The island is not very large, in the center of the lake, only half an acre, almost more than 2,000 square meters.

Much of the castle is in ruins, with sand-coloured stone walls, turrets, and empty windows once overlooking the chilly waters of Lake Ki.

The moonlight shone on the water, and a faint mist steamed above the lake, carrying an unusually mysterious aura.

Most of the island is covered with ivy, but just looking at the ruins gives you a glimpse of what the castle would have been like intact.

Zhang Xiao looked at the information on the color page.

It has to be said that Shirley Fitzgerald is the largest agency in the whole of Ireland for a reason, and their information collection is very detailed.

In addition to photographs, there are also detailed textual materials.

Castle McDermott

Until the 17th century, it belonged to the McDermott clan, who later gifted the land to the British crown.

Yeats tried to buy the castle from the king's family, but ultimately failed.

The story of the castle is also attached intimately below, which is also a common operation, without a story, there is no connotation, and it cannot be sold at a high price.

Once upon a time

Una is the daughter of Chief McDermott.

Una falls in love with a boy whose father doesn't think the boy is worthy of her. Therefore, they associate in secret.

The little boy swam across the lake to meet Una, but unfortunately once he did not succeed and later drowned.

Una is said to have died of heartbreak, and two trees grew in front of their tomb, intertwining to form a lover's knot.

The two of them were buried on one side of the island.

Zhang Xiao put away the information, well, a very ordinary and vulgar story, lacking ups and downs and twists.

Still buried on the other side of the island, Lianyungang also said that there is a Monkey King in Huaguo Mountain, and I didn't find it after climbing several times!

His gaze casually swept over the other side of the island, and suddenly stopped.

I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, no, there is really a tombstone!

Immortal opened the magic eye, although he couldn't directly penetrate the soil, but he really saw two faint white lights, which represented bones.

Zhang Xiao smashed her mouth and turned her head to look at the ancient castle, under the true vision of the magic eye, the surface of the ancient castle was shrouded in a luster like the surrounding lake.

Other than that, nothing else has changed.

It's a little difficult, Zhang Xiao silently looked at the entire castle, thinking to herself.

For example, there are several common spells for wizards to hide their dwellings, such as [Safe Guard], [All Protection], [Muggle Expulsion] and the like.

For the understanding of magic, Zhang Xiao is naturally a little closer, and he is only in the fourth grade when he is full, and this is almost the residence of the middle-aged Voldemort.

Although he has not fully reached his peak, it is not too far away.

As the moon gradually rose, the fog on the lake became thicker and thicker, and the water-like waves on the castle became dazzling.

Zhang Xiao let out a long breath, a faint golden light came out from the surface of his body, and illusory talismans behind him quietly appeared.

The 10 basic talismans are arranged in a ring, silently hovering behind you.

This is the anomaly that occurred after absorbing the light ball last time, and this effect will appear once the state is fully opened.

As for why Zhang Xiao can't figure it out herself, she can only guess that it should be the embodiment of her own cognition, because her strength is extremely strong and abundant, so it appears.

When the Void Bright Realm and the Golden Light Mantra fused and entered that kind of mysterious realm, he only felt that the ten basic talismans were like an arm, and they could even be combined at will.

As for the memory that was unsealed. It's scary!

That kind is already similar to saying what you say, although I have guessed that the ultimate height of this idealistic worldview is to say what you say and follow your heart.

But can you do it yourself when you're drunk? It's ridiculously strong now, but I can't do it, and I'm scared when I think about it.

Zhang Xiao, who was in a state of no joy or sorrow, forcibly suppressed this 'distracting thought', took a deep breath, and raised a hand aimed at the ancient castle.

The ten talismans behind him suddenly lit up, and a ring talisman that was very similar to the talisman behind Zhang Xiao suddenly appeared in the sky above the ancient castle, but it became much larger.

At the same time, Zhang Xiao's outstretched palm also lit up with a misty white light, and then pressed down suddenly.

The talisman in the sky suddenly lit up, and the white light in his hand was as blazing as the scorching sun.

The entire castle immediately shook violently, but the strange thing was that it was so shaking, but this castle, which looked like it might fall at any time, showed no signs of collapse.

Endless streamers flickered in the space, swirling the surrounding fog, looking more and more psychedelic.

Zhang Xiao just stood in front of the ancient castle, and his hand was still pressed down steadily.

In the golden eyes, there is only extreme concentration, and as early as in the cave where the pendant box is hidden, he has already seen Voldemort's power in compound magic.

The old Gaunt mansion was even more superbly furnished, and even Dumbledore was amazed.

This is also Voldemort's work in middle age, and I can't do it if I want to peel back the cocoon like Dumbledore and unravel the bottom logic bit by bit.

But it's not that it can't be opened.

If Dumbledore had followed a very high skill, he had found the code as if he had opened a safe.

Then I will directly cut off the power and cut off the mechanism, cut it on plasma, and dismantle it violently!

The golden light in Zhang Xiao's eyes became incomparably shining, and the palm that pressed down suddenly pressed down.

As the silence exploded continuously, the brilliance of the spell flashed on the surface of the castle, like shattered eggshells, all shattered little by little.

The wind blew up, and the fog around it suddenly became thicker, and the castle seemed to become a black hole, and endless fog poured in and was sucked in, but more fog was generated in all directions.

The surroundings soon became invisible, and the castle disappeared into a thick fog, leaving only an old wooden door alone in the mist.

Zhang Xiao's eyebrows raised, what kind of road is this?

After thinking about it, he slowly approached the wooden door, and then pushed it open without hesitation——————

'Hmmm'

The sober wind blew out from the door with a faint fragrance of flowers and moisture, and even in a state of absolute rationality, Zhang Xiao still couldn't help but feel a little amazed.

I saw that there was also a small island on the lake, but the lake was endless, and only a much larger moon hung in the sky.

The island is covered with all kinds of flowers, and a stone-paved path zigzags through the flowers to the castle not far away.

This castle is also different from the ruins outside, and it is a complete McDermott Castle.

Voldemort. It seems to be quite emotional, huh?

Zhang Xiao thought about the socket face bald Voldemort, and then thought about this hut that looked full of beauty, and always felt an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

But when you think that Tom was also a Hogwarts succubus before plastic surgery, it seems reasonable to think about it.

If it weren't for the fact that she could easily coax the old witches and Helena Ravenclaw with her handsome looks and conversation?

Gently praising the wooden door, a creaking sound sounded, and the wooden door closed automatically, slowly disappearing into the air.

Zhang Xiao glanced back and didn't care, in his current state, he could vaguely feel the outside world, Voldemort used a method similar to space distortion to nest this place in the original real world, just like the endless lake around it, not really boundless.

Instead, it's similar to a texture, and the moon is also a real moon, except that one seems to use a magnifying glass.

It may seem difficult, but it's not that easy at all!

Tom is his genius!

Textures, lenses, it's not that difficult, at most it's a variant of celestial magic, but how many people can use it to this extent?

Spatial nesting is also just an extension and expansion of the Traceless Stretching Mantra? But how many people can really nest successfully?

If Tom had been in his right mind and not studying the Horcruxes, he would definitely become the most terrible enemy, even if he didn't do anything and waited for Dumbledore to hang up.

Old Deng Tou was tired of living for a long time, and even looked forward to the arrival of death, but he was too strong, and the responsibility on his shoulders was too heavy, so he couldn't die, and he didn't dare to die.

With a sigh, Zhang Xiao slowly walked towards the castle, leaving here is very simple, only the phantom transformation is enough.

The gates of the castle creaked open.

The originally dark castle suddenly lit up, and the bright candles ran playfully on each candle like a dancing elf, and the candles lit up everywhere they went.

The first thing Zhang Xiao saw was the spacious and elegant hall.

The floor of the hall is paved with beautiful marble and intricate patterns engraved on it, and even after decades of uninhabited history, it is still clean, as if someone had just cleaned it.

The walls still retain the original stones, and the rough stone walls are crawling with traces of time, simple and mysterious.

Paired with the exquisite hall, there is an eerie aesthetic that mixes the original with the exquisite.

There are beautiful murals hanging on the walls, some of them are religious, with strong mysticism, and some seem to be Tom himself, Zhang Xiao secretly compared, even the younger version of Grindelwald, just in terms of appearance, it seems to be a step behind.

Although the scale of the castle is not grand, every inch of space has been carefully carved to reveal a different kind of delicacy and luxury.

Zhang Xiao walked slowly, and with his steps, the whole castle seemed to be completely alive, and a raging fire burned in the fireplace.

The surface of the furniture reflects the light of the fire, and at a glance it is clear that it is carved from the finest wood, and the tops are inlaid with ornate gold decorations, which is extraordinarily luxurious.

By the fireplace, a high-backed chair waited silently, as if waiting for Voldemort to sit down again.

Only one chair? Well-it seems that this is Tom's secret den, and he is the only one who lives on his own, and he is not prepared to return with the guests.

Zhang Xiao's eyes were drawn to a huge oil painting hanging above the fireplace, a huge portrait of Tom himself.

It's just that the people in the painting look a little less childish, a little more lazy and elegant.

This is Zhang Xiao frowning and thinking for a while, could it be that he left a portrait of himself before the physical transformation to remember the handsome face he lost?

On one side of the hall, the oak dining table is neatly arranged with pure gold tableware, vulgar!

Tom seems to have a relatively high pursuit of these things that can show his identity?

Zhang Xiao's eyes were always open, and he carefully scanned the hall to make sure that there was nothing noteworthy here, just a simple living space, and continued to walk inside.

Although it is said to be a castle, it is better to say that it is a large villa, and the entire island in the middle of the lake is more than 2,000 square meters, and the castle covers an area of about 500.

The staircase of the castle winds up, and Zhang Xiao's footsteps fall on the wooden staircase, making a silent thumping sound.

The higher he went, the more evident Tom's devotion to the dwelling, even the elaborate reliefs adorned every corner, and the costly tapestries with gilded handrails.

On the second floor, there is also a small living room, and then the rooms on both sides of the promenade.

The upstairs is also elegantly decorated, with thick carpets in the corridors and fine porcelain on the cabinets on both sides, some of which at first glance are actually Chinese.

Zhang Xiao beckoned, a white porcelain bottle flew over, the white porcelain bottle is thin and bright, moist like jade, Zhang Xiao turned over and looked, his eyebrows were raised, only to see that the bottom paragraph was only engraved with the words "Shoucheng Palace".

Turtle turtle, the kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty?

Good stuff, mine!

Zhang Xiao unceremoniously swept away all the porcelain, and then continued to explore with a satisfied smile.

The first door was opened, and there was a bedroom, with a wooden bed covered with delicate sheets and curtains of rich velvet, revealing a classical charm.

But there is nothing else, and it looks a bit like a guest room.

But Tom doesn't entertain guests, so what's the point of getting a guest room?

After thinking about it, he simply stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the doors of all the rooms on the second floor opened at once.

There are a total of seven rooms on the second floor, two of which are guest rooms, a bathroom (very luxurious, crazy piles, even the toilet is gilded. A bathroom (unsurprisingly saw a bathtub encrusted with gems.) ）

There is also a study, a bedroom, and a utility room

There are not many things in the bedroom, most of them are some clothes and the like, but the utility room is full of all kinds of gifts, and Zhang Xiao also found the greeting cards on the gifts.

The inscription reads: "To our glamorous and elegant leader, Bella Lestrange"

Uh- it's hard to say if Bella wasn't drawn purely to Voldemort's appearance in the first place.

Zhang Xiao shook her head and came to the last study.

The bookshelves here are full of dense books, Zhang Xiao casually pulled one down, his hand lit up with golden light, and slapped the wailing and scorched face on it back to the cover.

A book of black magic that also dares to blow up thorns?

There are a lot of traces on it, and it is full of dense handwriting, and after a rough look, it is all Tom's notes and the like.

Ay. The villain has ideals and pursuits, studies hard, works hard to achieve his goals, and will not give up even if he fails. Impressive!

Zhang Xiao put the book back and her eyes fell on the large desk.

I saw a black cover placed somewhere, very familiar. Notebook.

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1. Commuter pass 2, recommended ticket

The new book was killed, and it was ridiculed by other authors Xianxia was involved in politics, who understands, family, I don't even realize what's wrong with my outline.

The editor asked me what I wanted to allude to and imply, and I thought about it for a long time before I reacted

My heart is so tired, I want to be quiet, and as for my cute editor Huya, she said she had a heart attack

(End of chapter)