Chapter 335: The Decaying Horcrux
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Chapter 335: The Decaying Horcrux
"It's not without danger," the fairy Gonook asked through his mask. He surveyed the corridor ahead, took a step forward, and sparks crackled in the air, striking the fairy. He was thrown off like a tattered kite.
Faisal and Rahman moved forward to check on Gonook. Middle-aged wizard Rahman said, "He's alright, wearing protective clothing. He just fainted temporarily."
"And hidden traps?" Hermione asked Felix incredulously, "Aren't the curses originating from the Dark Mist?" She picked up the curse detector, scanning continuously. Suddenly, something in her hand resembling an antenna exploded, startling her.
"This confirms it as well; curses do exist," she said with an unpleasant expression.
"In fact, there are many more," Felix said. From his perspective, the empty corridor was dotted with numerous points of light, each representing a curse, floating like suspended creatures.
He turned to Hermione, asking, "This pyramid... the part you all explored before, does it contain magical items storing magic?"
Hermione shook her head, "We found quite a few things with residual magic, like the golden dagger and the scarab amulet, but they're very weak now. Unlike the cursed items from the outside world, innocent blood sustains the curse's effect."
After a while, the fairy Gonook woke up. He immediately opened his clothes, then howled in pain. Hermione noticed that he was wearing a silver, skin-tight armor.
"Got a hole in it!" he cried in agony, "Don't know if it can still be repaired."Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
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Felix walked ahead, with the others trailing him by a dozen steps. They watched as he poked and prodded the air, curses bursting open like fireworks.
The dense quantity of curses sent chills down the spines of those following behind.
Felix would occasionally stop and examine the slabs on both sides. He initially thought, considering the size of these slabs, there should be at least a dozen ancient spells. But the actual number was fewer. Currently, he only saw three, including the complete Black Lightning Magic.
Many slabs had introductions by the wizard who created this chamber, including their travel experiences. He claimed to be a traveling wizard from Greece who had crossed the Aegean Sea, discovered a magical source in the upper tomb of the pyramida four-sided gemand then decided to create this chamber for the benefit of future generations.
"The curses in the corridor progress layer by layer, getting stronger. Don't force it if you're not confident. Leave the chance for others," Hermione read aloud from the slab. "So that's how it is!" The others looked enlightened.
"Are ancient wizards just too strong, and we're too weak?" Clementine said dejectedly. It turned out they couldn't even withstand the weakest trial.
Peering from the sides, the group discerned the true identity of the shadows. "It's Basilisks!" Hermione exclaimed. She wouldn't make a mistake about this; she had faced a Basilisk in her second year.
However, before them were the corpses of two Basilisks. They had been dead for quite some time, and due to being confined for so long, their serpent skin quickly rotted upon exposure to the outside air. A strong, putrid stench assaulted their senses.
"Gross!"
Several of them began to retch. Felix waved his wand, casting the Bubble-Head Charm to provide them with clean air. He himself wore a suit of enchanted armor and stepped boldly into the room. His judgment was growing clearer.
The eagle-shaped magical lantern followed behind, casting light into the interior. The place that had been isolated from the outside world was now illuminated, revealing a nearly empty small courtyard. Several large and small Basilisk corpses lay about. Every single one of them was dead. As Felix walked past them, their colors, along with those of the circular pillars around them, drained away.
Felix headed directly toward the center, where there stood an altar.
On the altar was a life-sized statue of a middle-aged wizard with silver-white hair and yellow eyes. He had a gentle smile and held in his hands a four-sided gemstone. Dim light radiated from the gemstone, the very source of magic Felix had been seeking.
A crack appeared in the statue, splitting open from its forehead and continuing down, almost bisecting the figure. From this long fissure oozed viscous black blood, but it had long dried up, leaving unsightly stains.
Felix could almost imagine how, over thousands of years, it had gradually eroded, fallen apart, cracked, and decayed into its current state due to the passage of time.
"Indeed, it's you, the despicable Harp," Felix murmured softly. His words seemed part admiration and part mockery. "So, Horcruxes can decay too, huh?"
As if responding to his words, the statue of Harpor rather, the Horcruxbegan to lose its luster bit by bit, turning ashen. With a gentle puff of air from Felix, it completely disintegrated.
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Chapter 335: The Decaying Horcrux
"It's not without danger," the fairy Gonook asked through his mask. He surveyed the corridor ahead, took a step forward, and sparks crackled in the air, striking the fairy. He was thrown off like a tattered kite.
Faisal and Rahman moved forward to check on Gonook. Middle-aged wizard Rahman said, "He's alright, wearing protective clothing. He just fainted temporarily."
"And hidden traps?" Hermione asked Felix incredulously, "Aren't the curses originating from the Dark Mist?" She picked up the curse detector, scanning continuously. Suddenly, something in her hand resembling an antenna exploded, startling her.
"This confirms it as well; curses do exist," she said with an unpleasant expression.
"In fact, there are many more," Felix said. From his perspective, the empty corridor was dotted with numerous points of light, each representing a curse, floating like suspended creatures.
He turned to Hermione, asking, "This pyramid... the part you all explored before, does it contain magical items storing magic?"
Hermione shook her head, "We found quite a few things with residual magic, like the golden dagger and the scarab amulet, but they're very weak now. Unlike the cursed items from the outside world, innocent blood sustains the curse's effect."
After a while, the fairy Gonook woke up. He immediately opened his clothes, then howled in pain. Hermione noticed that he was wearing a silver, skin-tight armor.
"Got a hole in it!" he cried in agony, "Don't know if it can still be repaired."Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
...
Felix walked ahead, with the others trailing him by a dozen steps. They watched as he poked and prodded the air, curses bursting open like fireworks.
The dense quantity of curses sent chills down the spines of those following behind.
Felix would occasionally stop and examine the slabs on both sides. He initially thought, considering the size of these slabs, there should be at least a dozen ancient spells. But the actual number was fewer. Currently, he only saw three, including the complete Black Lightning Magic.
Many slabs had introductions by the wizard who created this chamber, including their travel experiences. He claimed to be a traveling wizard from Greece who had crossed the Aegean Sea, discovered a magical source in the upper tomb of the pyramida four-sided gemand then decided to create this chamber for the benefit of future generations.
"The curses in the corridor progress layer by layer, getting stronger. Don't force it if you're not confident. Leave the chance for others," Hermione read aloud from the slab. "So that's how it is!" The others looked enlightened.
"Are ancient wizards just too strong, and we're too weak?" Clementine said dejectedly. It turned out they couldn't even withstand the weakest trial.
Peering from the sides, the group discerned the true identity of the shadows. "It's Basilisks!" Hermione exclaimed. She wouldn't make a mistake about this; she had faced a Basilisk in her second year.
However, before them were the corpses of two Basilisks. They had been dead for quite some time, and due to being confined for so long, their serpent skin quickly rotted upon exposure to the outside air. A strong, putrid stench assaulted their senses.
"Gross!"
Several of them began to retch. Felix waved his wand, casting the Bubble-Head Charm to provide them with clean air. He himself wore a suit of enchanted armor and stepped boldly into the room. His judgment was growing clearer.
The eagle-shaped magical lantern followed behind, casting light into the interior. The place that had been isolated from the outside world was now illuminated, revealing a nearly empty small courtyard. Several large and small Basilisk corpses lay about. Every single one of them was dead. As Felix walked past them, their colors, along with those of the circular pillars around them, drained away.
Felix headed directly toward the center, where there stood an altar.
On the altar was a life-sized statue of a middle-aged wizard with silver-white hair and yellow eyes. He had a gentle smile and held in his hands a four-sided gemstone. Dim light radiated from the gemstone, the very source of magic Felix had been seeking.
A crack appeared in the statue, splitting open from its forehead and continuing down, almost bisecting the figure. From this long fissure oozed viscous black blood, but it had long dried up, leaving unsightly stains.
Felix could almost imagine how, over thousands of years, it had gradually eroded, fallen apart, cracked, and decayed into its current state due to the passage of time.
"Indeed, it's you, the despicable Harp," Felix murmured softly. His words seemed part admiration and part mockery. "So, Horcruxes can decay too, huh?"
As if responding to his words, the statue of Harpor rather, the Horcruxbegan to lose its luster bit by bit, turning ashen. With a gentle puff of air from Felix, it completely disintegrated.
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Chapter 335: The Decaying Horcrux"It's not without danger," the fairy Gonook asked through his mask. He surveyed the corridor ahead, took a step forward, and sparks crackled in the air, striking the fairy. He was thrown off like a tattered kite.Faisal and Rahman moved forward to check on Gonook. Middle-aged wizard Rahman said, "He's alright, wearing protective clothing. He just fainted temporarily.""And hidden traps?" Hermione asked Felix incredulously, "Aren't the curses originating from the Dark Mist?" She picked up the curse detector, scanning continuously. Suddenly, something in her hand resembling an antenna exploded, startling her."This confirms it as well; curses do exist," she said with an unpleasant expression."In fact, there are many more," Felix said. From his perspective, the empty corridor was dotted with numerous points of light, each representing a curse, floating like suspended creatures.He turned to Hermione, asking, "This pyramid... the part you all explored before, does it contain magical items storing magic?"Hermione shook her head, "We found quite a few things with residual magic, like the golden dagger and the scarab amulet, but they're very weak now. Unlike the cursed items from the outside world, innocent blood sustains the curse's effect."After a while, the fairy Gonook woke up. He immediately opened his clothes, then howled in pain. Hermione noticed that he was wearing a silver, skin-tight armor."Got a hole in it!" he cried in agony, "Don't know if it can still be repaired."Visit noveLbin.com for the best novel reading experience...Felix walked ahead, with the others trailing him by a dozen steps. They watched as he poked and prodded the air, curses bursting open like fireworks.The dense quantity of curses sent chills down the spines of those following behind.Felix would occasionally stop and examine the slabs on both sides. He initially thought, considering the size of these slabs, there should be at least a dozen ancient spells. But the actual number was fewer. Currently, he only saw three, including the complete Black Lightning Magic.Many slabs had introductions by the wizard who created this chamber, including their travel experiences. He claimed to be a traveling wizard from Greece who had crossed the Aegean Sea, discovered a magical source in the upper tomb of the pyramida four-sided gemand then decided to create this chamber for the benefit of future generations."The curses in the corridor progress layer by layer, getting stronger. Don't force it if you're not confident. Leave the chance for others," Hermione read aloud from the slab. "So that's how it is!" The others looked enlightened."Are ancient wizards just too strong, and we're too weak?" Clementine said dejectedly. It turned out they couldn't even withstand the weakest trial.Peering from the sides, the group discerned the true identity of the shadows. "It's Basilisks!" Hermione exclaimed. She wouldn't make a mistake about this; she had faced a Basilisk in her second year.However, before them were the corpses of two Basilisks. They had been dead for quite some time, and due to being confined for so long, their serpent skin quickly rotted upon exposure to the outside air. A strong, putrid stench assaulted their senses."Gross!"Several of them began to retch. Felix waved his wand, casting the Bubble-Head Charm to provide them with clean air. He himself wore a suit of enchanted armor and stepped boldly into the room. His judgment was growing clearer.The eagle-shaped magical lantern followed behind, casting light into the interior. The place that had been isolated from the outside world was now illuminated, revealing a nearly empty small courtyard. Several large and small Basilisk corpses lay about. Every single one of them was dead. As Felix walked past them, their colors, along with those of the circular pillars around them, drained away.Felix headed directly toward the center, where there stood an altar.On the altar was a life-sized statue of a middle-aged wizard with silver-white hair and yellow eyes. He had a gentle smile and held in his hands a four-sided gemstone. Dim light radiated from the gemstone, the very source of magic Felix had been seeking.A crack appeared in the statue, splitting open from its forehead and continuing down, almost bisecting the figure. From this long fissure oozed viscous black blood, but it had long dried up, leaving unsightly stains.Felix could almost imagine how, over thousands of years, it had gradually eroded, fallen apart, cracked, and decayed into its current state due to the passage of time."Indeed, it's you, the despicable Harp," Felix murmured softly. His words seemed part admiration and part mockery. "So, Horcruxes can decay too, huh?"As if responding to his words, the statue of Harpor rather, the Horcruxbegan to lose its luster bit by bit, turning ashen. With a gentle puff of air from Felix, it completely disintegrated.Thank you for reading this far! You can access more chapters from HERE by joining my Patreon community. You'll gain exclusive early access to the COMPLETE NOVEL.As a member of my Patreon community, here is what you'll get:For $5Early access to 100s of chapters before they go public. You also get access to all the novels I'm translating, you can find them here HERE.Your name will be featured on the "Wall of Gratitude".The power to vote on which novel I translate next.You Get Ad-free Chapters.For $10You get to suggest a Novel for me to translate.You get access to Digital art.Your name featured on the "Wall of Gratitude" in gold.For $20You get to recommend a Novel and I will immediately start translating it.Your name featured on the "Wall of Gratitude" in blue.Don't let this amazing opportunity slip through your fingers!
