But the darkness only lasted for a moment. In the blink of an eye, the light in front of Elwyn returned to normal.
They had chosen the correct archway. Behind the archway was not the other side, but rather a large and imposing building.
The Viking warship carried the six of them and slowly slid out of a beautiful golden door with the moon right beside them.
It was hard to believe that with a one in fifty-four chance, Dumbledore had actually chosen it. It was simply a miracle.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. They didn't even have time to react and their heartbeats didn't even change.
"It's here, this is the building I saw at the time." Elwyn heard Harry shout, "Professor, how did you do it?"
His voice sounded very strange, as if it wasn't in reality. After all, they didn't have a physical body, but rather a group of light on the warship.
"Actually it wasn't that difficult, there was a special magic mark on the door." Dumbledore said, his voice also sounding strange.
"How can you be sure that the mark was left behind to guide us and not a trap?"
"Oh, this involves a little bit of tacit understanding!" Dumbledore said, "I just said, this is a habit of my old friend when he arranges this type of magic. It's different from the Lord Voldemort, he looks at power, not death."
"Power?!"
"Yes!" Dumbledore nodded, "Because of this, the Lord Voldemort's magic is always thinking of ways to kill people. Just like what we saw in the cave where he kept the Soul Tools, consuming the intruder's blood and vitality, a lake full of Yin Corpses, and poison that they had to drink. There might be other arrangements in the things he needs to protect, but Gellert is not like that. Although he was once called the Dark Lord, he looks at power more. If the visitor has enough strength to gain his approval, he will always let them go. That fellow likes to make friends with people with strength, this has never changed. He is always proud and stubborn, but he is not willing to put people to death."
Elwyn heard Moody snort loudly, obviously disdainful of Dumbledore's comment.
Everyone knew that Grindelwald was defeated by Dumbledore, but very few people knew that the relationship between them was not as simple as it seemed. Love, hate, affection, and hatred were intertwined. In short, it was very complicated. Listening to Dumbledore's undisguised praise and approval, it was not an evaluation of an enemy at all.
From Dumbledore's point of view, the Lord Voldemort was a madman who killed without batting an eyelid, but Grindelwald was not.
In fact, for most wizards, both were pretty much the same.
Because they certainly did not have the strength to gain Grindvold's recognition, the result of facing him was the same as facing Lord Voldemort, death.
Considering the complicated relationship between the headmaster and Grindelwald, Elwyn felt that it was best for him not to comment.
Ever since he was defeated by Dumbledore, Grindelwald had been imprisoned in the tallest tower of Newmengaard.
Theoretically, only Dumbledore could enter the tower. No one knew where the headmaster spent his summer vacation every year.
Being imprisoned in the tower, drinking together to reminisce about the past, playing binding games, and so on. Anything could be done during that time anyway …
The Viking warships slowly moved forward. In front of them near the wall, there was a raised platform fixed at the highest point of the building.
That was their destination, the place where the warships finally stopped.
Elaine clenched Elwyn's sleeve tightly, seemingly frightened by the scene in front of her.
It was a huge building. The color of the bricks was mainly dark gold, covered with dust. The most eye-catching thing was that the middle of the building seemed to have been destroyed from top to bottom by a cylindrical object. The dome was broken, and the moon could be seen outside.
The middle of the building was open, and everything corresponding to the interior of the building was destroyed.
Judging from the surrounding broken walls, the interior of the building seemed to have been decorated exquisitely. It was divided into many layers, but everything had been destroyed by a powerful force.
This feeling was like being pierced by a stick from the bottom of a mountain, destroying everything in its path.
Of course, looking at the traces of destruction around them, it was obvious that the stick that destroyed everything was infinitely thick, infinitely large, and infinitely long. It was beyond imagination.
Elwyn was more inclined to believe that this was caused by a powerful energy rather than a physical object.
In short, there was nothing under the hole in the dome. Instead, there was a bottomless abyss.
As far as the eye could see, there was no end to it.
The Viking warships quietly sailed over the abyss. Under their feet, the sound of waves came from the huge pit.
This was the sound that Harry heard. It was not the sound of waves, but the whistling sound of the wind blowing through the rocks. They met here and formed a huge air vortex, sucking everyone into it, sucking them into the deepest part of hell. These sounds were the welcome from hell.
Not to mention going down into the terrible abyss, just standing there gave Elwyn a strong sense of dizziness.
They were now in a very dangerous position. In the darkness, the abyss, the ruins, and the full moon, the human figure seemed so small and not worth mentioning, not to mention the tall and realistic reliefs on the walls that had not been destroyed.
They were all statues of ferocious ancient Viking warriors, holding weapons in their hands.
The statues were next to each other, from top to bottom, densely covering the entire wall.
For some reason, Elwyn had a feeling that these statues seemed to be alive...
In addition, he had a strong question in his heart. Where was this huge building?
Also, how was it destroyed?
Looking at the damage around them, how much power was needed to do this?!
"Professor, was this space created by Grindelwald?" Elwyn asked.
"I don't think so. He probably discovered this place and rearranged some magic. This building was probably built by the ancient spellcasters. The Viking warships under our feet, the 540 Valhalla Gates, and the surrounding statues..." Dumbledore's wand emitted a white mist to block the cold wind from below. He looked at the Viking warrior statues on the walls and fell into deep thought. "This reminds me of an interesting place."
"What place?" Sirius asked.
"The Valhalla!" Dumbledore said gently. "Have you heard of it?"
"The Valhalla?!" Hearing Dumbledore's hint, Elwyn also remembered.
No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity. Viking warships, 540 Valhalla Gates, a huge dark golden building, and the Viking warriors in front of him. These information that appeared in Norse mythology could only be summed up in one conclusion.
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