Evan didn't know what to say, this crimson nameplate was absolutely insane, and he actually wanted him to go thousands of feet into the sea to find a dead evil god. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He wouldn't do that, he didn't want to die.

Who knows if there are any other monsters in the depths of the sea besides this dead evil god, not to mention the terrifying oppression from the endless abyss, just looking at the constant stream of dementors in front of him, Evan doesn't want to get close to it.

Especially since he hadn't yet figured out what this nameplate was, the strange items left behind by the evil god created by the despicable Helbo, and it was strange that there was no danger.

If he helps the other party absorb the essence of the dead evil god at that time, but in turn helps the evil god on this nameplate to resurrect, then the situation is terrible.

Time passed, and Aven's soul wandered alone in the depths of the ocean.

When he got bored with the huge octopus carcass in front of him, the crimson nameplate glowed again, and he lived it again when he came here.

This time, though, his soul was rapidly returning to his true form.

He can finally get out of here and return to the real world.

The sight flashed by quickly, and Aven, pulled by the nameplate, swirled around the huge octopus carcass in the pitch-black waters, and then approached its head.

In the deepest part was a crack in the rock, and Aven could vaguely see what appeared to be a sunken city behind it.

Before he could see clearly, everything became distorted.

When he woke up, Evan found himself no longer in the gloomy Azkaban.

He was now lying in a luxurious, French classical-style room, with a soft and comfortable mattress underneath him, and the furnishings in the room were noble and elegant.

There is a faint fragrance in the air, and it smells a bit like strawberries.

A string of wind chimes in the shape of the sun hangs by the window, jingling with the breeze.

In the afternoon, the golden sunlight shines through the delicately carved windows, exuding residual warmth.

The colorful magic hanging lamps are constantly spinning, and everything in front of you is full of warmth and dreaminess.

"Where am I, what is this place?" said Evan as he sat up, incredulous, "Am I dreaming?"

Everything in front of him was too different from Azkaban's dark style, giving Evan a sense of unreality in a dream.

"This is France!" Sirius' voice came.

He walked in from the outside living room and said happily, "Thank goodness you've finally woken up." ”

"How long have I been unconscious?" Evan asked.

"It's almost three days, and Dumbledore says you have strange traces of magic on you, but there's nothing wrong with that, and he doesn't think there's a need to force it awake. Sirius explained, "When the magic in you dissipates, you'll wake up." ”

Sirius pulled up a chair and sat down next to Aven.

"What the hell is going on, what do you see?" he asked hurriedly.

"The corpse of a terrifying monster, in the waters beneath Azkaban. Evan sighed and said, "Not surprisingly, it's the evil god I told you about earlier. ”

"That guy again?!" Sirius frowned, "how could they be in Azkaban, hiding in the depths of the sea." ”

"Not the two I saw before, this guy is a new evil god. "But it doesn't matter, it's dead now, and there's only one corpse left there giving birth to Dementors." ”

Hearing that the Dementors were born this way, Sirius was shocked as expected.

Evan waved his hand carelessly, no matter who it was, looking at that guy and the newborn Dementor for so long, day and night, would feel as numb as he was.

"Well, you should tell me now why we came to France, right?" Evan asked, "And, where is Dumbledore?"

"Three days ago, after you fainted, we talked to Peter Pettigrew and asked him all about the curse Voldemort left behind. Sirius sighed and continued, "He's told us everything, but Dumbledore doesn't think the information he has means anything. Voldemort doesn't seem to trust him, but is only deceiving and not telling him the true way to break the curse. ”

He looked extremely dissatisfied, and swung his fist hard into the air.

"Peter's fool used to be like that, he worshipped great power, but he couldn't tell even the simplest of truth and falsehood, he was easily fooled by Voldemort in the palm of his hand, and got nothing. Sirius said resentfully, "It wasn't worth it that Jaime actually died because of his informant, I never thought there would be such a stupid thing." ”

"I don't know exactly what spell this curse is. Evan looked at the circular snake ring on his right wrist again, "Then there is only one way left to restore the Philosopher's Stone to its integrity, we should be investigating this." ”

"That's right, Dumbledore already has a clue, he's going to make sure!" Sirius looked at Aven, "before that, he thought it necessary to let his friends see the Philosopher's Stone, so we went to France to look for ......"

"Alchemist Nicol Lemay!" said this, and Evan already knew it all, "He is the last master alchemist, the longest-living wizard in the wizarding world, the owner of the surviving Philosopher's Stone, and Dumbledore's partner in alchemy. ”

Hearing Evan say so many titles in one breath, Sirius was stunned, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I knew that I couldn't hide anything from you." ”

"Did we find him, then?" asked Evan hurriedly.

"Found it, Dumbledore brought us here. Sirius said, "We didn't have to come to France so hard, Nicol Lemay and his wife Perenar Lemay lived in seclusion in England, but after they destroyed the Philosopher's Stone the year before, they decided to spend the rest of their lives back in their native France." ”

"So, we're in Nicol's house now?" Evan looked around, the room was too lavishly decorated.

They don't look like they're in the house of a famous alchemist, but like the manor of some old noble family or pure-blood wizard.

"Nicol Lemay has been living at his alma mater since he returned to France, and by the way, he has been teaching Potions and Alchemy at the school!" Sirius paused before continuing, "This is Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. (To be continued.) )