Chapter 86 The green light of death scattered like a spider web

Author: Aurora Scatters

Chapter 86 The green light of death scattered like a spider web

Harry, surrounded by the Yassus, walked in the Forbidden Forest for a long time. Hogwarts Forest was not so big a few hundred years ago, because before, there was no such peace in the Forbidden Forest.

Every natural wonder of rich magic with rich resources is fat in the eyes of poachers. Although magical creatures are difficult to deal with, their value is completely worth the risk of this group of guys hunting. Some people do the business that loses their heads, and the only thing no one does is the business that loses money. Even if hunting magical creatures has a high risk, those poachers are happy.

The Forbidden Forest, which has been in a state of chaos, naturally cannot expand itself. However, a hundred years ago, due to some reasons that were not recorded in history books, the number of poachers in the Hogwarts Forest suddenly decreased. The poachers who were originally rampant here were wiped out in an extremely short period of time. No one could tell what was going on.

Whether it is "Important Events in Modern Magic World" or "Hogwarts - A School History", these historical books do not record what happened in the forbidden forest.

It seems that people have deliberately forgotten something, and it also seems that the blank past is so heavy that books cannot bear.

To be honest, the reason why Hagrid was able to complete the purging of the Forbidden Forest was thanks to the fact that the Forbidden Forest at that time did not have the numerous and rampant poachers that used to be.

Hagrid, who only has 90% resistance to giants, has a far less destructive power than his extraordinary destructive power. As long as you are not close to it, it is not a perfect thing to defeat Hagrid. Even a real giant cannot escape the bloody siege of many poachers.

The place where the Hedge took Harry to him was a little unfamiliar because this area was a place where Hagrid did not bring him to. The Forbidden Forest covers a very large area, especially after no chaos and a century of rest and recuperation, its scope has expanded by at least three times compared to before. The more prosperous the forest, the more magic creatures there are and the fewer battles in it, the more magic power it accumulates. As a wonder of the world, they can grow up little by little.

Although there is a boundary for such growth, the forbidden forest has reached the upper limit of expansion. Although this upper limit can be gradually increased, the speed is so slow that it must be ten years and a hundred years as the smallest basic unit.

Harry saw some shadows of ruins. The ruins were not all collapsed houses, some were huge iron cages, and the hard skulls had not been completely corroded. The huge hole on the forehead and the eye sockets that had not appeared in their eyes told Harry that this was the strongest combative and largest group among the giants - the skull of the Cyclops.

This guy who can grow to nearly thirty meters tall is definitely not something that ordinary people can deal with. He died in the decayed iron cage. There were still traces of chopping on his remaining bones. I guess he was not at ease when he died.

Yehe passed by the half-buried skull and continued to move forward with Harry.

They passed by a huge human ruin. If they were not mistaken, it should be the remains of a village. There was not only one village around Hogwarts. At that time, Hogsmeade was divided into two parts. However, with the expansion of the forbidden forest, the village of Lower Hogsmeade, which was gradually swallowed by the forest, was abandoned and abandoned. The villagers went to the more prosperous and fertile Upper Hogsmeade Village. The two villages were merged decades ago.

Harry was not sure if this was the former ruins of Lower Hogsmeade Village. After all, there were many villages that were swallowed up due to the expansion of the forbidden forest. He had already walked a long way.

But the Hells' footsteps did not stop. After passing the ruins of the village hidden in the forbidden forest, they took Harry to a deeper place.

About a quarter of an hour later, the Hells stopped.

This seems to be the place where they breathe. The lush skeletons were left by some giant beast. The ribs that were almost four or five meters long outlined a huge figure. In this place with the skeletons, it is the favorite home of the Theaters. Although they are not ominous and do not represent bad luck, the Theaters are indeed a magical creature that is very close to death.

Whether they are similar to the skinned skeletons or only those who have seen death can see them, the gentle and intelligent Theaters have been closely related to death since their birth.

Harry, who came down from the horse's back, looked around with some confusion. He didn't understand why Yeshe brought him here. The Theater, who had bit his robe, walked in front of Harry. When Harry was puzzled, it turned his head and looked back, as if he was asking Harry to continue moving forward with him.

They passed by a giant beast's skeleton. After seeing the huge purple unicorn, Harry suddenly remembered a name - Purple Horned Beast.

This is a very rare magical creature. The purple horned beast, which is almost equal to the land tank, is six or seven meters high and weighs more than twenty tons. The terrifying brute force and terrifying magic resistance make them almost not many enemies. The huge purple horns are precious magic materials. They come with armor-breaking, highly poisonous, corroded, and seriously injured purple horns can be widely used in war pharmacology. Although the pharmacists have found many corresponding substitutes, their horns are worth a thousand gold.

Harry bluntly, he packed the horns that had already appeared in many decay marks, but they were still purple and packed them into the dragon-skin backpack. There was only a small piece of the purple-horned beast that was only as thick as an arm in Snape's potion warehouse. The one Harry got was at least thirty or forty times the size of Snape's hand.

The Theatre waited for Harry for a short while, but it didn't mind Harry taking away a little bit of the decorations from the house. Theatre only ate meat, and they didn't chew bones.

After walking through the corpse land, a ruin completely wrapped in moss and vines appeared in front of Harry.

Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared in Harry's heart. In the black and green ruins ahead, Harry seemed to feel something calling him.

It was a very friendly feeling, and the magic in the body seemed to be ready to move at this moment.

"It's this?"

Harry touched Ye Hedge's smooth head, and the dragon-headed Pegasus nodded slightly.

Yeshi, who was lying down directly, seemed to be planning to take Harry here only. Harry walked forward alone and carefully pulled out his wand, although he subconsciously told himself that there should be no problem and that necessary precautions are still needed.

This ruin seems a bit unusual. Although the progress of magic does not rely on archaeology, it must be mentioned that ancient magic ruins did reveal the terrifying and magnificent side of the magic world to all the wizards in the world. Most of the ancient magic is very rough. The ancient magic that must be used by force and flying bricks cannot be played by wizards nowadays, but the pure violence is still a moving force.

Harry suspected that the ruins in front of him were some ancient magic ruins. Although the possibility was very low, after all, thousands of years have passed, and the magic ruins exposed to the surface cannot withstand such a long period of brilliance. The general outline of the ruins in front of him can still be seen, and the sky has been abandoned for two or three hundred years. It cannot be a product of thousands of years ago.

"Is it possible that it was a trace left by poachers in the past?"

At that time, poachers had countless strongholds in the forbidden forest, many of which were built into a small castle, dedicated to serving dirty black and gray transactions. If so, time would be barely matched.

"Split up!"

Harry pulled the trigger. Under the action of the cutting spell, the vines were smashed and cleaned up, and the sounds of rock collapse were endless. He never thought that he was careful of archaeology and used the most convenient and rough method. After tearing the outermost ruins walls, Harry saw a dark space covered with mushrooms and moss.

However, this darkness is aimed at ordinary people. In Harry's vision, he saw dim silver-gray smoke rising like steam. As Harry kept approaching, the smoke that was so thin that it was almost invisible gradually became thicker. A small vortex appeared on the moss-filled ground, a small black and silver vortex formed by silver-gray smoke gathering.

A wave of magic power that made Harry feel extremely friendly came from the black and silver vortex. It was purer and more concentrated than the silver-gray magic power in his body, and could be called the real ancient magic power.

Perhaps what flowed in my mother's body was this pure ancient magic, a powerful force far beyond ordinary wizards and others could not understand.

If the blue magic of an ordinary wizard is water, then the ancient magic of black and silver is mercury.

"Fluorescent flashes."

A ball of light flew out from Harry's muzzle, and the soft white light illuminated the dark ruins covered with moss. The broken wooden seats were almost decayed, and as well as time were destroyed, there were also dense corpses of at least hundreds of people.

Those magical fabrics that have not yet been turned into ashes wrapped in rotten and black bones will not completely fall apart. Hundreds of empty eye sockets seem to die after a long period of time. They were randomly discarded here after being killed, and the executioner who accomplished all this.

The black and silver vortex fluctuated slightly, and Harry had arrived at a position less than two meters at this moment. When Harry really approached, the fluctuating vortex suddenly expanded, and a gray-white world suddenly opened in front of Harry!

It was a market full of swearing words and swearing, where hundreds of wizards traded goods, countless magical creatures were locked in cages waiting to be sold, and more turned into broken corpses, stripped of the most valuable parts and became goods traded on countless stalls.

Although I don't know the exact time, this must be a certain piece of history that poachers rage.

"Avadassaudi!"

With a cold shout without any emotion, the tragic green light exploded in front of Harry. This shrill light of death broke the monotony of the black and white world and gave this historical memory a bright color.

It was like what Harry saw in his dream when he was resting at Hogwarts for the first time, scattered like a spider web, far better than Voldemort’s death killing!

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I was just trying to take a look for a while, but I didn’t expect that it would be 3 o’clock in a blink of an eye. Here is 3K. I will add the remaining chapter to the next chapter and add the agreed updates. I will update 4 chapters later.
Chapter completed!