Passing through the rippling stone walls, you will see a magnificent picture painted with scarlet variegation.

Ancient wizards are much better and freer aesthetically than the modern society where demons are now first to be seen dancing around, at least there will be no such thing as pointing ugliness for beauty, such as Snow Black and clowns and mermaids.

Harry, who hadn't seen Mayapan, had come here to understand the current of magic that was prevalent in that magical country, or rather their faction of magic, which was 'natural magic'.

A towering giant tree rising from the ground two hundred meters high supports this small world, if it is not for this giant tree for unknown reasons to fall leaves and die, it is difficult for people to see the whole picture of this tree when they look up, although the most shocking landscape can no longer see its most beautiful appearance, but it is still full of life green soft lawn and flowers blooming on both sides of the road will be this dusty small world for a long time embellished with vitality.

But there were so many mottled blood stains on the road leading to the tree trunks and buildings in front of them, that the corpses that should have been piled up into a hill were nowhere to be seen, as if the shipwrecked treasure hunters had never appeared, and the murmuring water that accompanied the flowers and plants washed the smell of blood in the air, and perhaps it would not be long before the place would return to its untrodden tranquility.

Including those blood stains.

The blood stains stained on the stone pavement were licked and cleaned by the industrious porters, and the thin vines, poking out from the edge of the green meadow, like living creatures, rubbed the top of the young leaves against the blood stains, and there was a rustling sound, which was the sound of the dense jagged teeth on the surface of the young leaves drowning the stone slabs.

"The giant tree in front of you is the repository where the artifact is stored, but after the first treasure hunters snatched the spear of Longinus, the defensive magic here was completely activated, don't be fooled by the green grass and flowers you see, in the beginning, there was nothing bare here, they are catalyzed magic plants, and they are part of the defensive trap here."

"There are at least 1,300 corpses buried under the grass in front of you, and your mission is to disarm the defensive magic here and open the way to the museum."

Along with this group of 'death squads', there are also experts and professors sent by the Ministry of Magic, there are many experts in herbology in South America, and Harry's current textbook for herbalism classes is written by a professor from Castrobusche, but the relationship between North and South America is not very good, and the Magic Congress has not been able to get their help.

Professor Sprout would be very happy if she could come here to study these magical plants, after all, what Hufflepuff is best at is spawning plant friends in battle to lay the battlefield to assist in combat, such as throwing a mandrake that doesn't live more than five seconds to open the range AOE, sprinkling a handful of Chinese cabbage seeds, and making this big cabbage turn into a rolling crusher to bite people's butts, etc., Helga Hufflepuff is a very interesting wizard.

The official team is orderly, and the hired ragtag army has a lot of blank faces, but the guys who dare to sign up to make money here have some ability, although three hundred Galleons is not much, but it is worth the average salary of the wizarding world for more than half a year.

As long as they don't step into the lawn and the stone path in the middle of the lawn, then there will not be much danger, the floor under their feet is obviously forcibly shattered with magic, but such violence obviously has great side effects, otherwise the Aurors of the Magic Congress would have turned into bombers and pushed all the way.

It was a wise choice not to push forward with violence, and in Harry's vision, the dead trees in front of him were sending a huge amount of emerald green magic outward, this was the first time Harry had come into contact with the magic of the Awakened Awakened, and the will to sit and watch the clouds rise and fall beyond the world made Harry who felt it a little yearning.

"It's a pity that I'm not one who can stand loneliness."

He sighed, it would be fine to experience that leisurely life for a few days, but if it was too long, Harry would probably go crazy.

While no one was paying attention, he reached out and took out a small bottle from his pocket, a pill that was so cool that it made his tongue bitter was bitten by him, this was the antidote contained in his mouth in advance, as the small bottle was unscrewed, the colorless and transparent liquid inside was poured, and the rapidly volatile potion gave the air a trace of insignificant sweetness.

As a genius potions master who had already been researched at school to poison an entire Hogwarts student and turn a place into an immortal place, Snape was gifted at saving people, but even more talented at what he could kill, and the fast-acting powerful Sleep Potion could completely volatilize in a short time, causing all those who inhaled the gas to fall into a deep sleep.

The potion is no less effective than the water of life and death, but the duration is slightly shorter, and if you don't drink it, the effect will not exceed thirty minutes.

But thirty minutes, enough to kill a person hundreds of times, the sound of falling to the ground one after another sounded one after another, and the Aurors who were going to give warning only had time to open their mouths slightly before they fell into a complete stupor, and after waiting for about thirty seconds, Harry, who pretended to pass out, got up slowly, and he tugged at the robe on his body, revealing the invisibility cloak he was wearing inside.

"Too tall, too small."

He tugged at the hem of the invisibility cloak, then crossed his legs, completely wrapped his body with the invisibility cloak, a wooden chair supported his buttocks, the black smoke could not touch the invisibility cloak, but it could hold the wooden chair to let the person who had completely disappeared quietly move forward.

Harry avoided all the green areas where the Awakened mana gathered, and most of those places had trap magic, the library's defensive magic had been fully activated, and in order to sneak in, it was necessary to avoid those sensitive lightning spots.

However, the stone path of more than 100 meters was quickly crossed, and Harry, who had not triggered any defensive magic along the way, came to the gate of the museum, half of the huge wooden door that was originally closed was violently shattered by magic, and behind the broken door, there were hundreds of corpses of miserable treasure hunters.

There were no magical plants to clean the battlefield, and after two months of fermentation, the stench of decay filled the room, and the speed of human ossification was beyond imagination, but since there were no flies and mosquitoes here, the annoying buzzing did not appear.

A gentle gust of wind blew, and the stench was slightly dispelled, and the 'Whirlwind Sweep' was a very effective cleaning spell, and it was more efficient than 'cleaning up' when removing the odor, but there were so many corpses gathered here, they were all the first treasure hunters to enter, and looking at the direction they were facing when they died, they all died when they left here.

Something had chopped them up, and there was not a single burr in the cut of the bone.

As Grindelwald had told Harry, this was a huge collection, but because time had passed, most of the collections here had been completely damaged by the passage of time, and apart from the magic of the Awakened, ordinary wizards' magical creations could not last so long without maintenance.

No amount of elaborate alchemy props can withstand the erosion of time.

Most of the things you see are broken fragments, those are traces left by alchemical creations, and the few that are relatively well preserved, most of them are strange plant seeds, but they are all shriveled and blackened, and you can't see the original appearance.

Harry tried to collect a few and show them to Professor Sprout, but they were so fragile that they turned into cracked ash at the touch of it, kicking up a handful of smoke.

The layout of the entire collection is circle after circle, and the closer you get to the interior, the more valuable the collection is to the owner here, as can be seen from the containers that hold these collections, but unfortunately the first treasure hunters to enter are not gentle fellows, they rudely smashed every crystal container that might contain valuable treasures, leaving Harry with nothing but a mess.

Arriving at the very center of the collection, Harry saw three of the most luxurious exhibition stands, made of pure gold, which still sparkled and did not stain the slightest dust even after a thousand years, two of the shelves were empty, except for the leftmost one with a soft leather as soft as water and a silver shimmer.

At least four meters of leather was enough to make two invisibility cloaks, and from the first glance at it, Harry knew that it must be the material from which he made the invisibility cloak, and that there could be no mistake with the two coming from the same source.

But as he approached, two swirls appeared, one large and one small, one green and the other a black and silver vortex that Harry was familiar with.

"Senior Seti has been here?"

Harry hesitated slightly, then made his way to the front of the black and silver vortex, activating it with his magic.

The world of black and white unfolded again, and in front of Harry, a familiar shadow appeared, but compared to the photo he saw at Hogwarts, the senior should be thirty years old now.

(End of chapter)