"As long as it is within my ability, I will help you. If the wealth of the Crusaders is really worth my help to you..." Sherlock's response made Hobines' soul begin to be active.

"I hope you can transform me into a ghost! I have had enough of this wandering state." Hobines tried his best to express his request. Sherlock pulled his face out of the water, and his voice calmly said, "You have lived in the corpse for more than a thousand years! You have been wandering in the corpse for more than a thousand years and have not gone crazy. As far as I know, there is also a very powerful black wizard, known as the most evil and dangerous black wizard. He was almost desperate after wandering in the forest with a wandering state for ten years!"

Sherlock is talking about Voldemort. Hobines's soul state is similar to Voldemort's situation, except that Voldemort is broken and destroyed in body, but his soul is still there, but it has become a kind of spiritual body floating between ghosts and creatures, that is, wandering souls.

Hobines, on the other hand, died of normal physical death without vitality and vitality, and locked his soul in his body, nearly a thousand years ago. If it weren't for Rake's attempt to take away the gems on Hobines' corpse when he left.

I'm afraid Hobines's soul would not be attached to his body.

"I can't do this for the time being. I have never studied the process of transforming souls into ghosts. Every ghost is born because of a special coincidence, so any ghost is unique. Even if I can do it, I don't want to waste this on you! Why don't we change the method? I'll let you have your body again, and then you dedicate the treasure of the Crusader to me!"

The black soul in the water suddenly rolled up excitedly, like a black fish boiled in hot water.

"I have been desperate for a long time. Forgive me to take the liberty to possess my soul on your uncle. It is my last chance, but when I encounter you pull my soul out of your uncle's body, I know that it will never happen again in my life! So even if it is transformed into a ghost, it is my biggest luxury idea!"

Hobines continued, "I had dealt with a wandering black wizard in Jerusalem. The other party was an expelled Arab. He taught me the ancient magic that locked the soul in the body and became increasingly powerful through sleep. The creation of this magic is to seal the soul in the body after death in the corpse, and then gain strong consolidation through the soul's sleep. Until it is discovered in the future, you can directly seize the body. After all, the soul that has just died will enter the death ground, and there is no chance of seizing the body!"

"Have you been to the Death Land?" Sherlock asked. The so-called Death Land is the place where people's souls will be born after death in the Harry Potter world. According to legend, the Death Land is the territory of the God of Death, which is the God of Death who gave the three brothers the Death Hallows.

To use Sirius' description, it is like a moment after death, it seems like a nap in a trance. When you open your eyes and wake up, you are already in a world of dead people, but that is not terrible. Death seems to have a sleep.

Therefore, no matter how powerful a person is after death, his soul will fall to death in an instant. This is inevitable, and Hobines can actually lock his soul in a corpse through magic.

"I have never been to the Death Land, but I know that such a place that accommodates dead souls, I am not afraid of death, I am just afraid of all unknown things, and this world is much better than the Death World, and I don't want to really die so soon."

"Okay...so you'd rather sleep for so long and get a new body!"

"That's right and it failed. I don't quite understand. I clearly left a lot of back-ups and arrangements before I died. There should be a special person coming to wake me up, but it didn't! I woke up in advance for a long time, and it was so long that I couldn't even calculate my life."

Sherlock said calmly, "Maybe as time goes by, your existence has long been regarded as a legend by future generations."

At night, Sherlock and Lola lived in this room in the hotel, but Sherlock had his own arrangements tonight. He did not come to Jerusalem to enjoy the scenery.

"Where are you going?" Lola looked at Sherlock who had put on her clothes again. She stretched out her soft tongue and rolled the yogurt liquid from the corner of her mouth into her mouth, then lay weakly on the bed watching Sherlock leave.

"I want to go out to do something, so you can sleep peacefully. Also, does it really matter to your parents?" Sherlock replied.

"Don't worry, I've run away from home for more than once or twice."

Hearing this kind of relaxed answer, Sherlock was helpless. He came to the streets of Jerusalem. The weather in this area was really unpredictable. It was very hot during the day, but it was cold at night, so it made people tremble.

Sherlock almost forgot that it is the late winter season, and it is almost a few days before Christmas.

Sherlock came to the old town of Jerusalem and found a square cell-like building. Jerusalem gathered many buildings with distinctive styles, with churches and mosques in the same place.

Crosses are carved on the stone brick walls in front of this square building.

According to Ramod's guidance, Sherlock found the thirteenth cross carved on the stone brick from east to west.

Every cross is actually carved with the image of Jesus’ crucifixion, and there is a small hole in each Jesus’ chest, which is the part where the holy gun pierces his heart.

Although I don’t know who built this building, the guy who created the entrance to the Wizard Gate must be full of evil fun. Sherlock took out his golden magic wand and knocked them all around the left and right sides of the cross.

Then the tip of the wand was inserted into the chest of the statue of Jesus, which was the place where the heart was pierced.

According to Ramod, even if a wizard does not have a magic wand, you just need to put your little finger in and contribute a little magic to prove that he is a wizard.

"Another guy from Europe! Take out your wand quickly, this thing is hard!" Jesus' stone statue began to speak, his voice was very sharp. Sherlock pulled his wand back, thinking that the guy who established this kind of magical mechanism must be full of hatred for Christians, but when I think about it, European wizards in the Middle Ages had received many persecutions and massacres.
Chapter completed!