Seeing the tight-lipped Slytherin, Canaan had no choice but to give up his intention to continue his exploration.

A further search of the basement found nothing but a broken notebook.

According to Slytherin, the Gaunt family had been in decay since two hundred years ago, and the fortune had been squandered by Marvolo Gaunt for generations.

Oh well, Canaan didn't expect to find any treasures here.

It was past nine o'clock in the evening when he returned to Hogwarts, and after enjoying the meal brought by the house-elves with Dumbledore, Canaan left with all the Horcruxes.

He felt that it was safer for him to keep the Horcruxes, and he had some vague new ideas about them.

As for the portrait of Mr. Slytherin, it was honored to hang in the headmaster's office, and he "mingled" with the past headmasters.

"Damn ugly bastard, how can this guy hang here!"

"He's a pure-blood disgrace!"

"A bunch of old hairs, your voice makes me sick, I should have shoved Merlin's long shoes deep into your throats so that you couldn't speak. ”

......

It didn't matter who started the war, and it wasn't until Dumbledore put a soundproofing spell in his ear that things got slightly better.

Seeing that Slytherin was still talking there, fighting with each other, Dumbledore couldn't help but rub his temples, he felt as if he had done something bad, and the headmaster's office in the future would not be at peace.

At the Alchemy Foundation headquarters, Canaan took out the three Horcruxes and the Ravenclaw crown.

These four Horcruxes, except for the ring that carried the resurrection stone, the other three are the relics of the four founders, and it seems that Voldemort was also deliberately looking for these relics at that time and chose them as his own Horcruxes.

However, it seems that there is a sense between the Horcruxes, and these four Horcruxes are trembling slightly, and a faint black qi comes out of the Horcruxes.

Looking at this scene in front of him, Canaan frowned slightly.

He thought about it for a moment and decided to bring the Horcruxes into the mirror space, where he could use more spatial power, and even if these Horcruxes rioted, he wouldn't have to worry.

At this moment, in the misty woods, a sleeping serpent awoke from the darkness, as if sensing something, it raised its head of a triangular snake glowing with a ghostly light, and its cold vertical pupils stared in the direction of London.

In the mirror space of the laboratory, the fluctuations of the four Horcruxes became more and more intense, and the black qi emitted by them converged together, forming a humanoid black shadow.

Canaan's arm swiped and a mirror-like barrier formed in the space, separating the four Horcruxes.

Without the supply of black gas, the figure roared unwillingly, and the vicious eyes glanced at Canaan one last time, and then scattered.

Canaan held his chin, he had planned to sacrifice the Horcruxes to see what he could get, but now he dismissed the idea.

Because these Horcruxes seem to have their own consciousness and have a good ability to bewitch, if these Horcruxes are really allowed to flow into the heavens and all worlds, it will undoubtedly be a catastrophe for the weaker world.

Moreover, as long as a Horcrux exists, Voldemort will not actually be killed.

I don't know what happened to the notebook that was taken to another world by Jorinst.

Thinking of this, Canaan took out the ring of the Gaunt family, and he wanted to see if he could destroy the soul of Voldemort stored in it without damaging the resurrection stone.

With a slight movement of his lips, red gas erupted from the tip of the staff, slowly enveloping the ring.

This is the magic he found in the Asgardian Library, and this red gas has a very corrosive effect on the soul.

Soon the ring reacted, and a cloud of black gas came out, screaming, and scorching a large amount of green smoke.

It roared incessantly, as if it were cursing unwillingly.

The square resurrection stone glowed faintly, and Canaan only felt like he was being pulled into an illusion.

He saw a hospital burning with a raging fire, screams one after another, yellow thieves fleeing in a hurry, and patients killed by smoke.

And he himself was lying on the ground, still struggling weakly forward.

The sight of it all seems so familiar... Passing through the scene before him, he gradually seemed to forget his identity.

At this time, there was a voice that seemed to whisper in his ear, as long as he wore the ring, he would not die, and this voice was full of seduction.

Canaan's eyes began to blur, and his footsteps slowly moved towards the ring in front of him.

However, the emerald on Canaan's body emitted light, and the coolness soaked his heart, instantly awakening him.

Canaan shook his still somewhat confused head, sweated in shock, and came to his senses.

He looked at the ring in front of him, a little scared.

The ability of this resurrection stone is indeed strange, he is so far away, this stone can silently immerse people in the fear of the past, lose themselves.

It's no wonder that Dumbledore also missed, took the ring, and ended up under a curse.

Looking at the black gas that was still screaming, Canaan increased the output of mana, and more and more red mist sprayed out of the wand, encircling the ring tightly and dissolving the black gas fiercely.

With a roar, it wasn't until the last trace of black qi disappeared that Canaan exhaled slightly.

But he didn't dare to let his guard down, and he placed the ring in a glass bottle filled with red gas.

He was going to let it go for a while to see what it would do, and if Voldemort still had a little remnant soul left in the ring, it wouldn't be fun.

......

Back on Crescent Island, Canaan came to the square, bathed in the silver moonlight, and began to practice the elves' meditation methods.

This meditation method helped him a lot, not only refining his physique, but also greatly increasing the growth of his magic power.

It was two hours before Canaan stopped meditating with beads of sweat on his face.

"Mana: 745!" Canaan frowned slightly as he looked at the value detected by the magic watch.

He noticed that his mana growth had dropped a bit lately, and perhaps as Dumbledore had said, he had reached another magic bottleneck.

Before, he relied on the Elven Meditation Method to break through the first magic bottleneck, and now he doesn't know if this meditation method can help him break through the second magic bottleneck.

Lying on the roof of the thatched house next to the square, Canaan holding cold juice in his hand, blowing the sea breeze from all sides, not to mention how pleasant.

Listening to the shouts of martial arts training could still be heard on the mountainside in the distance, Canaan nodded with satisfaction, it seems that under Kangra's teaching, this group of squibs is indeed very diligent.

"Luck Point: 50.3"

The last time I was in Asgard, I had a luck point of 143.2, and I returned from the Marvel world and consumed 100 points, and the sporadic increase during this time was 50 points.

Canaan was very entangled in his heart, he originally wanted to save up 100 points and wait to return to the Marvel world, but these 50 luck points were like cat's paws, constantly tickling in his heart.

"Do it once?" he said to himself.

"Let's do it once!" he nodded heavily after a moment's thought.

"Get a cheaper one, just once. Canaan said to himself with an oath.

He took out a bronze heavy sword, which he had in Asgard, which was made of a special material, and the dwarf was forged with a little bit of a stellar heart, which was quite valuable.

Hope to open a good thing.

Then he immersed his consciousness into the blue altar in his mind.

"Sacrifice!"

The blue altar glowed, and with a "ding!" sound, the bronze heavy sword vanished, and Canaan looked expectantly at Goldfinger's inventory.

Personal Item: Golden Desert Eagle (From the World of Crossfire, this gun has a lot of recoil and is a significant collectible value. [Extractable]

"Oh,. Canaan pulled out the pistol, weighed the Desert Eagle, and said helplessly.

It's really cool, but it doesn't work for him right now.

Casually throwing the pistol into the storage bag, Canaan couldn't help but look at the remaining luck points in his mind.

“40.3！”

"Do you want to do it again?"

"The blue altar is too inaccurate, and 10 luck points is a lot, so it's going to take a long time. ”

"It's only 10 o'clock, give it a go, and there will be a miracle!"

“......”

At this time, Canaan seemed to be caught in a situation of war between heaven and man, and the two voices in his head were constantly arguing.

"In that case, let's do it again!" said Canaan, slamming himself from the ground.

This time, he took out a piece of golden armor from his storage bag, which was a magic weapon he had brought out from Kama Taj, and it had good defensive power, although he hadn't tried it himself, but he thought it should be able to resist the attack of a firearm.

"Sacrifice!"

The Blue Altar activates again, and with a "ding" sound, something new appears in your personal inventory.

Rat Charm (from the world of Jackie Chan Adventures, function unknown) [Extractable]

Extracting the rat charm, Canaan held back the joy in his heart, compared to the pistol just now, this rat charm is much more useful.

The world of Jackie Chan Adventures tells the story of Jackie Chan, an archaeological explorer, who brings his quirky niece Yu'er and his magical father to fight against the forces of darkness.

And this rat charm comes from the big boss in the early stage of the anime, the Holy Lord. It possesses the ability to turn dead things into living things.

However, this ability is not without limitations, no matter how high the strength of the living creature is, it will not surpass the Holy Lord.

After simply playing with the rat charm in his hand, Canaan was ready to test the power of this charm.

At this time, another world's Chinatown, in an old building full of antiques.

A girl with short hair and a red coat looked at the armor that suddenly appeared in front of her in disbelief.

And the spell she had been playing with was gone.

What's going on?

It was a long time before she realized something, and she patted her head weakly.

"Wow! The rat spell is gone, Uncle Long won't kill me!"

......

On the other hand, in order to test whether the power of the rat charm is true, Canaan pressed the charm on a stone, a tree, and a house.

I have to say that the ability of the rat spell is really strong, and the moment the spell ability is activated, these dead things seem to come to life, except that they can't speak, they all seem to have a high IQ.

Especially the big tree, when he saw Canaan standing in front of it, the leaves shook with a stir, as if he was startled.

Then it pulls the rhizome straight out of the dirt, throws off its steps and runs.

The point is, this girl's running speed is not slow.

Later, it took a lot of effort for Canaan to take the rat charm out of its body and plant it back in place.

......

The next day, Canaan whistled and came to the principal's office early.

"Looks like you're in a good mood. Dumbledore took a sip of warm milk and smiled.

"What are you looking for me for?"

"I'll show you this. Dumbledore handed over a book.

"What is this?" the book looks a little older.

"A true Slytherin heritage, he's studied things for most of his life. Dumbledore said slowly.

Canaan said incredulously, "That old thing didn't let you make an oath or anything like that before he gave you this book?"

Dumbledore shook his head, "He's not a stingy man, and he can't tell you because he once made an oath that he could only pass on the legacy to the true Slytherin heirs." ”

"Okay, but what about the old fellow, wasn't you hanging in the headmaster's office before?" Canaan said as he swept around, a little puzzled.

"He said he liked the taste of Ravenclaw, so I hung him in your lounge. Dumbledore paused, then continued, "Of course, if you don't like it, I can change his position." ”

Canaan shrugged: "Forget it, after all, it's not easy to lick a dog." ”

Moreover, there seemed to be a Ravenclaw statue in their common room, and Slytherin was the only one to go to the statue.

Then Canaan opened the book in his hand. 、

This book is truly a true Slytherin legacy, and it is a complete account of how wizards use magic to become gods.

"What do you think?" Dumbledore asked slowly, seeing Canaan finish the book.

Canaan thought for a moment and commented, "It's an interesting method, but it requires too much of a demonic essence, and it won't necessarily succeed." ”

Poseidon may have succeeded, and according to the time recorded in the book, it seems that he is about to pass the metamorphosis period. ”

"You may be optimistic, Mr. Headmaster, that is just Slytherin's speculation, who knows if Poseidon will show up, after all, he is an antique from 10,000 years ago. ”

Dumbledore shook his head and said with some solemnity: "Canaan, Fitz's full name is Fiz Atlantis, and only a few people know his surname, and I am the one who knows." And the founder Slytherin also mentions in the book that Poseidon's surname is also Atlantis. It was only after so much that I thought about everything. ”

He shook his head slightly and continued, "I think my student was instructed by Poseidon at that time, not only to steal the fish-man crown, but also to take the trident from the secret realm of Dragon Valley, after all, it originally belonged to him. ”

Canaan also touched his chin and groaned: "If Poseidon has really recovered, it may be that there is something wrong with his body, otherwise he can do it himself." ”

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