The green light suddenly filled Cyrus's entire pupil! He was startled, and he did not move as if he could not distinguish between illusion and reality, until the spell hit his chest.
He flew out like a huge, shabby doll and rolled silently to the ground.
About seven or eight black-robed wizards walked out slowly. They probably didn't expect it to be so smooth, and each of them had a look of surprise on their face.
"I thought this Auror would be a big problem, but I didn't expect it to be solved so easily."
"Humph, even Albus Dumbledore would die if he was hit by the Killing Curse. What's the use of an Auror?" One of the wizards sneered, "These idiots in the Ministry of Magic think we don't know they are monitoring us?"
"What a shame, if we didn't need just one sacrifice you would have lived a little longer."
"What about the body?"
"Of course we stay here and let the Ministry of Magic deal with it themselves." Another dark wizard laughed cruelly.
Anyway, they didn't reveal anything, so this was like a slap in the face to the Ministry of Magic, who still thought it was goblins causing trouble! "Let's go."
The wizards all disappeared at the same time, and the air suddenly ignited a series of noises, as if a bunch of firecrackers had been set off! The forest was suddenly silent, with only life still shouting silently, and - a loud cry of an eagle! The golden bird circled and landed on the ground, transforming into the figure of Cyrus. The skin of Cyrus, who was lying on the ground and had no breath of life, suddenly tore apart, and then turned brown, blending into the wet soil.
From the beginning to the end, the wizards killed only the clay dolls that Cyrus had conjured up. He had already discovered that someone was following him, and the moment he entered the jungle, he took advantage of the other party's blind spot and turned into an eagle, while at the same time conjuring up another self.
He didn't take the seven or eight dark wizards seriously, but it had been too long since Tonks disappeared, and Cyrus couldn't accurately determine where they were Disapparating to. If there was even a slight error, he might not be able to save Tonks in time.
That's why Cyrus put on such a show.
Now, he knew where the so-called ruins were located -
The magic of Apparition in the air had not yet dissipated, and he only needed to follow the traces to find the location. He closed his eyes and felt a hook pulling out of his belly button, and he felt dizzy as if he was stuffed into a washing machine.
The next moment, the humid air slapped Cyrus' face.
“Wow——”
The sound of the waves rising and falling is endless and keeps echoing.
“Is this the seaside?”
Cyrus gently shook his dizzy brain and found himself in a somewhat damp cave. The cave was very shallow, only about two or three meters deep.
He walked out of the cave slowly, facing the strong light and the whistling salty sea breeze. After walking out of the cave, Cyrus knew exactly where he was.
In the distance, the ruins of a tower leaning against a wave-eroded cliff suddenly appeared before his eyes. The surging sea water washed the steep cliff, leaving behind many sea caves. The cave behind him was a sea cave, and along the cliff, there was a winding corridor.
Like the tower, this long winding road is also covered with traces of time, with messy dead grass growing wildly and damage everywhere, as if a fierce battle had once taken place here.
"Is this... the ruins that lead to Gringotts in Legacy?" Cyrus recognized this place at a glance, which made him excited. Maybe he could really get clues related to ancient magic from these people and goblins.
Cyrus didn't want to alert the enemy, so he turned into a golden eagle, flapped his wings and flew directly over the coast and landed on a broken stone pillar in the ruins of the tower.
He looked down and saw an unconscious man tied up and thrown to the ground.
man?
Cyrus was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was Tonks's transformed appearance. She was still alive, so it seemed that Cyrus didn't need to use the time turner.
"He's quite alert, and he knows to change into another form before tracking me."
Seeing that Tonks was fine for the time being, Cyrus was not in a hurry to show up. He observed whether there were any traces of ancient magic left around, while eavesdropping on the conversations between the dark wizards and goblins.
There was almost nothing left of the tower, and there were a few murals on the remaining stone walls, carvings of the miracles that the ancient wizards had left here. The only intact building was the wizard statue on the platform on the east side, but in fact there was no special mystery in the statue.
"According to Lanlock's records, the door to ancient magic is hidden in this relic. I believe that as long as we complete the ritual, we can open the door." The goblin tightly grasped the broken wand - if there was not a magical animal hair sticking out of its broken interior, it would look more like a broken branch.
"Ancient magic—"
The man standing in the center of the tower seemed to be the leader of this group of dark wizards. He was also wearing a black wizard robe, but a metal mask on his face. When he heard the words "ancient magic", it was like he heard some beautiful melody.
He took a deep breath, and the expression under the mask seemed to be intoxicated, but soon, his expression changed and he asked sternly: "But, Doklo, how do I know if the people from your Fairy Brotherhood have deceived us?"
"Cheat? Only wizards would cheat each other!" Doklo said sarcastically. At the same time, he realized something and shouted, "Radwan Rookwood, do you want to break the agreement?"
Rookwood?
Cyrus, who was standing on the ruins, turned his head and confirmed that the last name he heard was "Rookwood". He looked at the man with the mask on his face again.
Before this, in order to inquire about the key to Vault No. 12 or other information about ancient magic, he had specifically looked for August Rookwood who was imprisoned in Azkaban. Unexpectedly, Rookwood knew nothing about ancient magic, but this guy who suddenly appeared in front of him knew the secret.
His eyes lingered on the part of the man that was not completely covered by the mask, where the lips and jawline seemed to overlap with those of the pitiful Death Eater in Azkaban.
Obviously, they are indeed related by blood.
The man in front of him was most likely from another branch of the Rookwood family, the one that did not follow Voldemort's footsteps into destruction.
"Don't worry, don't think of us as such a despicable person." Radwan Rookwood said, "You goblins want wands, and I want to obtain ancient magic. Our goals are not conflicting, and can even be said to be completely consistent, right?"
He took a step forward, walked to the center of the tower, and stretched out his arms vigorously.
In the sea under the setting sun, some power seems to be sinking, and it seems that something is about to surge up, like a rising silver moon.
Thanks to Jiang Xueruo for the 100-point reward. Thank you! I thought that since it was the weekend and I had three updates, more people would read it, but I didn't expect that there would be no updates at all. Woohoo, I will continue to update three times today, and only two times tomorrow (end of this chapter)