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Dumbledore did not continue to speak. He seemed to have no intention of explaining to Elwyn and sharing his findings on this strange nameplate.
He must have known something, and for some reason, he gave this to him.
As for what he said, with Elwyn's interference, the treasure keys left behind by the four powerhouses might all be related to the Evil God.
That may be part of the reason, but it is certainly not the whole.
Elwyn did not pursue the matter. Dumbledore had always been like this. If he did not want to say anything, no matter how much he asked, he would not get an answer. Anyway, he would not harm Elwyn.
However, the final outcome of the matter might not be what he hoped for.
Elwyn sighed and put the nameplate away. He was prepared to rely on his own strength to figure out what this thing was and what it was used for.
"Just touch the key lightly. Don't use too much force!" Sirius gestured to Elwyn to place his hand on the statue.
It felt cold to the touch, as if the statue was alive.
The fear of the unknown rose from the depths of Elwyn's heart. This feeling was very uncomfortable.
He looked nervously at the statue in front of him, at the scarf that the Soul Taker was about to put down, and at the faintly discernible mouth inside. He was in a trance.
He remembered the method of creating Dementors in the book 'Top Black Magic Revealed'. Unsurprisingly, this magic was also invented by the despicable Hyrbo.
Could the Soul Catcher be the same as the strange monsters with holes all over their heads that he encountered in the centaur temple, a creation of the so-called evil gods?
Their abilities were as such, directly affecting a person's soul.
It was too much of a coincidence that the Guardian Mantra could harm them.
At this thought, Elwyn shuddered inexplicably.
"Get ready. I'll count to three, and we'll set off!" As Dumbledore spoke, he also placed his hand on the robe of the Soul Taker statue. "Three, two, one!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Elwyn felt an irresistible force from behind his belly button.
His feet left the ground and he flew up.
He could feel Dumbledore and Sirius on either side of him. Their shoulders bumped into his, and then suddenly separated, far apart.
They flew forward like a gust of wind. Nothing could be seen clearly in front of them.
Elwyn's right hand was tightly glued to the statue of the Soul Taker, as if the statue had a magnetic force that pulled him over and over, and then …
His feet landed heavily on the ground, and he couldn't stand and fell down.
Elwyn had tried Floo Powder and Phantom Shift before. His travel experience and feeling were all different, but they were all very uncomfortable. However, none of them were as bad as using the door key.
"You still need to practice to maintain your balance." Sirius pulled him up.
In front of Elwyn was an identical statue of the Soul Taker.
But they were definitely not in the Ministry of Magic right now. The walls of the room around them were all rough black rocks.
The shabby floorboards were rotten and gave off a rotten smell.
In front of them was a small, narrow door, which was tightly shut.
The room was like a screeching shack. No one had been here for a long time, and it was covered in dust everywhere. Walking on the floor made squeaking sounds.
Elwyn suddenly felt very cold. The cold air came from the bottom of his feet and went all the way up.
He curled into a ball, and then realized that it was because of the change in the surrounding environment brought about by the large number of Soul Takers. Although he hadn't seen the Soul Taker yet, all the positive, optimistic, and positive emotions in his body were quickly dissipating with the temperature.
A cruel thought of death came to Elwyn. It was as if he could no longer feel happiness, and life had lost its meaning.
Colors were disappearing from his eyes, and the world quickly turned into a dim gray. Coupled with Elwyn's mood, it was terrible to the extreme.
Although the ground was very dirty, he still wanted to lie down like this, to lie here forever.
Beside Elwyn, Sirius's reaction was much greater than his.
He had spent too much time in Azkaban, and his resistance to the Soul Takers was worse than other wizards. He curled up on the ground.
Sirius's body was changing, automatically turning into a big black dog.
The emotions of animals were difficult for the Soul Takers to understand, and they had more resistance than humans.
In his Animagus form, Sirius stood up and seemed to be much better.
However, his legs were still trembling.
"Call, Guardian of the Gods!" Dumbledore called softly, waving his wand.
White light emerged from his wand, dispelling the coldness around him. Temperature, color, and senses returned to Elwyn's body. He lay on the ground, panting heavily.
A small Phoenix Guardian was circling them. Every time it flapped its wings, bits of silver starlight fell down, looking very beautiful.
"Summon the Guardian, but be careful to control your magic power." Dumbledore said, "Just use the smallest amount of magic power. We're not chasing away the Soul Takers, but we're doing our own defense. It's not very difficult, you can try using this technique. "
"Call, Guardian of the Gods!" Elwyn pulled out his wand, trying to restrain his magic power consumption.
A small silver cat appeared in front of his chest. It was much smaller than the Guardian he usually summoned, but the light on its body was more condensed.
"Apart from resisting the Soul Takers, the Guardian has many unexpected uses." Dumbledore said with a smile, "With some small spells, they can become messengers or directly condense into a physical form to attack the enemy."
Dumbledore told Elwyn a few new uses of the Guardian Incantation, which made him feel enlightened. It turned out that spells could be combined in this way.
After a few minutes, they continued on their journey.
Sirius did not change back. He followed behind Elwyn in the form of a big black dog.
Outside the narrow black door of the room was a hollow wooden plank road.
The biting cold wind blew in their faces. They were in a standalone tower, towering into the clouds.
They had to cross the plank road in front of them to reach the main Azkaban building on the opposite side.
Like the rotten floorboards in the room, the plank road's wooden boards were all broken. They swayed as they walked on it, as if they could fall at any time.
Elwyn carefully followed behind Dumbledore. The reduced effective range of the Guardian was only about half a foot. The plank road was covered in thick fog.
He looked as far as he could, but he could see nothing.
They were surrounded by fog, and for a few seconds, Elwyn felt as if something had brushed past him. He was not sure if it was a Soul Taker.
Although his eyes were useless, he could smell the unique salty smell of the sea and hear the waves crashing against the rocks.
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