With a soft thud, the boat hit the shore of the lake.
"This boat can't hold so many of us." Hermione looked down at the boat. It was indeed a very small boat. "It can only hold one person. It can't bear the weight of so many of us."
"For the Mystery Man, he only cared about how much magic power crossed his lake. This boat may have been cursed. Only one wizard can ride on it at a time." Allen's hand gently brushed the air of the boat, feeling the waves of magic on the boat. "At that time, the Mystery Man also needed a way to cross the lake smoothly in case he needed to check or take away his pendant. This way, he could avoid angering those guys he created and placed in the lake."
As an adult wizard and a member of the Order of the Phoenix, even though he knew how powerful Allen was, Sirius was still habitually influenced by his appearance and treated him as a junior. Besides, this matter was related to the Blake family. He did not intend to let Allen take the risk. "Listen, you guys wait here. I'll go first. If they find out that we're not the Mystery Man, they'll try to drag us into the water. I'll try first. If there's no problem, Allen will go … Eh?"
Sirius then realized that Hermione had carefully climbed onto the boat with Allen's help and sat inside.
"At that time, the Mystery Man who created this place must not have learned this trick …" Allen's robe turned into a black fog and flew up. He did not sit on the boat but floated in the air. However, this also made it impossible for Hermione to sit comfortably in the boat. She could only squat down and press her knees against Allen's back tightly.
"Hey, what should we do?" Sirius asked anxiously.
"Wait, I'll come back to get you guys." Allen waved at Sirius without looking back. He saw the boat carrying Hermione immediately set off, making a soft rustling sound as it passed through the water.
"It's moving on its own." Hermione realized that Allen did not drive the boat. Instead, the boat moved towards the center of the lake. Soon, the walls of the cave could not be seen. They seemed to be in an endless sea, but this body of water was like the Dead Sea, without a single wave.
As the boat moved forward, the light from Hermione's wand reflected on the dark surface of the water, flashing with golden light. The boat cut deep ripples on the glassy surface of the lake. Hermione poked her head out of the water because of what she saw in Kritzer's memory. she could not help but observe the bottom of the lake...
She passed the wand in her hand over Allen's back to her other hand. The light from the tip of the wand flashed across the surface of the water. Hermione saw a white, marble-like human hand floating a few inches below the surface. On his wrist was a decaying watch.
Hermione leaned forward slightly. In the light of her wand, a few inches below the surface of the dark lake, several corpses lay on their backs. Their eyes were open and misty, as if there were cobwebs in them. Their hair and clothes swirled around their bodies like smoke. As the boat moved forward, the corpses disappeared in the dark lake.
"Judging from their appearance … these are all Muggle. Their lives are not worth mentioning in the eyes of the mysterious person." Hermione slapped the side of the boat angrily and bit her lip with her white teeth. "No one takes them seriously, just like how Bair doesn't take ordinary wizards seriously …"
"Hermione, that's why we need to have more power. They don't take these people seriously, so no one cares about them. But if you have power and you take them seriously, then others will naturally follow you and care about them … Just like how Sirius is not a bad person. He tried to resist the education of the Blake family, but he was still influenced by his family. Do the wizards under our protection really care about the house elves? They care about you because you care … "After that, Allen leaned his back against Hermione's knee." But when I discussed with you last time, I was not precise. Power is more important than authority, especially in the world of wizards. If the world is likened to a chessboard, the chess player is the person who controls the power. Ordinary Muggle, ordinary wizards, these things that form the foundation of the world are placed on the chessboard … Some of the things that have power are chess pieces, but most of them are not even chess pieces. They can only be regarded as the ashes on the chessboard. But at the same time, if they become conspicuous, they will only be blown away. "
After a moment of silence, Hermione's tense face finally relaxed when she felt the pressure from Allen's back and her own legs. A row of teeth marks were printed on her lips. She looked at the mithril wand in her hand with the dragon heart tendon in its core and nodded. "Allen, you're right …"
"It's good that you've strengthened your personal training during this time, but everything is not just black and white, right and wrong, and two extremes …" Allen, who was sitting on the bow of the boat, did not even turn his head. It was as if he had eyes on his back and saw Hermione staring at his wand, which was the easiest material to cast a powerful spell and the easiest material to indulge in black magic. "What you need is to control your power, not let it control you. That's how the Unknowns became Unknowns … Knowledge and power should only be the stairs to your beautiful goal."
Then, the boat gently bumped into something and stopped.
Both of them collected their thoughts and came to a smooth rock island in the middle of the lake. Allen floated to the shore and stood there. He let Hermione hold his arm and gently leaped from the boat to the shore.
It was a large flat black stone slab. There was nothing on it except for a green light source that was eye-catching. It was coming from a stone basin that looked like a meditation basin. There was a base under the stone basin.
After Hermione steadied herself, Allen, who withdrew his gaze from the stone basin, turned around and waved his hand at the empty space beside him. As Allen's arm fell, two flames appeared in the air. Countless skulls that seemed to be screaming silently appeared after being burned. Accompanied by the flames, a tall arched door made of skulls also appeared.
At the same time, the same thing happened on the lakeside on Sirius' side. However, the same door appeared behind Sirius instead of in front of Sirius as Allen had originally aimed at. In this space, the Gate between Realms was disturbed and its position was a little off. However, because the distance was very close, both sides could see the position, so this kind of visible error would not cause any accidental damage.
"Please come here, Sirius." Sirius was startled by the sudden appearance of the Gate between Realms and Allen's voice in his heart. It was as if he had been startled awake from a dream, and his gaze seemed to have just returned from a faraway place.
Sirius was stunned for a moment. He jerked his head back to look at the Gate between Realms on the black stone slab in the center of the lake. He let out a short and spasmodic breath, then strode through the Gate between Realms with Klitscher following closely behind. As their figures disappeared, they reappeared in the Gate between Allen and the others. The Gate between Realms on the lakeside also disappeared without a trace.
"Allen, you bad boy! Since there's a way to break through the restrictions of the welcome zone, why didn't you use it in the beginning? " Sirius, who had just come out of the portal, felt that this method was more comfortable than Phantom Transfiguration and less dizzying. When he saw Allen, he quickly walked over with an angry expression. "If you want to row a boat with Hermione, you should go to Black Lake! It's not romantic to squeeze a girl into a boat on a lake full of Yin Corpses! "
Miss Know-It-All, who had not realized that Allen had done it on purpose, now couldn't care less about things like power and influence. Her face flushed red.
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