The sudden voice behind them made the three goblins' pointed ears snap upright. They whirled around, their golden-green pupils instantly filling with vigilance.
At that moment, the Invisibility Cloak in Lina's hands completely vanished.
She clenched her fists until her knuckles turned white. Her previously hunched back straightened tautly, and even her breathing grew quieter.
It was fake, just as they had suspected. This had all been the Evil Wizard's scheme!
The three goblins stared fixedly toward the entrance of the ruins, waiting for the one behind it all to appear.
The next second, a familiar figure slowly emerged from behind the water plants at the cave entrance.
The boy wore a waterproof robe, its hem still dripping with water. The black hair over his forehead had been soaked through and clung to his smooth brow.
And with every step he took, that lightning-shaped scar became ever more dazzling beneath the light refracted through the crystals.
That scar alone was enough for the three goblins to recognize who had come—Harry Potter!
The instant they realized this, the three goblins fell into despair.
They had heard of Harry Potter's achievements. They knew that the three of them together were no match for him.
This time, they would surely be captured by Harry Potter—or simply killed!
Harry slowly entered the ruins. He did not move particularly quickly, his wand held in his right hand, his fingertips resting lightly against its shaft. He looked utterly relaxed.
When he raised his head and swept his gaze across the three goblins, a faint curve still lingered on his lips. Though he looked gentle, Grek instinctively clenched his claws.
They had heard legends of this figure everywhere in the Wizarding World.
Now that they saw that iconic scar with their own eyes, even the faint Magical