Evan scrutinized the pages before him, and aside from the word "Silence" at the top, the following pages were filled with ancient magic texts and intricate magical symbols unknown to him, radiating a faint blue light, but only occupying a third of the pages.
Obviously, The Book of Abraham did not fully document the magic.
Evan was perplexed by the current situation, his mind filled with doubts. His research on this book was merely superficial.
The only certainty was that The Book of Abraham must be related to malevolent spirits and ancient sorcerers.
On the first page of the third part, besides the empty portrait of God that had already appeared, the other places remained covered in thick black ink.
The back only documented a third of the magic of "Silence," and the rest was blank.
Evan went over it again and still had no clue.
He sighed and closed the book, then felt that the ruins were different from what he had just seen.
The potent magic permeating the air had completely vanished, turning this place into an empty ancient architectural site.
After being recorded in The Book of Abraham, the potent magic left by ancient sorcerers had finally lost its effect.
The marble surfaces baptized by relentless years were filled with cracks. Without the protection of magic, they had turned into ordinary stones. Eroded over time, they seemed on the verge of collapsing at any moment.
A pile of gravel and dust kept falling, and even Evan could hear the rumbling sounds coming from unknown areas.
It was no longer safe to stay there. He had to leave quickly; otherwise, he risked being buried alive.
Yet, Evan did not want to leave. His purpose in this journey had not been fulfilled; it had only raised more questions.
Losing the shield of magical power, this relic was on the brink of becoming ruins.
When that happened, all the secrets here and the magic on the walls would be completely annihilated.
"Curse it!" Evan forced himself to calm down.
He still remembered that at the last moment, he heard a faint click coming from the stone platform.
Could it be related to the sudden failure of the millennia-old powerful magic operation?
His eyes turned to the stone platform, and he hastily cleared the remaining plants.
After a few seconds, after cleaning everything, Evan saw the stone platform as it truly was.
The center of the stone platform was slightly depressed, revealing an irregular circular groove, which was used to place the statue of the malevolent god.
From this center, dark golden magic lines intertwined and formed two ancient silent magical inscriptions beneath the stone platform.
Above, there was a smaller irregular groove with a black stone nestled in it. It appeared to be a magical stone!
Evan blinked and incredulously stared at the stone.
Yes, it was undoubtedly a Philosopher's Stone, a Philosopher's Stone that had lost its power.
Now, the Stone was full of cracks and devoid of magic. It was indistinguishable from common stones.
Here lay the core of the entire relic, and this Philosopher's Stone was the source of the potent magic that kept the Malevolent God contained within.
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Harry Potter and the Hidden Treasure (Volume 3)
FanfictionA teenager named Evan Mason, who traverses into the magical world of Harry Potter and enrolls at Hogwarts! Armed with knowledge of the future and a gift for magic, he embarks on a journey to conquer the heights of the wizarding world, only to discov...
