Chapter 657 The returning Huo Ying
The only way for the Department of Mysteries to communicate with the outside world today is the half of the elevator that survived the original Ministry of Magic campaign.
Of course, it is impossible to use the elevator normally. In front of Cedric and Harry, there is only a dark stairwell, like the entrance to the abyss.
Little things like not being able to use the lift were no big deal for both Harry and Cedric.
You know, they are the ninjas of Konoha Village, ah no, wizards.
With just a simple floating spell, they landed firmly on the entrance corridor of the Department of Mysteries below.
Although it has been abandoned for several months, the Blackstone Corridor of the Department of Mysteries has not accumulated a thick layer of dust as Harry imagined, but still remains as bright as a mirror.
The only difference from before is that the torches on the walls on both sides have been extinguished, and it looks like it hasn’t burned in a long time.
The corridor was silent, except for the footsteps and breathing of Harry and Cedric, there was no other sound.
A faint glow appeared on the front of Harry’s holly wand, illuminating the two-meter radius around them.
“Do you remember the room with a stone arch?” Cedric broke the silence in the corridor. “Our goal this time is that door, and behind that door is the underworld where the undead live.”
Hearing Cedric’s words, Harry couldn’t help but become short of breath, “Behind the door is the underworld!?”
Yes, the purpose of their trip was to resurrect the other three founders of Hogwarts. If the underworld was not behind the door, then they would not be able to complete such a task.
In that case…
So, can his parents also be resurrected through this door?
Cedric seemed to have seen through Harry’s mind. Facing Harry’s hopeful eyes, Cedric shook his head slowly, “Harry, I know what you’re thinking, but…”
“Fairy Wood”
Harry’s eyes narrowed.
Showing the three treasures in his hands in front of Harry, Cedric explained, “The three founders passed down their letters so that we could connect their souls through swords, gold cups and crowns, connecting them call over.”
“A token?”
A thoughtful look appeared on Harry’s face, and after a while, he took out a quaint parchment from his pocket and handed it to Cedric.
Cedric recognized at a glance what this parchment was. He had seen it in the hands of his twin brother before, and later passed it on to Hermione because of a rally.
It’s just that it’s now in Harry’s hands for no apparent reason.
“The Marauder’s Map,” Harry explained. “The four predators who made this map, with the prongs in it, are my father, James Potter.”
Cedric raised his eyebrows and took the parchment from Harry.
“If that’s the case, let’s give it a try.”
After putting away the Marauder’s map, the two walked along the dark corridor until they finally stopped in front of the dozen or so wooden doors in the spacious hall.
After a few random attempts, Harry and Cedric found their destination when they finally pushed open a fourth door that wasn’t marked on the wall.
In a room like an amphitheatre, a stone arch with black curtains floating above stood on the stone platform in the center of the room. Although there was no wind in the room, the curtains on the arch were swaying gently.
“We have arrived.”
As they arrived at the final destination of the trip, Cedric’s expression gradually became serious.
Going down the steep stone steps, Harry and Cedric finally came to the raised stone platform in the center of the stone pit, and a dilapidated arch stood in front of them.
“Looks like someone’s talking behind the door?” Harry looked puzzled. “Did you hear that, Cedric?”
Holding the wand still holding the Fluorescent Charm tightly in his hand, he cautiously walked around to the other side of the archway, but there was nothing behind the door.
From Harry’s point of view, he could still see only the other side of the black drapery hanging upside down on the door.
“You heard that right,” Cedric nodded slightly. “There is indeed someone calling from the door, and it’s still a snake-like accent.”
“So…”
“Don’t worry about it, you just need to be vigilant by the side.” Cedric took out a silver knife and cut his palm, and the bright red blood trickled down the wound and dripped onto the stone platform.
The moment the blood dripped onto the stone platform, it seemed to be absorbed into the stone platform.
The strange patterns exuding dark red brilliance were lit up on the stone platform, gradually spreading from the surrounding to the stone arch standing in the center until it clings to it.
When the dark red lines covered the entire stone arch, the arch began to tremble slightly, as if something was about to break out from behind the arch. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
A flash of green light flashed away at the tip of Cedric’s staff, and the long wound in his hand that was cut by the dagger healed quickly in this burst of light.
He pointed the tip of his staff to the open space next to him, and a puff of white smoke suddenly exploded from the open space pointed to by the tip of Cedric’s staff.
The white smoke dissipated, revealing four extremely pale…
Corpse?
No, that was actually Bai Jue, who was cultivated by Kyle with his body cells. After his careful preparation, as the body container of the resurrection of the three founders, it can maximize all their strengths during their lifetimes.
The sword of Godric Gryffindor, the gold cup of Helga Hufflepuff, the crown of Rowena Ravenclaw, and the map of the Marauders made by Harry’s father were placed on the white corners. After the body, Cedric whispered the long series of complicated spells that Kyle taught him.
The sword, the golden cup, the crown and the map all radiated dazzling light at this moment.
At the same time, the stone arch that had been shaking slowly was also becoming brilliant, as if it echoed the four objects on the four Bai Jue.
The two rays of light butted together in the air.
Surging magic power erupted from Cedric’s body, and he slapped his hand **** the ground.
“The art of psychic reincarnation of dirty soil!”
From the black translucent veil hanging upside down on the stone arch, four streams of light suddenly rushed out, and none of them entered the four Bai Jue lying on the ground.
Countless small pieces of paper appeared out of thin air to wrap Bai Jue’s body, and then, under the effect of Transfiguration, Bai Jue’s body slowly changed into another appearance.