The setting sun slowly went down, and the ocean on the other side of the horizon looked like a vast golden field of hope, like rice ears constantly bowing in the surging waves.

The sky on the other side gradually darkened, as if it was painted with the color of wisteria flowers. As time passed, the color became darker and darker until the sky was completely dark and a pale yellow moon rose.

After the end of August, the temperature has been dropping. Now it is almost October. The temperature by the sea is not high and the sea breeze is cool.

"It's time to begin the ceremony." Rookwood raised his head and glanced at the moonlight. Including him, a total of nine black-robed wizards formed a circle, with the unconscious Tonks lying in the center.

The goblin stood a little further away. He had just taken off his hood, revealing his ugly face. Most of the goblins looked similar in Cyrus' eyes, with very similar looks and personalities.

"Wake him up," Rookwood said coldly, looking down at Tonks.

One of the dark wizards immediately shot a red spark from his wand and hit Tonks, causing the unconscious Tonks to groan in pain subconsciously.

She woke up slowly, the pain in her body had not yet subsided, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, but soon, Tonks forced herself to calm down. Although she was not a formal Auror yet, at least she had trained with Moody before.

Tonks tried her best to glance upwards, but she couldn't see much from that angle, especially since it was already night. The silver moonlight was bright, but it cast a veil over everything around her.

She could hear the sound of waves and guessed that this was probably at the seaside. But Britain is an island country, with coastlines everywhere from Great Britain to Northern Ireland.

"Where is this?"

She struggled, but to no avail.

Her body was tied up tightly with ropes created by magic, and when she tried to break free, she looked like a giant maggot.

Although it was a bit inappropriate, Cyrus still found it kind of funny.

Cyrus stood on the broken stone pillar for a long time, and then he opened and closed his wings several times, exercising himself and preparing for a possible battle. Several hours passed and no one noticed his presence.

In fact, he was already very conspicuous, but on such a lonely seashore, the jagged sea cliffs and dilapidated ruins served as his cover. There was nothing strange about an eagle appearing here.

None of the nine dark wizards answered Tonks' question. They just lowered their heads and chanted spells.

Cyrus didn't know how to describe it. Those spells were more like some kind of evil ritual, and the magical power hidden in this huge tower seemed to be awakened under the magic of the spells.

He saw a bright blue light shining from its source - a crystal stone - under the night sky, spreading along certain carvings like a stream of water until it covered the entire surface of the tall tower, enveloping the nine dark wizards and Tonks.

A translucent wall slowly emerged, and the other side of the wall was not clear, as if there was a thick layer of bubble film. In addition, there was a twisted emblem on it, like a wisp of silver smoke.

Cyrus took in all the changes in magic, but not everyone could see the traces of ancient magic. Even Cyrus didn't know if Voldemort had this talent, but now, he could indeed see the power of ancient magic.

Obviously, those dark wizards did not have this talent and they could not see these changes.

"Doklo, you deceived me!" Lukewood immediately fired a spell at Doklo in anger.

The goblin named Doklo was standing far away, and he was holding a wand in his hand, so he had enough time and ability to deal with the sudden attack. He used force to knock away the spell, and then said sharply: "I told you, only you wizards like to deceive."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other eight dark wizards raised their wands and pointed them at Doklo.

Tonks, lying on the ground, dared not say a word, hoping that these people would fight each other so that she could find a chance to escape. But she soon realized that this was unrealistic.

With nine people against one, the goblin could not cause any trouble to these dark wizards, and she herself did not even have her wand now, so she was also powerless to resist.

"It looks like death," Tonks sighed.

She no longer even expected "Dawlish" to come and rescue her. After all, at least six or seven hours had passed since she was captured, but Dawlish still hadn't shown up. God knew where that guy had gone.

'Definitely went to the Three Broomsticks to see the landlady and got drunk!' Tonks cursed in her mind.

However, she did not give up on herself. Instead, she turned over, facing the night sky, and put her hands behind her back.

She is a Metamorphmagus. Although she cannot directly transform into an animal with a huge size difference from humans like Animagus, Metamorphmagus can also change its shape to a certain extent.

Her current body shape was that of a strong man. As long as she made her arms slimmer, she could break free from the ropes. Doclo had attracted the attention of these dark wizards, giving Tonks the opportunity to operate.

In the darkness, only Cyrus could see her little movements clearly.

"You can't see it because you don't have this talent." Docklo said sarcastically, "Only a very few people can be favored by ancient magic. The difference between these people and you is like the difference between wizards and Muggles."

"How dare you call us lowly Muggles?"

"You're just a dirty goblin, and you dare to talk to us like that?"

Those wizards were instantly enraged. Even though they did not follow Voldemort to become Death Eaters, it did not mean that they were close to Muggles.

In fact, most pure-blood wizards have a natural arrogance towards Muggles, and even half-blood or Muggle-born wizards have the same idea.

Cyrus believed that this was a common phenomenon, but this kind of arrogance should not be about bloodline, but about ability. People with magic powers were special enough in themselves.

Of course, it is important that one should not be blinded by arrogance and fail to see the other strengths and advantages of others. If so, it would be foolish.

Doklo wisely did not continue to irritate the nerves of these wizards. Some people have been in high positions for too long and gradually cannot stand to hear any unpleasant words.

"That's why I asked you to prepare a sacrifice—" He looked at Tonks with a cruel look under his rough, wrinkled eyelids.

"Perhaps blood can show you the way?"

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(End of this chapter)