Amosta stood in the hall where the dementors were cultivated, staring at the room, these gorgeous nebula-like haloes in the endless dark universe, ever since he met the woman Vitia Cliona, he has been... A lot of things were flowing in his mind, and these discoveries were like pieces of a puzzle, coming together into a complete story in Amosta's mind.
This magnificent picture is about to be complete, but it is missing the most core piece, that is - why do all these secrets revolve around him?
By solving this mystery, Amosta can basically restore most of the truth about the whole thing.
"When I was imprisoned in Azkaban, there were not as many dementors on the island as we just saw above, but there were definitely not as many as below--"
"One hundred and sixty-two."
Amosta said calmly with an indifferent expression,
"In March of this year, in the Azkaban information officially released by magic, the specific number of dementors was recorded. Ten years ago, this number was one hundred and sixty, and ten years ago it was one hundred and fifty-nine. However, to this day, the Ministry of Magic still has not been able to figure out the specific method of Dementor reproduction. Academics believe that this creature relies on self-division to reproduce. They believe that as long as a certain Dementor absorbs a sufficient amount of happy memories, then, It has the conditions to reproduce.”
There was no need to guess how the Dementors were conceived. The scene in front of him explained the answer. Sirius blinked and thought about what Amosta had just said about the increase in the number of Dementors.
"More than ten years ago, after the fall of Voldemort, those Death Eaters and peripheral followers were thrown into Azkaban in large numbers. The sudden increase in prisoners probably meant that the Dementors no longer had to worry about starvation. Therefore, taking The number of soul monsters is increasing faster."
As if he knew Sirius' doubts, Amosta then said.
Within this secret realm, there are a large number of rooms that have not yet been explored. Ravenclaw and Gryffindor brought them all the way to the core, and the room they are in is undoubtedly the core of the secret realm.
However, several people noticed that there was a small door on the right side of the room. This door was open and should lead to another room.
"Let's go, Rowena--"
After seeing this all the way, Gryffindor's mood and face were heavy. He greeted Ravenclaw, turned around and walked towards the small door.
Amosta and Sirius followed, and they both had a premonition that the memory they were in was coming to an end.
Behind the door is a corridor that is not too long, with solid rock walls on both sides. Only at the end of the corridor is a broken door.
This wooden door was obviously not damaged by natural weathering, but had obvious signs of demolition.
Over the centuries, the two founders of Hogwarts are probably the only two wizards who have entered this secret realm. Apart from them, the only one who has entered here is probably the white man wearing a strong mythical color. A wizard.
They filed into the room behind the door. When Amosta came in, his eyes, which had been dull for most of the day, suddenly burst out with a little sparkle. The person who had the same behavior as him was Rowena Ravenclaw.
This is also a spacious room. On the wooden shelves around the walls, a small half are ancient books, and the vast majority are parchment manuscripts.
"Helbo's collection of books?"
For the first time since entering the island, Ravenclaw was in high spirits. She walked over quickly, stretched out her hand and tried to pick up a magic book with a dark blood stain on it, but when her green fingertips touched the book, , the book suddenly turned into sand, leaving only light smoke wrapped around Ravenclaw's fingertips.
"Merlin destroyed the defensive magic inside this library when he entered it. These books have been in an environment without any protection for hundreds of years and have been basically damaged."
Seeing his friend's defeat, Gryffindor smiled with a bit of mischievous schadenfreude, while Sirius smiled and patted Amosta's shoulder, whose face turned dark again.
In addition to the bookshelves on the four walls, there were many summer vacations lined up in the library. Ravenclaw no longer tried to pick up those books. Her eyes penetrated the bookshelves and suddenly froze in a certain direction, and her steps started again. Go around the bookshelf blocking the way and walk in that direction.
There is a desk in the center of the library. The white desk is obviously not made of wood, but the bones of some kind of creature.
After walking all the way, they no longer had the intention to be surprised by Helbo's cruelty. Ravenclaw walked to the direction of the stool, his eyes lowered, and fell on a pile of manuscripts placed on the desk.
The text on the first page of the manuscript is in ancient runes. Ravenclaw and Amosta are both proficient in this language, so it is not too difficult to read.
"What's recorded on this?"
Sirius, who barely understood some uncommon rune symbols, stretched his neck and looked at the strange patterns with confusion.
"It's like magic. Or a ritual. I'm not sure. Wait, let me see--"
After the lesson just now, Ravenclaw did not try to open the second page of the manuscript again, but obviously, she had some way to read the next content.
"Holy weapon."
Caught off guard, Ravenclaw, who was concentrating on reading the content that Amosta could not peek into, suddenly said these two words.
"Holy weapon?"
Gryffindor frowned and thought about all the magic and alchemy-related knowledge he knew, but searched his memory and found nothing.
"Same as a Horcrux, some kind of evil magic?"
Sacred weapon? Deathly Hallows?
Amosta frowned slightly. It was not like he had never heard of this kind of thing.
"It's the exact opposite of a Horcrux. You're right, Godric. This is indeed a very evil magic, and it's very dangerous."
Ravenclaw's voice was solemn,
"It is meaningful that this notebook is still here. When I go back, I really need to spend some time to study it."
"Holy Artifact. My father seemed to have told me and Regulus when he was alive -"
Surprisingly, Sirius had heard of some. He blinked with confusion on his face.
"It originated from the story of the three brothers in "The Tales of Beedle the Bard". However, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are much older than Beedle, right? Holy weapon!"
Sirius suddenly exclaimed,
"The legend of the three brothers. Isn't the God of Death in that talking about Haierbo?"
"The stories and the truth are often very different, but at present, the sacred artifact is inseparable from Haierbo. Moreover, the sacred artifact is likely to be real."
Amosta's eyes flashed and he said thoughtfully.
After a few more minutes, Ravenclaw seemed to have memorized all the contents on the stack of parchment. She raised her head and looked at the bookshelves around her, with regret in her eyes. If she was given enough time, she could write down all the contents of the books and manuscripts in this library. Unfortunately, she obviously did not have the time to stay here and copy these magic books.
"Come on, Godric, let's go to the room at the back of the library. That's the last stone room."
(End of chapter)
