Chapter 197: Mysterious box

"My dormitory?" Jon was a little surprised.
Wait, shouldn't this identity be created by Dumbledore using the Confusion Charm... Could it be that everything about this Patrick exists, not just an identity, but also the dormitory and the luggage left in the school...
In other words, there really is a Patrick, Dumbledore killed him, and then let himself replace him?
Jon, who was a little horrified, quickly ruled out this possibility in his heart. No matter from any perspective, Dumbledore is not such a person.
What the is going on--
There was a lot of activity in his heart, but Jon's face looked calm...He nodded at the old man calmly.
Following the wretched old man Professor Vance, Jon came back to the corridor.
Jon has never let his guard down on this strangely behaving "Principal"... Although he is not clear, why the other party turned his attitude 180 degrees after seeing the iron ring.
In the corridor of Durmstrang Castle, it seems that the number of students is much smaller now, and it may be that most of the students are already in class.
The old man walked ahead and suddenly turned around.
Jon stopped a little wary.
"He..." Professor Vance said in a hoarse voice, "Is he okay?"
"He?" Jon frowned. How much did the other person mean Dumbled?
No matter how strong Dumbledore's taste is, he shouldn't look down on such a sloppy, wretched man...
"Awesome!" Jon replied calmly, "You can eat two pounds of candy in one meal."
The old man seemed stunned... He opened his mouth, but said nothing.
"Come with me!"
...
Has been to the fourth floor of Durmstrang Castle.
On the way, I met a few teachers dressed up...but they didn't say hello to Professor Vance, but passed by coldly as they did not know each other.
It seems that after Karkaroff ran off, Durmstrang was not at peace?
At least a large part of the teachers and students do not recognize this wretched old man as the new principal!
Jon made up his mind to leave here as soon as possible, so as not to be misunderstood by others about his relationship with the old man, and then be drawn into the whirlpool of Durmstrang.
They finally reached the corridor on the fourth floor, where there seemed to be hundreds of kennels.
It is actually quite vivid to say that it is a kennel...Every one or two yards in the corridor, there are small doors and rows of dense rows; this kind of narrow door needs to bend down to barely get in.
You can imagine how narrow it is.
"Is it here?" Professor Vance glanced at the parchment in his hand, then pointed to a small yellowed door and said.
"Okay." Jon nodded, then bent down and squeezed in.
"I won't go in and bother!" Professor Vance's voice came from behind.
...
Pushing open the yellowed iron door, the inside was actually much larger than expected, and it was a bit bigger than the Hogwarts dormitory.
Jon somewhat understood why Krum had said to Hermione that Durmstrang was more spacious than Hogwarts... If every room in this castle had been used with the Space Expansion Charm, that was indeed the case.
The smell in the room is very strong; the walls are like the iron door, showing a pale yellow with a sense of history; the wooden tables and bookshelves are all rotten...
There was a thick layer of dust everywhere, and when Jon stepped into the room, he left a line of deep footprints on the floor.
Obviously, this "dormitory" has been there for a long time and no one has lived in it.
Maybe more than a few years.
The old man who looks rather mysterious and the prospective principal treats him with respect for cleaning, what on earth do he want to take away from here?
Jon took out his wand, looked around carefully, and then began to search.
After all, this Durmstrang trip is full of weirdness.
There are only a few Durmstrang uniforms in the closet that were bitten by mice. There are a few textbooks with yellowed pages on the bookshelf, and there is a rusty crucible on the table...
Jon took out his wand and checked it again. It was all normal and nothing unusual.
So what is...
Jon continued to search, and a few minutes later, on the wall on the other side of the bookshelf, he saw a familiar sign:
Mark of the Deathly Hallows.
It is not so much the mark of the Deathly Hallows, it is the mark of Grindelwald.
I've seen the same thing before in Professor Vance's office.
Reminiscent of the strange expression on Professor Vance's face when he saw his ring--
Jon frowned, he seemed to guess something.
Gently, he took off the iron ring in his hand; Jon Hart returned to his original appearance... At the same time, he attached the iron ring to the "Death Hallows" mark on the wall.
The back of his belly button seemed to be pulled, and Jon felt as if he had grasped a door key.
The surrounding scene turned around until...
...
Jon Hart opened his eyes again.
"Fluorescence (osaxiu)!"
With the dazzling light from the end of the wand, Jon found that the top of his head was pitch black and could not see anything.
No... not pure darkness...
Jon felt his breathing become quicker.
Because it wasn't pure pitch black... but a pitch black curtain covering him.
It looked like a black cloak, maybe only half an inch thick...like an invisible black shadow shrouded in Jon's side.
Jon recognized it. It was a magical animal...a very terrifying magical animal.
Voldebat!
Very rare, usually only found in the tropics; they are large but thin, and may be thicker after killing a victim; but extremely dangerous, Newt-Scamander in the book "Where are Fantastic Beasts", Evaluate it as 5x the same level as the Basilisk and Fire Dragon.
The lifespan of the Voldebat is relatively long, and its body size will get bigger and bigger with age.
The one above it seems to cover the entire Durmstrang castle.
The method of the Voldebat hunting its prey is to use its huge body, taking advantage of the lack of attention of the prey, to completely cover it until it suffocates to death, and finally turns into a part of the Voldebat body without leaving any traces.
The victim rarely has the opportunity to use magic to deal with it.
There is only one magic way to deal with Voldebats, and the patron saint is the only spell known to expel them!
"Expetopatronu!" Jon shouted without hesitation.
With the twinkling of silver light, the patron saint appeared beside Jon.
The little iron-eater was suspended in the air, looking solemnly at the behemoth around...It didn't make a whining noise as usual, but leaned against Jon, and the whole body curled up into a ball.
The Voldebat did not launch an attack. In fact, if it did launch an attack immediately, Jon might have been completely covered by its body before raising the wand.
The huge body of Voldebat began to fly towards the distance; at the same time, its back swing was fluttering towards Jon, as if to signal Jon to follow.
Jon thought for a moment, and motioned to the Iron Eater ~EbookFREE.me~ to follow it behind.
...
They seem to be walking in a space that is completely free of darkness.
Except for the light radiating from the body of the patron saint and the end of the wand, no light source can be seen.
However, the huge Voldebat is still quite conspicuous, and it is difficult for Jon to follow such a big target.
I don't know how long I have been walking in this dark space, but a silver-white thing in front of me is quite conspicuous.
It was an iron knot full of spikes, sharp horns, and twisted metal; it looked like a chair in appearance, but it was hard to imagine someone sitting on it.
A small box was placed on top of the iron bump.
A small box can be grasped by one hand... Around it, it exudes a simple light.
ps: Lethifold of Voldemort, Voldeort, there is no connection between the two except for Chinese translation.