"Blake, you've seen it, next to Stonehenge?" Fudge looked at Calvin, who was sitting across from him, and asked casually.

"Ah, oh," Calvin, who had been distracted, replied when he heard Fudge's words, "all right, Connelly, go see Stonehenge." ”

In fact, Calvin's mind was not on Stonehenge at all, he was now thinking about Sirius and Barty Crouch.

"Calvin, are you sure you can solve the problem of Stonehenge?" Fudge asked worriedly, "Those few broken stones cost the ministry almost 20,000 Galleons a month." ”

Seeing those Garons being taken away by the Department of Mysteries, and finally only exchanged for a few bottles of unknown potions, Fudge's heart was dripping blood, and it was even more uncomfortable to watch others take money than he lost money.

"Connelly, I can't make a judgment until I look into it." Calvin rubbed his hands together a little excitedly, "But I don't think Stonehenge will be more challenging than the pyramids and the Parthenon." ”

The minister's carriage soon arrived near Stonehenge, which was now not open to Muggle visitors, so there were not many people around, and a few were also wizards from the Ministry of Magic.

Walking through the shielding spell set up for the Ministry of Magic, Calvin could easily see a large magic circle of boulders not far away.

Unlike Calvin's imagination, Stonehenge is not a group of scattered stones, but a patchwork of places, with a strong regularity in their placement.

Unlike the pyramids and Greek temples, Calvin did not see the traces of time left on Stonehenge, which indicates that there was magic at work around Stonehenge.

Calvin looked inside, and the arches made of hundreds of boulders formed several concentric circles, and in the center of the circle, there was a large stone arch. Calvin could clearly feel a powerful wave of magic coming from there.

"It's a lot more exciting than the pyramid." Calvin sighed to himself.

"Let's go, I'll show you the broken stones." Fudge led Calvin down a gravel path.

However, a small wizard in a blue wizard's robe quickly stopped by Fudge and said seemingly respectfully, "Minister Fudge, why are you here?" Stonehenge is dangerous, and recently it has expanded its reach. If you want to come and visit, it's best to give us enough gold galleons. ”

Fudge's fat round face twitched, and he said with some dissatisfaction, "Jack Travers, I remember that I just gave you ten thousand Galleons last week, don't tell me you spent it so quickly." ”

"Traverse? Of the Sacred Twenty-Eight? Calvin looked at the diminutive wizard secretly.

"Well, I'm mistaken," said the diminutive Jack Travers, sneeringly, "we wouldn't advise you to come near Stonehenge in principle, Minister, for it would be a big trouble to hurt you." ”

"It's not like I haven't been here." Fudge can be regarded as showing a bit of ministerial majesty.

"Then this strange wizard shouldn't be a member of the Ministry of Magic, right?" Travers saw that he couldn't stop Fudge, and turned his head to look at Calvin, who was speechless, "Then I don't think he should be able to get close to Stonehenge." ”

Calvin glanced at him coldly, waiting for Fudge's move.

Fortunately, Fudge didn't disappoint him, "Traverse, I remember never having a law that forbade wizards outside of other Ministry of Magic members from approaching Stonehenge. Or is your Department of Mysteries already above the Wizengamot? ”

Travers's face quickly became uncontrollable, and he said coldly: "I am also kind enough to remind you that there are too many wizards who are not self-sufficient and have died because of Stonehenge. ”

Then he stared at Calvin, "Your name is Calvin, right, I hope you can still have dinner today." With that, he turned and left.

Calvin looked at Travers in the distance, raised his eyebrows, and said, "What a domineering Department of Mysteries." I thought he was the Minister of Magic. ”

"Hmph," Fudge ignored Calvin's yin and yang weirdness, "let's go." ”

The two soon reached the outermost part of Stonehenge, and Calvin was about to take a closer look at the stones that made up Stonehenge, but found that Fudge was at least 50 feet away, and he did not dare to get any closer.

"Connelly, aren't you coming in?" Calvin asked.

"No, no." Fudge was a little nervous, "Stonehenge is really dangerous to me, Calvin, you should be careful." ”

Calvin nodded, and began to look closely at the giant stones.

From a distance, it looks like a large, unprocessed stone, but when you get closer, you can see that it is covered with all kinds of strange patterns.

Calvin recognized it at a glance, it was an ancient magic script.

Unfortunately, Calvin's knowledge was not enough to discern the specific meaning of these scripts.

Calvin took out a piece of parchment and prepared to record the graphics of the magic scripts and go back to the professionals to see.

However, when he finished drawing the scripts, the entire parchment spontaneously combusted, and before Calvin could even save it with the Freezing Charm, the entire parchment was destroyed.

"It's kind of funny, it even comes with a self-destruct program." Calvin took out a piece of parchment again, and cast a spell in advance, so that he could successfully copy the ancient magic inscriptions on the boulder onto the parchment.

Calvin carefully pressed his right hand to the boulder and began to investigate the inside of the boulder. Sure enough, there was another mystery inside the stone, and there was an alchemy core in the center.

Yes, it's rough, but it's really an alchemical core.

This is Calvin's specialty, and he easily understands the role of this alchemy core - stability.

Stable?

Calvin had a hint of doubt in his mind.

He quickly came into contact with the other boulders around him, and found that all of them had an alchemical core inside them that served as a stabilizer.

Calvin ventured into the interior of Stonehenge again, and found a boulder at the penultimate turn, the alchemical core of which had been damaged. Calvin took a step back, observing the particular stone, and soon found a puddle of blue-purple potion at the base of the boulder.

"This is probably the potion that Fudge said the Department of Mysteries used to suppress the magic of Stonehenge." Calvin crouched down, dipped his fingers in the pod, put it under his nose and sniffed it, analyzing its composition.

Dragon's blood, moonstone, Mosken grass juice, the main ingredients are these three, and there are some auxiliary herbs to go back and analyze again. Calvin took out the crystal bottle and prepared to take some potions from the ground back.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do this, it's a Ministry of Magic secret."

A voice interrupted Calvin's movements.

Calvin stood up and looked at the man in front of him, who was no more than thirty years old, with brown hair, a tall build, and a handsome face.

"Hello, my name is Byron McMillan," the man held out his right hand, "the Silent Man in charge of Stonehenge's occult affairs." ”

MacMillan, again a Sacred Twenty-Eight.