Ani looked around and nodded approvingly.

Dumbledore's words can be summed up in nothing more than two words - inheritance.

Take a look at the underground palace in front of you, with a history of more than 3,000 years, which country, which ethnic group, and which culture can survive longer than it?

Few and far between!

But if it weren't for the arrival of a few people, maybe this underground palace would have to be pondered by time, quietly dissolving under the long yellow sand, and no one knows where it came from, and it was soaked in the dust.

It's all just because the inheritance has been broken.

It can also be seen that it is not advisable to be self-contained and self-cherishing, as long as it is inherited, at least someone can still remember it.

"Albus, what did you call us for?" Aini retreated from his perceptual state in some confusion, to be honest, he didn't find anything special just now, and there were not many magic patterns in operation at the moment.

"Although the lineage of ancient Egyptian wizards has been severed, I think it is interesting and meaningful to find something interesting here." As he spoke, Dumbledore took out a purple crystal ball, and from the translucent sphere, an irregular outline could be faintly seen.

"This is the Philosopher's Stone?" This fragment is basically the same as the Philosopher's Stone he has played with, but there are some minor differences, is it possible for Lemay, this kind of alchemical ultimate creation, can already be mass-produced?

"Well, of course, the Philosopher's Stone is not the only one, after all, even the world will decay, even the most wonderful alchemy items will always expire one day." Dumbledore blinked, his left hand snapped, and the crystal ball slowly floated towards Aini.

"After one success, the second time will be much easier. However, this film is only a defective product, and even Nicol can't guarantee that it will be 100% successful every time. ”

Ani took the crystal ball, and if the magic stone he had seen was anything by the standard, the fragments in the water ball were about one-fifth the size of normal.

But it gave Aini the feeling that the energy contained was less than one-tenth of the previous one, and the magic in it was agitated, and it seemed a little violent.

It seems that it is indeed a defective product that has not been successfully produced, as Dumbledore claims.

"So, we're going to recharge this dungeon?" Aini looked at the veins of magic that stretched out of the crystal ball, which was like a transformer, channeling the slightly violent magic from the shards smoothly.

"If you want to see what it was like 3,000 years ago, you have to restore it to the way it was 3,000 years ago." Dumbledore said happily that he was fascinated by exploring the unknown, as was he fascinated by the mists of history.

The three people gathered together can all be called magic seeds, the difference is that one has reached the sky, and the rest is still growing.

In some things, their hobbies are fairly consistent.

Knowing what Dumbledore was going to do, both of them became excited.

This is one of the most prominent wizarding civilizations in ancient times, and if you can really go back to it, even if you don't get any ancient magic, you can broaden your thinking.

Of course, the most important thing is to satisfy the curiosity of the kittens.

"Aini, find the original energy supply vein, and later use the crystal ball to charge the dungeon." Aside from Dumbledore himself, only Eni, who has advanced in magical perception, is up to the task.

"Okay, you're ready." After entering the dungeon, Aini scanned it with full of magic perception, and had already felt the magic veins of the dungeon clearly.

After the super-large mana nodes in the Giza Heights were depleted, the once main vein was broken into small nodes.

The reason why the arrangement in the dungeon still has a role is that after the super-large nodes were exhausted, a miniature node happened to be left opposite to the coffin.

Or maybe it was a medium-sized or small node at the time, but it has weakened more and more in the changes since then, and it has become something that is now about to disappear.

"After I cut off the current power supply of the dungeon, Aini activated the crystal ball and continuously strengthened the mana output from small to large." Dumbledore looked at Ani and said, then turned to Bill after receiving an affirmative reply.

"After a while, you stand next to the original coffin, don't get too close, and if there is a magic circle there, activate it." As he spoke, Dumbledore raised his wand, and a small silver phoenix came out of the tip of the wand and flew around Bill before becoming the size of a broad bean and burrowing into his hair.

Dumbledore then walked towards the seemingly collapsing mana node, which must be isolated before it can be powered up, otherwise the two nodes of different origins will inevitably clash with each other, and perhaps the secrets of the quest will be blown up into the sky before they are revealed.

"Alright, Aini. You're good to go. "Dumbledore seems to have cut off the connection between the magic node and the dungeon with an understatement, but in fact, most wizards can't do this even if they try their best, even the current Ani.

His eyesight has arrived, but his strength is still a little worse.

"No problem, Bill, it's up to you." The crystal ball held by Aini was purple and slowly rendered, and the magic of peace was like a clear spring, pouring into the dry river.

As the magic flowed, the remaining circles were lit up one after another.

In Aini's perspective, waves of lilac streamers surged towards the four directions of the dungeon centered on him, and the once extremely restrained and dangerous aura here began to show its claws little by little.

Bill swallowed a mouthful of saliva, although he couldn't see through the direction of the magic like the other two, but the fluctuations that came one after another when the magic array revived, let him know that the magic in the dungeon was about to flow near him.

"Bill, be careful." Dumbledore's reminder came at the right time.

But Bill waited intently for a while, and the magic power gushing out of the crystal ball had covered the entire dungeon, and even overflowed the wall and went out, but there was nothing in the coffin's position.

"Don't worry, it's coming soon." With a sense of magic, Aini naturally saw more things, and the magic flowing through the coffin in his perspective was like falling into a labyrinth, just disappearing out of thin air.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that it poured out from the other end of the magic pattern, but the magic array here was not activated, and it seemed to be somewhat lacking in power.

Sure enough, as Aini continued to increase his output, Bill also discovered the anomaly in front of him.

It was as if someone had drawn a brush in the void, and faint runes continued to appear, and soon a complex figure was formed in front of Bill.

When the magic power reaches a critical value, all the strokes light up with purple light at the same time, outlining a complex and mysterious, but faintly creepy unknown magic pattern.

"It's the first time I've seen this combination, but I've seen something similar before, containing, isolating, nourishing...... Well, let me try. With that, Bill picked up his wand and pointed at the feather-like pattern in it.

A deep black and gray color instantly infected the entire magic pattern, and at the same time, the three people in the dungeon seemed to hear a silent howl.