Chapter 605: Devil’s Altar
While on guard, Evan was full of doubts.
He was not surprised that he could find a hidden passage. There were many such secret places in Hogwarts Castle.
For example, Slytherin’s Chamber of Secrets, the secret treasures of the Four Founders in the huge statue, and the Room of Requirement. In his first year, he had followed the basilisk through the pipeline and found the Blue Room, somewhere in Ravenclaw Tower. And there were also many more secret passages.
Even after a thousand years, there were still many unknown secrets in the castle waiting for future generations to excavate.
If exploring students were lucky enough, they could gain something in these secret rooms and find rare magic items or magic books left by the ancestors.
If they were unlucky enough to enter Slytherin’s Chamber of Secrets, they must be prepared to become the Basilisk’s food.
Of course, most of the chambers had nothing inside, or had already collapsed into ruins long ago.
Whatever their purpose, the wizards who built these secret places were once part of Hogwarts. Most of them were full of goodwill or neutral attitudes. They did not leave dangerous traps, magical creatures, or cursed hidden treasures or tombs.
But the secret space Evan found in the kitchen floor was extraordinarily different.
At the entrance, there was a shelf full of heads of persecuted house-elves, and traps were set.
Along the way, Evan also found many traces of such Dark magic, but because of the long time, these magic had expired.
Fortunately, they had failed. Otherwise, Evan did not know how many times he would have been attacked now.
This evil dark style was completely different from other secret rooms in the school.
It was conceivable that the wizard who had built this place was a Dark wizard, with a distorted and dangerous character.
He probably lived in the early days of Hogwarts, hundreds of years ago, and built this secret passage deep underground in the school for some dark purpose.
Because he didn’t want to be discovered, he left a lot of black magic and curses inside and outside the secret passage.
The truth was, Evan didn’t want to know what a Dark wizard had intended to do a few hundred years ago, and he didn’t plan to get into new trouble. He just wondered if it had anything to do with the key to the secret treasure left by Hufflepuff…
He had already got the Philosopher’s Stone left by Gryffindor, and had some clues and progress about Slytherin and Ravenclaw.
Following the two tracks of the Merpeople and the Vampires, he would gain something sooner or later.
The only key he had no clues about was Hufflepuff’s. Although he had speculated that Hufflepuff had left the treasure keys in the custody of a house-elf, this had little effect. The house-elves whose civilization had broken down did not pass down this important secret.
The house-elves of today and the house-elves of ancient times were completely two species of different civilizations.
It was almost impossible to find useful clues from them, and he can only find them by himself.
With his current situation, Evan was reluctant to give up on anything that might be related to Hufflepuff.
He was going to take a look at the end of this secret passage to see what was underneath.
The temperature in the passage was very low. Evan and Dobby walked for more than ten minutes, and the winding stairs seemed to never end.
Now, everything around them had been completely frozen by the ice, sparkling under the light of Evan’s wand.
The ground was covered with thick ice, oddly shaped, with not much place to settle.
Evan walked very hard, waving his wand to make a foothold for himself.
The ice was not white like ordinary ice and snow, but had a strange color of blue halo.
That was because there was magic in it. The ice was not formed naturally, but created by magic.
The magic in the air was also strong. This was a strange magic rhythm that Evan had never encountered before.
He was somewhat uneasy, but encountered no real danger.
This powerful magical reaction made him think of the Philosopher’s Stone involuntarily, but he felt a little bit wrong.
As for the power of the Philosopher’s Stone, Evan had seen it in four places: in the Centaurs’ colony Moon Temple, the ruins of the fallen Centaurs city, the underground gold caves in the mountains around Beauxbatons, and the silent Temples in the swamps. Everything in them was more shocking than here.
If this ice magic really used the Philosopher’s Stone as its source of magic, its power should not be small. Even if the entirety of Hogwarts were frozen, Evan would not feel it would be strange.
But if it weren’t the Philosopher’s Stone, then what was the source of this magic?
It stood to reason that without a stable source of magic, and over time, no matter how strong the magic spells were, they would gradually lose effectiveness.
Powerful wizards might keep this process as long as possible, but it would never last for hundreds of years. The ineffective black magic Evan saw along the passage was enough to prove this.
The Dark wizard who built this place did not have the strength to keep his magic for that long. Even if he could, the magic power he left behind would be too weak to mention, not as strong as it is now.
With many doubts, Evan and Dobby went down to the bottom, and at the end of the passage was an ice wall.
“Master Evan…” said Dobby worriedly, looking at the thick ice wall in front of him at a loss.
What worried him was what was inside the ice wall. A circular altar-shaped building could be seen vaguely.
There was a statue in front of the building. From time to time, blue light and intricate magic runes appeared in the middle area.
Evan did not act rashly to break the ice wall. He lay prone on the ice wall and looked inside for a while. The more he looked, the more he felt bad.
According to the information he got from his magic book, it might be a devil’s altar in the ice wall!
Following this train of thought, Evan suddenly understood everything.
Why was there such a powerful magic reaction here for so long?
The Dark wizard who built this site intended to summon the devil underneath Hogwarts, and from the many traces around him, he had successfully summoned it once.
All the magic that made Evan feel strange and uneasy was the power of the devil.
A devil altar, which was a very, very evil black magic, should definitely be banned.
Indeed, demonic magic was the strongest branch of black magic, and it was once prevalent in the Dark Ages of the Middle Ages and earlier.
Finally, because this kind of magic was too evil and too esoteric, it gradually disappeared from the wizarding world.
In the book “Secrets of the Darkest Art”, two simple methods of summoning demons were recorded.
Starting from those two, Evan had studied this aspect and read many magic books.
The more he knew, the more he could realize how devilish and terrible the Dark magic was.
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