......

Abandoning the floating corpse and moving on, everyone became a lot more careful.

After all, a mere title that was referred to as the Monarch of Death by ancient wizards was enough to make everyone cautious.

You know, wizards two hundred years ago were almost generally a notch stronger than they are now, of course, throwing out individual perverts, not to mention about eight hundred years from now.

And although the name of this Dead Monarch is a little second, at least, it is also an affirmation of its horror.

Maybe Dumbledore and Nicolame are done playing in it?

If this is the case, no matter what kind of murder key he has, Fan Lin will definitely turn around and leave, and never look back again.

Just kidding, whoever stops, is ......

Well, it's better not to ring anyone's name here, but instead Harry is here, thinking with his toes, Harry will definitely rush to the Sky Spirit Cover, and then rush in with a wand to save Dumbledore.

Of course, the end result is likely to be to continue hitting the streets.

But what if something miracle happens?

It's better not to pin your hopes on slim luck, which is probably why Van Lin and Hermione are more resistant to the prophecy.

First of all, in terms of mentality, the two of them have taken the lead in vetoing this kind of non-marginal thing.

Along the way, slowly, the sound of the river not only did not become more and more distant, but became clearer and clearer.

Maybe this road leads to the source of the river?

However, Fan Lin is very curious, a small space fragment, then surely, will make people find the edge.

When he was in Greece, Van Lin was fortunate enough to travel through this vast void, but what about this river?

Pour into the void and then come out from the other end, and the cycle doesn't stop?

If he had time, he would love to take a good look along the riverbank.

"It seems that there is no road ahead......"

Just as Van Lin kept looking around to find some more useful information, Rutherford suddenly interrupted Van Lin's train of thought.

"No way?"

"Yes, I smell the water, maybe something else. Rutherford said.

Fan Lin threw out a beam of light without believing in evil, and the beam of light moved straight forward to illuminate the surrounding space, and after a while, Fan Lin faintly saw some reflective light spots.

"It's the lake. "There's a lake ahead. ”

"Shall we go in another direction?" Hermione tried.

Then, the three of them began to move in other directions, but as expected, there was water all around.

After crossing the bridge, they seemed to be on an isolated island, and to make matters worse, even when they returned to where they had started, Van Lin did not find any way out.

"What are we going to do?" Rutherford frowned, "if there is a ship......

"Boat?" Van Lin exclaimed, remembering his experience in the seaside cave, but when Van Lin tried to drag the boat out of the water like Dumbledore, Van Lin didn't feel anything strange about the magic.

It's like the place where it started, the magic here has stagnated a bit, and until now, except for the traces left by the magic of a few people in Van Lin, Van Lin can't find any hidden ships at all.

"It's a sealing place. Fan Lin said helplessly, "Maybe the builders don't mean to come back." ”

"I'll take a look. Rutherford said, and under the change of Animagus, Rutherford flew out almost close to the ground.

However, this did not last long, and Van Lin saw Rutherford's blood-red wings flapping in mid-air from a distance.

"There's a rock wall over there...... Rutherford said, "and we seem to ...... Trapped inside a cave. ”

"Cave ......" Van Lin looked up at the stone ridges hanging from the sky, and Rutherford's description was not wrong.

"Are there any other discoveries?"

"Nothing. Rutherford shook his head, "It's scaryly quiet here, isn't it?"

"Oh, it looks like this. Van Lin nodded, and they didn't find anything moving in the space except for the floating corpse.

"But if it's really quiet, the rivers ...... Where did it come from?" Hermione said sharply, "if it's really an enclosed space, I don't think there's any possibility of flowing." ”

"You mean, Spring?" asked Van Lin.

"Maybe it's an underground river. "When I was studying geology, I used to hear that there were a lot of underground rivers that connected to places like caves. ”

"So, the exit is in the water. Van Lin was 100% sure of Hermione, "But, who knows there won't be anything in the water." ”

Hermione hesitated and didn't continue to speak.

Obviously, the corpse soaked in the water, this still made Hermione a little unacceptable, especially the appearance of the corpse, dark green bones, even if the water maintained fluidity, those corpses were poisonous......

"Is there any trace of Dumbledore's activities?"

"Nope. Rutherford said dryly, "If they go into the water, I won't be able to track their breath at all." ”

"It doesn't look like we have any better options. Van Lin shook his head, then pulled out all the potions he contained.

"I think we can take some antidote just in case, and, Hermione, you have to stay with me. Fan Lin said, dividing the potion in his hand.

"Do we have to go into the water?" Rutherford frowned, still very resistant to diving such a thing.

After all, as a winged creature, there is really a limit to what it can do in the water.

"There's no choice if you want to stay here forever. Van Lin said, shaking his head, and Van Lin didn't care much about Rutherford's worries.

The environment here is very restrictive to Rutherford's performance, and in fact, aside from some strenuous work, Van Lin no longer has the intention that Rutherford can help.

"I can give you a bubble head charm...... You should know how to dive. Van Lin said.

"No problem. Rutherford shook his head and stepped into the lake in front of him.

Just like the rivers that preceded them, they all converge into the quiet, over-the-top lake in front of them.

For some reason, Van Lin suddenly remembered Sirius' younger brother Regulus.

The feeling of being pulled into the water by a group of yin corpses was not pleasant, but fortunately, the black water in front of him did not give any reaction, but Rutherford's body rippled in the lake water layer after layer.