Cursing the Gryffindor and Slytherin sons, Pock stole the Elven Sword.

Tertius listened with a blank face, as a spell solver at Gringotts, he dealt with goblins on a daily basis, and was well aware of their inferiority:

Greedy, money-conscious, and full of lies.

The elves' ability to add oil and vinegar is no less than that of Rita Skeeter, so it's good to listen to their stories.

Moreover, Tertius did not care about the historical legacy of the sword, he was more concerned about the ...... at the moment

Where is Ravenclaw's grave?!

"The entrance is at the bottom of the River Clyde." Pork said proudly:

"I've been here several times, cleaned up the mud, and successfully found the gate of the dungeon, but it's just ......"

"It's just that you can't open the door and need me to help you break the spell?" Teltius said.

"That's right." Polk excitedly exclaimed, "You are the best spell solver in Gringotts, and the tombs of many pharaohs in the Valley of the Kings have been opened. ”

Tertius laughed to himself, "But this is Ravenclaw's tomb, she is the wisest witch in the world, and she wants to crack her tomb...... The difficulty will be high! ”

Pock knew that Tertius was asking for his payment, and he laughed:

"As long as you can enter this treasure vault, all the harvest, you and I will split the account, how about it?"

Tertius was surprised, and his eyes twinkled as he looked at the old goblin in front of him.

It seems that the magic of the entrance is really strong, so that Pork has no way to do it...... Otherwise, it is impossible to split the account in five or five.

His heart moved, and he quickly grinned: "Deal...... Hurry up and take me there. ”

The two continued on their way, finally reaching the river.

After the heavy rains, the already fast-flowing river swelled, roaring through mud, floating grass and broken dead logs.

Teltius looked at the mighty and turbulent brown rapids, and couldn't help frowning: "We're going down to the bottom of the river?" ”

The water looked deep and urgent, and he didn't want to go down, and he was accidentally swept away by the undercurrent.

"Not really." Poke stepped on a flat boulder under his feet and excitedly said:

"I've already dug a thief hole that can lead up to the entrance to the dungeon."

Polk waved his arm, and the boulder slowly floated up, revealing a hole more than a meter in diameter.

Polk lit an oil lamp and entered the cave first, followed by Tertius, who was so tall as the elves that he could only hunch.

Orange flames led the way, and the tunnel winded and narrowed, and after a long walk, the two reached a dim cavern.

"This is the door to the tomb." Polk walked briskly over to a boulder, pulled a dagger out of his pocket, and slashed it away, only to spark a long string of sparks!

Not even a dagger made by a goblin could pierce a single bit, and Tertius now finally believes that Pock is not lying!

He stepped forward, first pressing his ear against the rock wall as if listening, and then tapping his wand on the rock, muttering words.

Pork's eyes widened, and he saw that the boulder, which had been dull and dull, slowly showed a faint thin line, like a slender silver vein, spreading across the rock.

They were at first nothing more than pale spider silk, very thin, and only shimmered intermittently when the wand was clicked, but as the Tertius spell grew faster and faster, the lines grew wider and clearer.

Finally, the entire pattern is discernible:

A huge eagle with a crown on its head and a magical creature like a fish in its talons.

With his wand, Terthius touched the eagle lightly, and he muttered a spell, the silver lines shining and fading...... The massive gray rock still didn't move.

"How?" Polk couldn't wait to ask.

"It's hard, it's hard!" Teltius stared at the rock wall, frowning:

"I've never seen anything like it, Ravenclaw."

"Can't even you open it?" Pork was a little disappointed.

Tertius glanced at Pock, then took a step back and said, "This is Ravenclaw's tomb, it will take some patience and time!" ”

"How long will it take you?"

"It's hard to say." Tertius laughed, "But there's one thing, I think we have to discuss it first......"

"What are you discussing?" Pock asked.

"When are you going to die!"

Tertius suddenly raised his wand, and the tip of the wand shot a ball of light that landed on Pock.

Before Pock could react, the black magic sliced open his entire spine to his abdomen, spurting his internal organs and blood into the dust, red as grapes.

Pock fell to the ground, exhaling more than inhaling, and as Tertius approached, he crouched down and chuckled:

"Don't blame me for being ruthless, this is the tomb of Ravenclaw, how can it be fifty-five? Even if it's ninety-one points, I can't bear it.

Besides, there may still be a Ravenclaw crown that has been missing for a thousand years in the tomb, and if it is found, will it be for you, or for me?

When the time comes, we will still inevitably have a fight, so it is better to solve you now. ”

Pock glared at Tertius, but the blood in his mouth was so good that he couldn't speak.

"Don't look at me like this, since you're here to rob the tomb and do this kind of illegal deed, you will have the consciousness of being killed." Teltius smiled and said:

"But don't be upset, when I break the magic, enter this tomb, and bury you in it."

"It is the greatest honor of your life to be buried in the same tomb with Ravenclaw!"

A mellow voice suddenly sounded. "Professor Ravenclaw is my beloved elder and had a goblin buried in her grave...... As a junior, I don't agree. ”

Hearing the stranger's voice, Tertius's hair stood on end, and he immediately picked up his staff and looked into the distance.

It's just that after recognizing the comer, Tertius, who was originally terrified, instantly regained his composure.

The cave was dimly lit, and although he couldn't see the real person's appearance, he could tell that he was just a teenager, not an adult wizard!

Tertius smiled grimly and said:

"Boy, you followed us in?"

"I can only say that I met by chance, I have been here before, and I am standing where you stand." Rove smiled:

"The place where the elf named Polk lay is where Professor Hufflepuff stood, but that was a thousand years ago."

Tertius was made to laugh at this, and he thought that this kid was ten out of ten in his head.

"It's Hufflepuff again, it's a thousand years ago, you old age...... Why don't you say you attended a Ravenclaw funeral? ”

Rove said with a strange face: "That's right, I did attend the funeral, and I helped Ravenclaw carry the coffin with my own hands." ”

"I said I was a Gryffindor!" Tertius raised his wand again, his face grim, and shouted, "Avada suo!" ”

Rove seemed to understate a sideways turn, but in the electric light, dodging the green light, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes burst with brilliance like snake eyes, and said coldly:

"Death Gaze!"

Tertius saw the young man's magical eyes, the expression on his face froze, his body became pale and stiff, his eyes widened, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

"Gryffindor is much more handsome than you." Rove stepped forward and said calmly:

"Of course, Gryffindor is still far inferior to me, as Professor Hufflepuff admits."

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(End of chapter)