Thinking of this made Evan feel particularly uncomfortable.

He still remembers the book "The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts", which describes the decade when Voldemort's power was at its strongest: the era of Voldemort's rule was marked by destruction, and he and his suitors, the dark wizards known as the Death Eaters, used all kinds of coercion and inducement to strengthen themselves, spread violence and fear, and tortured those who stood in their way with the unbridled use of the Unforgivable Curse, and many Muggles were killed in the name of "amusement".

Evan had thought that this was an exaggerated modifier for the brutal rule of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, who might have killed a lot of people, but most of them were supposed to be wizards who rebelled against them.

Now it seems that this is not the case at all.

They have put it into practice and really killed a lot of innocent Muggles.

The black lake in front of him is the evidence of the crime, and the number of corpses in it is full of thousands.

In front of the powerful Dark Wizards, these ordinary people who could not do magic did not even have the strength to resist, but Voldemort and the Death Eaters still killed them and brutally made them into Yin Corpses.

So that after death, their souls and bodies will not be at peace.

This kind of behavior can no longer be described as war, and it is a complete slaughter of human nature.

Evan didn't know why Voldemort and the Death Eaters were doing this, maybe they were just doing it for fun, as the book says, or maybe Voldemort needed them to make the corpses and guard his Horcruxes, or

Evan was only cold, and a strange feeling rose from the depths of his heart.

Looking at the dark lake in front of him and thinking of what Voldemort had done, he felt surprisingly angry.

Thinking about these things, he silently followed Dumbledore.

Then, Dumbledore suddenly stopped, and Evan almost crashed into him.

Evan lost his balance and staggered by the dark waters of the lake, looking close to falling, when Dumbledore grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back.

"I'm sorry, Aven, I should have said hello. Now please stand back, stick to the rock wall, I think I've found a place. Dumbledore said, motioning for the others to follow behind.

Instead of leaning back, Evan took a step closer.

The dark shore of the lake in front of him was no different from other places, but Dumbledore seemed to sense something special.

Evan knew that Dumbledore had discovered the ship's location, and he wanted to find out how the other party had done it.

He concentrated, and saw that Dumbledore's hand was not caressing the rock wall, but slowly swiping through the air, as if trying to find and grasp something intangible.

After a few seconds, he clasped his hands together, as if grasping something in the air that no one else could see.

Along the way, Dumbledore slowly moved towards the lake, and Evan followed.

The closer he got to the lake, the more Aven could sense the abnormality.

It's an anomalous reaction to magic, very similar to what you just felt at the big rock at the entrance, only more intense.

Evan watched nervously as the tip of Dumbledore's copper-clasped shoe moved to the outermost part of the edge of the rock, still dangling his hand and holding his wand in the other.

Evan could sense the anomaly, but he didn't know what Dumbledore had found and how.

He knew that if he didn't open his mouth again, he wouldn't have a chance, so he hurriedly shouted, "Professor?!"

"I just reminded you, use your mind!" Dumbledore turned his head and looked at Evan carefully for a moment, then said in a calm tone, "You've found the trick, only one last step is left, and I can help you a little more." ”

The wand in his hand shook slightly, and he muttered something in his mouth.

As Dumbledore moved, Evan suddenly had a strange sensation, a click in his heart, as if something had shattered.

Then a cold feeling welled up from the depths of Aven's heart.

Evan found that the light around him began to daz, everything was not real, the soul seemed to float out of his body, and the world became dim black and white.

He was a little curious, what kind of magic did Dumbledore use on himself?

Evan suddenly found that he was no longer looking with his eyes, but from a strange perspective to everything around him.

It's like Dumbledore said, with the heart sensing.

"Now, watch what's in my left hand, Aven!"

Dumbledore's voice seemed to come from afar, very vague, but the meaning of the expression was conveyed to Evan's mind accurately.

He hurriedly looked down at Dumbledore's dangling hand.

He saw that Dumbledore was actually grasping something in his hand, which was a black rope that was noticeably darker than the surrounding one.

It was grasped by Dumbledore and stretched into the lake in front of him.

Below, in the depths of the lake, where the ropes are connected, the eerie black color becomes more intense, and the contrast with the surroundings is more obvious.

These blacks take on a strange shape and look as if they are a boat.

It dawned on Evan that he knew there was a wooden boat here, but it was hidden by magic, and he had not been able to see it before.

Now that the two were in comparison, he suddenly realized that these black things, which were obviously much darker than the surrounding colors, should be the traces of magic that Dumbledore had spoken.

"Good, remember the feeling and slowly raise your head. ”

Dumbledore's voice came again, and Evan did as he was told, and the light around him began to return to normal.

At the last second, he saw the lake in its entirety in front of him.

The water in the lake is noticeably different from just now, no longer the pitch black that you can't see anything, but an abnormal green, and the color becomes darker the further you go to the center of the lake.

It looks like the sap in the slug's body, which makes people feel very disgusting.

If this is also a trace of magic, then there must be some bad ingredients in these lakes, no wonder Dumbledore has been insisting that they should not touch these waters.

Beneath the green surface of the lake, there are countless gray spots of light.

Not surprisingly, those should be yin corpses.

Evan thought so, and everything in front of him gradually returned to its original state.

It was pitch black all around, with only a few wands emitting a faint glow.

Sirius, Harry, and Hermione were standing on the edge of the rock wall with pale faces, looking at Dumbledore uneasily, and his clenched fists in the air.

"Come here, Aven!" Hermione whispered, grabbing Evan's right arm and pulling him back, "Dumbledore told us all to stay back, and you stayed there. ”

"It's Dumbledore's magic, he just was"

"What are you talking about?!" Hermione said in surprise, "Dumbledore hasn't cast a spell yet, look, he's found something." ”

"I know, he found the boat, I just saw the traces of those magic. Evan explained, "Dumbledore had just cast a spell on me, and a cold feeling welled up in my heart, and everything in front of me became strange, completely different from what I see now, I see"

Evan stopped suddenly, and he noticed that Hermione had a blank look on her face, clearly not knowing what she was talking about.

Not far away, Sirius and Harry were the same, neither of them noticed anything unusual, nor did they see Dumbledore cast a spell on themselves, let alone know what they had just seen.

Everything that had just happened was so unreal that only Evan and Dumbledore knew about it.

In fact, the others had just seen that Dumbledore seemed to have found something on the ground, and he told them to stand back, but Evan suddenly walked over and stood behind Dumbledore for about two or three seconds before Hermione went over and pulled him back.

The whole process is like that, strange but nothing out of the ordinary. (To be continued.) )