Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 153 152: The Weight of the Crown, and Subversion!

It’s hard to speak.

Ian really didn't know how to speak.

He was afraid that things that were easily misunderstood would actually be misunderstood by others.

People in the world will always be prejudiced.

Although the young wizard liked to dig up other people's ancestral graves and blew up every corner of the school in the time loop, he knew that he did all this for a reason and the reason was very sufficient.

Even though he liked to raise some evil-sounding little creatures, and knew a little about the three unforgivable curses, he also knew that he was still a handsome and kind wizard.

"Well, actually, the little ones I raised might be a little weird, and it's not appropriate to tell others about them." Ian's words sounded guilty and hesitant.

"Kid, there are no weird creatures in the world, only narrow-minded people and their narrow views." Newt Scamander responded seriously.

He obviously misunderstood Ian and thought he was referring to the personalities of the magical creatures.

"Forehead……"

Ian didn't know how to respond.

"We always need to know what kind of living space your friends need, right?" Newt Scamander encouraged Ian, and what he said did make some sense.

"Maybe I need the environment to be a little darker, the temperature to be lower, and it doesn't matter if the pool is a little smaller. Well, I like to raise some cold-blooded animals... they don't like to drink water." Ian thought quickly and chose a nonsensical way of responding. He described the [Ian Suitcase] environment he needed.

Newt Scamander didn't realize anything was wrong.

"Such an extreme environment is not conducive to your future expansion of your own backyard. I can design a variety of environments for you. It just takes a little more time."

"At my age, the least valuable thing is time. I can also grow many plants. I will probably be able to help you grow them when you come to school next year."

"Having a comprehensive environment will also make it easier for you to add some other little ones with different habits in the future. I was in a lot of trouble when I was young because I didn't consider this."

Newt Scamander pondered and gave his advice.

He was very thoughtful and comprehensive, but he didn't doubt what Ian was raising. Perhaps because he liked to secretly raise some forbidden creatures, he thought he could fully understand the little wizard's hesitant expression and recalled his past.

people.

It is always like this in old age.

"Uh-huh."

The young wizard naturally had no reason to refuse. He bowed slightly to express his gratitude and asked curiously, "Will you come to Hogwarts again when school starts next year?"

To be honest, Ian felt that Newt Scamander's visit to Hogwarts this time was definitely not just to deliver something to Nick Flamel. After all, why would he bring his whole family and even his sister-in-law along to deliver something?

Judging from the previous behavior of Newt Scamander and the other two old ladies, perhaps the reason why Newt Scamander came to find Nick Flamel this time should be related to the death of Queenie's husband.

A wife who misses her husband too much wants to go back to the past and take one last look at her husband, and if possible, she also wants to apologize to her husband after the quarrel?

Ian felt that his judgment was probably correct. After all, old lady Queenie did have many flaws in her mind. He just felt that Nick Flamel and Dumbledore would probably not approve of such risky behavior that disrupted time.

of course.

It's hard to say... After all, Albus Dumbledore is doing the same thing now, and he has reached the Schrödinger state that may be everywhere in Hogwarts.

It seems that Albus Dumbledore couldn't persuade her in such a situation, which is why Ian suggested that he use the non-existent "spiritualism" to help old lady Queenie resolve her worries.

"Yes, I will come to Hogwarts next year...if all goes well." Newt Scamander smiled implicitly, his eyes looking a little vague.

It is hard to imagine seeing such youthful behavior in an old man.

"Do you have any favorite magical creatures? Some of Newt's friends need to be taken care of by someone with more energy... He's really too old, and those guys who torment him are really exhausting for him."

Tina suddenly asked at this time and patted the suitcase in her hand. She obviously wanted to free her husband from the heavy work of caring for magical creatures.

of course.

She also felt that the handsome little wizard in front of her must be someone who knew how to cherish friendship with magical animals. After all, they only gave some not-so-precious materials, but he gave back so many rare things in the world. From this point, Tina felt that she roughly understood what kind of person Ian was.

"I'm only eighty years old...not old!" Newt Scamander reacted immediately. It's not that he was stingy, but he had a deep affection for the magical creatures in his suitcase.

If it weren't for the fact that he was unable to continue taking care of them, or if those magical animals really needed to be released back into the wild, Newt Scamander would still be thinking about his friends at home even when he went out for breakfast.

This is also the reason why Newt Scamander's suitcase was expanded so much by him.

"Little guy, you need to make friends with the magical creatures you like on your own, right?" In order not to abandon the magical creatures in his suitcase, Newt Scamander tried to pull Ian to his side.

"That's true, there's nothing wrong with it." Ian felt that it would be difficult to raise any magical creature in his current situation. His Dementor was enough to make most magical creatures live in fear all day long, not to mention the black-robed skeletons that had a strong oppressive effect on all magical creatures except unicorns.

It's good enough to be able to study these two guys clearly.

"Why are you so stingy? The little wizard is much more generous than you." Tina rolled her eyes at her husband. The complaining voice made Newt Scamander quite embarrassed.

He probably felt that what his wife said was indeed correct, so after hesitating for a moment, he turned around and asked the little wizard tentatively.

"I have an injured ptarmigan cub here. Its family members died in an illegal hunting operation by poachers. When it recovers from its injuries, you may be able to help me raise it."

"Of course, provided that you are willing." Newt Scamander's proposal was somewhat beyond Ian's expectations. There was actually a Thunderbird in the old man's box.

Even though it was an injured thunderbird chick, it was still an extremely dangerous magical animal. It was an extra-large bird that generally only lived in North America.

Some scholars believe that the Thunderbird is closely related to the Phoenix, but this view is not widely accepted. It has a powerful magical bloodline that allows it to control lightning while flying.

Ordinary wizards are almost impossible to fight against.

Most countries prohibit the illegal importation of these birds. Of course, Ian feels that for Newt Scamander, the Ministry of Magic's ban may not be as binding as the Hogwarts school rules.

"Oh, that's great!" The surprise on Ian's face was not a false act, but he really felt surprised and happy from the bottom of his heart.

That's Thunderbird!
The tail feathers of a rare magical animal can be used as the core of a wand. Wands made with thunderbird tail feathers are difficult to master, but they are usually very powerful and suitable for casting transfiguration. Because thunderbirds are extremely sensitive to supernatural dangers, wands made with their feathers are said to be able to fire spells first.

of course.

For Ian, he didn't care about the characteristics of the wand made of thunderbird tail feathers. He was just interested in how to make a wand that was of good quality and low price so as to bring down the price of magic wands.

"When school starts next semester, you and your suitcase will meet that little boy..." Newt Scamander smiled when he felt Ian's genuine happiness.

"Dumbledore said that you are a violator of school rules. I think you are not bad enough to take care of a 4X-level magical creature. The only thing you need to pay attention to is that you need to release the Thunderbird as soon as it grows up."

"Although the Thunderbird is not as aggressive as a 5X magical beast, any 4X magical beast is basically stronger than more than % of wizards."

"You definitely don't want to see how violent a Thunderbird in heat can be..." Newt Scamander spoke with a hint of fear in his tone.

"What a coincidence!"

Ian suddenly clapped his hands.

"Do you think the same as I do?"

Newt Scamander spoke with some excitement.

however.

The little wizard's next words made the expression on his face freeze.

"I just happen to be more powerful than more than 95% of wizards, so there is absolutely no problem for me to raise a Thunderbird." Ian's answer was very tactful in his own opinion.

"..."

"..."

"..."

however.

Whether it was Newt Scamander, his wife, or his sister-in-law, the expressions on their faces were all a little bit interesting after hearing Ian's answer.

Newt Scamander couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Seeing how eager this little wizard was to try, was he really looking forward to fighting with Thunderbird when it grew up?

"Really, Mr. Scamander, trust me, I can definitely raise the Thunderbird well." Ian was afraid that Newt Scamander would go back on his word, so he immediately patted his chest and made the promise.

He wanted to take out a few books about magical beasts from his purse to prove that he had sufficient theories. However, when he opened the purse, he only found three series of books in it: "Fantastic Beasts in the Pot", "Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach" and "Nutrition Guide to Fantastic Beasts".

"..."

Ian quickly closed his purse and was somewhat glad that he had cast a magic spell on the purse so that only he could see what was stored in it.

Say something.

It's not his fault that he liked this series of books; they were just gifts he received for Christmas. He didn't know why those little Ravenclaw wizards thought he liked these books.

"I'm very good at making potions, and the Thunderbird will surely grow up very healthy." Ian recommended himself in a different way. He did have great achievements in the field of potions.

This is not.

Just mentioned raising ptarmigan.

The young wizard has already figured out how to prepare a potion that will not hurt the thunderbird's body, but can make the bird creature shed its hair and grow hair again. Isn't this also a display of the ability to brew potions?

"I certainly don't doubt a Prince's talent in potions." Newt Scamander seemed to hesitate again. It was unclear whether his sixth sense as a "druid" was really strong.

Newt Scamander always felt something was wrong and his eyelids were twitching wildly.

"Actually, a ferruginous beast is also fine. I also like to raise a ferruginous beast." Ian had never seen any records of this oriental beast in "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".

However, he discovered in other books introducing magical beasts that in today's world, the ferruginous beast is actually classified as a 4X-level magical beast.

"Iron-eating beast?"

Newt Scamander's expression became even weirder, with an awkward look that said, "You're not making things difficult for me."

"Haven't you seen it, either?"

Ian asked curiously.

"Of course I have. I have definitely seen it. I remember going to China several decades ago and observing this magical animal up close that was almost classified as a 5X dangerous creature."

Newt Scamander's eyes became evasive again.

Just when Ian thought that Newt Scamander might be guilty, the master of magical creatures immediately gave Ian common knowledge about the ferruginous beasts.

"The Iron-eating Beast is born with a kind of bewitching magic that can make people subconsciously ignore its danger, and it also has wisdom far beyond most magical animals."

"If it weren't for the fact that it generally wouldn't attack humans or other creatures unless it was hungry, I think it would be in the same dangerous group as the basilisk and the fire dragon."

"Of course, they will also show their absolute strength to creatures that provoke them. I once saw an adult Siberian tiger's head shattered by a slap from it."

"Their fur makes them extremely resistant to magic, and in terms of strength, perhaps only the Chinese Fireball Dragon can compete with them in that land."

have to say.

Newt Scamander seemed to have a very detailed understanding of the ferruginous beast, and the bewitching magic he mentioned was the first time Ian had heard of it with his eyes wide open.

He thought about it carefully.

Maybe that's true.

However, Newt Scamander's guilty look confused him. Just as Ian was about to ask, Tina beside him explained to him why Newt Scamander was guilty.

"I knew you hadn't given up on the iron-eating beast. If I hadn't gone there to protect you, you would have been sentenced to decades in prison for smuggling endangered species!"

"You tried to kidnap endangered magical animals that are highly valued by both the Muggle and wizarding communities in the protected area. To this day, I still don't know what you were thinking at the time!" Tina's tone was a little resentful, and she rolled her eyes as she told Newt Scamander's dark history.

Newt Scamander's face suddenly turned red.

"I told you they have bewitching magic! I was bewitched! And! They are really cunning! I was caught because they secretly reported me to Muggles and wizards!" Not only did the two old ladies not believe Newt Scamander's words, even Ian, the eleven-year-old wizard, felt it was outrageous.

"You mean, the iron-eating beast that can't speak or write reported you without any communication equipment?" Tina sneered and asked a soul-searching question.

"That's right, that's it. If you let me go back again, I will definitely figure out what methods they used." Newt Scamander looked very unwilling.

"We don't have that much money to rescue you now! I've already paid your bail in more than 60 countries!" Tina glared at Newt Scamander fiercely.

"It's okay. I still have a lot of money here. I also want to see if the iron-eating beast really has the magic of bewitching." Queenie looked like she was eager to watch the fun.

She was obviously adding fuel to the fire of her sister and brother-in-law. Perhaps all sisters-in-law in the world are like this.

"In fact, it's not just the iron-eating beast. Because I was captured that time, I didn't understand why the fireball dragons active in the Yangtze River area are fatter than each other."

Newt Scamander had obviously been thinking about this matter for a long time.

"Absolutely not. Go."

Tina's attitude was extremely firm.

Newt Scamander could only sigh heavily.

He turned around and looked at the little wizard.

Seeing that Ian still had a suspicious expression, he said to the little wizard in a serious voice, "Believe me, the iron-eating beast is definitely smarter than most wizards think."

"They have made themselves into first-class protected animals in the Muggle world and critically endangered species in the wizarding world. Now they live so comfortably and do whatever they want with their identities."

"This is all the plan of the iron-eating beasts..." Newt Scamander might really be getting old and confused, or he might have really discovered some shocking mysteries of the magical animals.

It’s hard to explain, really hard to explain. Anyway, Ian finds it difficult to comment.

"Forget it, let's talk about Thunderbird." Ian felt that he could not be the culprit for Newt Scamander being sent to prison and stepping on a sewing machine.

Maybe Newt Scamander doesn't need to work at his age, but he will always have to suffer from the bland diet. In the prison back home, you can't buy rich food just by having money.

"Okay, I'll leave the little Thunderbird to your care. I've already felt your persistence..." Newt Scamander also knew very well what it meant to take the easy way out to avoid marital quarrels.

"Nick's office is over there, right? I think I'll have to discuss the details with you next time we meet. At this point in time, your curfew is almost here."

Newt Scamander looked at the clock in the hall.

He actually thought Ian was the kind of little wizard who would abide by curfew.

"If you want to find Professor Nick Flamel, you'd better go quickly. He usually goes out after ten o'clock. He especially likes to poop in the Forbidden Forest."

Ian obviously had some understanding of Nick Flamel's biological habits.

"Forehead……"

Newt Scamander had no idea how to respond. He knew that Nick Flamel had always had a rather eccentric personality, but this was the first time he learned about Nick Flamel's toilet habits.

Who would watch this for no reason?
“Looking forward to seeing you next time.”

The young wizard waved his hand.

Seeing that the little wizard had started to walk up the stairs, Newt Scamander, his wife, and sister-in-law raised their hands and waved to Ian.

"Remember what I suggested just now. My psychic skills are really powerful." Ian reminded the old lady Queenie at last, and then climbed up the stairs quickly.

"I care so much about others, how can I not be a kind-hearted white wizard?" Ian believed it as he thought about it. His thoughts were not seen through by Queenie, a true natural Legilimency - after all, after practicing [Soul Absorption] and [Soul Binding], Ian's strongest skill was mental defense.

He had worked very hard in this regard, because the guys he met were more powerful than each other. He had always had a little bit of "paranoia" about Legilimency since Morgan.

"This is such a special little guy." Newt Scamander looked at the "Sand of Time" in his hand, and recalled the conversation between him and Ian. He couldn't help but sigh.

"I think it's quite scary... Your school is a bit weird, and there are always some very scary wizards appearing here." Queenie's sigh was absolutely from the bottom of her heart.

Among the three old wizards present, she was the only one who had the deepest perception of Ian. It seemed as if he was spying on her all the time, and even she felt extremely uneasy and had no way to resist that spiritual power.

It was as if everyone's thoughts and emotions could only be read by the other party - all these years, Queenie had never thought that she would experience the kind of fear that others used to feel when they were in front of her.

Besides.

The magic power emanating from the growing little wizard was like a sea with undercurrents. It seemed calm on the surface, but in fact it contained a terrifying force that could overturn the world.

over the years.

Queenie had only felt such powerful magic in Grindelwald and Dumbledore... and now, such magic appeared in a young and terrifying wizard.

How could Queenie not feel sad about this?
"Hogwarts is really a bit like a monster house, and each generation is more outrageous than the last." Tina doesn't have the same sense as her sister, but this doesn't prevent her from reading the expression on her sister's face.

"This is my alma mater after all, of course it's great." Newt Scamander was perhaps the only carefree person. He walked towards Nick Flamel's office with his wife and sister-in-law.

"Long time no see, my friends."

After the door opens.

Nick Flamel took the initiative to hug Newt Scamander and the two old ladies. According to the character of this funny man, he took the initiative to hug Newt Scamander in order to hug the old ladies.

My wife is not here.

It's so audacious.

"You seem to adapt to the life of a professor better than I thought?" Newt Scamander walked into the office and looked around at the surrounding decorations with the two old ladies.

His eyes rested on Big Ben.

"Is this the ancient time converter that Albus had?" In the areas of knowledge that he was not interested in, Newt Scamander's knowledge storage was actually not much different from that of most dropouts.

"I knew that you came to me with your family, definitely not just to give me the materials for the expansion spell." Nick Flamel walked forward and covered Big Ben directly with a large white cloth.

"This is not a time converter. It is much more dangerous than a time converter." Nick Flamel had obviously started to repair Big Ben. How could he be called an unrivaled master in the field of alchemy? He had deciphered some of the tower runes that Ian gave him in a very short time.

"It's mainly because you let it slip that I knew Albus had that kind of time converter, and I couldn't help wanting to borrow it to observe and record some extinct magical animals." Newt Scamander scratched his head a little embarrassedly, which didn't seem to match the image of an eighty-year-old at all.

Some men do have the character of being young until they die.

"I want... to see my husband one last time, just once..." Queenie began to wipe her tears with her handkerchief and stood up to express her request.

"Hey~"

Nick Lemay sighed and looked at Tina, but Tina didn't make any requests. "I just came here to accompany them. After all, it's not fun to stay at home alone." Tina shrugged and gave Nick Lemay a big smile.

"You are simply making a fuss. Time is not something that can be touched casually. This is why the Ministry of Magic prohibits people from owning a time converter privately."

"You have your regrets, he has his dreams... If everyone is reckless, they will inevitably cause a disaster that will be difficult to resolve. We must learn to respect time and fate."

It's not that Nick Flamel didn't want to help his friend, but as a master of alchemy, he understood the drawbacks and hidden dangers of the time converter better than most people.

"I really won't try to change anything. Believe me, I will definitely remember all the rules of time travel." Queenie knew that Nick Flamel's reprimand was indeed correct.

However, the guilt and regret in her heart have tormented her for several months. Now she often has hallucinations and nightmares, dreaming that her husband was angered to death because of quarreling with her.

If she couldn't find out whether her husband had died of natural causes, Queenie felt that she might never have peace and tranquility for the rest of her life.

"It's not a question of whether you can remember it or not. It's mainly about the Time Converter... Well, as you know, the Sands of Time are not something you can find easily." Nick Flamel glanced at his office drawer and immediately planned to use this well-known reason to politely refuse Queenie and Newt Scamander.

however.

Even though he, like Grindelwald, has the blood of a prophet, just like Grindelwald's occasional failures, Nick Flamel's wishful thinking has obviously encountered a major crisis.

"If the Sand of Time is not enough, I have plenty here. A little wizard just gave me a big bag!" Queenie took out a small cloth bag filled with black sand as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw.

"??????"

Nick Flamel was completely stunned. As he looked on in disbelief, he saw Newt Scamander and Tina each took out a small cloth bag filled with black sand.

"Fuck Fuck!"

The knowledgeable alchemist's eyes almost popped out of his head.

"That should be no problem, right? We can cover our own expenses?" Newt Scamander's voice was full of anticipation.

His eyes are very bright.

Perhaps he felt that he had seen a wonderful opportunity to meet ancient magical animals.

"How much did that little monster dig?" Nick Lemay certainly knew where the black sand came from, but he just couldn't imagine Ian giving away three big bags so casually.

According to his understanding and opinion of the little wizard, if the little wizard did not have several dozen kilograms of shares in his hands, it would be impossible for him to be so generous as to give them away to everyone he met!
"Are you talking about the little wizard we just met, Mr. Ian Prince? He said he dug a lot." Newt Scamander answered honestly.

"He actually gave you three bags? I'm afraid the Department of Mysteries can't even get that much raw sand. I'm curious, did you praise him for being very handsome?"

Nick Flamel was clearly confused as to why Ian would give the Sands of Time to everyone he met.

All he could think of was that Ian was happy about being praised by Newt and the others. After all, Ian had distributed a lot of candies and chocolates to many little witches who praised him for his handsomeness.

And he has been calling himself Triple Leonardo ever since. Perhaps wizards don't know what this title means, but Nick Flamel, who has done a lot of research on Muggle affairs, knows it.

This year, "A Different Sky" is his favorite Muggle movie.

"What happened is, Newt picked up his Bowtruckle, so..." Tina began to tell about how she and others encountered the little wizard in the hall of Hogwarts.

"That Bowtruckle didn't get lost, it ran away..." Nick Flamel slapped his forehead. He thought he was a kind-hearted person and took the opportunity to save an innocent magical animal.

who ever thought.

The Bowtruckle was sent back by the world's most beloved expert on magical animals.

Telling this to others...it's really a miracle of fate.

"Ah? I don't think that little wizard is the kind of person who would abuse magical animals, right?" Tina was obviously stunned in disbelief after hearing what Nick Flamel said.

"Yes, he took good care of the Bowtruckle. I can guarantee that it has not been abused in any way." Newt Scamander speaks in a firm tone in his own field.

"Indeed, he was generous in feeding them and he also liked magical animals... But didn't you notice that the Bowtruckle was filled with fear and anxiety?"

Nick Lemay sighed helplessly.

"Ok?"

Newt Scamander frowned. "I did notice that, but when I found the little guy, it was trying to make its home under the Whomping Willow."

"I thought it was rejected by the Whomping Willow, so it was scared by its bad temper." Newt Scamander talked about how he discovered the Bowtruckle.

"Hiss, this Bowtruckle has become abnormal because of what he has raised. It actually tries to make a home under that manic Whomping Willow." Nick Flamel felt that the Bowtruckle had been corrupted by the temperament of the little wizard.

His words made Newt Scamander even more confused.

"I think he is very normal, well-behaved, polite and kind-hearted. He is definitely not pretending like Voldemort. I can tell whether a person's enthusiasm is genuine or fake."

"Don't forget, in my opinion, humans are also a kind of magical animals." Newt Scamander's tone was still firm, and it was obvious that he was very confident in his talent in this area.

"Yes, you are right, but that is why I said that the little guy's way of thinking is different from ours." Nick Flamel looked at Newt Scamander deeply. He hesitated for a moment, but still did not say the sentence, how do you know that little wizard is a human?

"You are probably prejudiced. I thought you always knew that there are no weird people in this world, only narrow views and opinions."

This is probably the sentence Newt Scamander has said the most in his life.

Just when he was about to talk.

"He keeps Dementors."

Nick Lemel suddenly said this.

Newt Scamander's voice suddenly stopped.

"What? You were talking about Dementors, right? Did we hear it right?" Tina and Queenie were also startled, their eyes were bigger than bells.

"He also trained Dementors to brew potions for him and make new clothes as a tailor. He also has a phoenix with a creepy cry. It does not eat precious medicinal herbs but only eats the souls of dark wizards."

Nick Flamel added, "Oh, by the way, he recently dug out something from someone else's grave and secretly kept it in the Room of Requirement."

"That tomb is at least thousands of years old. What do you think will be dug out from it?" Nick Flamel's words shocked the hearts of the three old men opposite him more than the last.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Newt Scamander, his wife, and sister-in-law all had wonderful expressions. Especially Newt Scamander, who thought he was being modest enough by saying that his magical animals were little ones.

Did not expect ah.

totally unexpected!
The seemingly harmless little wizard just now was the real modest one! He treated Dementors and ghosts as little guys, so he understood why the little wizard wanted to customize a suitcase for a dark environment!
It turns out that it’s because the animals they raise are real ghosts!
"I admit that I spoke a little loudly just now. It turns out that I am the narrow-minded person." Newt Scamander is really aware.

however.

He still couldn't accept that someone would actually keep those things! For a moment, Newt Scamander seemed to finally feel how others thought of him in the past.

"You just said that he dug out the Sand of Time from a grave?" Suddenly, Tina seemed to have thought of something and suddenly opened her mouth to ask Nick Flamel.

"Didn't he tell you? He dug up Merlin's grave." Nick Flamel seemed to firmly believe that only from Merlin's grave could so many incredible treasures be dug out one after another.

"!!!"

"!!!!!!"

"!!!!!!"

……

This time.

It's more than just three faces of confusion.

Three faces were filled with shock and fear.

"He also said that he would establish the first family of gravediggers in the wizarding world, starting with him and passing it down through generations." Nick Flamel really didn't leave any trace of his past to Ian.

"not good!"

As Queenie listened, her expression suddenly changed.

"what happened to you?"

Newt Scamander's reaction arc was obviously much slower.

"I have to go back and relocate my husband's grave!" Without saying a word, Queenie turned around and ran, as if if she returned home a step slower, all she would see was an empty grave in a mess.

"What's up with her?"

Nick Lemay looked at the two young men who stayed in the office in confusion.

"She revealed to Mr. Prince that she had buried many treasures in Jacob's tomb." Tina answered Nick Flamel with a smile.

"I think Mr. Prince reminded us to be careful about the graves breeding things that shouldn't be bred. Maybe he meant that no one understands the nature of grave robbers better than him?"

Tina did not doubt whether Ian would find his way to their hometown to dig up the grave of Queenie's husband. Queenie was obviously too concerned and confused to understand some very simple truths.

I really need to dig it.

Will people remind you?
Wouldn't that be a challenge?

How could such a good-looking little wizard be so evil? There was nothing wrong with liking to raise some strange and dark creatures. Didn't my husband also have strange hobbies?

"Oh, so that's how it is. It's okay for her to move the grave. It's better to be prepared." Nick Flamel didn't quite believe in Ian's moral integrity and self-control.

Would a normal wizard dare to dig up Merlin's grave?
"You see, I reminded her before not to put anything in the grave. Isn't this the fulfillment of my words?" Newt Scamander's focus was obviously somewhere else.

"That's not what you said."

Tina patted her husband's face speechlessly.

"Queenie, don't worry too much. I don't think our little wizard, who is very generous, will be interested in your family's grave in the short term."

Nick Flamel turned around and tidied up his desk, put away all the tower runes he had studied before into the drawer, and placed some tea sets on the table.

"Yes, if he really found Merlin's burial place, he would not be interested in ordinary people's graves." Newt Scamander made a rational judgment.

only.

Nick Flamel, who was pouring tea for them, shook his head.

"It's not because of this reason, but because I just gave him a new address. He might have already started preparing to destroy the burial place of Arthur Pendragon." Nick Flamel brought the brewed tea to the two people, but found that their raised hands were shaking.

"you……"

Newt Scamander didn't know what to say. Everyone knew that Nick Flamel was a fun-loving person, so he even began to suspect that Ian was corrupted by the alchemy master in front of him.

Same with Tina.

"How dare you!"

Even though she is an American.

The voice at this time was also full of disbelief.

"Actually, I just wanted to verify a guess... I didn't just want to team up with the little wizard to create chaos in the world." Nick Flamel smiled lightly.

Newt Scamander and Tina were immediately curious.

"What guess?"

"Don't try to fool us."

It was obvious that Newt Scamander didn't quite believe what Nick Flamel said.

"I actually found that tomb in my early years. However, I was not able to enter it because no magic could break through the threshold required to enter it."

"I think since little Ian can enter Merlin's tomb, perhaps he can also enter King Arthur's tomb... This is just a hypothesis." Nick Flamel walked back to his table, shaking the tea bag and constantly pulling it in the teacup, his eyes reflecting the dark water vortex that kept swirling in the teacup.

"What threshold?"

Newt Scamander blew on the teacup he was holding up.

Nick Flamel was silent for a moment.

"It requires the qualification to bear the weight of the burden."

He gave a half-hearted answer.

…………

Just as Nick Lemay was communicating with his old friends.

In the room where requests are made.

"Shunzi!"

"Shunzi!"

"airplane!"

"The two kings will bomb you all spring long!"

Ian was smiling happily at a table he had cleared. On his left was a Dementor, on his right was a black-robed skeleton, and the young wizard was teaching the two non-human creatures how to play Landlord.

of course.

He also gave this form of entertainment a very down-to-earth name.

【Fighting the Witch King】

All of them are playing cards drawn by himself. The Jokers were drawn by him as Grindelwald and Dumbledore, and the images of the four deans are also on the four cards J, Q, and K, respectively.

The four giants with different patterns also wore clothes of different shades.

It is true that the localization changes have been maximized.

"Come again! Come again!"

Ian, who was winning so much, immediately reshuffled the cards with great interest.

"To six!"

Since Ian's cards this time were not as good as the previous one, his hand was full of pairs, and he could only try to set the rhythm of the pairs - the Dementor shook his head in confusion.

It obviously hasn't figured out how to play the game yet.

But the black-robed skeleton is much smarter.

"Seventeenth King... I want to blow up Spring too..."

Ok.

Or maybe it's just too smart.

Seeing the black-robed skeleton with a hoarse voice spreading out his hands to reveal seven Dumbledores and eight Grindelwalds, the little wizard's eyes widened into ice cream balls.

"Fuck! What did you do? Cheating!" Ian swore that he must have only put a pair of jokers in this deck of cards. He grabbed the black-robed skeleton's cold wrist.

“What is cheating?”

The black-robed skeleton tilted his head.

The tone was firm.

"What is cheating? I am the Seventeenth King... and I also blow up Spring!"

I saw.

As the black robed skeleton finished speaking.

Some force seemed to be at work.

The seventeen cards in its hand began to change gradually. Flowers began to grow on the cards, and then the flowers and the cards turned red.

"Bang~"

It's not that intense.

But a smoke-filled explosion sounded in the Room of Requirement.

"Bah bah bah!"

This really blew the little wizard upside down, leaving his face charred. The black-robed skeleton seemed to love this game, and Ian quickly washed his face and found that it had sorted out the cards.

"Not a single card is missing? Didn't the cards just explode?"

I saw the black-robed skeleton start dealing cards.

Ian gradually realized that something was wrong.

as predicted.

"No cheating this time! No changing the cards! No using magic!"

After he severely warned the black-robed skeleton.

"Seventeen cards of Ian, effect... No changing of cards, no use of magic." The black-robed skeleton spread out his cards again. All seventeen cards had pictures of Ian sitting cross-legged on the table.

however.

The young wizard no longer had time to admire his own stunning appearance on the card - Ian felt an invisible restraint around him, imposed on the entire Room of Requirement.

It was the area that he had created using magic potions...an absolute ban on magic.

(End of this chapter)