Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

"Let me out, this guy is not easy to deal with!" Delan stood up, took out his wand, and prepared to fight.

Knowing Delan's strength, Canaan shook his head slightly, "Don't worry, he won't disturb my father." He stretched out his hand and drew circles in the air.

Dahl, who was walking carefully, looked at the room getting closer and closer to him, and gradually showed a ferocious smile on his face. He had already decided to torture the guy who was getting louder and louder.

Holding back his excitement, the wand in his hand was already aimed at the lock on the door of the room.

"Allah..."

"what--"

His feet were empty, and he fell into the open space door of Canaan, and fell into the mirror space. Only the sound of "ah" echoed in the living room in the room. In the bedroom, Lincoln turned over on the bed without being affected at all.

In the mirror space, Delan saw Dahl fall on the wooden table not far away, and he quickly applied the petrification spell with quick eyesight and hands.

"Is this the ancient one's space door opening technique?" He stepped forward to pick up Dahl's wand that fell on the ground, and asked Canaan excitedly.

"Yes, if the magic power is enough, I can take you to the moon next time." Canaan said proudly.

"This kind of magic is cool, but I'm not interested in going to the moon." Then Delan stepped forward and took Dahl off the sofa, "What to do with him?"

"This guy has killed a lot of Muggles, and he especially likes to bully the weak." De Lan added.

"Ask how much information he knows first." Canaan took out a bottle of Veritaserum from the pouch and poured it into Dahl's mouth.

"Remember to avoid the curse in his soul, otherwise I'm afraid we won't be able to get any news." Delan reminded.

Canaan nodded, and then waited for the potion to take effect.

"Who sent you here? What do you do?"

"No. 1 sent me, and he asked me to follow Delan. He suspected that Delan was Dumbledore's undercover agent." Dahl shook his head, his face flushed, and said slowly.

"Damn, how could I be Dumbledore's man, but your potion is fine, why does he look abnormal." De Lan found that Dahl not only looked like a drunk person at this time, but he was also spitting out something from his mouth. less froth.

"I did this by myself, uh...it seems that there are some problems. But these are not important, I think there may be Dumbledore among you." Canaan said slowly.

"If you add your speculation just now, it seems that this is really possible." De Lan touched his chin and agreed.

"Is there any other task for you recently?" Canaan asked Dahl again.

"She asked me to contact a group of Death Eaters some time ago, and was going to cooperate with them."

"Death Eater!" Teresa looked shocked. "It seems that number one really did a lot of things without telling us. But according to her style of acting, she really did it."

Canaan knew that with the downfall of Voldemort, his Death Eaters were dead and whitewashed, and many Death Eaters were imprisoned in Azkaban. There were not many Death Eaters left outside.

"Which Death Eaters are there? How many people do you know?" Canaan asked in detail, and he felt that it was best to clarify the information.

"I only saw Crabbe, he is a pure blood from England. I left after I went to England and gave him a letter from No. 1. I don't know anything else." Dahl's situation seems to be getting worse , the sound is intermittent.

"Do you know the information about No. 1? Has she told you about her plan?" Canaan asked unwillingly.

Dahl opened his mouth with a smirk, and a lot of white foam really came out of his mouth, "Number one is—ah——", a green flame burst out of Dahl's eyes in an instant, and then spread to his whole body.

"Help me!" Dahl seemed to regain consciousness, and stretched out his hand to touch Canaan and the others. It's just that the flames have covered his whole body,

In the blink of an eye, Dahl was swallowed by the green flames and reduced to ashes, leaving only some white foam on the floor.

"Shit, I dare say there is more than one curse in his soul!" Delan spat, stepped back a few steps, and said with a horrified expression. He thought of a similar spell in his soul.

Canaan frowned, "We have also obtained a lot of information, and we have gained a lot. But, what are you going to do now? I think your organization can no longer accommodate you, and it will be very dangerous to go back."

De Lan also looked dignified, thought for a while and then decided: "I want to go back and talk to Philroth, he should have a way?"

"Philrot? Is he trustworthy?" Canaan thought of the confident figure in the library at that time.

"At least in the face of No. 1, our thoughts and actions are quite consistent. Don't worry, I will be careful." Delan patted Canaan on the shoulder and sighed.

Canaan pondered for a while: "Wait, I think you can ask Dumbledore for help."

"Dumbledore?" Delan looked surprised.

"Now No. 1 is cooperating with an unknown number of Death Eaters. Her purpose is definitely not pure. You and Phillot alone may not be able to deal with them. If some of you have really turned to Dumbledore , then any actions of your organization have been exposed under his nose."

Canaan slowed down and continued, "Since this is the case, you might as well approach Dumbledore and tell him everything you know. With his help, you will not be at a disadvantage when facing No. 1."

"You want to pull Dumbledore from the dark to the bright!" Delan held his chin for a while and thought, and then asked, "How are you sure that Dumbledore will help us?"

"No. 1 must have given enough benefits to win over the Death Eaters, and it may bring help to Voldemort, and Dumbledore never wants to see Voldemort come back early. And Dumbledore is a sensible person, you and Phillot I haven't done any bad things that make people and gods angry, and he will accept you." After Canaan finished speaking, he smiled thoughtfully.

"You are becoming more and more like a little fox." De Lan scolded with a smile. He felt that Canaan was no longer the little kid he met at the beginning.

"By the way, is your emerald still on your body?" Delan asked suddenly as if thinking of something.

"Here, I made it into an alchemy item, and I always wear it on my body." Canaan took out the fake Agamotto eye from his clothes, revealing the emerald inside. In the movie, the real Eye of Agamotto still needs a spell to take out the gem, but he felt that this protective measure was useless to him, so he didn't add this function.

"I suspect that No. 1 used this thing to enter and exit the ancient secret realm. Anyway, you have to keep it safe." Delan glanced at it, and then ordered.

"You mean there's more than one thing?" Canaan said in amazement. He always thought that this kind of treasure must be very rare, but he didn't expect that there would be a second one.

"There are two that just passed my hand, but I have already handed them in. If you need it, I will keep an eye on it for you." Noticing Canaan's expression, Delan smiled and said.

"I really need this thing." Canaan was ecstatic. As long as he had enough emeralds, he could use space folding in the mirror space, and even in the short folding space in the real world, his means of fighting against enemies would be greatly enhanced.