Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

Seeing the tight-lipped Slytherin, Canaan had no choice but to give up his plan to continue exploring.

Another search in the basement found nothing but a battered notebook.

According to Slytherin, the Gaunt family had been in ruins since two hundred years ago, and Marvolo Gaunt's fortune had been squandered many generations ago, and there was nothing left.

Oh well, Canaan didn't expect to find any treasure here either.

It was past nine o'clock at night when we returned to Hogwarts. After enjoying the food sent by the house-elf with Dumbledore, Canaan left here with all the Horcruxes.

He felt that it would be safer to keep the horcruxes with him, and he had some novel ideas about these horcruxes.

As for the portrait of Mr. Slytherin, it was an honor to hang it in the headmaster's office, and "fight" with the headmasters of all generations.

"Damn ugly, how can this guy hang here!"

"He's a disgrace to pure blood!"

"A bunch of old bastards, your voice makes me sick to the core. I should really stuff Merlin's long shoes deep into your throats, making you speechless."

 …

It didn't matter who started the war, it wasn't until Dumbledore put a Soundproofing Charm on his ear that things got a little better.

Seeing that Slytherin was still chattering and fighting with others, Dumbledore couldn't help rubbing his temples. He felt that he seemed to have done something bad, and the headmaster's office might not be peaceful in the future.

At the headquarters of the Alchemy Foundation, Canaan took out the three Horcruxes and Ravenclaw's crown that he had retrieved.

These four horcruxes, except for the ring carrying the resurrection stone, the other three are relics of the four founders. It seems that Voldemort was also looking for these relics on purpose at that time, and chose them as his horcruxes.

However, it seemed that there was an induction between the horcruxes, the four horcruxes were trembling slightly, and a faint black air emerged from the horcruxes.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Canaan frowned slightly.

After thinking about it, he decided to bring the Horcrux into the mirror space, where,

He can use more power of space, even if these horcruxes riot, there is no need to worry.

At this time, in the misty woods, a big sleeping snake woke up from the darkness. It seemed to have sensed something. It raised its triangular snake head glowing with dim light, and its cold vertical pupils were fixedly staring in the direction of London.

In the mirror space of the laboratory, the fluctuations of the four Horcruxes became more and more intense, and the black energy emitted by them gathered together, forming a human-shaped black shadow.

Canaan swiped his arm, forming a mirror-like barrier in the space, separating the four Horcruxes.

Without the supply of black energy, the figure roared unwillingly, and cast its vicious eyes on Canaan for the last time, before scattering in all directions.

Canaan rested his chin. He originally planned to sacrifice the Horcrux to see what items he could get, but now he gave up the idea.

Because these horcruxes seem to have their own consciousness and have a good ability to bewitch, if these horcruxes are really allowed to flow into the heavens and worlds, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the weaker world.

Also, as long as a Horcrux is present, Voldemort cannot actually be killed.

I don't know what happened to the notebook that Jolinster brought to another world.

Thinking of this, Canaan took out the ring of the Gaunt family. He wanted to see if he could destroy the soul of Voldemort stored in it without damaging the resurrection stone.

As his lips moved slightly, red gas emerged from the tip of the staff, slowly surrounding the ring.

This is the magic he discovered in the library of Asgard. This red gas has a great corrosive effect on the soul.

Soon the ring reacted, a ball of black gas came out, hissing, and a large amount of green smoke was burned out.

It kept roaring, seemingly unwilling to curse.

The square resurrection stone glowed faintly, Canaan only felt that he had been pulled into a fantasy.

He saw a hospital burning with raging fire, screaming one after another, old thief Huang fleeing in a hurry, and patients who were suffocated to death by thick smoke.

And he himself was lying on the ground, still struggling forward feebly.

All these scenes seem so familiar... the scene before time travel, gradually he seems to have forgotten his identity.

At this time, there seemed to be a voice whispering in his ear, as long as you wear the ring, you will not die, this voice is full of temptation.

Canaan's eyes began to blur, and his footsteps moved slowly towards the ring in front of him.

However, the emerald on Canaan's body radiated light, and the coolness soaked his heart, awakening him instantly.

Canaan shook his head, which was still a little dazed, and woke up with a sweaty head.

He looked at the ring in front of him, feeling a little terrified.

The ability of this resurrection stone is really weird. He is so far away, and this stone can silently immerse people in the fear of the past and lose themselves.

No wonder Dumbledore missed it too, put on the ring, and ended up being cursed.

Looking at the black gas that was still screaming, Canaan increased the output of magic power, and more and more red mist sprayed out from the wand, surrounding the ring airtightly, and melting the black gas fiercely.

Accompanied by the roar, Canaan let out a slight breath until the last trace of black air disappeared.

But he still didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and then he put the ring in a glass bottle filled with red gas.

He was going to put it on for a while to see the effect, if Voldemort still left a little remnant soul in the bardo on the ring, it would be no fun.

 …

Back on Crescent Island, Canaan came to the square, bathed in the silver moonlight, and began to practice elf meditation.

This meditation method is of great help to him, not only tempering his body, but also greatly increasing the growth of magic power.

Two hours later, Canaan stopped meditating with sweat on his face.

"Magic value: 745!" Looking at the value detected by the magic watch, Canaan frowned slightly.

He found that the increase in magic power has declined recently. Perhaps, as Dumbledore said, he has reached a bottleneck in magic power.

In the past, he relied on elf meditation to break through the first magic bottleneck, but now he doesn't know if this meditation can help him break through the second magic bottleneck.

Lying on the roof of the thatched house next to the square, Canaan holds iced juice in his hand, blowing the sea breeze from all sides, not to mention how comfortable it is.

Hearing the shouts of martial arts training on the mountainside in the distance, Canaan nodded in satisfaction. It seems that under the guidance of Kangra, the group of squibs are really hardworking.

"Luck point: 50.3"

The last time I was in Asgard was 143.2 luck points. I returned from the Marvel world and consumed 100 points, and the sporadic increase during this period has reached 50 points.

Canaan was very entangled in his heart. He originally wanted to save up to 100 points and waited to return to the Marvel world, but the 50 luck points were like a cat's paw, constantly tickling in his heart.

"Do it once?" He seemed to be talking to himself.

"Then do it once!" After thinking for a while, he nodded heavily.

"Get a cheaper one, just once." Canaan vowed to himself.

He took out a bronze-colored epee, which he took in Asgard. The material of this sword is special, and the dwarves mixed a little bit of the heart of the star when it was forged, and the value is quite precious. .

Hope to open something good.

Then he immersed his consciousness into the blue altar in his mind.

"Sacrifice!"

The blue altar glowed, and after a sound of "Ding!", the bronze epee disappeared, and Canaan looked expectantly at Goldfinger's inventory.

Personal items: Golden Desert Eagle (from the world of crossing the line of fire, the gun has full recoil and has extraordinary collection value.) [Extractable]

"Oh, hell." Canaan took out the pistol, weighed the heavy Desert Eagle, and said helplessly.

This thing is indeed very cool, but it has no effect on him now.

Throwing the pistol into the storage bag casually, Canaan couldn't help but look at the remaining luck points in his mind.

"40.3!"

"Do you want to do it again?"

"The inaccuracy of the blue altar is too great, and 10 luck points are not a lot. It will take a long time to earn."

"It's only 10 o'clock, give it a try, a miracle will happen!"

"..."

At this time, Canaan seemed to be caught in a battle between heaven and man, and the two voices in his mind were constantly arguing.

"In this case, let's do it again!" Canaan suddenly sat up from the ground, making up his mind.

This time he took out a piece of golden armor from the storage bag. This is a magic weapon he shunned from Karma Taj. It has good defense. Although he hasn't tried it himself, it should be able to resist the attack of guns.

"Sacrifice!"

The blue altar was activated again, and with a "ding", something new appeared in the personal inventory.

Rat Charm (from the world of Jackie Chan Adventures, unknown function) [extractable]

Extracting the rat charm, Canaan held back the joy in his heart. Compared with the pistol just now, this rat charm is much more useful.

The World of Jackie Chan Adventures tells the story of an archaeological explorer, Jackie Chan, with his eccentric niece Yu'er and his father who has a magical inheritance to resist the dark forces together.

And this mouse charm comes from the early boss of the anime, the Lord. It has the ability to turn dead things into living things.

However, this ability is not unlimited, no matter how powerful the living creature is, it will not exceed the Holy Master.

After simply playing with the rat charm in his hand, Canaan is going to try the ability of this spell.

At this time, Chinatown in another world, in an old building full of antiques.

A girl with short hair and wearing a red coat looked at the armor that suddenly appeared in front of her in disbelief.

But the spell she had been playing with in her hand was gone.

In the end what happened?

It took a long time before she realized what was happening, and she patted her head weakly.

"Wow! The mouse charm is gone, Uncle Long won't beat me to death!"

 …

On the other side, in order to test whether the power of the rat spell is real, Canaan pressed the spell on a stone, a tree, and a house.

It has to be said that the ability of the Rat Charm is really powerful. At the moment when the spell ability is activated, these dead creatures seem to come to life. Apart from being unable to speak, they all seem to have a high IQ.

Especially the big tree, seeing Canaan standing in front of it, the leaves trembled a little, as if it was taken aback.

Then it pulled the rhizome directly from the soil, and ran away at a loose pace.

The key is that this guy's running speed is not slow.

Later, Canaan took a lot of effort to take the rat charm out of its body and plant it back to its original place.

 …

The next day, Canaan whistled and came to the principal's office early,

"It seems that you are in a good mood." Dumbledore took a sip of warm milk and smiled.

"What did you come to see me for?"

"I'll show you this." Dumbledore handed over a book.

"This is?" The book looks a bit dated.

"Slytherin's true inheritance, he has studied for most of his life." Dumbledore said slowly.

Canaan said in disbelief: "The old man didn't ask you to make a vow before he gave you this book? Did you just hand it over to me so easily?"

Dumbledore shook his head: "He is not a stingy person, and he can't tell you because he once made an oath that he can only hand over the inheritance to the real heirs of Slytherin."

"Okay, but, what about the old guy, didn't you hang him in the principal's office before?" Canaan looked around and asked in confusion.

"He said he liked the smell of Ravenclaw, so I hung him in your lounge." Dumbledore paused, then continued: "Of course, if you don't like it, I can change his position .”

Canaan shrugged: "Let's forget it, after all, licking a dog is not easy."

Moreover, there seems to be a statue of Ravenclaw in their lounge, and Slytherin is going to go to that statue.

Then Canaan opened the book in his hand. ,

This book is indeed worthy of being the true inheritance of Slytherin, it completely records the process of how wizards use magic essence to become gods.

"What do you think?" Dumbledore asked slowly after seeing Canaan finish the book.

Canaan thought for a while, and commented: "It's an interesting method, but it requires too much magic, and it may not be successful."

"Poseidon may have succeeded, and according to the time recorded in the book, he seems to be going through a transformation period."

"Mr. Principal, you may be a little more optimistic. That's just Slytherin's guess. Who knows whether Poseidon will appear. After all, he is an antique from 10,000 years ago."

Dumbledore shook his head, and said solemnly: "Canaan, Fitz's full name is Fitz Atlantis. Few people know his surname, and I am the one who knows it. And the founder Slytherin also mentions in the book that Poseidon's surname is also Atlantis. After so many things happened, I just connected it all."

He shook his head slightly and continued: "I think my student was instructed by Poseidon to not only steal the murloc crown, but also take the trident from the Dragon Valley Secret Realm, after all, it belonged to him in the first place. "

Canaan also touched his chin and pondered: "If Poseidon has really recovered, it may be that there is something wrong with his body, otherwise he can do it himself."