The wizard under the pillar opposite Harry walked towards the Black Witch in the center of the platform, holding the statue of the evil god.

As he got closer to Harry, the strange sense of disobedience grew stronger, Harry had a bad premonition, he wanted to see who this dark wizard was, but neither the torches nor the light of magic seemed to be able to penetrate the shadows under the other party's cloak, and there seemed to be a cloud of darkness covering the dark wizard's face, blocking Harry's view.

Soon, Harry gave up, his gaze uncontrollably moving to the statue of the evil god in the wizard's arms.

The statue was like an ugly stump, its outstretched tentacles writhing and seemed to consume the surrounding magic, souls, and all the life essence in the air, and even the light was distorted by the statue's devouring near it, and Harry felt as if something had been sucked out of him.

It felt like when the Dementor was near, but the Dementor sucked away the pleasure, and he didn't know what the statue had sucked from him.

In fact, Harry wasn't sure if it was his own delusion, he seemed to be getting weaker.

Only the scar on his head hurt again and again, reminding Harry that this was a real thing, not a terrible nightmare.

What Harry was sure of was that the statue was connected to the evil god, and at the same time, it was also Voldemort's Horcrux.

Inside the statue was a fragment of Voldemort's soul, so Harry could feel it and his scar hurt.

In addition to Voldemort's own violent mood swings, Harry's scars are like this every time he touches a Horcrux, but unlike previous Horcruxes, the Evil God Statue itself has great power, it can absorb the power of soul and flesh.

The statue was extremely evil, and to Voldemort it was a symbol of Voldemort's conquest of death.

Harry didn't expect that Voldemort would actually give this thing to the Black Witch.

It must have been last night, Harry had thought that the Black Witch had gone to see Voldemort at Malfoy Manor last night.

She went there to ask for help, and that's when Voldemort gave her the statue of the evil god.

The Evil God Statue can help the Black Girl gain power, and the Witch defeats the ghost of Ravenclaw, helping her get the secret of the Death's Door and the spell that opens it. Sure enough, as the Black Witch took over the statue of the evil god, the statue began to emit a faint red light, and the tentacles on it shook more frequently.

"Great master, I dedicate my delicious soul to you and show your strength. The Black Witch shouted.

As soon as she finished speaking, a red glow from the statue rose into the sky.

It seemed to have a powerful attraction, absorbing all the souls in the space who were ready to flee in all directions.

"I'm going to devour, all the essence!" a deep voice echoed directly in Harry's head.

"Great Master, lend me your strength and make mortals bow before you. The Black Witch shouted again.

She hugged the statue of the evil god and raised her wand in the air with her other hand.

"Soul, so delicious!" the voice reappeared, and Harry felt like his head was about to explode.

The light from the statue began to converge towards the Black Witch, turning into green magical energy.

The dark green magical light in front of him even became a little dazzling, Harry couldn't help but squint his eyes, and in a trance, he saw the Black Witch once again unleash her magic on the light cluster on the stone pillar, this time, the light on the stone pillar was dispersed, revealing the words that were hidden by them, and the spell that opened the door to death gradually appeared......

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In the midst of a sad melody, the procession divided into two parts and escorted the carriage slowly forward, along a narrow road towards the high ground where the castle was located, and the road circled around the whole high ground, and turning the corner, Aven's eyes suddenly brightened, and he saw the lake on the other side.

The area of the lake is huge, and if it hadn't dried up, it would have been beautiful.

But it's been dry for an unknown amount of time now, leaving only a large pit, like purgatory on earth, especially at night.

Evan leaned against the window edge of the carriage, staring aimlessly out of the window, thinking about what had happened here tonight.

This strange singing voice sounded out of nowhere, and it seemed to reveal a lot of information......

Based on the information he had, it seemed that because of the Death's Door, the land was cursed by darkness, and the wizards, guards, and all the inhabitants of the Ravenclaw family were bound here, turned into ghosts who could not transcend, even if they had been imprisoned by the power of magic for the past thousand years.

The power of the Death's Gate, the magic of the evil gods?!

Just then, Evan noticed a streak of green in the center of the lake.

Black magic?

At this time, it can still be cast here, it must be the Black Witch, what is she going to do?!

Harry and Ron must have been there, and in the green glow of the dark arts, Evan seemed to see a dark red.

What does this mean?!

There's no dark magic color that's dark red, so it's a neutral spell or some other magic that's unpleasant just to think about?!

Evan didn't do anything, he had no emotions now, so he wouldn't be worried about the safety of Harry and Ron, although intellectually speaking, this was something to worry about, but because of the lack of feelings, this kind of thing became less important.

Evan was now thinking about what he should do, the Black Witch was obviously doing some dangerous dark magic in the building in the center of the lake, and it didn't help for him to just go over like this, he alone was not sure that the Black Witch and so many Dark Wizards with Ravenclaw's claws were the opponent.

Rather than adventuring, it is better to find a breakthrough in these ghosts of the Ravenclaw family and find out what really happened in this land.

The carriage did not stop at the sudden appearance of the dark magic, and continued to drive towards the gate of the castle at the top of the hill.

Beyond the outer walls of the castle, the soldiers guarding the carriage spread out their guard in all directions.

A few minutes later, the carriage slowly stopped outside the castle gates.

The ghost of an old man in a robe with the crest of the Ravenclaw family was waiting outside the door, and he stepped forward to open the door.

"Welcome back, hosts. He said, bowing to Aven.

"You're from the Ravenclaw family, I'm not your master, you're the wrong person. Evan said, condescendingly looking at the ghost outside the car.

"No, my lord, I will not mistake the crown on your head, the symbol of the Ravenclaw family, the crown of wisdom, which only the wisest wizards and the masters of this land can possess. "I have waited a thousand years for this moment," said the old man, "to welcome you back to the castle of the Ravenclaw family." ”