Chapter 141: New Features of Goldfinger
After enjoying an exquisite Christmas dinner with his parents, Canaan left them Christmas presents and hurried to Hermione's small bedroom.
"Why did you come here so late?" Hermione surprised as she peeked out of the pink duvet.
"There's been a lot to deal with lately. Canaan patiently explained.
Hermione saw a few snowflakes on Canaan's hair, and took the initiative to take Canaan's cold hand and put it in the palm of her hand to care for it, "It seems to be snowing heavily outside, so shall we go out?"
"Of course I'm going out, but I promised you a long time ago, and I can't break the appointment. Canaan touched Hermione's head and whispered, "Hurry up and get dressed, let's hurry." β
"Well, but you're not allowed to peek. Hermione shyly covered Canaan's eyes, and then quickly put on the clothes that had been prepared by the pillow.
Canaan smiled helplessly, he hadn't been so serious when he slept in the same bed before.
"Where are we going?" asked Hermione, who had changed her clothes, with a curious expression.
"A place you've never been to before, guaranteed you'll love it. β
In the cramped small bedroom, sparks flew and the golden door of the space slowly opened.
Canaan took Hermione's soft little hand and walked in slowly.
On Crescent Island, patches of moonflower grass are bathed in the moonlight, emitting a little fluorescence, like a starry sky.
"It's so beautiful, these lights are better than the stars in the sky. For a moment, Hermione was stunned, and her eyes were bent into small crescents.
"There's more to it here, come with me and show you the rest..."
......
On the other side, at the Quidditch Stadium in France, a world-renowned press conference is also being held.
Guvett stood on the central platform, his dazzling light surrounded him, and he said in a loud voice, "Everyone knows that the killing curse is one of the evil black arts that there is no counterspell in the wizarding world. However, today, our Alchemy Foundation Master Azik has succeeded in developing a magic robe that can resist the killing curse. β
"Life Magic Robe!"
With a burst of screams and cheers, Guvet pulled out a fluffy black robe.
"The idea behind this robe was that the Killing Charm could only inflict damage on creatures with souls, so the Azik mage finally found a small cyst with a strong soul in the wizarding world. β
Guvet raised his life robe: "Although this robe is full of cysts, the comfort and defensive nature of the robe is still unquestionable, and we have treated the cysts with special treatment..."
In the top box in the distance, Dumbledore, Newt and the others sat together, their faces flushed with the blazing stove, dispelling the cold for them.
Guwitt's voice is still as powerful as it gets. Dumbledore ate a piece of sweet and said happily.
"A very capable pureblood, Canaan has found a good helper. Newt nodded first, then looked at Dumbledore and asked, "I've heard everything that happened at Hogwarts some time ago, how happened to the collapse of that space?"
Dumbledore shook his head, "It's too bad, we can only delay this situation for now, we're all still looking for a way." β
"Grandpa Dumbledore, is the school about to be destroyed?" Rove asked worriedly.
Dumbledore smiled kindly, touched his head and whispered, "Don't worry, it's still a year or two, and we'll fix that." β
"Mr. Headmaster, maybe Canaan has a solution. Alita suddenly said that since she was rescued by Canaan last time, she now felt that nothing could be difficult for Canaan.
Dumbledore and Newt glanced at each other at the same time, smiling inexplicably.
Seeing the strange smiles on the faces of the two old men, Alita also realized something, and her face flashed red.
Dumbledore winked at her and smiled, "Of course, he's always been my good helper." β
"Dumbledore, did you invite us over today, it cost so much, what's the matter?" Newt said with a sip of warm milk.
"Newt, Professor Kettleburn was wounded in the school's defensive battles, and I'm afraid he won't be able to teach the Conservation of Magical Creatures class anymore. Dumbledore smiled.
Newt put down the milk in his hand, looked at the fox-like smile of the old guy opposite, shook his head and said helplessly: "I know that your intention is not so simple." β
When Rove heard that his grandfather might become a professor at the school, he happily shook Newt's arm: "Grandpa, you can come to Hogwarts so that I can see you every day." β
Alita nodded approvingly.
"Your grandma is going to be angry, I can't be separated from her for long. Newt was adamant.
Dumbledore smiled when he heard this, "You don't have to worry about this, Lady Scamander will be our new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor." β
Newt: "......"
At this point, it seemed that the press conference was coming to an end.
Guvet's loud voice came from outside.
"Next, our last alchemical work, from Canaan Blaine and his teacher, Mr. Hohenheim..."
Dumbledore got up slowly: "Let's go out and have a look, this should be the best scene of this press conference, you can't miss it." β
......
In the ancient secret realm, the moonlight strikes people.
Canaan held Hermione with outstretched hands in the back, standing on the back of the frost dragon, and the two of them did the movements of the heroes and heroines of the Titanic, with a comfortable face.
"Two, fly steadily!" seemed to feel a little bumpy, Canaan scolded harshly.
"Roarβ" The Frost Dragon cried out in grievance.
"Canaan, today is my happiest day. Hermione smiled.
"I'm happy today too. Canaan buried his head in Hermione's hair, looked at the surging luck points in his mind, and said slowly.
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With the fermentation of the alchemy press conference, early the next morning, Canaan's long-awaited luck point finally reached 100 points.
Altar of the Heavens:
Number of sacrifices: 10 (10 luck points can be sacrificed once)
Number of sacrifices: 2 (50 luck points can be sacrificed once)
Number of sacrifices: 1 (100 luck points can be sacrificed once)
Luck Point: 100.2
Personal Belongings: None
At this time, the altar space in my mind also changed.
In addition to the blue and red altars, there is once again a black altar.
The quaint black altar is covered with mysterious and complex magic patterns, and the surrounding area of the altar has always emitted a black ghost, like a monster that devours people.
Suddenly, a wave of consciousness came, and Canaan also knew the purpose of this black altar.
As he had guessed before, if he consumed 100 Qi Luck Points, he could teleport to the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms through the Black Altar.
However, if you have an item from the world you want to reach, the altar needs to locate the world coordinates.
"It's not easy for this golden finger to finally give me information tips. Canaan sighed with relief, but in his heart he wondered which world to choose for the first sacrifice.
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