Chapter 467 (1/2)

In fact, these things are not so great, as Dumbledore said, as long as he does not think about it, this kind of thing born of darkness does not exist at all.

Human consciousness influenced them, and van Lin probably guessed how the boggarts were born.

Obviously, the dark matter here is the precursor of Bogart, or they are some boggarts themselves.

Born in the darkness of nothingness, it seems very easy to understand that it depends on human imagination and fear.

The road ahead is also adjusted by the addition of these dark substances.

It's too dead here. It's all covered in darkness, and there's no light at all except in their area.

So, it's like there's no end to the road, but it's not a particularly reliable way to keep going along the torch.

For torches, there are no terrain restrictions.

When Sirius fell to the ground for the second time, van Lin had to use his magic power to light up the larger space around him. The visibility of the torch was too low to cover four people slightly.

Cold air constantly invades these people's lungs. The air here is not fresh, because there is no way to circulate. The breath here always brings a strong sense of oppression.

Van Lin's breathing began to become heavy, he had to use magic to maintain his most basic survival.

”It should be It's not far. ” Fanlin said, he threw a ball of light into the distance, like a flash bomb, the light exploded in the sky.

The short light let a few people see clearly the situation ahead, it is an ancient temple, blue stone brick against the white light appears particularly old.

”This should be it. Let's go.” The temple is in front of the torch.

Several people accelerated the pace of moving forward, Fanlin has been maintaining the light mantra, gradually, in the hazy edge, the ground began to become clean, the dark blue stone slab let Fanlin's feet have a sense of steadiness.

This is not the same as the Parthenon temple in the main world. There are no buildings with carved beams and pillars. Instead, there are smooth stone slabs, which are arranged neatly, like a cube.

”This is patnon?” Fanlin asked. He couldn't believe his eyes. The building in front of him could not be connected with a temple at all. It was like a cage, and there was no space to enter.

”Patnon is just a representative, and I think it's better to call it seal here.” The sacrifice said.

Fanlin did not give up his mind to inspire a large light mantra, the moment the light burst, they saw a whole face of the stone wall.

Bright and clean, towering, Fanlin has never seen such a tall building.

Vaseline thought of Azkaban, who had seen the prison in the prophet's daily.

A huge triangle, located in the Atlantic Ocean, with dark clouds all year round, and, of course, Dementors.

”How high is this?” Van Lim asked, the light mantra has come to an end, but he still did not see the top of the building.

”I don't know. I don't have much information. All I know is to destroy a weak body. This should be the prison set by the goddess, and that thing is in it.”

The atmosphere on the field was a little tense. It seemed that it was too difficult for the wizard to eliminate the word.