Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

At this time, Canaan was satisfied and put the bottles of red liquid into the storage bag. These were the blood of the Frost Dragon. Just now he saw Dumbledore and Ferrod leave and got out of the mirror space.

He knows that the dragon is full of treasures, especially the blood is an indispensable raw material for many precious medicines. This Frost Dragon has no resistance now, so it can't be wasted.

Under his careful selection, he finally chose the private part of the frost dragon's buttocks, which is safe and has no scales, so it can be said to be a good place for bloodletting.

"It's estimated that there are three big barrels. It's a pity that the containers are all used up, but it should be enough for a long time." Canaan muttered, and then saw a place where blood was still gushing, and muttered distressedly: "The hole is too big, wasted."

Canaan had no choice but to take out his magic wand to heal the dragon's wound. He didn't want the frost dragon to bleed to death. This might be the only dragon left in ancient times.

The Frost Dragon shook its butt, it felt itchy there, as if the human was using magic power to heal its wound.

"Damn ants, they invaded the sacred place of the dragon so much! When this dragon recovers, I will be the first to bite you to death." It thought viciously, and then it waved its wings vigorously, trying to break free from the chain bondage.

And the iron chain lost Dumbledore's magic power supply, and it kept making "creaking" sounds, and it was already overwhelmed.

Canaan cleaned up, dug out the soil and plants that were stained with dragon's blood, and packed them all into a storage bag. He looked up at the Frost Dragon that was about to break free, and waved his hands.

"Okay guys, we'll see you later."

 …

Entering the mirror space again, Canaan flew directly into the sky wearing a cloak, he wanted to find traces of Dumbledore's group.

At this time, the sun is shining brightly, looking down from the sky, the clear lake reflects the golden light, and the picture is very holy and peaceful.

However, he flew thousands of meters into the air and looked down at the entire lake, but he still didn't find the safe place that Dumbledore said before.

Where did they go? There is no small island in the middle of the lake.

Is it under the lake, or...?

Canaan's figure fell rapidly, and he felt that there must be something invisible in the middle of the lake.

"Sure enough." Canaan stopped somewhere high in the middle of the lake, and he sensitively felt invisible energy fluctuations coming from ahead.

"This seems to be a giant invisible magic circle? No, there are some shadows of defensive magic circles."

Canaan approached slowly, and he didn't feel the repelling force of the magic circle on him. Through a transparent light wave, he saw the world hidden under the magic circle.

This is a small crescent-shaped island with dense vegetation and undulating mountains. A mountain peak stands in the center of the island, like a broken sword inserted on the island.

He found that the middle of the mountain was hollow, and a huge tree with luxuriant branches grew out of the mountain. This is probably the most conspicuous view on the island.

Looking from a distance from the sky, there are some strange buildings on the mountain. These buildings seem to be built on big trees, which are very different from human architecture.

"That seems to be Dumbledore and the others." Canaan finally found signs of Dumbledore's activities in the air, and he rushed over quickly.

 …

"Don't go any further, Dumbledore!", a black-robed wizard held a group of alchemists hostage, and said fiercely. But judging from his trembling hands, he was very nervous inside.

"Hey, buddy, stop shaking your hands, your wand is about to stab that black alchemist to death." Kebra teased.

"Shut up, fat man." The black-robed wizard gave Kebra a hard look, and then turned to look at Dumbledore: "You better not try to do it secretly, I came here with the determination to die .

"

"Zabzak, you don't have to work so hard for No. 1. Let me ask you, where did No. 1 take the others?" Philroth stepped forward and said.

"Hehe, Philrot, No. 1 is right, you have been confused by Dumbledore's rhetoric again, you capricious villain." Zabzak said disdainfully.

"In this case, I have to do it, you know I don't care about the lives of those people." Phillot pointed his wand at him.

"Wait, number two..." Before Zabzak finished speaking, a spell from Philroth had already been shot over quickly.

"Damn it." Zabzak didn't expect Philrot to attack him directly. He didn't have time to react, and the wand in his hand was instantly sent flying by the disarming spell.

Philrot stepped forward, put his wand around his neck, and said coldly: "Ask again, where did they go on the 1st?"

Zabzak seemed to feel the cold killing intent from the wand, so he had no choice but to say: "They went to the mountain."

"Who is there, what are they going to do? Finish the sentence at once, don't challenge my patience!" Philrot frowned, and his wand was pressed tightly against Zabzak's neck.

Zabzak swallowed a mouthful of spit, and hurriedly said: "There are six people in total, number one, number five, and number seven, alchemists Gowett and Azik, and a mysterious person. He is wearing a black robe of alchemy. I can't see it." Clear his face. He seems to have a good relationship with Number One. They said there was something we were looking for in the mountain, and then they went in. That's all I know."

"Mysterious man? Is it one of yours?" Philrot looked at Kebra and asked.

"Oh, absolutely not. Except for those who were killed by you and those who were captured by bats, I am the only one left." Kebra hurriedly waved his hands and explained.

Dumbledore thought for a while, and finally said slowly: "Newt, you take care of them here, Philrot and I go in and have a look."

"Okay, be careful." Newt nodded.

Then, Dumbledore and Phillot used flying magic to directly turn into mist and flew into the air, trying to enter from the top of the mountain. And Canaan followed closely behind.

"Why do you always want to go to that magical world? The situation there is not necessarily better than here." Dumbledore asked slowly, half showing his figure.

"Then why do you keep preventing us from going to that world? It's unlikely that that world will invade us." Ferrod asked back in the same tone.

Dumbledore didn't answer. After a while, he asked again: "Where did you learn the magic you used before?"

Ferrot smiled, "You should have guessed it, just as you thought. Well, we are here."

As soon as the words fell, they came to the peak.

A giant tree with a diameter of nearly 100 meters emerged from the middle of the mountain, and its umbrella-shaped branches and leaves covered the entire sky. When they looked down, the middle of the mountain was pitch black, and they couldn't see anything clearly.