Novel & Cerita Hogwarts Valley Collection Chests

This further confirmed that his great-grandfather had indeed been friends with the witches. After walking about fifty meters, they reached a treasure chamber with small vents at the bottom of its walls. Treasure chests were stacked in the corner of the chamber. In another, several barrels were lined up with gold coins, gems, and pearls. However, they didn’t catch Adro and Grace's attention, but a table supported a stack of books, scrolls, and some jewelry boxes. "Books in the treasure chamber?" Adro said, taking one of the books. "I'll check the scrolls, okay?" Grace asked.

In his hands was a large chest of vials, and I felt my heart drop to the ground instantly. It must have been the one they had dragged out of Kael’s cursed lair, the same one Hazel had told me about. They all glimmered faintly under the lights, like something straight out of a fairytale, only this one had the aura of predicting doom and chaos instead.

A male like me does not get to sit there. I turn and stare out the thick glass, keeping my face totally still. Elder Grace’s stone lodge is totally packed with loud wolves celebrating the new pup's blood blessing. They took over the whole upper floor of the pack hall. Every wolf here is a big leader from the surrounding territories. When the truck stops, I jump out to get the tribute boxes from the back. There are three heavy wrapped chests inside. I hesitate, looking at them. Draven walks over, grabs two heavy chests, and shoves them into my arms. I look at the third chest—it has different pack markings on it.

Trinkets cluttering up the treasury, traded for the pathetic sight of her groveling at his feet. Knock knock knock. Outside the carriage, Bruno stood before the rickety wooden door, and rapped three times, his jaw tight with dread. At his feet sat a heavy ironwood chest, its lid half open, the obsidian jewelry within glowing with potent magical energy, refracting the morning light into brilliant shards. Beside it sat two ornate food boxes, the cloying sweet scent of honey seeping through the cracks in the wood, straight into the small yard beyond the door.

“This one has the chest harness. It will not slip when the bones change.” I pulled a leather pouch of silver coins from my coat and dropped it onto the counter with a heavy metallic clink. “How much for the lot, Matthew?” Matthew pushed the bag of coins back toward my chest with one flat palm. “The backpack and the small bag are twenty silver. The large handbag is a gift. For the Queen.” Betty’s face lit up, the first real spark of life returning to her eyes all afternoon. Before I could stop her, she lunged across the small counter, throwing her arms around Matthew’s neck and hugging him tight.

I complied to him. We teleported back to the office where we originally started and Aadhira was there already. She looked at me questioningly at the absence of Akhilan and her eyes stopped on my neck which was now crystal clear. She is smart enough to guess what might have happened there. I tried to keep myself together but my glossy eyes made her rush to my side instantly but thankfully she didn't question me. She supportively held me close to her. Maayan placed the wooden chest before the small table and cast some spell to open the chest. A set of three glass vials with red sparkling powder was kept inside the chest wrapped by a velvet cloth. He looked up at me.

Lists of suppliers which were long out of date also showed up once in a while. “The small dent we’ve made has given us so far twenty-three possible items. Five wands, three staves, nine spears, five sceptres, and one pen. Why would a pen be in the armoury?” Eva mentioned as she glanced at the information, she’d gleaned from what they’d found about the possible items. Damon smiled at her, thankful she’d taken up that task.

He explained the value of the box and its origin. “This is a Treasure Chest of Queen Victoria the 5th. The Queen of England with her image engraved and the name of the first person ever to buy the Chest out of the royal family, Abel Copper, well written inside, a gift he brought to his fiancee on her twentieth birthday. This Treasure Chest was brought to the AE auction house by the Valuable pawn shop. The Treasure Chest is worth more than a hundred million. The base price is one hundred fifty million” Abel’s anger boiled over, his hands shaking and his face empty and void of any emotion as he stared at the Treasure Chest.

It was buried in the thick dust and what's more was that the height of the chest doesn't match the base on the inside. I picked up the dust... I mean the thing that moved when I shook the chest. It was a necklace with a key pendant. It is small and like a key to a diary or something. It looks expensive though. It’s gold. I don’t know if it's real gold or just gold plated.

The package is a half a meter wide back and a meter tall, and it contains the auxiliary treasures of the Blood Wolves clan. The box is made of red sandalwood, and the smell felt comforting to the mind and body. Ken carried the box to the tent, and Samel asked Asha and Priestess Eva to be the ones to disseminate the treasures as they please. They are the owners of those treasures, and letting them use those hundred or thousand years old treasures is already an honor. They are also the ones who are most knowledgeable about the uses of the treasures, and they will surely pick the right treasure that will maximize the abilities of their group.