Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Boom!!!

The “giant” Evan fell heavily from the sky and landed in the desert, leaving a huge mark and raising a vast amount of yellow sand.

“Hiss … that hurts.” Evan’s body was shrinking rapidly and soon returned to its usual size.

Perhaps because he had been in the abyss for too long and had become accustomed to the darkness, the dazzling sunlight in the desert made him feel uncomfortable.

He squinted his eyes and looked around. He was the only one around and the skinny cat was gone.

Evan still remembered that at the last moment, the cat had rushed towards his chest with the magic runes.

Then, he began to Apparate…

“Well, if it’s gone, it’s gone. Just don’t let me get involved in any weird troubles.”

Evan raised his head with great effort, and soon noticed that he had once again been teleported back to the place he had returned from time travel before. The outline of the ruins of Per-Ramses City was on the distant horizon…

“It’s so far away. Ramses II must have done it on purpose.”

He now had no strength left and just wanted to sleep. After thinking for a moment, Evan took out his wand and shot a flare into the sky.

Though the surroundings were less than ideal, he decided to just lie here and wait for rescue.

He stared at the desert sky and the slowly drifting white clouds, becoming increasingly sleepy, and fell asleep just like that…

“Meooow!”

He didn’t know how much time had passed, but Evan suddenly heard a cat’s meow, and something was nudging his face.

“Stop it, Crookshanks!” He opened his eyes and saw the scrawny cat again.

Evan immediately became sober and found himself back in the Ruins of Amun Ra, in the room where the weapon was kept.

He was floating in the darkness, with the ghostly cat flying around him, making strange noises.

Below, a huge wheel was spinning rapidly, emitting a terrifying aura and light that was almost impossible to look at directly.

This was the weapon of the Titans, the most powerful force in the world.

Evan didn’t have time to think about why he came back. He saw all the demons being sucked in and their souls being crushed by the wheel. Under the cruel grinding, the gods and demons howled in pain or spoke unintelligible words.

This wheel, this weapon, did not stop at all, nor did its speed slow down, but instead became faster and faster.

Every time a god died, it replenished some of its energy.

When all the demon gods had vanished, the wheel’s speed, brightness, and power had reached their peak.

The suction force it generated was stronger than ever before.

Although it had no effect on Evan, he could still feel it, feel its immense power.

Above, a rumbling sound was heard from the main building complex of the Ruins of Amun Ra, and the entire ruins were rapidly collapsing.

They were drawn in by the powerful suction of the wheel and swallowed by the bottomless abyss.

And there were those terrible sand grains, pouring in like water, without end, as if to bury the abyss.

Evan had no desire to keep watching. He wanted to leave, but he didn’t know where to go.

He turned his head and saw the cat that had brought him back.

It was smiling, an ugly smile on its ugly face.

“Meooow!” It let out another low cry and rushed towards Evan.

The next second, countless building ruins and sand rushed in and buried Evan tens of thousands of feet underground.

There was nothing to see except darkness all around!

And so, Evan was buried under thick layers of sand.

He didn’t know how much time had passed when he woke up to find himself back at home…

The scene before him was familiar and nostalgic, just like that summer three years ago.

By his bedroom window, in the bright noon sunlight, Hermione was quietly sitting there, holding a book.

She looked focused, frowning slightly, as if she was at a critical part…

Evan just looked at Hermione, feeling unprecedented warmth in the tranquility, comforting warmth spreading through his heart.

He didn’t say a word to disturb her, but sensing something, Hermione raised her head, her bright brown eyes turning toward him.

“Evan…” she said softly, as if she hadn’t fully processed the moment.

“Hello, Hermione!” said Evan with a smile.

“Oh my God, Evan, you’re awake, you’re finally awake, I was just thinking…”

She stood up suddenly, rushed towards Evan, threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Feeling Hermione’s breath, Evan hugged her back and patted her head.

The girl’s warmth and heartbeat brought his consciousness back to reality quickly from the cold darkness.

Hermione’s warmth flowed into Evan’s “frozen” heart through his veins.

Although it had only been just over a month, it felt like he hadn’t seen Hermione for a long time.

He hugged her tightly like this, and at that moment, Evan felt happy…

Maybe happiness was as simple as that — having the one who cared for you most in your arms when you needed it the most.

The only downside was that it wasn’t night but noon, with the sun shining brightly, so many things couldn’t be done.

After a long while, the two slowly separated, still wanting more…

“How long have I been unconscious?” Evan asked.

“If you count today, it’s been five days. Professor Dumbledore came to see you. He said there was nothing wrong with you. You just fainted because you were too tired from exhausting your magic and physical strength. But there’s a strange magic in your body that’s why you haven’t woken up right away,” she said. “Your mum was really worried. Professor Dumbledore kept assuring her that there was nothing to worry about, that the magic would gradually dissipate. I was worried too and wanted you to recover quickly, so I kept reading this book, but it didn’t help much.”

Hermione’s voice grew softer, and Evan noticed that this was a book on curing spell-induced coma.

There was no doubt she had been reading this book for his sake.

Seeing that Evan wanted to hug her again, Hermione thought of what had just happened and quickly pushed him away with a blushing face.

“Before leaving for Egypt, you promised me that you would not do anything dangerous,” she said seriously. “Do you know how nervous and worried I was when I received Rawya’s letter about your disappearance?”

“It was an accident!” said Evan, suddenly feeling a bit too guilty to meet Hermione’s eyes.

He had indeed made such a promise before leaving, but he hadn’t expected to end up back in time meeting Ramses II. Nor had he expected that this powerful Pharaoh would ask him for help.

“Accident, you say that every time!” Hermione’s voice rose. “Because of Voldemort, the entire Wizarding World is in a mess now, and every day the newspapers report more deaths. These past two months, I’ve read every single one of those papers, terrified that your name might appear in them…”