From Karma Taj to Hogwarts

Chapter 221 Sword Flying

Hearing Xiwen's question, the fat monk hesitated for a moment and said to him: "You also know that Barrow had been locked in a closed room in despair before, and he actually made a pact with the toad ghost that all ghosts hate. Neighbors for a while.”

"Some time ago, I don't know if he was thinking about it or something. He didn't tell anyone about the situation. He left Hogwarts directly from the room next to the Toad Ghost. He was not discovered by Nick until a few days ago. He passed away. So now no one knows where he went."

"Is that so..." Xiwen frowned and thought.

"So did Barrow make another mistake?" the fat monk asked curiously.

"That's not true." Xiwen shook his head slightly and said. "It's just that the knife I got from him suddenly had something abnormal. Now I can't figure out what it is."

"This..." The fat monk was also confused, not knowing what trouble Barrow had made.

Xiwen thought for a moment and finally made up his mind and said to Helena: "Helena, if we really want to find out what happened to Barrow's knife, we may have to let it go and then follow it. The knife went looking for traces of Barrow."

"Well, you can decide." Helena nodded.

So Sivan once again opened a dimensional door and returned to the dungeon room. Then, he chanted a spell and took back the Cetolak crimson chain that bound Barrow's scimitar.

As the restraints were released, Barrow's scimitar immediately flew out like an arrow from the string, passing through the wall and flying in one direction.

Seeing this, Xiwen quickly sped up and followed, followed closely by Helena.

The scimitar's ghost form, which can ignore the terrain, makes it very fast in a very short period of time.

Although Xiwen and Helena are also in soul form, they do not have the lightning speed of the scimitar, so Xiwen must add some acceleration spells to himself and Helena to barely keep up with it.

"It seems a little tiring to keep going like this." Xiwen followed Barrow's scimitar for a long time, but couldn't see any tendency of it to slow down, so he said to Helena very depressedly.

Since Xiven resumed the use of the Dimension Gate, he has completely broken away from the low-end method of using flight to travel. As long as he knows the specific coordinates every time, he can simply draw a circle in front of him to summon the dimensional gate and reach his destination. Why rush when there is such an easy way?

However, today's situation is different from usual.

In the final analysis, Barrow's scimitar did not have any high-end intelligence. It could only focus on one direction and fly towards it, and there was no way for it to tell Xiwen the specific location and location.

So the lazy behavior of using the dimensional gate probably won’t work...

At such a fast flying speed, a moment later, Xiwen and Helena followed the scimitar to the sky above the vast and open sea.

The sea water is sparkling, and the moonlight shines on the sea surface, like scattered gold scattered into the sea, it is very gorgeous!

The waves near the shore surge up to the beach from time to time, chasing each other and hitting the rocks, making bursts of "crash" sounds.

Floating in the air, looking far into the distance. As far as the eye can see, it is already the same color as the sea and the sky, without any boundaries, and the entire sea is like the boundless starry sky.

"We are probably out of the Scottish Highlands now, do we still want to pursue it?" Xiwen looked at the boundless sea, turned to Helena and asked.

At this time, Helena was following Xiwen, flying quickly with him, while her eyes were curiously looking at the magnificent scenery on the sea, and her mood was very open.

"Chase, why not chase?" Helena heard Xiwen's question, smiled slightly, and said to him. "Speaking of which, this is the first time since I became a ghost that I have visited a place I have never stayed in before."

"This sea is so nice. It would be better if I wasn't so tired when I was on the road." She sighed.

Xiwen had an idea and suddenly turned his head to look at the scimitar leading the way, and an idea came to his mind.

"Suddenly I realized that we don't have to travel so hard." He looked at the scimitar in front of him and laughed maliciously. "We can totally use our strength!"

Under Helena's puzzled gaze, Xiwen suddenly threw out several golden magic whips towards the scimitar in front and wrapped it around the handle.

Then, he held Helena with one hand and the scimitar in front of him with the other hand, letting Barrow's knife drive him and Helena forward.

"Hey, this seems to save a lot of effort." Helena looked at Xiwen's operation in surprise and said.

However, Xiwen was still not satisfied with this. He felt that being dragged away with a knife was really detrimental to his grace.

So he pulled with his hand again, pulled himself and Helena to the back of the knife in front and stepped on it.

Scimitar still wanted to struggle, but was threatened by Xiwen with a magic whip and a crimson chain, and then it continued to fly forward honestly carrying the two of them.

Now, Helena and Xiwen are standing one behind the other, quietly standing on the back of the sword and "flying with the sword"!

The salty sea breeze blew gently, blowing the clothes behind the two of them, making them look like a couple of gods and gods.

Only this scimitar made of animals felt sad and angry, but no one cared...

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Stepping on this scimitar, Xiven and Helena passed through countless areas.

Helena looked at people and things everywhere that were very different from those a thousand years ago. She remained curious and happy about seeing new things along the way. Her beautiful eyes curved into two crescents.

Xiwen also regarded this as a rare trip and was very relaxed.

The only drawback is that the flying speed is a bit fast, and many scenery has been passed by without being able to see clearly, which makes the two of them not very happy.

As we gazed at the mountains and rivers, unknowingly, a bright light appeared on the distant skyline.

The sun crept up quietly.

The eastern skyline first revealed a touch of fish belly white, reflecting soft light. Then, a red cloud appeared on the horizon. The scope of the red cloud gradually expanded, covering the earth at the end of the sight with a layer of red brocade. The originally dense darkness was dispersed by the morning light in the blink of an eye, and the sky turned blue.

At this moment, the scimitar under Xiwen and Helena's feet suddenly turned in a direction and flew towards the jungle below.

In front of you is a vast forest, with beech, oak, black pine and other trees dense and prosperous, and its periphery is full of vitality.

Xiwen frowned, feeling that this jungle felt familiar.

"I seem to have been here before." Helena's voice sounded at the same time, and her words made Xiwen open his eyes wide.

He stood on the back of the knife and took a closer look at the lush forest. Then his expression became extremely shocked, and he even couldn't help but want to curse.

"Walter...why is it this forest in Albania again? Is this going to be over?"

In front of Helena, Xiwen still didn't say the dirty words completely, but his mentality was already a bit broken.

Who would have thought that in just one year, he would be able to come to this forest so many times for various reasons. Maybe the number of times he comes here has already caught up with the number of times Xiwen goes home...

Xiven made a rough calculation. Coming here to look for traces of Nagini was considered the first time. Opening the dimensional door and coming to rescue Newt was considered the second time. Getting Ravenclaw's crown near the lake here was considered the first time. The third time, not counting the time I saw this forest through Bloody Barro's perspective...

Thinking of the memory perspective of Barrow the Bloody Man, Xiven realized that Barrow's coming to the Albanian forest may have been affected by the memory recall at that time, and he wanted to come to the place where he turned into a ghost again to find his own identity as a ghost. That obsession.

However, this area is considered half of the Death God's base...

Xiwen's face became solemn, and two pre-cast rings of Raggador were quietly wrapped around his wrist, ready to use spells for defense or directly open the dimensional door to leave the scene.

Helena had long heard Xiven tell about the strange events in the Albanian forest, so she followed Xiven's example and wrapped two rings of Raggador around her white wrist.

Compared with Xiwen's image, she looks like she is wearing two golden bracelets, which is very beautiful.

However, this is not the time to care about whether it looks good or not.

In the solemn expressions of the two people, the scimitar under their feet flew slower and slower, and a large amount of black mist appeared in front of them, filling the early morning forest, quietly adding a bit of a strange atmosphere to the forest.

"Sure enough, something is wrong. Let's take cover first." Xiwen whispered to Helena.

Helena nodded, jumped off the scimitar together with Xiwen, and then used the characteristics of the soul body to transform her body into a colorless and transparent image, hiding in the black mist in the forest.

The two of them floated silently in the forest, following the scimitar that had slowed down and slowly moved forward.

While floating forward, there were many disgusting-looking creatures with terrifying auras patrolling the outskirts of the forest. They all wore tattered cloaks, and their whole bodies looked as if they had been soaked in water. They had scabbed palms and rotten and skinny bodies, which were particularly scary.

When they got close, it seemed as if all the happiness could be swallowed up, and Xiven and Helena couldn't help but think of the most terrifying things they had ever experienced.

"It's a dementor." With all the negative emotions in his mind, Xiven struggled to remember that it was in this forest that he and Newt had defeated the yin-yang-faced dark wizard. Huge swaths of this disgustingly weird creature.

Helena said softly "hmm" to express her understanding.

Fortunately, both Xiven and Helena were in a state of soul and were not in the Dementor's diet, so they were not discovered by these monsters because of their different emotions.

As the two of them went deeper, the surrounding black fog became thicker and thicker, and the strange atmosphere became heavier and heavier.

When they arrived near the center of the Albanian forest, they felt horrified.

Wherever the two looked, there were Dementors all over the sky, and many blackened beast corpses crawling on the ground around them. Their eyes all exuded scarlet light.

There was a mysterious figure in the middle of the field, wearing a black cloak, sitting coldly on a throne made of bones.

In front of him, Bloody Barrow was floating in the air with a face full of pain, and red light flashed in his eyes from time to time!

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