The Nile Corpse Case

Perhaps in some more unusual worlds, pocket dimensions were quite common, but in the world of Harry Potter, they were exceedingly rare.

Most of the time, only certain special organizations, such as the Department of Mysteries, and the gods who had not yet vanished in this era possessed pocket dimensions. A temple was a place dedicated to the gods, but it hardly seemed like somewhere that would have a pocket dimension.

For that very reason, Ian felt it was unlikely that the people in the temple had hidden the embryo in a pocket dimension. The most likely possibility was spatial-folding technology.

Much like the Room of Requirement, although there was no visible door here, folded space could be opened with a special method.

Of course.

Even with Ian's magical expertise, cracking such a concealed spell in a short time was absolutely not something he could accomplish.

He lacked many of the necessary supporting measures. Relying solely on magical analysis to decipher it would probably take two or three days.

Ian certainly did not have that much time to remain here. As the sun slanted westward, Ian, lost in thought, arrived at the temple's highest observatory. The view here was broad, overlooking the entirety of Memphis. The golden-red afterglow cast a bloody hue over the city, while the Nile resembled a winding bronze ribbon, reflecting the final light of the setting sun.

Ian leaned against the window, watching the sun gradually sink below the horizon. Today's sunset looked especially strange. The edge of the sun was jagged and irregular, as if something had gnawed at it. Stranger still, at the very instant the sun vanished completely, he clearly saw a flash of blue light on the horizon—as though someone had reflected sunlight with a mirror.

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