themonasnovels Chapter 503 A city about to be destroyed!
Chapter 503 A city about to be destroyed!
Chapter 503 A city about to be destroyed!
Venice is a city built on the sea, and there are hundreds of bridges here.
The most famous one is the Rialto Bridge.
Because Shakespeare's "The Merchant of Venice" uses the Rialto Bridge and its surroundings as the background of the story.
At dusk, due to the heavy rain, there were almost no tourists on the Rialto Bridge.So no one noticed that a vortex suddenly appeared in the river under the pier.
Soon, a dilapidated gondola emerged from the water.
boom!
William kicked open the door roughly.That strength, that anger value, it seems that it is not the gondola that is being kicked, but Masao Iwasato's coffin board!
It's no wonder he was so angry. He thought that using the magic submarine could avoid the Aurors.Who would have thought that the family had a gill grass in their hands.
Gillweed is a magical plant shaped like a slippery gray mouse's tail.
After eating it, gill flippers can grow and move freely underwater for more than an hour.
This thing is rare and expensive in the UK, but it grows in the Mediterranean itself, and it is not uncommon in Venice, and it is almost becoming a standard item for Aurors.
Especially those dark wizards who jumped into the water after doing bad things.I'm ashamed to call myself an Auror if I go out without some of this stuff.
William and Hermione are newcomers, how can they understand this kind of thing.
Therefore, the two of them never expected that all the Aurors would become Phelps.Also holding a magic wand, the speed is amazing.
Caught off guard, Gondola was attacked underwater.
Triene is really an undercover enemy.
If it wasn't for the critical moment when Hermione threw a lot of shit, the three of them would probably be buried at the bottom of the sea.
The price is that that piece of water has become a fermentation tank, and even the surface of the water is glowing a lovely yellow.
Anyway, almost all the Aurors drank a few mouthfuls of river water.It's quite like drying up this bowl of Ganges water and being an Indian in the next life.
Tsk tsk, sure enough, the most powerful thing is the biochemical weapon.
William suddenly had an inspiration.If those mermaids attack him again, he will throw a ton of dung eggs into the black lake.
Come on, hurt each other!
William looked around and found that there were no Muggles or wizards, so he stood up first.
Hermione followed and William hugged her and jumped towards the bridge.
Soon, another witch jumped out of the wrecked boat. Her head was wrapped in a circle of green waterweed and there were several crabs.
"This group of damned Aurors, sooner or later I will imitate Arya Grindelwald and get a big nuclear bomb that blows up St. Mark's Cathedral!" Tyene stood beside the bridge and said angrily.
The gondola she transformed was almost destroyed by the curse.
"Okay." William comforted: "I'm a professional, and the matter is over, so I can help you fix it."
The three cleaned up and walked along the Schiavone Promenade.
The wide stone avenue at your feet sits on the water's edge and was built with dredged silt in the ninth century AD.
Along the promenade, there are also high-end cafes and elegant neighborhoods, and even Antonio Vivaldi's family church.
"Is the Bathilda Bagshot you're looking for here?" Tyene asked.
Hermione nodded, carefully observed the house number and said, "It's near here."
William suddenly pointed to a house and said, "I found it."
The three walked over and found that it was a medieval-style building surrounded by low fences.
Walking in along the bluestone slab, William knocked on the mahogany door,
A moment later, a house-elf opened the door.
She was dressed very cleanly, wearing a blue headscarf, and bowed slightly: "Is that Mr. Stark and Miss Granger?"
"Yes, we're looking for Mrs. Bagshot," said William.
"Come on, Ma'am is waiting for you." The house elf led the three of them into the house.
When passing by the living room, she bowed again: "Madam only sees you two."
"Trenee, you can rest here for a while, we will come in a while." William said.
Triene nodded, sat down on the chair, and asked carelessly, "Can I eat these snacks?"
"Of course, miss." The house-elf bowed again.
Led by the elf, William and Hermione walked towards the back garden.
The garden is full of roses, and each rose is covered with a magic cover to prevent the rain from drowning.
Walking to the end of the bluestone path, I saw a haggard old man. Bagshot was sitting on a stone bench in the gazebo, covered with a blanket.
This stooped old man was small and thin, with an aged appearance.
The years had bent her almost in half and robbed her of her sight, eyes sunken deep in folds of skin and filled with thick cataracts.
Bathilda Bagshot is a famous historian of magic, and she compiled the Hogwarts History of Magic textbook.
Bagshot is also very old, nearly 150 years old.The average age of a wizard is very high, but it is rare to live to this age.
William suspects that Nicole gave her the elixir of life brewed from the Philosopher's Stone.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Bagshot turned around and stared blankly at William and Hermione with his blindfolded eyes.
When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and slow.
"I know we've never met," Bagshot said, "but I feel like I've known you both for a long time."
"Miss Granger, I read your paper last year on witch burnings in the Middle Ages.
Especially starting from the Notre Dame de Paris, the angle is very novel.
Albus Jr. sent me that article, and I gave it a high rating. "
Hermione had a surprised expression on her face, a little unbelievable, and shyly hid behind William.
"I have also read Mr. Stark's article on the idea of Animagus' transformation published in "Transfiguration Today", which is simply brilliant."
She coughed, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped the corners of her mouth.
The three exchanged polite greetings for a while, and William asked:
"Ma'am, you must already know why we are here, right?"
"I have heard about it," said the old man. "I have known Nicole for many years. As long as I can, I will spare no effort to help you."
"We need to find the Goblet of Fire," said Hermione. "Reaper's instructions probably show where it's hiding."
"My child..." Bagshot stared at the strange and lifeless eyes, "My suggestion is, don't look for the Holy Grail, just forget about it."
"why?"
"The God of Death always sends out the Deathly Hallows in various ways. He guides you to find and discover...why?"
William and Hermione exchanged glances, and both shook their heads.
Yes, why did Death send out the Deathly Hallows?
After thinking about it, William could only think that he wanted the souls of those powerful wizards.
After all, in the story of the three brothers, even the wise third brother finally returned to the embrace of death.
But here comes the question again, if he doesn't send out the Deathly Hallows, wouldn't these wizards die of old age normally?
"Do you still remember the story of the three brothers?" The old man's white pupils stared straight at the two.
"Yes," William said.
He knows three versions.
Bagshot seemed to know what he was thinking, she chuckled and said:
"No, I bet you guys haven't really read...no matter which version."
"Many people will ignore the most important sentence, they focus on the god of death, on the powerful Deathly Hallows..."
"Which sentence?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Three things or holy artifacts, taken together, will make the owner the master of death..."
"It's just a metaphor," Hermione retorted. "With three weapons, I don't think I can command Death."
Hermione now felt that the old man's longevity might mean that his former sanity was no longer there.
"My child, generally speaking, everyone thinks that the story of Death God and the three brothers is just a metaphor." The old man wrapped himself in his robe.
"But you Deathly Hallows owners, do you still think it's just a metaphor?"
William and Hermione were speechless.
Bagshot continued: "The story of the three brothers is a true map and the most widely circulated guide.
Even the ending of collecting all the Deathly Hallows was clearly told to everyone.You do not understand, because the secret has not been fully cracked.
So I don't recommend looking for the Holy Grail. "
"But ma'am," said Hermione, "the Goblet of Fire is lost, and the Italian Ministry of Magic is after us.
If we find the Goblet of Fire, we may be able to catch the wizard who stole it and clear our name, so we'll have to try. "
"You are right, my child," replied the old man, in a very sad tone.
"Earlier, the god of death guided you, and you must have it."
"It's the same as me appearing here, I am also a pawn."
She sighed.
"This heavy rain is like starting a chain loop, a series of events will happen in a chain, and there is no turning back.
No matter how unwilling I am, you must find the Holy Grail today.
Not only because of your crimes, but also because of this... city that is about to be destroyed! "
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(End of this chapter)