ca-book Chapter 312 Gudao Cave
Chapter 312 Gudao Cave
"Well, why are you going to the sausage factory? I think the sausages made in the Hogwarts kitchen are very good, and the school kitchen has no intention of purchasing them from outside for the time being."
Dumbledore said very tactfully.
"Oh, you misunderstood, we just need to sneak into the raw material warehouse very quietly and get something."
Zhang Qi was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand.
He has no intention of getting involved in the food industry yet, and the profitable businesses are enough to make him miserable.
"Prophecy tells us we must do this."
Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders and explained simply.
"Let's go now"...
Dumbledore sighed and grabbed the phoenix by the tail.
"boom"!
With a loud explosion, several people instantly disappeared into a whirlpool of flames.
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"Are you sure this thing will work"?
Dumbledore looked at the huge iron bucket of raw materials carried behind Zhang Qi with surprise in his eyes.
"It doesn't matter whether it is useful or not, you are not carrying 30 kilograms of refrigerated pig blood anyway. You neither feel tired nor feel cold on your back"...
Zhang Qi rolled his eyes.
Several people are now sitting on the beach late at night. Winter is not over yet, so the evening breeze here seems very cold.
"Wow, looks like we're in big trouble."
Dumbledore suddenly raised his head, took out the scarred wand from his sleeve, and pointed at a dilapidated house with great vigilance.
"Come out, sir, I can feel the smell of blood on you."
"He is indeed the greatest white wizard in the world today. Unfortunately, I will never conduct experiments on innocent living people."
A strong voice sounded from a dilapidated house on the beach.
"Mr. Kel'Thuzad"?
Astoria asked in surprise.
"Ah, it looks like the little girl still remembers my name."
The old necromancer strode out carrying a bottle of wine that he had dug out of the house, and then showed a friendly smile to Dumbledore.
"Also, dear Mr. Hilbert, your mother gave me a sum of money that is enough to survive for a long time in this era, and she hopes that I can help you do something today."
"Who is this"?
Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene, because at least it was not an enemy.
This old man had an aura that frightened him, and Dumbledore was certain that this old man must often deal with corpses.
"Kel'Thuzad, the last necromancer in the world who has been canonized by the Necromancer Association, is older than Mr. Slytherin because he taught Slytherin necromancy."
Zhang Qi explained in a low voice beside him.
"I have long heard that you are the greatest white wizard of this era. Unfortunately, the last time I heard your name was when Grindelwald was raging. From then until now, I have been living in the hut in Spider End Alley. He is obsessed with studying death."
Kel'Thuzad looked at Dumbledore's face very carefully. The child in front of him, who was only over 100 years old, actually gave him an extremely oppressive atmosphere.
"There's no point in talking, Mr. Kel'Thuzad. I guess you know what we're looking for, right?"
Zhang Qi waved his hand casually and said.
"I was surprised by that person's talent for black magic. After all, in this era of thin magic, it is not easy to set up such an exquisite black magic trap."
Kel'Thuzad picked up the wine bottle and took two more sips, drank the remaining wine inside, and then smashed his mouth with unsatisfied content.
"Don't look at me like that, I put $100 under the table, which is enough to pay for this bottle of wine."
"Well, that's pretty much it. Then you can start leading the way now."
Zhang Qi spread his hands and said.
"Ah, this black magic trap is very precious. In fact, you should open your eyes first"...
The old man muttered dissatisfiedly, then raised the staff inlaid with purple crystal in his hand and knocked on the beach.
"Crunch".
The ice-cold seawater immediately made a sound of icing, and the ice began to spread, and soon a huge ice block was formed on the beach, leading directly to the shore and the island.
"I am amazed by your skills."
Dumbledore looked at the old man with a thoughtful expression.
"But it's a pity that undead magic still belongs to the position of logistics support. If the two of us fight now, I think you will definitely have the strength to kill me directly."
Kel'Thuzad looked at Dumbledore's cautious look and suddenly laughed.
"Your Excellency is overly complimentary."
Dumbledore said very calmly.
"Forget it, we are actually on the same side."
The old necromancer shook his head and stepped onto the ice.
Several people followed him towards the island in the distance.
"Here we are, right here."
The group walked for more than 20 minutes and finally arrived in front of a cliff.
"Well, it's interesting. I obviously underestimated you just now."
The old necromancer looked at Dumbledore who was already standing in front of the cave in surprise, and nodded happily.
"This is a very old magic. I can't believe that this magic can be passed down to this day without any loss."
"Let me guess, only life force can unlock this magic"?
Zhang Qi put the 30-liter pig blood bucket behind him on the ground with a clang, and moved his shoulders angrily.
"Of course, if you are a wizard, you can just bleed until you feel dizzy, but if you are an ordinary person, we will most likely have to perform a blood sacrifice ceremony."
The old man shrugged his shoulders.
"So, Mr. Zirol, this is your home court."
"It's really troublesome"...
Zhang Qi spat at the heel of his shoe unhappily, then carried the stainless steel bucket to a large flat stone.
"The divine edge has no shadow".
Zhang Qi raised his wand, and a secret fluctuation immediately appeared in the air, and then a huge hole appeared on the bucket.
Zhang Qi then opened an opening in the lid of the bucket. After the air pressure was connected, fresh pig blood spurted out from the opening like a fountain, all of which was sprinkled on the stone slab.
But at this time, a strange scene appeared. The blood sprinkled on the stone slab did not flow directly, but was silently absorbed by the stone slab.
"Pig blood is the liquid with the closest composition to human blood. Such a bucket of blood is enough for eight people. I estimate it will be about the same by then."
After Zhang Qi saw that the blood had basically drained away, he kicked over the iron bucket and spread the remaining blood on the stone slab.
"Well, it's true. This magic really can't distinguish the blood of humans and animals."
The old necromancer nodded aside.