The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"It's very late, please go to the restaurant in the garden. Today's journey is over, it's time for the guests to enjoy a good dinner."

After introducing all the portraits, Anderson found that the sun was almost setting, so he said to everyone.

"Ah, I haven't tasted authentic Italian food in a long time".

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"This way, please".

Father Anderson led the crowd through a corridor to the garden outside.

Most of the Vatican are gardens, and there are actually very few residential areas, but they also have their own basic social facilities.

"Will the Pope speak at this banquet"?

Zhang Qi asked casually. This time MiAoshUYUA Zhang Si

"Sorry, I heard from another bishop that Mr. Pope had a very severe typhoid fever recently. Although he said it was not fatal, it is very likely that he could not speak for a while, so the speech originally scheduled for this evening was temporarily cancelled."

Father Anderson said apologetically.

"Ah, then I hope Mr. Pope can get well soon."

Dumbledore said reverently.

"Thank you for your kindness, I think so too."

Anderson bowed slightly, then led the crowd to sit down at the end of the long table.

The table was already full of various delicacies, perhaps considering that most of the guests were from Ifamoni, there were even fries and burgers on the table?

Why is there such a strange thing at dinner? Hey!

"Well, to be honest, although it's a little greasy, the American fried chicken here is really good."

Father Anderson shoved a piece of chicken into his mouth with a fork, squinting his eyes in satisfaction.

"By the way, Mr. Dumbledore, the Papal State is very interested in this Six-Power Tournament, and it is said that a priest will be sent to observe it."

After eating the piece of fried chicken, Anderson said to Dumbledore.

"Let me guess, it must be you"?

Dumbledore asked half-jokingly, half-surely.

"Yes, you guessed it right, it is indeed me".

Anderson shrugged his shoulders.

"Then, Anderson, remember to arrange a room for these two children, and if you don't dislike it, I have some things I want to discuss with you alone."

Dumbledore nodded.

"Of course, Mr. Dumbledore, but I have a question, do I give them two rooms or one room"?

Anderson scratched his head and asked uncertainly.

"Well, the two of them have been living together for more than a year, but I think you should open two rooms."

Dumbledore suppressed a smile and said.

"Ah, that's fine."

Anderson answered immediately.

"Uh"……

Pricked up her ears, Astoria, who happened to hear the conversation between the two, immediately blushed and lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.

Zhang Qi felt that it didn't matter at that time. Anyway, he already knew that Dumbledore was just like Grindelwald to a certain extent.

The atmosphere at the dinner was great, the food was delicious, and the people were happy, even though the two groups had just had a fight.

However, just like the surging undercurrent under the calm sea, the ground is a peaceful scene at this time, but the underground is not like this, but a deadly conspiracy is brewing.

When Nightmare breaks the cocoon, the world will be dyed blood red!

………………

"pat, pat"...

The hard rubber-soled shoes stepped on the smooth and wet stone slab, making a clack from far to near, and it sounded a little disturbing in this empty space.

The Papal States are known to have basements.

The basement floor is a library, where countless magic books or alchemy materials from the Holy See are hoarded. Anyone who is fortunate enough to enter here will gain knowledge that they have never seen before. Every book in the collection is invaluable.

Few people know about the second underground floor. It is the site of the 13th family of Judah, and the thirteenth family of Judah had another name thousands of years ago——

Inquisition.

Countless heretics have been imprisoned and adjudicated here, including but not limited to framed nobles and captured wizards, as well as most dark creatures. Strong Sacrifice Read Sacrifice

Father Anderson is the ruling blade here. He is very friendly to humans, but he is extremely ruthless to those dark creatures.

Because he himself is a knife, the sharpest knife that the Pope aimed at aliens!

The main components of the second basement are the interrogation room, the dungeon, and the office where the judges rest.

But even Anderson didn't know that there were actually three underground floors in the Vatican.

On the third underground floor, no one knew about it except the Pope and his trusted confidants.

"Good evening, Mr. Perrin."

A man wearing a luxurious robe and a clerical crown sat high on a stone throne. He stood up and bowed reverently towards the man who had just walked over.

"Good evening, Your Majesty the Pope, the sacred stone you provided is very useful, we have studied a lot of things from it, and in this event to hide people's eyes and ears, we have extra gains, so here On behalf of the Church of the Necronomicon, I thank you."

The pale face of Mr. Perrin from the Prophecy Hall of the Magic Congress of the United States looked extremely eerie under the candlelight. He smiled and stepped forward, gently extending his hand towards the Pope.

"Then, Lord Perrin, may I have what you promised me?"

The twilight old man sitting on the throne asked very nervously.

"Of course, we've always done it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but I want to ask you a question, why are you so obsessed with immortality"?

Perrin still asked with a smile, then lightly grabbed the old man's hand.

"Pfft"!

Countless fleshy little tentacles instantly pierced Pei Lan's skin, and then plunged into the palm of the old man fiercely!

"Ah! I can already feel power pouring into my body".

The old man exclaimed ecstatically.

"For many years, we have been relying on the soul steel left by Pope Otto to prolong our life, but that selfish guy made soul steel just to revive the saint in his mind, so he did not spread the configuration of this metal. Come down, so we can only live a little more regrettably after taking our share"!

"However, the ancient books on the basement floor gave me inspiration. Since all I want is to live, why not use those lovely necromantic magic to absorb other people's lives?"

The old man said frantically, countless black threads were spreading under his skin, digging deeply into every muscle and bone.

"That's right! Only selfishness deserves to live in this world, because out of ourselves, all living beings are part of the warlock Ion, and swallowing the supreme Ion is our best return to the God of Creation!"

Perrin smiled and let go of his hand, and the silk thread under the old man's skin began to slowly dissipate.

The withered skin began to wrinkle and crack, revealing the new skin underneath, the atrophied muscles had begun to become full and bulging again, and the bones and marrow had begun to regenerate.

"This is the real miracle"! control the big lord

The Pope looked at his gradually younger face reflected in the water, his fingers trembling slightly.

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