Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures - H.P.S.T Chapter 720: A New Journey

Evan returned to the bottom of the lake again, and it was as quiet as ever.

Neither the just-concluded battle nor Voldemort’s imminent return had affected the Merpeople’s life.

They gathered from the nearby waters, as usual, to their ancient ritual here.

Although they were members of the wizarding world, the Merpeople had their own unique closed community.

No matter how contentious the human world was, it could not affect them, as it had been for a thousand years, and Voldemort would not be interested in the territory of the Merpeople.

They had been living here for generations, without any dispute, no matter who was in the castle!

However, after seeing Evan coming, many Mermen still went up to ask about the castle.

Even if they lived under the lake, they had heard Voldemort’s name and knew the terrible things he had done in the past.

Evan talked to the Mermen for a while, and after the gap in the statue’s tail opened, he went in.

Along the path he had passed before, he soon came to the extraordinary large stone gate.

The dark blue Raven stood quietly above the stone gate, with two ruby ​​eyes sparkling in the light of the wand.

It had become the same as before, without any breath, and seemed to be dead.

But after the last experience, Evan wouldn’t think so, that thing was not simple.

From the perspective of alchemy, that Raven was up there with the greatest creations ever, having life!

No matter whether it was Rowena Ravenclaw who had made it or not, or how she did it, there was an indisputable achievement in front of him he had to admire: life was given to a dead being, and it was rendered immortal!

Alchemy was born in ancient Egypt. Egypt at that time belonged to the ancient magic civilization era of ancient warlocks.

In Evan’s view, although the magical pharaohs, priests, and ancient warlocks created a lot of magic beyond imagination, the thing they really wanted to do was to conquer death.

They studied from the perspective of alchemy and necromancy respectively, and achieved astonishing results.

For example, the Philosopher’s Stone, and then the Horcrux were a small part of their research results.

Evan looked at the Raven carefully, studied it for a while, then walked over and knocked gently on the door.

The eagle’s beak opened immediately, saying in a cold, gloomy voice, “In accordance with the master’s wishes, my door is only open to the smartest people. Stranger, I will ask you questions and test whether your wisdom can meet the conditions. If you answer correctly, I will let you in; if you answer incorrectly, you will die!”

As soon as the sound fell, Evan was surrounded by powerful magical power, and the Raven on the gate flew up.

It hovered over Evan’s head, its blood red eyes fixed on him.

“Ask!” Evan said, confident to answer its question.

As with the Ravenclaw Common Room door, there was a different riddle with every knock.

Some were simple and some were difficult. That was the magic that Madam Rowena Ravenclaw had personally arranged.

After the last time, Evan asked Luna to lead him to practice in the Ravenclaw common room and accumulated experience.

“Which came first, the phoenix, or the flame?”

It turned out to be that question, and Evan immediately answered, “That is a cycle with no beginning and no end!”

The phoenix was born in the fire and dissipated in the flame. It was difficult for this magical creature to really die.

However, nature was fair. While giving Phoenixes strong vitality, it also greatly limited their number.

Indeed, of all wands, the number of cores made with Phoenix tail feathers was relatively small, because the number of Phoenixes was ​​far less than that of other magical creatures such as fire dragons and unicorns. Besides Dumbledore’s Fawkes, Evan had never seen any other Phoenix.

“Correct answer, stranger! The wisest of minds deserve a reward! “The stone door opened slowly.

The powerful force that controlled Evan disappeared instantly, as though it had never existed.

He walked in, took out Ravenclaw’s Diadem, ignored those magical books protected by magic, hurriedly came to the innermost side of the room, and came in front of Madame Ravenclaw’s beautiful, but somewhat daunting, huge statue.

The Raven landed lightly on top of her head, crooked its head, its blood-red eyes fixed on Evan. They fell on the diadem in Evan’s hand, emitting a strange red light.

“Wit beyond measure is man’s greatest treasure!” It gave out a hoarse, mournful cry to Evan, “Stranger, you have passed the first test. Place Madame Ravenclaw’s Diadem where it should be, and I will show you the hidden secret!”

Evan took out his wand and guided the diadem on his left hand, controlling it to float up slowly.

With a click and a crisp sound, the diadem fell on the statue’s head exactly and perfectly fit together. 

With a slight tremor, the Raven watched Evan, and he seemed to have touched a mechanism.

Evan blinked, and for a moment, it seemed as though nothing had happened.

What was going on, what was Ravenclaw’s secret?

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that the scene around him had changed, and he was no longer in the closed chamber.

Evan appeared on a large ship that was constantly shaking, surrounded by the endless azure ocean, and he could even smell the odor of the sea.

Then he saw Rowena Ravenclaw, standing on the deck in front of him, smiling at him.

It was soul magic again!!! 

Ravenclaw, like Gryffindor, had preserved a part of her soul in some way.

However, there seemed to be some difference. Madam Ravenclaw did not speak to Evan, and it was not a powerful illusion.

Gryffindor’s soul had been preserved by the power of the Philosopher’s Stone and stars.

In Ravenclaw’s Chamber of Secrets, besides the eerie Raven, Evan didn’t sense any powerful source of magical power.

Without magical support, her soul would not stay, let alone have the power to create illusions.

But no matter how powerful her magic was, she couldn’t do it!

Evan looked around and focused carefully. The area was a bit similar to the memory seen in the Pensieve and Tom Riddle’s diary. A special method was used to save a past image for later visitors to watch. He was reliving Rowena Ravenclaw’s memory.

In front of him, Ravenclaw was dressed in sky-blue wizard robes, seventeen or eighteen years old.  She looked so beautiful that he couldn’t even look straight at her.

Those blue eyes especially, pure and flawless; they seemed to be able to reach the human heart directly.

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