Between a rocky mountain near Horn Bad Meinberg in Exentert, Germany, and a giant Stonehenge in Bad Meyneenberg, the Teutoburg Forest has a ley line known to local wizards as the heilige Linien Refers to some ancient straight tracks in the terrain, these invisible lines provide a place for the spirituality and mystery of the land, and can generate or gather the belief in magic and soul power, and in these high-concentration magical areas, there are often some magical relics left by ancient wizards like Stonehenge, and they themselves emit "energy" and "ability" , which can be exploited by wizards, and the silent people of the Department of Mysteries in many countries, as well as the members of similar institutions, use these places to explore and experiment with mysterious powers.

The Teutonic Woodland was covered in forest vegetation, and in the ruins of a huge ancient temple, several crystal balls suspended in the air with constant fluorescent flickering glows into the dimly lit underground hall.

It's a very large place, the hall is littered with broken stones, and there are Death Eaters at the entrance who are in charge of timing spells, otherwise it won't take long for the air inside to become cloudy - fortunately, the special geography here makes it easier to cast spells, although not as much as the Floating City under nuclear radiation, but it also makes it easier for the Death Eaters to prepare for these tasks.

On the north side of the hall, in addition to the remnants of the columns, there is a black mound of earth dug out of the ground, and there are many stone pillars scattered on the northeast wall of the excavation site, and there are many mud stains on them.

There were some ornate reliefs on the walls of the room, but most of them had long since collapsed and shattered, and some fungus had arched the walls and ceiling open, and it glowed eerily faintly, making the surrounding pale even more morbid. The southern wall had completely collapsed, almost merging with the dirt and rubble outside the wall. The west wall looked in the best condition, protected by powerful magical powers, and in the middle was a beautiful stone door, and the clearing in front of the stone gate had been cleared out of a large clean area.

A group of dark wizards dressed as Death Eaters gathered in front of the stone gate - recently there was plenty of money, Voldemort modeled himself on the British armed Aurors, and also equipped his men with more uniform equipment.

A few of the spell solvers carefully dotted their wands on the stone door, chanting the spell in pieces, and little by little with the crack in the door to contact the last protective spell of the door, as the wands of several people finally merged together, with a loud rumbling sound, the relief on the stone door similar to the narrative style on the Bayeux tapestry had almost disappeared, and the door was scattered with broken relief fragments.

A gust of wind poured out from the crack in the open stone door, and this cold, muddy wind transmitted the filthy smell inside the door to everyone in the temple, and the smell smelled like rotting flesh.

When the spell solvers magically pushed open the heavy stone door, they suddenly retreated, and suddenly they felt as if something was passing by.

"Who's alive in there?!!"

"What?"

"Didn't you hear laughter?"

The thin spell breaker, who had heard a very high-pitched eerie laugh, realized that he himself had heard voices that no one else could hear and began to tremble, which made the other people present stand on each other's hairs, and the foul air gushing from the door made their chests suffocate.

"Idiot, this gas has a hallucinogenic effect, you inhaled too much. Rudolphus scolded, as the head of the excavation, who had much more theoretical knowledge of the ruins than the spell breakers.

Smelling this strange smell of decay, the firelight glowed strangely in Voldemort's red eyes, and his sharp gaze fell on Rudolphus: "Rudolphus, find out what is going on inside." ”

Rudolphus was stunned, bowed to Voldemort, turned his head and nodded to the slightly emaciated and elderly spell solver, and ordered forcefully: "Hendry, go in and have a look." ”

Hendry, the white-haired, bearded, and pipe-laden spell breaker, looked horrified, his wand-holding fingers almost blue from his pinch, and his heart was full of reluctance: his master let Rudolphus in, but he had put this hapless pathfinder on himself.

Even if Hendry was reluctant, Rudolphus was far superior to him among the Death Eaters, and it was undoubtedly foolish and fatal to resist at this point, so he could only put out the pipe in his mouth and put it in his bag, and walked carefully towards the door with heavy steps, and before entering, he raised his wand, and a little blue and white fluorescent light was thrown into the room after the tip of the wand rose.

The fluorescent flicker spell illuminated the space, and it was clear that the place had been set up with spatial magic to make it look much wider from the outside, and the light source could only ensure that it could faintly see the walls on either side and a raised platform in the center of the room.

The air was filled with the smell of decay and rotting mold, but there was not a trace of cobwebs in sight, and Hendry's figure entered the door, and as soon as he took the first step into the room, a tearing and dizziness enveloped him, and the sound of his own footsteps came in a few seconds later from outside the stone door behind him.

However, after looking at it intently, Hendry was somewhat horrified to find that the scenery in front of him did not conform to all the rules of traditional geometry, and he could not understand and describe their environment for a moment.

Hendry looked back at the stone door where he had entered, he wasn't even sure if he was behind him, if his own position was horizontal, because it seemed that the relative position of everything was in a strange shift because of his slight movement, and everything in front of him was like a fisheye lens that had taken a badly distorted photograph, only more distorted and irregular— The door where Rudolphus and the others were, Hendry didn't know whether to say it was lying flat like a floor flap or standing diagonally like an outdoor cellar door, because of their curves were twisted.

However, as a veteran, knowing that this was a spatial spell or an illusion or even a visual effect caused by the control of the mind, the normal expressions of the other wizards after he entered the door made him sure that he must still be normal in their eyes, but although they could no longer hear each other's voices.

Hendry managed to calm down: it was only life-threatening to stay here, and if he went back now, he would probably be dead.

Hendry held his wand and turned it into something like a blind man's wand, and he poked the stick, which looked twisted as it was outstretched, and continued to walk inside, trying to emit more fluorescence and fall on the stone wall where the spell was cast - causing the balls of light to fly everywhere with no regularity, some of them were clearly on the ceiling and the other in the corner, but the light came from the opposite side of them.

As he got older, Hendry felt like he was about to vomit, and he could only grope the floor a little bit, the ceiling above him carved with murals he couldn't read, and the broken floor was covered with thick dust, and the surrounding area was covered with black stains, scattered with a pile of rotten and tattered fabrics and triangular lenses.

As he made his way to the middle, a ruined statue twisted into his eyes.

The statue was stamped with countless humanoid mummy-like things at its feet, as if there were still traces of red and blackened blood on it, his face bones were like skeletons, shriveled and bloodless, one of the eyes looked normal, and the other hollow was covered with a thick layer of gray puffs as if it had been filled.

Hendry noticed that the clothes on the statue resembled the black kelp at the bottom of the deep sea, and the hem of his master, the Dark Lord, who had been deformed during his duel with Dumbledore, flew in strips, looking very dilapidated, and the ends looked even more eerie due to the distortion of the vision.

The statue held a papyrus scroll in one hand, and one of its palms had been broken off at the arm, and at its feet was a black stone with fragments scattered on the floor of a skull sculpture that had been somewhat broken.

The spell solver seemed to be able to hear his own pounding heartbeat, and unknown dangers lurked in the darkness that the fluorescent spell could no longer illuminate, and he gritted his teeth and climbed up to the middle platform, where he found something extraordinary fifty feet above the ground.

There was an imprint that seemed to be made of a mysterious material, and it was unknown whether it was made of mineral metal or something embedded in an altar-like façade in the middle of the high platform, and the huge altar caused the sigil to be so large that even one could not reach the ends of it with even one outstretched arms. Something of this weight cannot be lifted by a single person.

And as he approached, the shape of the mark became normal and visible, it was in the form of a withered palm, the five fingers were slightly curved, in the palm was a shriveled gray eyeball, the upper part of the white part of the eye was a little yellowish-brown, and the pupil of the middle eyeball was covered by a jewel, which seemed to stare coldly at Hendry in front of it no matter which way it was viewed.

As they stared at each other, an indescribable fear instantly took over the spell solver's mind, enveloping him in a frenzied image of him being whispered in his ear, and the world turned upside down only as if he was in a sea of human blood, bleeding severed arms, and countless eyeballs.