Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ai Wen didn't know that Lemei had something to ask for and could make him feel uneasy. The difficulty is conceivable. Maybe it is better to go to Dumbledore.

But looking at Lemei's expression, it seems that only he can complete this thing.

"As everyone knows, I am the only maker of the magic stone known to the magic world." Leme said slowly, "But I am not an inventor. At best, it is a negligible improvement. In fact, this kind of deep The alchemy products were originally from the study of ancient warlocks. They used the magic stone to continue to provide magic for powerful magic to explore the greater unknown existence, instead of making any gold and immortality."

Ai Wen nodded, and he already knew about this.

Each of Hogwarts' four founders left a piece of Sorcerer's Stone. They used the ancient method of use to make the Sorcerer's Stone the key to unlocking secret treasures.

This is only a part, according to the relevant clues, Ivan even boldly speculated.

The ancient warlocks created the sorcerer's stone in order to use them to summon those evil spirits.

That is, Lemei just said that the greater unknown exists.

This inference also explains why the evil spirit discovered by the Ma tribes will teach the fallen horses the power of the magic stone to summon the magic of the world. Not only that, but through further research on the underground remains of the Alagok lair, Ai Wen has mastered the decisive evidence.

He believes that in the process of creating or transforming himself into a **** of evil, Haierbo has also been helped by the Sorcerer's Stone.

Not surprisingly, in the most critical steps, he must use the power of the Sorcerer's Stone to fuse his soul with the body of the evil spirit he created.

"With the demise of the ancient warlocks, the craft of making the sorcerer's stone has also been lost." Lemei closed her eyes and showed a reminiscence expression. "But I got the semi-finished magic under the coincidence. Stone, there is a book"

In Ai Wen’s heart, he once read Niko Leme’s biography, which mentioned a mysterious magic book, which is also considered the foundation of modern alchemy.

It is said that Leme was in accordance with the records in the book, and finally created the magic stone.

"The book was handed down by a man called Abraham," Leme said softly. "You may not be strange to this name. In Muggles, he is considered Judaism, Christianity, and Iss. The Prophet of the Cymbidium is the chosen and blessed by God from all beings on earth, the messenger of God in the world, and the common ancestor of the legendary Hebrew and Arab nations."

Leme paused for a while, leaving time for Evan to digest this shocking news.

"Of course, in addition to the prophet, he has many other identities. In the magic world, he is one of the most powerful ancient warlocks in history, with very powerful power." Leme said slowly, "Abraham is A person who lives in a legend, I thought he was fictional and not real. But I did not expect that I would get the magic book he left behind."

Lemei gasped and continued to use the old voice to slowly say, "I remember that I had graduated from Booth Barton, and I found a stable job for me in the Ministry of the Ministry. But, in my mind, Full of restless thoughts, driven by these ideas, I finally followed a group of people from Paris to Egypt for a savage adventure."

“No one can think that the life that I should have been ordinary will have a dramatic change in that adventure.” Leme continued, “The adventure itself has no place to be commended, travel in a few months. After that, we found a relic left by an ancient Egyptian wizard according to a treasure map that I didn't know where I got it. Everything seems to be going well, but waiting for us behind the door is not a treasure, but four hungry. For a long time, the angry head of the lion was a beast. After a rush of fighting, several of us who were still alive fled."

Ivan can imagine the situation at the time. In the face of this extremely dangerous monster, don't think about fighting. Turning around and fleeing is the most correct choice.

"I lost my way in the desert alone, no food, no fresh water, no hope, I thought I would die there." Lemei tightened her robes. "I still remember that it was a night. After the hot day passes, the desert quickly enters the other extreme, and the cold sand that does not look at the end does not have any temperature, and the entire desert is filled with a strong atmosphere of death."

"I am dying in the cold yellow sand. My wand is destroyed in battle. There is no way to apparition. In fact, even with a wand, I can't do anything. The desert seems to have a powerful magic. Under the disturbance of it, all my magical and magical items don't work." Time has passed for more than 600 years, but Lemme still has a faint despair. "After exhausting the last physical strength, I fell down and fell in the yellow sand."

Pursuing the desperation in Leme's tone, Ai Wen tried to imagine the scene at the time.

In the endless desert, one is alone, helpless, and only death is slowly approaching like you, and the look of death is becoming clearer in your mind.

"That night, I had a dream!" Lemei frowned. "It’s been until now, I can’t tell you what the magical dream is all about. Maybe I have the prophet’s blood. Maybe in all, in In that dream, I met a man with a strange scepter. He said that he was Abraham. He told me that I would get a magical magic book. As long as I study hard and understand it thoroughly, I can get extraordinary from it. The power of surprise."

Ai Wen also followed the thoughts. Will Lemei’s dream be a prophecy? !

Or, it is a powerful force that can directly affect your sleep.

Perhaps the magic left by the ancient warlock named Abraham was conveying information to him.

This is not something that ancient warlocks can't do.

"On the morning of the next morning, I miraculously awakened. Although the body is abnormally weak, but there is no death!" Leme said, speeding up, "and that dream has come true, in the guidance of the underworld I was rescued by an Arab caravan made up of Muggles, so I was saved. To thank you, I gave them all the gold gallon, and in return they gave me an old book and a stone. "(To be continued.)