Chapter 1112 (1/2)

”I just want to get out of here safely.” Fanlin some helpless said, finally several people still decided to open the coffin.

In fact, this kind of thing is really the first time in Fanlin, which is to disturb the cleanliness of the host family?

”Are you going to open the coffin?” Rutherford asked.

”Always know what we're looking for.” Fanlin some helpless said.

In fact, Fanlin didn't want to try anything unknown at all. It took a lot of risk, especially in the glaciers in the center of the old world.

Who would have a problem with his head and build the tomb here?

And this is the coffin made of obsidian. In the final analysis, there is no identical statement about the efficacy of obsidian.

But there is one thing that vanillin can confirm.

Obsidian, also known as dragon crystal, is indeed the material that can be used in alchemy.

Originally, obsidian was used to make weapons, and has a restraining effect on Yin corpse type creatures.

Obviously, this thing is not suitable for making coffins. In a sense, it is disrespectful to the dead.

It's hard to say what was put in Hagrid's coffin, the Yin corpse?

”Really Open it... ” Hermione asked hesitantly. She took van Lin's hand and stepped back two steps.

Mausoleums and girls are really not quite right. Even though they have experienced the tide of corpses left by Voldemort in the cave by the sea, in fact, it is still a little difficult for Hermione to accept.

Even though they were all witches, there was Dumbledore at that time. It is certain that Dumbledore is absolutely capable of protecting them.

But at the same time, the existence of witches is totally unimaginable for a girl born in Muggle family. Although Hogwarts has many ghosts, daily communication is no different from facing normal people.

Now, after the coffin is opened, there may be a rotten corpse, or something more bizarre.

People and witches are always afraid of the unknown.

There are so many brave people there?

The probability of missing your heart is not small.

”Peace of mind,” said Fanlin, ”it's nothing. Maybe a Sir Nicholas will come out as soon as it's opened.”

Fanlin patted Hermione's hand. In fact, Fanlin was very nervous. But if both of them were afraid, it would be worse.

”You two, ready?” Rutherford asked that Rutherford was not unfamiliar with this kind of thing. Although he usually lived in the castle like an aristocrat, his descendants of blood clan would prepare a decent coffin for him anyway.

How long was the last deep sleep?

Thirty years? Fifty years? Or a hundred years?

At the end of the day, it's really reassuring, if you can fall asleep.

After a long time, perhaps you will have a wonderful connection with the coffin?

Integration?

This is really a strange hobby, but it is destined to be a feeling that the master can experience.