Judging from the current situation, it is not surprising that the centaur ruins are the final destination of Aven's trip, and the Philosopher's Stone is likely to be inside. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Eight hundred years ago, the Fallen Centaurs crossed the seas with broken philosopher's stones and statues of evil gods, eventually rebuilding a new tribe in the forests of Greece alone.

Their original purpose is unknown, and it is not known what happened later.

All in all, the centaur clan suddenly died from the history of magic, leaving only ancient and mysterious ruins standing quietly deep in the forest.

Not long ago, several adventurers found the centaur ruins in the forest.

They brought back a large number of fine ornaments made of gold and precious stones, as well as many stone tablets engraved with ancient magic, and these discoveries shocked the entire wizarding world.

Although the Albanian Ministry of Magic has repeatedly stated that all items at the Centaur site belong to the country, this has not helped.

Driven by greed, more and more wizards flock to this remote village in an attempt to get a piece of the treasure of the newly discovered centaur ruins.

Evan was dismissive of the recklessness and stupidity of these guys, this centaur ruin was not as simple as it was rumored, and the horrible evil god must be there.

Although the Fallen Centaurs are no longer there, it cannot perish.

If it is resummoned, then no matter how many people come there will be no more than sacrifices to him, becoming part of the flesh and blood that make up its massive body.

What's more, anything can happen in the gloomy and dark forest.

Voldemort lurked there, waiting for the intruders, hatching a new conspiracy.

Although Evan didn't care whether they lived or died, he had to admit that these sudden adventurers had disrupted his previous plans, and if any of them did find the Philosopher's Stone in the centaur ruins, things would be terrible.

Obviously, Sirius thought the same thing.

After admonishing Evan to stay in his room and not to run around, he began to go out frequently to inquire about the progress of those adventurers who had entered the forest.

Crunch, crunch, crunch......

Ewen put down the quill in his hand, and in the sound of the tattered sign shaking outside, it was difficult for him to concentrate on continuing to study the ancient magic script.

His mind seemed to be full of Philosopher's Stone and Centaur Ruins, and the noise of the first-floor hall pierced through the thin planks, making him even more upset.

Evan sighed and walked over to push open the thick dirt-filled window, letting fresh air blow in and blow away the thick smell of mutton in the room.

Dumbledore had not been heard from for a long time, and he didn't know how long he would have to wait here.

Looking at the hordes of adventurers who had left the village and entered the forest, Aven felt the urge to follow them in.

Whatever it is, it's better than staying in this cramped, dirty bar.

His gaze withdrew from the edge of the forest and landed on the low, gloomy doorway opposite.

An old witch with a hood was looking at herself, a malicious smile on her face.

Judging by her expression, it seemed as if Evan was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Although Evan didn't feel a threatening aura from the old witch, the sight in front of him was very uncomfortable.

He closed the window and slumped back on the bed, his consciousness blurring......

By the time Sirius woke Aven, it was late, and some candles were lit on the rough wooden table, glowing unpleasantly.

Sirius looked embarrassed, as if he had just gone through a battle.

"We can't wait any longer!" he said hurriedly, his voice sounding hoarse, "I've recently gotten the news that those adventurers have entered the centaur tribe's central temple and completed their exploration of the first level above ground. They didn't run into any obstacles and it seemed only a matter of time before they continued up into the core. ”

"But Dumbledore ......," Evan hesitated.

"Let's go into the forest first, Dumbledore will find us. Sirius said, "The centaur ruins central temple is exactly the same as the Moon Temple in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, and with what the two of us know about it, we should find the Philosopher's Stone." ”

"When are you going to act?!" Evan sat up from the bed and asked, "Just the two of us going in, or with the other adventurers?"

"Just the two of us, we'll leave tomorrow morning," Sirius said, "I can't trust those guys out there, they're outlaws, they're going to do anything." ”

As for Sirius's opinion, Evan still agrees with it very much.

The adventurers downstairs are indeed very unassuring, and they seem to be more willing to use dastarly means to calculate their companions than the treasures in the ruins of the centaurs.

The action of the two of them will reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble.

After discussing a specific plan of action, Evan followed Sirius downstairs.

Unlike during the day, the bar was exceptionally quiet tonight, with the vast majority of the guests keeping their faces in the air.

Here, it's fashionable to do so.

Like now, there was a man at the bar, his whole head wrapped in a dirty gray bandage, but still being able to pour a smoking, flame-burning thing cup after cup through a gap in the bandage in his mouth.

At a table by the window sat five hooded and sneaky figures, dressed in tattered robes that looked like Dementors.

In a gloomy corner by the fireplace sat three wizards, dressed in heavy black robes worn only in winter, the edges of which hung down to their feet.

On the top of the head, a dark turban is wrapped, and the head is tightly wrapped.

Aven couldn't see anything but the black one.

The bar's waitress, a middle-aged witch who looked very strong, served two dinners to Evan and Sirius, along with free drinks.

Truth be told, in this small, old bar, the younger Evan in a clean robe seemed to be the strangest one.

As soon as he sat down, he was greeted by a lot of malicious eyes.

However, after seeing Sirius beside Evan, most of them took their eyes back, with unwilling expressions.

"Keep an eye out for that wizard in the corner!" Sirius whispered.

Evan looked up and glanced quietly at the very old wizard in front of him, who was hunched over and shaking a wooden stick evenly in his hand.

Under the stick, there is a small skeleton doll with a thread, which looks very evil.

"That's the more prevalent witchcraft in Africa, which can curse a person. Sirius said, "Be careful, we'd better stay away from him." ”

For the past three days, every time it was time to eat, Sirius would introduce Evan to many things he hadn't seen before, and he would benefit him a lot. (To be continued.) )