Fantasy World Transmigration

Hogwarts has already started, and Harry Potter has been annoyed by Lockhart these days, so he doesn't even have time to read the golden book, and he has too many roommates, Ron, Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, he had hardly any free space, and for some reason he didn't even want to share the book with Ron.

Maybe it's because he used disgraceful means to get this book!

And based on Harry's understanding of Ron, if he saw a magic book made of gold, he would yell and the whole Gryffindor knew it. Harry was deeply disturbed by his previous obsessed behavior. Look, this "Sun Golden Sutra" is worth a lot, but the gold is worth a lot of Galleons!

He hesitated, wanting to return the book, or give it to Dumbledore, but every time he took a very short gap to peek at the "Sun Golden Book" hidden under his pillow, the golden pages reflected The light reflected on his glasses, there is always a voice inside him saying to him - try it!

At this time, it always reminded him of the illusions he saw in the Mirror of Erised.

Lockhart had messed up the class again that day. Harry was so tired of dealing with Colin and Lockhart during the day that he had already made a detour to avoid Lockhart whenever he saw him in the corridor. But Colin Creevey was hard to avoid. He seemed to have Harry's class schedule in mind. Every time we meet, Colin always respectfully and admiringly say to him: "Hi, Harry." Having to answer "Colin, yes" six or seven times a day, Harry feels tired to death.

That night, after all his roommates had rested, Harry couldn't hold back his beating heart any longer. He lowered the curtain, took out the "Sun Gold Sutra" from under the pillow, pulled out his wand and whispered to the book: "Fluorescent flickering!"

The white light at the top of the wand shines on the "Golden Sun Sutra". This magical magic book reflects a brilliant and bright light. This kind of light flows against the pages of the book. Although it is not dazzling, it has a radiant, golden light of its own. It exudes a sacred and eternal charm, and the ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs floating in golden light narrate the poems of the gods.

On the page of the golden book Harry was looking at, there was engraved a hymn to the Sun God:

Praise be to you, Ola, to your astonishing ascent!

You rise and shine and make the heavens roll aside.

You are the king of the gods, the lord of all creation,

We come from you and are made holy through you.

Thy priests come out at dawn, washing their hearts with laughter;

The holy wind carries the music,

Blow through your golden strings.

At sunset they embrace you like every cloud

From your wings flashes the colors reflected in the sky.

There is no doubt that this is a poem praising the sun god Ra, but Harry couldn't figure out what it had to do with magic, let alone see the secret of resurrection magic from it, he turned two pages down without giving up, The song "The Dead Arise, Praise the Sun" was actually written on three pages in the book, and he racked his brains but couldn't find any clues from it.

Harry was extremely disappointed, he closed the page angrily, and said in a low voice, "Maybe it's just a hoax as Malfoy's father said! It's a prop used by Bokin, who runs a black magic shop, to deceive those Muggles... Or maybe I can't understand ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs at all, maybe Hermione can, she's Miss Know-It-All!"

He was going to tuck the golden book under the pillow, but just as he touched the pillow, it bounced off the bed like a spring. He was incoherent in excitement and said to himself: "But I can't understand the weird pictograms on it at all." Text!"

"Then how do I know the meaning of the poem engraved on it?"

Harry took out the golden book again, he confirmed that he was unfamiliar and ignorant of the words recorded on it, but when these words flowed in the floating golden light, he inexplicably understood its consciousness, all this happened so naturally , so that he couldn't react for a while.

He was going to read the incantation like a poem on it.

But just as he was about to pronounce it, he heard the sound of Ron grinding his teeth next to him. Harry picked up the "Sun Golden Book" and found the Invisibility Cloak next to him. He lived in the abandoned classroom where he found the Mirror of Erised before. try.

He sneaked out of the dormitory, down the stairs, across the common room, and through the Fat Lady portrait hole.

Returning to the abandoned classroom, the Mirror of Erised has disappeared, but the desks and chairs piled up in the corner, as well as the upside-down wastebasket, remain the same.

The moonlight shone into this abandoned classroom, allowing Harry to see everything clearly even without the lights on. Harry looked at the place where the Mirror of Erised had visited, and it was one of the places he was most familiar with. In those few nights, he came here every day late at night, staring at the magic mirror for a long time. He spread out the "Sun Golden Scripture" under the moonlight, and turned to the page that recorded the poem "The Undead Rise, Praise the Sun".

The light flowing on the golden book under the moonlight was a bit cold, different from the golden color Harry saw during the day, and also different from the dark golden color just under the fluorescent spell, now the book was radiating platinum-like brilliance.

Harry cleared his throat, lowered his voice, and began to sing instinctively: "Praise you, Ola, to your amazing rise! You rise, shine, and make the heavens roll aside. You are the king of gods, Lord of all, we come from you and are holy through you."

"You sailed through the zenith, and your heart rejoiced; your morning and evening boats met with good winds; before you, Maat lifted up her fateful feathers, and the halls of Anu clamored in your name. O you God of perfection, God of eternity, God of oneness! Great eagle soaring with the rising sun! On the verdant fig tree, your eternal youthful image shines across the heart of the river of heaven. Your light Brighten every face, but no one knows it. For thousands of years, you are the eager source of new life."

Harry has mastered ancient Egyptian without a teacher, and the long priestly tone sang from his immature voice, with a hint of sacredness. It was very strange in the abandoned classroom in the middle of the night. Gradually, Harry's body gradually became transparent, and he entered a It was a gray and cold world, and everything around him began to turn colder. Except for the moonlight, everything lost its luster. If Harry looked straight at it, he could even see the surrounding scenery as if in a mirror. Kind of twisted.

But he can't notice this now, he has devoted himself wholeheartedly to the "Sun Golden Sutra".

His voice became high-pitched unknowingly, like the grand chants of the priests in the grand sacrifices of ancient Egypt, echoing in the empty corridors of Hogwarts, and Peeves' excited screams came from a distance: " Little devil! There is little devil and he doesn't sleep, and he is swimming in the corridor at night!" Peeves took the lead and flew towards the place where the sound came from, Filch and his cat followed far behind.

Peeves, who broke into the abandoned classroom, didn't know what he interrupted.

It only saw a ray of indescribable dazzling light shooting towards him, and felt a burning pain all over his body. If it wasn't for the magic of Hogwarts Castle to protect it, he would almost be out of his wits. Even so, Peeves still felt extremely weak, it screamed and ran back into the darkness, and got into an unknown place.