Shout--

A cracked branch floated up from the water, and with a wave of Amosta's arm, the branch suddenly cut through the space filled with death, heading straight for Godric Gryffindor's feet!

Boom--

The branch was driven through the soles of Gryffindor's feet into the dirt, but not a drop of blood remained.

"Is it really fake..."

Looking at the trembling branch and the Gryffindor, whose demeanor had not changed in the slightest, Amosta breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to test Godric Gryffindor, one of the founding four giants of Hogwarts, which was recorded in history, and it took a lot of courage to make a decision.

Amosta stared silently at this illusion that he could not see any flaws, almost as a false illusion, and his heart was still shrouded in great confusion.

None of the magic books of the situation he was encountering now recorded a precedent like this, and there was no way anyone could tell him what was going on, and Amosta had no other way but to speculate on his own wisdom.

"There is no doubt that Godric Gryffindor has personally descended into this secret place for a long time, and the trajectory of his existence has been recorded by the chaotic chronology of this secret place, and it has appeared in front of me as an illusion--"

Amosta narrowed his eyes slightly, his penetrating eyes revealing the secrets left by time, and he muttered in a voice that he could only hear,

"The effect of Gryffindor's sword slashing in mid-air earlier..., I see, I exist between the tracks of his quest to explore the secret realm, and those 'clean rifts' were created by Gryffindor thousands of years ago... What a terrible wizard. ”

In the case of Amosta himself, if you want the effect of a spell to last for thousands of years, it is not necessarily impossible, those spells that involve 'rules' and can work on their own in combination with nature can indeed last for a long time, but that is in the outside world, the magical environment here is so weird, no spell can withstand the wear and tear of 'death'.

“... So, have the early priests of the Druids seen Godric Gryffindor's apparitions, or am I the only one..."

Amosta couldn't answer this question for the time being, but he vaguely felt that Vitia and her ancestors had never seen Gryffindor's tracks, otherwise, they would have gone to Hogwarts for help.

"But why is there such a coincidence?"

All coincidences in the world have ulterior motives, and Amosta doesn't believe that as soon as he enters this secret realm, the appearance of Gryffindor's phantom in front of him is just a simple coincidence, so, what is it...

Suddenly, Amosta's brows furrowed, and he thought of a possibility.

"I've had a spell on the surface of the lake before, and after that, Gryffindor has appeared... Is this waiting for me?! ”

Although I roughly understood the state of Gryffindor in front of me, there was still a lot of confusion.

Why did Gryffindor seek the island of Avalon, he muttered - 'the pillar found by Rowena, the prophecy of Helga'..., the Big Four may have been planning something crucial for thousands of years.

In addition, the holy land of Avalon, which is obviously a Druid sect that worships life, is a scene of the end of the world, but it is called the 'place of eternal sleep of Merlin' by Vetia, and the result of the divination of Vitia's previous sacrifices, all of which seem to be inextricably linked to herself.

While Amosta was pondering, Gryffindor, who was looking around, seemed to notice something, waved away the Patronus, and turned along the embankment in one direction.

Amosta suppressed the many doubts in his heart, and did not dare to slack off, and quickly broke away from the mud on the shore, and followed closely behind the Gryffindor phantom.

The two men walked along the embankment for about two minutes, after which a small oak boat of simple shape but exquisite workmanship appeared in Amosta's field of vision.

At this point, Amosta was completely convinced that the Sky Island where he was located was the mythical island of Avalon, because both Muggle and wizarding texts had clearly recorded that Avalon was surrounded by swamps, woods, and mist, and that the center of the island could only be reached by boat.

A legendary wizard like Godric Gryffindor, whose death and decay magic could not hinder him too much, could have flown through the swamp under the mist and go straight to the center of the island with the Patronus swaggering through the city, but he didn't.

Once on the island, Gryffindor became reticent, staring at the island with a deep gaze that seemed to brew some kind of determination.

With a neat leap, Gryffindor stepped onto the boat, but the waterline of the oak boat did not change at all, and even the narrow hull did not shake in any way, and when Amosta jumped on board, the hull suddenly sank two feet.

Amosta's eyes flickered, and this phenomenon once again confirmed Amosta's suspicion that the Gryffindor who appeared here was not his real body.

Judging from the size, the small boat seemed to be able to stand only one person, Gryffindor stood in the center of the cabin, and Amosta could only crouch in the stern of the ship with half bent over, of course, Gryffindor's current form was not as good as a ghost, and Amosta could have penetrated his body directly and sat more steadily.

But out of caution and respect for Godric Gryffindor himself, Amosta did not choose to do so, and he stared at Gryffindor's back with respect in his eyes.

A few months ago, when Amosta was still coaching at Hogwarts, he had talked to Potter and Granger one night about his mysterious purple eyes, and when he said that he had been thinking about how to fight a wizard like Dumbledore as a teenager, both of them expressed disbelief that this was something that could not be done, while Amosta thought that any powerful legend would be surpassed by those who came after him.

At the moment, Amosta still thinks this notion is correct, but for the founding four of Hogwarts... Judging from the tip of the iceberg that Gryffindor had just revealed, Amosta must admit that he had no idea how he could compete with such a powerful wizard...

Sensing that someone had entered the cabin, the oak boat swam automatically towards the center of the swamp, smoothly without a single wave, as if paraded on the ice.

Gradually, Amosta, like Gryffindor, was fascinated by the sight of the swamp, and he saw that in the water that was not deep, frozen in the mist of mid-air, there were many magical beasts with ashes and bones.

Amosta is not an expert in magical beasts, but he is also very knowledgeable and can vaguely recognize the many types of bones, including three-headed dogs, fire dragons, unicorns, pegasus, leprechauns, etc., many magical creatures were mortal enemies, long ago they lived here and coexisted peacefully, but now, they have all been killed by the evil magic that exists on the island.

At this moment, a huge humanoid skeleton gradually emerged from the faint mist.

The skeleton seemed to belong to a giant, but the existing giants in the wizarding world were only about twenty feet tall, and this skeleton was about as tall as the orphanage's newly built six-story dormitory building!

Silently, Amosta, who was looking at the bones, quietly opened his mouth...















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