Chapter 204: Traces of magic (1/2)
”Kelce, please let me hold your right hand. After I counted three times, the apparition took us to the cave.” Dumbledore looked around for a week and muttered, ”You four can catch me, don't It’s too tight, I’m just guiding you.”
There was a strange scene in the room, with Sirius, Avon, Harry, and Hermione placing their hands on Dumbledore's arms, and Dumbledore holding Kreacher's right hand.
”one two Three”
Dumbledore’s voice just fell, and Avon felt like he was spinning.
The feeling of horror and uneasiness reappeared when Sarah Slytherin was moved with a phantom.
Evan can't breathe, like being squeezed into a thick rubber tube, and every part of the body is squeezed, just beyond the limits of his tolerance.
Then, just as he thought he was going to suffocate, the invisible tube suddenly split.
He stood in the cool outdoors and breathed fresh, salty air.
Ai Wen can smell the smell of the sea and hear the choppy sound.
He looked up and found himself standing on a high black rock that was exposed to the sea. The waves rolled under his feet and foamed.
A cold sea breeze blew his hair, the sky in the distance, the winter sun with a faint, warm temperature, and it felt very comfortable on the body.
Then he turned his head and looked back.
There was a cliff behind them, and the steep rock wall fell straight down.
There are a few large rocks around the cliff, just like the one standing under their feet, it seems to have fallen off the front of the cliff sometime in the past.
It was bare and desolate, except for the vast sea and rocks, there was no tree, no grass and no beach.
”Hermione, are you okay?” Ai Wen said with concern, holding Hermione, who was standing beside her, she was the first apparition.
”I'm fine, Avon, have we just experienced the apparition?” Hermione said with her ear. ”How do you say it is suddenly stuffed into a tube and forced to compress into a liquid?”
”You need to adapt to this feeling slowly. When you are an adult, you can go to the Magic Phantom Appearance exam.” Dumbledore said slowly, ”We should be at the destination. What do you think of it?”
He said as he carefully looked at the cliff.
That breath is like asking them, is this an ideal picnic spot?
”If it's summer, it's a picnic spot to deal with.” Harry shook his head, his face mixed with emotions such as nervousness, excitement, and anxiety.
Then he noticed that Sirius standing next to him was not very good.
”How do you feel, Sirius?” Harry hurriedly asked, ”You seem to have something.”
”Very bad, isn't it?!” Sirius's pale face was very ugly. He said disgustedly, ”I just remembered some bad things. Azkaban also has such a cliff. It is a narrow window in my room. The only sight that can be seen.”
”Azkaban?!” Ivan was the first time I saw Sirius mentioning the place.
”Yes, it's almost exactly the same, the dark sea and the black rocks are endlessly desolate, without any anger. No one will go there unless the dementors are ready to throw the dead from there.”
”Oh, Sirius!” I heard that he was worried, and Evan, Harry, and Hermione were worried. They went up to hug him.