v2 Chapter 1809： The legend of the fountain of good luck (2/2)

”Indeed...” Harry and Sirius stepped forward and carefully compared and observed, ”It's exactly the same, both in the style of house-elf.”

”But what does this mean?”

”Hmm...” Hermione pondered, looking quickly at the paintings behind, ”This seems to be some kind of ritual, and the golden cup is the key prop. This golden cup used to be the sacred artifact of house elves, which can make food It's kept fresh, and it's used for some kind of sacrificial activity. You see, this thing might be a gold cup, and these are house-elves.”

She pointed to the petroglyph, right next to the one where Mr. Lovegood had determined that the Crooked Snorer existed.

”Then what's this in front of them, a horned snorer and the house-elves it eats?” Harry asked suspiciously.

In the portrait, many house-elves are crawling on the ground, and a golden cup is placed on the stone pier in front of it. The golden cup contains something, which seems to be sacrificed to a horned snoring beast. Elf.

After that, the picture becomes very abstract, and it is impossible to understand what the sculptor is trying to express. After a few more pictures, the ancient rune of ”Home Elf Home” appears on the painting, which is a tree covered with lush plants. The place, looks a lot like the secret garden that Sirius said.

One thing in the middle looks a lot like a tree, but it doesn't look like much... These paintings are so abstract that it's hard for anyone to guess what the ancient house-elves were trying to express.

”Are we going to put food in gold cups for the Crooked Snore? Or some of us to the Crooked Snore,” Harry said uncertainly, the frescoes adding to the confusion in his head. ”And then it will take the rest to the elf's home?”

”It's really ridiculous, let the monster swallow itself, and besides, any reasonable person knows that the horned snoring beast does not exist.” Sirius said, ”It is a completely imagined magical animal, and also Only Xenophilius Lovegood would believe this, and I don't think he's normal here.” He tapped his head with his finger.

”It may not be a horned snoring beast, but it does sacrifice food to something.” Hermione's eyes still stayed on the mural, ”We have read some existing materials and house elves before they were enslaved, they once Worshiping some kind of natural deity, and I think that might be the deity they worship.”

”But what does this have to do with the fountain of good luck just mentioned? And where are we going to sacrifice food? Wouldn't it be to put the golden cup here, it looks stupid...”

”Dobby has something to say, and Dobby senses something unusual,” Dobby said suddenly, and the other three looked at him in surprise.

”what have you found?”

”A force, Miss Granger, Dobby doesn't know, there doesn't seem to be something right here...” Dobby said, coming to a mural that looked like many plants. He felt it for a while, then reached out and touched the rock wall.

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