0114 The Staff and The Sword (Part-1)

Bryan suddenly turned his head, staring at Godric Gryffindor, who raised his silver sword and faced the time domain, with an incredible look. His heart was pounding wildly and every cell in his body was trembling! How could it be, did he just hear a hallucination?! He felt a chill run down his spine as he realized that the voice he heard was not his own, but Gryffindor's! 

Bryan looked around with a frightened look, scanning every inch of the slightly dim temple, but after a few rounds of inspection, he found no trace of any hidden wizards. In the dilapidated room, apart from him and Gryffindor, there was no one else. No one else who could have spoken to him in such a familiar and intimate tone. 

"Did you just talk to me, Mr. Gryffindor?" 

He asked in a shaky voice, hoping for an answer that would dispel his confusion. But to Bryan's dismay, Godric Gryffindor, who had shattered his worldview, suddenly returned to his previous appearance, ignoring Bryan's repeated calls, but holding the sword hilt with both hands, raising the silver sword and not moving, as if observing the time domain in front of him with great concentration. 

"What's going on?" 

Bryan muttered breathlessly, "Could it be that Gryffindor was accompanied by someone a thousand years ago, and he was just talking to his companion? But the person's strength is far inferior to Gryffindor's, and not enough to interfere with the sequence. No, along the way, Gryffindor never had a conversation with anyone, it can't be like this." 

Bryan's current knowledge base was already unable to come up with a reasonable explanation. He stared blankly at Gryffindor's back and suddenly felt at a loss. He felt like he had stumbled into a mystery that was beyond his comprehension. 

Swish! Just as he hesitated, the silver sword in Gryffindor's hand suddenly bloomed with light. The straight and sharp silver sword body was wrapped by a transparent, water-like magic force. It was a strange power that Bryan could not understand, but even across the river of time, it still gave him a feeling of horror. It was like a force that could cut through anything in existence. 

For Gryffindor, dealing with such a strong time turbulence was still not an easy and casual thing. It was like cutting meat with a blunt knife, or cutting wood with a rusty saw with serrated teeth. The sword body moved slowly and hard. The effort made Bryan hold his breath! 

But anyway, Gryffindor really cut out a few feet of 'clear space' in the distorted and blurred space. Then he stepped into the edge of the area that was originally covered by the time domain and raised his long sword again. 

And in Bryan's vision, when Gryffindor stepped into the time domain, the Gryffindor that had existed since entering the secret realm disappeared. Only he was left alone, looking at the suddenly 'flat' area in a daze. 

"Is it Gryffindor who appeared in the modern wizarding world, or did I unknowingly go back to a thousand years ago?" 

Neither situation is possible. This is just Bryan's random guess in extreme astonishment. 

Then should he follow in or not? 

For such an incomprehensible and dangerous situation, as a 'qualified Slytherin', he should not try it easily. But if he only cares about risk, then Bryan might as well stay at Hogwarts and teach under Dumbledore's eyelids! 

Bryan's hesitation in his eyes dissipated. A firmness emerged from his light purple eyes. He clenched his teeth and stood in Gryffindor's position. He took a deep breath and stepped into the time domain. 

Huh! It was like being thrown onto a high-speed train from a stationary state. The sudden dizziness almost made him fall into the dangerous chaos on both sides. 

Gryffindor reappeared in his sight. But it was not a solitary back figure. It was like when he approached the temple before. Bryan was in the same state as overlapping forward figures. 

Bryan turned his gaze to the narrow clear space on both sides. The chaotic sequence like an abyss. He thought for a while and reached into it with his hem. The result was like that stone. It made him sweat coldly. 

When passing through the barrier, all the sights outside were covered up. And every second of time passing by was as long as a whole year. Bryan dared not be careless. Because being careless would result in turning into dust and disappearing into nothingness.

He didn't know how long it took. Gryffindor disappeared from sight again. For this, Bryan didn't feel nervous. His uneasy heart calmed down a lot instead. Because he inferred that Gryffindor had broken through the barrier of time and entered the inner space. 

The space where the ultimate secret of the Druids was hidden. Another dizzy spell like the world spinning around. Waiting for the world to clear up. Bryan who suppressed the fainting feeling suddenly realized that he had passed through that small door covered by the time domain and stood in the simple and empty but magnificent temple hall. 

He felt a surge of awe and curiosity as he looked around the ancient and mysterious place. He saw Cliodna standing at the door of the temple, looking at the direction of the swamp that was covered by the fog again with a worried look. Bryan thought for a while. It should be his own movement that attracted her attention before. But trapped by the chaotic space, she didn't dare to leave easily. 

Bryan was in the range of the time barrier. His magic and figure were perfectly hidden. Cliodna didn't notice that the Bryan she was waiting for had quietly entered the temple. And he was only one step away from the 'holy artifact' that Druids had been dreaming of for centuries! 

In the center of the circular altar built of gray rocks, there was a staff with a strange shape. The staff stood upright. The endless 'death and decay' was being poured into the earth from its tail end embedded in the altar. And this was also the culprit that turned the original vibrant Druid holy land - Avalon Road into the end of the world like a barren land! 

Even if Bryan had never seen it, but when his eyes fell on it for a moment, he knew its name. 

Caduceus, the staff of Hermes, the messenger of Greek mythology. And it was only a few steps away from him!    

Gurgle——    

Like a vast ocean, but also exuding a hellish breath, Bryan's heart beat wildly, swallowing saliva unconsciously. 

If there really are 'artifacts' in Harry Potter's magical world, then there is no doubt that Caduceus is one of them. His eyes were attracted by the two intertwined black pythons on a golden staff. He had forgotten to think about why this 'artifact' appeared in Morgan Le Fay's hands inexplicably, and how it became the 'holy artifact' of the Druid sect!    

"Wow, interesting staff!" 

Compared to Bryan's dullness, Gryffindor looked calm with a smile. He walked onto the altar and circled around Caduceus. He examined it with curiosity and admiration, as if he had found a new toy.  

"I think Salazar will love you very much!" 

After saying this sentence, Gryffindor suddenly reached out to Caduceus. It seemed that he wanted to take this staff back and give it to his best friend. 

But at the moment he heard this sentence, Bryan's body trembled violently. 

He stared at the two black pythons with wide eyes. The more he looked at them, the more familiar they became. The more he looked at them, the more shocked he became. In the end, he was almost sure of his discovery-those two things wrapped around the golden staff were not pythons at all, but two miniaturized Basilisks!    

Bryan had just dealt with a very real Basilisk a few months ago, in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets! He still remembered its terrifying gaze that could petrify or kill anyone who met its eyes, and its venomous fangs that could destroy any magic.    

Thinking of the Chamber of Secrets, Bryan suddenly clenched his wand and moved his dry lips. 

"Could it be that Slytherin built the Chamber of Secrets to cultivate Basilisks and study Caduceus? It wasn't to deal with those little wizards with muggle blood!" 

He whispered in disbelief, as if he had uncovered a shocking truth that had been hidden for centuries.

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