Allen tried his best to control the restlessness that was surging in his heart.
His guess was right, so why couldn't he activate the Stairway to Heaven?
What was the problem?
If Tutanmonka wanted to return to the human world, then he would definitely not abandon his magic wand!
Allen jumped off the lotus throne, grabbed the magic wand that was missing the gem that he had thrown on the ground, and jumped back onto the throne.
This series of movements was extremely clean and beautiful. Ron and Nancy looked at Allen expectantly.
As if a switch had been triggered, the gem on the scepter in the hands of the statue of Osiris in the distance flew over.
It returned to its original position on the magic wand, seamlessly integrated with the magic wand, as if it had never left.
Allen flipped the magic wand, pointing at the lotus throne and the vortex high in the sky.
However, they remained where they were, without any changes.
The eager expression on Nancy's face gradually turned cold, and despair and panic attacked her heart.
"What spell could it be?" Allen pondered.
"Open the Alaho? Restore as before? Break the spell? Reveal the true form immediately … "Ron muttered at the side, eager to help Allen find a suitable spell.
"If it was Tutanmonka, he should have used an ancient Egyptian spell, right?" Allen ignored Ron's jumping up and down, racking his brains to recall.
Along the way, which sentence sounded like a hint of a spell?
The spells that represented curses?
The spells that prayed to the gods?
He couldn't possibly turn the three of them into mummies before he could leave, right?
Allen shook his head, eager to get rid of the bizarre and ridiculous thoughts in his mind.
The two lines of text on Tutanmonka's golden coffin suddenly appeared in his mind.
He couldn't help but murmur, "I saw yesterday, I know tomorrow!"
The black light from the magic wand hit the vortex in the sky, turning into a thick beam of light that enveloped the three of them.
In an instant, the vision of the three of them became foggy, and then it became more and more blurry and dark.
Allen could not accurately express this strange feeling. It was as if he was sitting on a rocket and could only helplessly charge forward.
The sound of air exploding was deafening, and the vague outline of the temple was immediately far away from Allen and the other two.
The three of them were enveloped by the pillar of light. They were like jumping suns, drawing a line of fiery light in the air.
All the granite, mud, water, snakes, scorpions, insects, and ants melted and flowed before their eyes.
When they saw the Nile River churning and surging under the moonlight, the initial uncomfortable feeling was thrown to the back of their minds, and eventually turned into an almost hysterical excitement.
They were finally out!
The world in front of them was infinitely beautiful.
Ron cheered and shouted something no one could understand.
Nancy was crying and laughing at the same time. The arrogance and willfulness that was unique to beauties in front of the pyramid no longer existed.
Even Allen, who had always been gentle and modest, could not help but howl at the Nile River to express the joy in his heart.
When Nancy saw Allen, she could not help but throw herself at Allen again.
Allen was so scared that he waved his hands and jumped behind Ron.
Ron was at a loss as to what to do as Nancy threw herself at him.
Just as he was prepared to be hugged, Nancy actually stopped.
Ron opened his mouth wide and put down his hands in embarrassment.
Nancy burst out laughing.
Allen and Ron looked at each other and laughed heartily.
At this moment, a few figures suddenly appeared on the riverbank out of thin air.
They were Mr. Weasley and Bill, as well as an Egyptian with a black ponytail, a loose white shirt and pants, and a red headscarf around his neck.
"Dad, Bill!" Ron, who had seen his family, was as excited as a light swallow as he flew to Mr. Weasley's side.
"Ron, Allen, I've finally found you two!" Mr. Weasley's anxious expression gradually eased.
"Where did you go? You're so naughty. You don't know how worried your mother was!" Bill chided.
"We didn't do it on purpose. We just accidentally lost our way. Who knew we'd be so unlucky! "Ron complained.
"It's a good thing that Said used blood magic to help us determine your location. That's why we could get here so quickly." Bill thanked the white-clothed Egyptian gratefully.
Ron and Allen also bowed to Said to show their respect and gratitude.
"And this young lady is?" Mr. Weasley turned his gaze to Nancy.
"This is Nancy. Like us, she's an unlucky person who got lost in the pyramid." Allen explained.
"What I mean is, this young lady doesn't look like a wizard." Mr. Weasley asked gently.
"No, I'm not a wizard." Nancy did not understand why Allen and Ron's expressions were so strange, and rushed to answer first.
"In that case, we may have to erase your memory before sending you home." Mr. Weasley said gently.
"Erase my memory?" Nancy looked at Mr. Weasley in horror, as if she was looking at a ferocious beast.
"Yes, I'm sorry, but we have to abide by the Secret Act of the International Magic Federation." Mr. Weasley looked at Nancy apologetically.
"However, I think that with two such naughty little wizards together, you may experience some unpleasant things. Erasing your memory might be a good thing."
Bill looked at Allen and Ron mockingly. His expression was not friendly, and could even be said to be a little angry.
He was still brooding over Allen and Ron's sudden disappearance.
Said, who was at the side, took out his wand, wanting to cast a Forgetting Spell on Nancy.
He really could not understand these wizards who had come all the way from England.
Wasn't it just erasing a Muggle's memory?
This was a legitimate act that could be followed by laws. What was there to be conflicted about?
"Wait a moment, sir!" Allen quickly pulled down Said's wand, stopping him from casting the spell.
The spell hit the sand, and sparks flew.
Nancy did not know what to do. She looked helplessly and fearfully at Allen, her eyes full of pleading.
"Nancy, do you want to erase your memory of today?" Allen asked gently, "After all, what you went through today, for a Muggle, is enough to be called a nightmare."
"No, I don't want to!" Nancy blurted out.
"I don't want to forget everything that happened today. I don't want to forget all of you." Nancy's tone was firm, and her eyes were full of pleading.
"Father, can you not let Nancy forget us?" Ron pleaded for Nancy.
"No, this is a violation of the Secret Act. It will be dealt with." Mr. Weasley said awkwardly.
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