With a suitcase in one hand and a wand in the other, the tip of the wand glowing faintly, Joel slowly navigated the darkness through the woods.

Looking down at the surface and not letting go of any clues, it has been 1200 years since the writing of the seven ancient books, Joel doesn't expect the clues to be complete, but since the system has issued a mission, it proves that there must be traces to follow.

After an hour of walking on dead branches and rotten leaves, the moonlight was now hidden by the branches that obscured the sky, and the sound of rustling sounded in the forest.

Joel stopped, and three fat squirrels leaped overhead.

He shook his head slightly, feeling a little oversensitive.

With a wave of his wand to drive away the flies around him, he continued to move forward.

The soles of his feet lightly stepped on the damp grass, and with a muffled sound, Joel felt like he had stepped on something hard, and his body sank down slightly.

He quickly lifted his feet and stepped back.

Looking down, Joel found a round stone slab in the wet grass, the surface of which was covered with rotten materials such as dirt and weeds.

With a flick of his wand, he gave the slab a discriminating spell, and the spell struck the slab and caused a puff of dust, and the slab did not change.

Seeing this, Joel breathed a sigh of relief, and he used a new cleaning spell to sweep away the moss and dust from the slate, and finally saw the whole picture of the slate.

The top of the slate is carved with a line of runi characters, and a lithograph in the center occupies most of the slate, nine beautiful girls wearing war robes, wearing war helmets, holding spears, riding war horses, standing outside a long staircase, the end of the long staircase is a magnificent palace, in front of the palace, the figure of the nine girls is extremely small.

ásgarer……

Joel looked at the text beneath the lithograph, stunned.

Asgard? Lithographs depicting Valhalla? Is this connected to Norse mythology again?

Before he could think about it more, the system had already come with a hint: the World Tree Slate Puzzle to the Secret Realm (1/9).

This hint is categorized in the quest to find the Ancient Mysteries, which means that collecting the remaining eight tablets counts as finding an important clue to the Ancient Mysteries.

Joel placed the slate in his suitcase, holding his wand and moving on.

In the middle of the night, it was raining cold, and although Joel protected himself with a waterproof and damp charm, the rain fell on the ground, making it more and more difficult for him to move forward, one foot deep and the other shallow, splashing muddy water on his trousers.

Why don't you stop here today, anyway, there is time for a Christmas holiday, and now go back to the hotel to take a hot shower and sleep?

The lazy soul won an instant and overwhelming victory in Joel's heart, and in the end he was still a lazy dog.

He extinguished the light of his wand and was about to leave the forest with his illusion, when his body spun in place for half a circle, but he felt the magic in his body stagnate, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was still in place.

What is the situation? Joel looked confused, and he called up the system panel, making sure he had learned to apparition.

At this time, he heard a faint voice from the vast rain.

Joel's heart palpitated, he was suspicious, and quickly changed into the form of an Animagus raven, and flew towards the source of the sound, after a period of uninterrupted practice, he was now quite skilled in flying, and could take off anytime and anywhere in any kind of bad weather.

"The anti-apparition ban is ready, no other wizard apparition will enter this forest tonight, now you do as I say......"

Joel perched on a tree branch, and not far in front of him there were two men conspiring to discuss something, speaking English with a smell of hair, they were stout, wearing brown mink coats with their muscles hidden in their coats, and the other was dressed in the same way, closing their eyes and recuperating, not participating in the discussion.

This image is very familiar.

The Eternal Nightmen of the Far North, Joel is no stranger to them, they had dealt with them in their first year, when they wanted to capture Professor White's father, Constantine, and seek the secret of a powerful spell, but Joel and Professor White together wounded the leader of the Eternal Night, Andre, and the operation was forced to be interrupted.

Joel had expected the Eternal Nights to fall apart after the collapse of the Soviet Union and be banned by a new organization, but he didn't expect that this mysterious organization would still be extremely strong.

"William!" A voice was low and urgent, and the man had a beard, "Why don't you use a silencer charm!" What happens if someone hears the secret? ”

"Lermontov, what are you afraid of?" William was a young man, and his words were a little dismissive, "The anti-illusion transformation spell has been cast, who will stay in the forest in the middle of the night?" ”

William was born in England as a child, came to Durmstrang after the age of 11, and after graduation, thanks to his mother who lived in the Soviet Union, he joined the Eternal Night after the collapse of the Soviet Union, and worked as an assistant to the envoy in Norway.

As an old man who joined the organization during the Soviet era, Lermontov was obviously very dissatisfied with William's attitude, "This is our code of conduct!" You must abide by it when you join us! ”

"Chief," Lermontov complained to the man who was sleeping with his eyes closed, "look at him......"

Joel's gaze also moved to the man's face, and his pupils contracted slightly, obviously surprised.

The leader Joel is all too familiar, Andrei Ulyanov, who was the head of the Eternal Nights of the Soviet Ministry of Magic three years ago, he has lost a lot of weight compared to three years ago, his original strong body has collapsed, and there are many gray hairs on the top of his head, he is now like an old man who is dying, his eyes are dull, and the candle of life no longer favors him.

"It's okay," Andre coughed twice, "I don't need to use the silence charm, I'm more concerned about the secret treasure in his mouth." ”

"Chief Ulyanov, this is what I found from a Norwegian, and it is absolutely worth a fortune, no, even a country!" William was so excited that he took out a stone tablet from his bosom and offered it to Andre, Joel had amazing eyesight after transforming into a raven, and he could easily see the details on the stone tablet when he was less than five meters away.

Niflheimr, Niflheim.

Another country in the Norse mythological world tree, the stone slab is painted with mist and ice and snow all over the mountains, and at the bottom of the painting lie several frozen humans, the breath is solemn and bleak, and everything is silent here.

"That's it?" Andre took the slate and looked at it twice, but didn't find anything strange, "Valuable?" ”

"There's a Norse mythology painted on it," said William......, who had apparently studied the lithograph specifically, and he and André described it carefully.

"Well, and then what?" Andre boasted that his patience was not good, but the current situation could no longer help him to act recklessly, so he had to force his impatience to listen to William's words, "What you said is priceless? ”

"There are nine tablets," said William, "and you will find the secret books left by the ancient Norse wizards, many of which are powerful and can help you revive the Soviet Union......

"Where did you hear this legend?" André received a message from the Norwegian envoy to Wilhelm this evening, and set off with his henchman Lermontov, and it took him a long time to come to the Norwegian forest, where he was exhausted and in a very poor mental state.

"Seller, this slate is the property left by his ancestors, nine slate fused together to open the secret treasure requires incomparably deep magic, but unfortunately he is a squib, this thing is useless in his hands, he plans to go to the market to sell it for a good price, and I happened to bump into it," William said it all, "I read his memory with the Regent Mind, and the other eight slate are in this forest, we can find them all tonight." ”

"Hmm......" Andre turned his wand, "what did you do with that squib?" ”

"Killed." William's eyes showed a scarlet light, and his tone was grim.

Andre nodded with satisfaction, "Then you can find it, and I'll see what kind of tricks a few stone slabs can be put together." ”

William and Lermontov began to search for the slate, with Joel behind them, keeping a safe distance as much as possible and imprinting the contents of the slate they found in their minds.

He didn't expect that the people of the eternal night had also come to the Norwegian forest to find the secret treasure.

Despite the strength of the Eternal Night, Joel does not intend to give away the Secret Treasure, compared to the first grade, he now has more hole cards and stronger strength, three years ago he was able to make Andre return with a serious injury, and he can naturally do it today.

William and Lermontov were moving fast, they focused all their attention on their feet, and Andre was tired from the day, and with the anti-illusion ban in place, it was inevitable that they would relax a little, and they had no idea that a wizard would follow them in the form of a raven.

When the rain was about to stop, the two Eternal Nightmen found the remaining seven tablets, unaware that the last Valhalla tablet was in Joel's hands, and were still searching around the forest.

Joel watched them rummage through the forest twice, braving the pouring rain, and the night's search had made them so tired and impatient that a string was about to break.

"Rebirth: The Great Age of Waves"

The timing was perfect.

Joel began to carry out the plan he had been planning for the night, he flew away from the Eteryas, changed back into human form, used his wand to apply Transfiguration to the nine dead branches, and in order to avoid being detected by the Eteryals, he deliberately spent a lot of money to upgrade the Transfiguration to perfection at 2400 Galleons.

Comparing the slate in his memory to the perfect transfiguration, Joel thought that there was no difference between him and the original slate.

He first tried to put together nine stone slabs, they fit together perfectly, the curves at the edges of the slate are crookedly connected, and they form the shape of an ash tree, reaching up to the sky, and the nine stone slabs are on one side, representing the nine kingdoms of Norse mythology, and the three thick roots divide the World Tree into three parts, one into Asgard (the land of the Aesir gods), one into Jotunheim (the land of giants), and the last one into Nifolheim (the land of fog).

Then nothing changed, Joel scratched his head in annoyance, sure enough, Transfiguration could not really imitate the charm of these stone tablets, he had to get the body of nine stones.

Joel cast a spell on himself, and sped in the direction of the Nightman with nine stone tablets.

"Where's the last slate?" William was so anxious that he had eight stone slabs in front of him that had been put together, and only the last Asgardian slab remained, and the puzzle was completed.

"Could it be that someone else picked it up?" Lermontov spoke, leaning against the trunk of a tree and panting, pulling a bottle of water out of his pocket, and resting for a moment after a night of searching.

"It's not impossible," said Andre, who had been following the two of them, "after all, these slabs are old, and it's normal for them to be picked up in the forest. ”

After not sleeping all night, Andre's mental state was not good, his originally straight waist was slightly bent, and dark circles appeared under his eyes.

Lermontov was depressed, their night's efforts seemed to be in vain, he smashed the trunk of the tree hard, the branches and leaves trembled for a while, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking the air above his head, and he subconsciously dodged to the side.

A stone slab fell from between the branches and fell at Lermontov's feet.

"This ......" Lermontov was dumbfounded, and William on the side saw that the stone slab immediately took it, aiming it directly above the eight stone slabs to form the canopy of the Sky Tree.

"It's done!" William was so excited that he shouted for André to come and watch.

"What's next?" Andre asked, looking at the nine stone slabs that were tightly knit.

"Next ......" William scratched his head, he didn't know what to do next, and the memories of the Regent's telekinesis didn't contain that.

"Try to channel mana to the roots of the tree?" William tentatively suggested, "I think the magic will flow down the roots of the tree to every corner of the World Tree. ”

The tip of Andre's wand lightly tapped against the thick roots of the stone slab at the bottom, and a pale-blue magic was visible to the naked eye.

The slate was unresponsive.

"That's what you call priceless?" Andrei's voice cooled, he still had a lot of things to deal with in Russia, William's words kept him up all night, and he was now surprisingly angry, eager to dismantle William.

"Chief Ulyanov, I ......" William couldn't argue, the matter of the secret treasure was true, but the slate in his hand was not a fake, how could he explain it?

Lermontov snorted coldly, "In the future, there is no need to report this kind of uncertain matter, our leader has a lot of opportunities to solve, and you can't afford to take responsibility for delaying important things." ”

"Back to Moscow, Lermontov." Andrei commanded.

Andrei didn't want to stay here for long, he didn't even care about William, he just wanted to go back to his Moscow residence and get a good night's sleep, since he was seriously injured three years ago, his body was getting worse day by day, and he had to get enough rest to complete his daily work.

After the ban was lifted, William had to watch Lermontov and Andrei disappear into thin air.

"Damn it!" William picked up the Asgardian Valhalla stone slab and smashed it to the ground with all his might, splashing muddy water, he had hoped to make a fortune by offering secret treasures, and now Andre Ken had his head in good shape.

Enraged, he pulled out his wand and fired a spell at the slate in the muddy water to vent his hatred.