Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Such was the strength of Caresius, and it was enough to prove how powerful the ancient warlocks had been.

Obviously, no matter what treasures might be hidden in the ruins, he was not going to go in and find out.

From a rational point of view, his cautious view was absolutely correct.

In the face of powerful unknown forces beyond their ability, the best thing to do was to stay away from them instead of making random contact. Otherwise, they might not even see their death coming.

But there was a premise in this matter. If Evan had not contacted the evil god, if Voldemort had not taken away the statue of the evil god, he would have followed the advice of Caresius and left here. But now, he had no other choice.

The Temple’s most important object, the statue of the evil god, had been removed. There should be no other major danger left in it…

From the memories of the Centaurs’ ancestor Okegiga, it could be seen that he did not encounter any obstacles inside the building. He entered the center of the ruins very smoothly at that time, and he did not even encounter the Manticore.

Besides, there was one more point that made Evan firmly believe in entering to check.

Gryffindor himself must have known about this. Since he showed him the memory of Okegiga in his illusion, he must have hoped that he would come to this place. There might be a way to defeat the evil god in these ancient relics.

It couldn’t be something out of Evan’s ability to beat. Otherwise, Gryffindor would have certainly not told him about it.

Thinking of this, Evan decided to act as planned.

“Thank you for your advice, Caresius, but I still want to go in and have a look. We’d better lay a trap here, and then bring out the Manticore inside. You control it and give me time. I’ll be back in an hour.” said Evan, motioning Buckbeak to land.

“Hum, if you want to die, I won’t stop you!” Caresius stared at Evan with cold eyes and said slowly, “Remember, I’ll only wait for you here for an hour. If you don’t come back, I’ll leave directly, and I won’t inform anyone else.”

Evan didn’t answer. He took the package from Caresius, jumped down from Buckbeak and began to set the trap.

The mud on the ground was soft, there was no much water, and it was not trapping like a swamp.

Evan buried the trap trigger device that would capture the magical creature under the soil, and then piled the meat of the Nogtail on it. He also sprinkled a lot of potions in them, and these potions had a certain anesthetic effect. Although he didn’t know if it would work on the Manticore, it did not seem like a bad idea to just try them.

The Manticore had abundant feelings and superb language ability, but his violent nature prevented it from thinking carefully.

Most of the time, it would make choices impulsively, obey its instinct, and fall into traps.

Evan climbed onto Buckbeak and they rose back into the air and waited quietly.

Before long, a huge red lion emerged from the entrance of the ruins.

It looked about the size of Hagrid, and where it should originally be a lion’s face, there was a face of a middle-aged man.

The head was surrounded by long red hair, and the ugly big nose on the face was the most conspicuous thing about it, with red eyes above it.

Its eyes were as red as a vampire’s, but they were not the deep red of Caresius, nor the lovely crimson of Elaine with her faint charm, but the blood-red, and full of rage..

Three rows of long sharp tusks grew out of its mouth, telling everyone that this was not a human face. There were also two long black horns above the head of the Manticore. The horns are thick, round in sections, and curved backwards, like male gazelles.

But more precisely, it looked like an evil demon.

On either side of its ribs was a pair of cyan wings. Having the ability to fly, there was no doubt that the Manticore was even more dangerous.

At the end of its tail was a scorpion-like deadly stinger, much larger than that of an ordinary scorpion sting. It was like it had been magnified by the Engorgement Charm. It glowed with a heart-rending green light, and it had a high toxicity. Being stung with it meant death in the blink of an eye…

The Manticore, emerging from the ruins, did not see Evan and Caresius. It saw the food and made a soft humming sound.

The sound is sweet and melodious, mingled with the distant magnetic whistle, with some magic.

This was his habit of catching and devouring prey. All the creatures who heard the humming sound are immersed in it, not knowing that death was awaiting them.

The Manticore that came out from the ruins did not stop, but pounced straight at the piled mound of meat like a hill.

“Bingo!” said Evan, delighted. Things were going better than he had expected.

The wand in Caresius’s hand was lifted upward. The next second, six thick chains drilled out of the ground, shaking in the air with the sound of slaps, from bottom to top, falling from the sky at a very fast speed. The trap was tightly wrapped around the Manticore that was enjoying food.

Suddenly attacked, the beast seemed to be a little surprised, as if he did not understand what was going on.

When he saw the chains around him, there was a furious look on his face.

His blue wings were all open, and he started out with terrible howls, shaking vigorously, trying to break free from the control of the chains.

His muscles were tight, his eyes bulged outward, and his scorpion tail slapped on the ground, smashing a huge pit.

The chains were stretched to the extreme, making a clicking sound.

The Manticore was extremely powerful, and he was competing with the power of the magic chain. With a bang, one of the chains broke.

Evan, who was navigating Buckbeak, was a bit surprised. This was terrible!

Those chains were as thick as his arms and very hard. It was said that they were even suitable to deal with the fire dragon. Evan did not expect that they would be so easily broken. It was clear that the Manticore was in a whole different league from any other magical creature he had ever witnessed!

“Leave the monster to me, you hurry up!” whispered Caresius.

He didn’t seem to care that the chain had broken, and he turned and jumped off Buckbeak’s back.

Just then, a strange red and black circular arc of light flashed, his body disappeared in mid-air, and then appeared out of thin air in front of the furious Manticore!

Compared with the massive Manticore, the tall body of Caresius looked very small. His pale face was expressionless, and he pointed his wand forward and uttered a curse.

The next second, countless tiny red chains appeared on the Manticore that was firmly trapped.

The Manticore, who had found his target, made a terrible roar. Although his whole body was entangled in chains, he still carried them and rushed to the front of Caresius, wanting to tear him apart. .

There was no time to care about the battle between the two. After Caresius went on, Evan did not stop.

He controlled Buckbeak to fly to the entrance of the ruins not far away. It was a huge pothole that had been changed into a nest by the Manticore.

The entrance was big and it was very easy for Evan to get in…

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