Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 773: Gryffindor's thought

Since even the giants and Sirius couldn’t pull the scabbard out, Evan shouldn’t be able to pull it out either; he didn’t have that much strength.

But Evan felt that the scabbard was waiting for him, and Gryffindor’s remaining power was guiding him.

It was part of Gryffindor’s Sword and belonged to Gryffindor’s true heir!

Evan walked over, took a deep breath, and grasped the scabbard.

Bizarre magic flowed from the scabbard, a strange force that Evan had never seen before.

It was a bit like the power of the Cyclops, but it obviously carried Gryffindor’s own magical trace.

It made a quick rotation around Evan’s body and returned to the scabbard, and Evan could feel the power in the palm of his hand.

That was the power of destruction, the overbearing primitive force that could destroy everything.

The scabbard was calling Evan… it was calling its new owner!

Evan looked at the ordinary scabbard, lifted it up with a very little force, and it was lighter than he had expected.

With a click, the scabbard left the statue of the Cyclops, and the seal of a thousand years was unlocked.

“Great!” Evan said happily, looking at the scabbard in his hand.

The next second, the amazing statue of the Cyclops collapsed quickly, making a loud rumble.

Numerous cracks spread rapidly around the eye beneath Evan and soon covered the whole statue.

The ancient and powerful power pervaded the whole cave. Evan seemed to hear the angry roar of the Cyclops!

He left quickly, Disapparating with Sirius.

The dust was rising in clouds as they watched the magnificent statue crumble before their eyes, smashing the ground into a huge pit. The scene in front of them was particularly shocking.

Evan’s focus was not on the collapsed statue, but on the scabbard in his hand.

After pulling it out, the mysterious power with Gryffindor’s trace on it became more and more obvious.

As though using a Pensieve, Evan’s consciousness moved forward quickly, condensing onto the scabbard, and a closed silver-white circular space appeared in front of him.

In his teenage form, Gryffindor was waiting for Evan, his hands clasped behind his head and a familiar lazy smile on his face.

“I feel the power of Godric Gryffindor in you. So, you are his heir?” said the young man, staring at Evan. “I didn’t expect that after a thousand years, his heir would finally come to this place.”

“I got the Philosopher’s Stone from Gryffindor. It should be regarded as his approval. Who are you?” Evan asked.

“I am a mixture of thoughts and various forces… a very special existence. The core part is the 17-year-old Gryffindor’s thoughts on the scabbard. The outer layer includes the magic of the seal left by Ravenclaw, the power of the scabbard itself, and the huge power absorbed from the Cyclops, and…”

Evan blinked and looked at the handsome young man in amazement. He did not fully grasp what he was saying.

The combination of thoughts and energy … what on earth was this? Was it some kind of Horcrux?!!

“Well, looking at your expression, I see you didn’t understand. To put it simply, you can think of me as a special Godric Gryffindor. After all, my core is his thoughts. So I inherited Gryffindor’s character, his worldviews, his magic knowledge and so on,” said the young man, putting his hands down. “For others, I am the purest form of power. But because you are his heir, owning that Philosopher’s Stone, which is homologous with the magic of my core thought, I can have a simple discussion with you, just like now, but only at this moment, because I am going to dissipate soon!”

“Why?” Evan still didn’t understand what he said.

“It goes without saying that Godric Gryffindor himself is gone. My core is only a trace of his thoughts. How could it still exist? Had it not been protected by great power, I wouldn’t remain to this day.”

“Just a trace of thoughts…” Evan murmured

“After you have that power, you will naturally know what is going on. You are too weak now compared to Gryffindor; you are far from understanding the essence of this power,” said the teenager, walking to Evan’s front. “Well, don’t think about me, that is not the point. Anyway, I will disappear soon. We will never meet again in the future. What you need to worry about now is the big fellow below.”

“Is it the Cyclops you showed me before, the one in the magma of the core?!”

“Exactly! I was originally the seal Gryffindor left here, fighting the monster below for a thousand years,” said the teenager. “Oh, I forgot, you may not know about it, after all that long. In short, a thousand years ago, Gryffindor arrived here and fought with the terrible Cyclops, and he was unfortunately defeated. But in the end, it was a loss for both of them, because the Cyclops was too old and had to return to the magma to regain his strength.”

“Return to the magma to regain his strength?” Evan looked at him in surprise.

He had been wondering before, what kind of monster was the Cyclops, absorbing the power of magma to restore strength?!!

“A creature like the Cyclops is different from normal creatures. It is said that it was a creation of a more powerful Titan in ancient times. It was originally a combination of earth and magma, but weakened a little bit with flesh and blood and life.” The young man paused and said, “Of course, these are all legends, and no one can find a Titan to verify such things from that mythical age, and this matter is not the point. Anyway, after beating Gryffindor away, the monster ran to the underground magma below the lair to hide and take a breather, probably not expecting that Gryffindor would come back with Rowena Ravenclaw.”

“What did they do when they came back?”

“Of course he came back to take revenge and fight the Cyclops. Gryffindor was badly injured. He had never suffered such a big loss, and the woman Rowena Ravenclaw was also there. They could not help coming back.” The teenager continued. “This time there was no fight. With Gryffindor’s help, Ravenclaw used a powerful magic to make the Cyclops hiding in the underground magma sleep forever, in a state between life and death. “

This reminded Evan of the Dementor’s kiss. The person whose soul was sucked away by the Dementor was in such a state, walking dead, in a daze, actually dead, though looking alive.

Of course, this was true for ordinary creatures. It was hard to do anything through magic to the soul of such a powerful ancient creature like the Cyclops.

Even Evan didn’t know what kind of magic Ravenclaw had used. It was simply incredible.

“Your current level of power is too low, and it is really difficult to explain that level of magic to you.” Noticing Evan’s expression, the young man paused for a while before continuing, “It’s not a simple soul magic, but in a more common way, this is more like a seal, a soul seal. Ravenclaw used magic to make a membrane inside the Cyclops’s body. She used that membrane to separate its soul, consciousness and body. No matter how strong the Cyclops’s body is, or whether it is regaining its strength, its consciousness is constantly having nightmares. The nightmare never ends, and it will never wake up.”

Using magic to make a membrane inside the body… Evan had never heard of this seal before.

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