Chapter 12: The City That Will Be Destroyed!
Venice is a city built on the sea, with hundreds of bridges.
The most well-known is the Riodo Bridge.
Because Shakespeare's "The Merchant of Venice" is based on the Leodore Bridge and its surroundings.
At dusk, the Riodo Bridge is almost empty of visitors due to heavy rains. So no one noticed, and a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the river under the bridge pier.
Soon, a tattered gondola emerged from the water.
Bang!
William kicked the door open. That strength, that anger value, as if it was not a gondola that was kicked, but the coffin board of Masao Iwasato!
It's no wonder that he was so angry, he thought that he could use the magic submarine to avoid the Aurors. Who would have thought that the family of people has a gill sac grass in their hands.
The gill sac is a magical plant that resembles a slippery gray rat's tail.
After eating it, it can grow gill flippers and move freely underwater for more than an hour.
It's rare and expensive in England, but it's grown in the Mediterranean, and it's not uncommon in Venice, and it's about to become the Auror standard.
Especially the dark wizards, who jumped into the water after doing bad things. If you don't go out with some of this thing, you're embarrassed to say you're an Auror.
William and Hermione were new to the city, where could they learn about this kind of thing.
So, they didn't expect that the Aurors would all become Phelps. He also holds a wand and is incredibly fast.
Caught off guard, the gondola was attacked underwater.
Trenee is truly an enemy undercover agent.
If it weren't for the critical moment, Hermione would have lost a lot of dung eggs, and the three of them would probably have died at the bottom of the sea.
The price is that the body of water has become a fermentation pond, and even the surface of the water is a lovely yellow.
Anyway, almost all the Aurors drank a few sips of river water. There is a kind of taste of drying up this bowl of Ganges water, and being an Indian in the next life.
Tsk, sure enough, the most powerful thing is still biological and chemical weapons.
William suddenly had an inspiration. If the merfolk attacked him again, he would throw a ton of dung eggs into the Black Lake.
Come on, hurt each other!
William looked around and saw that there were no Muggles or wizards, and he stood up first.
Hermione got up, and William grabbed her and jumped towards the bridge.
Soon, another witch jumped out of the wrecked ship, with a ring of green aquatic plants wrapped around her head, and several crabs.
"Damn Aurors, sooner or later I'll learn from Arya Grindelwald to get a big nuclear bomb and blow up St. Mark's Basilica!" Tremier said angrily as she stood by the bridge.
The gondola she had changed had almost been broken by the spell.
"Alright." William comforted: "I'm a professional, it's over, help you fix it." ”
The three of them cleaned up and walked along the Schiavone promenade.
The wide stone avenue at the foot sits at the water's edge, built in the 9th century AD with dredged silt.
The promenade is also lined with upscale cafés, elegant neighborhoods and even Antonio Vivaldi's family church.
"Is the Bathilda Baghat you're looking for here?" Trenee asked.
Hermione nodded, carefully observing the house number and said, "It's around here." ”
William suddenly pointed to a house and said, "Found it." ”
The trio walked over and found it to be a medieval-style building surrounded by a low fence.
Walking along the bluestone slab, William knocked on the mahogany door,
Moments later, a house-elf opened the door.
She was dressed cleanly, with a blue headscarf, and bowed slightly, "Is it Mr. Stark and Miss Granger?" ”
"Yes, we're looking for Madame Basshat." William said.
"Come on, Madame is waiting for you." The house-elf led the three of them into the house.
As she passed by the living room, she bowed again and said, "Madame, I only see you two." ”
"Tryne, you can rest here for a while, and we'll be here later." William said.
Terenee nodded, sat down in her chair, and asked with a big grin, "Can I eat these snacks?" ”
"Of course, miss." The house-elf bowed again.
Led by the elves, William and Hermione made their way to the back garden.
The garden is full of roses, and each rose is covered with a magic cover to prevent the rain from drowning.
When I walked to the end of the bluestone path, I saw the old man who was described as withered, and Batart was sitting on a stone bench in the pavilion, covered with a blanket.
This hunched old man was small and thin, with an old appearance.
The years had bent her almost in two, and had robbed her of her eyesight, sunken deep in the folds of her skin, and inside her eyes were thick cataracts.
Bathilda Bassat is a well-known historian of magic and wizardry, and she compiled the Hogwarts textbook on the history of magic.
Bassat is also very old, almost 150 years old. The average age of a wizard is high, but it's rare to live that old.
William suspected that Nicol had given her the elixir of life made from the Philosopher's Stone.
Hearing the footsteps, Bassat turned, his white eyes open, and stared at William and Hermione with empty eyes.
When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and slow.
"I know we've never met," Bassat said, "but I think we've known both of you for a long time." ”
"Miss Granger, I read your last year's paper on the burning of witches in the Middle Ages.
Especially starting with Notre Dame Cathedral, the angle is very novel.
Albus Jr. sent me that article and I gave it a high rating. ”
Hermione had a look of surprise on her face, a little incredulous, and shy hid behind William.
"I've also read Mr. Stark's idea of the Transfiguration of the Animagus in Transfiguration Today, and it's brilliant."
She coughed, pulled out a handkerchief, and gently wiped the corner of her mouth.
After a moment of polite greetings, William asked:
"Madam, you must already know what we're here for, right?"
"I have heard of it," said the old man, "I have known Nicol for many years, and I will spare no effort to help you as much as I can." ”
"We need to find the Goblet of Fire," Hermione said, "and the guidance of the Grim Reaper shows you where it's hiding. ”
"Child......" Bassat glared at his strange and godless eyes, "my advice is, don't look for the Holy Grail and forget about it." ”
"Why?"
"The Grim Reaper always sends out the Deathly Hallows in various ways. He directs you to seek, to discover...... Why? ”
William and Hermione exchanged a look, both shaking their heads.
Yes, why did the Grim Reaper send the Deathly Hallows?
William thought about it, and could only think that he wanted to get the souls of those powerful wizards.
After all, in the story of the three brothers, even the smart third finally returned to the arms of death.
But the question arises again, if he doesn't send out the Deathly Hallows, won't these wizards die of normal old age?
"Remember the story of the three brothers?" The old man's white eyes stared straight at the two of them.
"Yes." William said.
He knows three versions of it.
Wishat seemed to know what he was thinking, and she chuckled:
"No, I dare say you didn't really read it...... No matter which version. ”
"A lot of people ignore the most important sentence, and they focus on the Grim Reaper, on the mighty Deathly Hallows......"
"Which word?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Three things, or holy vessels, taken together, make the owner the master of death......
"It's just a metaphor." Hermione retorted. "With three weapons, I don't think I can command the Grim Reaper."
Hermione now felt that the old man's longevity might mean that the sanity of the past was gone.
"Child, in the usual sense, everyone also thinks that the story of death and the three brothers is just a metaphor." The old man wrapped himself in a robe.
"But do you Deathly Hallows owners think it's just a metaphor?"
William and Hermione were speechless.
Bassat continued: "The story of the three brothers is a true and conclusive map, the most widely circulated guide.
Even the ending of collecting the Deathly Hallows is clearly told to everyone. You don't understand, because you haven't completely cracked the secret.
So I don't recommend looking for the Holy Grail. ”
"But Madame," said Hermione, "the Goblet of Fire is lost, and the Italian Ministry of Magic is hunting us.
If we find the Goblet of Fire, we may be able to catch the wizard who stole it and clear our name, so we'll have to give it a try. ”
"Kid, you're right." The old man replied, in a very sad tone.
"Earlier, the Grim Reaper guided you, and you must get it."
"It's the same as when I was here, I'm a pawn."
She let out a long sigh.
"This heavy rain is like starting a chain of events, and there will be no turning back.
No matter how unwilling I may be, you must find the Holy Grail today.
Not just because of your crimes, but also because of the ...... that is about to be destroyed City! ”
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(Ask for recommended tickets and monthly passes.)
Thanks to the tips of the two bigwigs of "Haruki Muramasa" and "Lonely Snow A745". )