Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 176 Chapter 175: Hogwarts, the Last Fairy Tale
As the saying goes, if you don't say something amazing, you will never stop.

The words of the witch Morgan were like a dull bell, exploding in the little wizard's mind. His eyes gradually changed from astonishment to incredible doubt.

"You mean to say that the skeleton who signed that contract with me is actually a god?" Ian's incredible voice was filled with indescribable shock.

He felt that his imagination was big enough and thought that the black-robed skeleton might be a legend. Who could have thought that the truth was sometimes even more bizarre and absurd than imagined!
"What else could it be? Have you ever seen your teacher go to the human world whenever he wants? If I can't do it, do you think other legends can break through the boundary between life and death?"

Morgan sneered.

Her words seemed to make some sense.

"Indeed, I've boiled it for such a long time, but it doesn't have osteoporosis. It doesn't look like a real human bone." Ian always finds arguments that leave people speechless.

"..."

Even Morgan didn't know how to respond. To be honest, she didn't even dare to think about why Ian made human bone soup. Even the most evil dark wizard she knew wouldn't like it.

"The contract between you two lasts for ten thousand years, right?" Morgan chose to change the subject. She didn't know much information from Ariana's "unstable" communication.

I just know roughly what kind of accident Ian had encountered.

Yes, an accident.

Snatching people from the hands of the god of death... Ian's ability to return so quickly was beyond the expectations of the legendary witch, and it also allowed her to clearly understand two pieces of information.

one.

The power wielded by this young wizard was greater than she had imagined.

Second.

The God of Death might be weaker than she expected. This and the other information can be regarded as mutually verified. After all, the more the little wizard has, the more the God of Death has lost.

"Yes, at least the skeleton said that the contract was for ten thousand years...didn't I ask you to help analyze it?" Ian felt that the witch might be beginning to suffer from amnesia.

"I'm not a party involved, nor am I a witness. I'm already good enough to help you analyze whether there are any traps in the contract. Do you still expect me to know everything clearly?"

The witch sneered without any modesty.

The little wizard didn't dare to refute.

"It's good to know that it won't do me any harm. My only worry is running into a jerk like Slytherin again." He looked relieved, which made the witch sneer again.

"I still advise you not to laugh too soon." Morgan's voice was a little teasing, "You know, a god will not let others take advantage of him for no reason."

"The contract between them, no matter how dire their situation is, can only be a contract between you and them. I think you should understand what this means."

Nor did he give the little wizard time to respond.

Morgan continued to speak calmly, "This means that the transaction between you is an equal transaction. He pays 10,000 years, and what do you need to pay?"

This posed a question to the little wizard.

"Give it love?"

Ian thought of the words that the black-robed skeleton continued to mutter when it was being boiled into soup. Of course, he also knew that the legendary witch's meaning was definitely not just so general.

He just couldn't think of the real answer himself, so he hoped that Morgan could give him the answer. At worst, pretending to be stupid could get a hint, which was also a great thing.

"It's just part of your contract."

Morgan glanced at the little wizard beside her. How could she not guess what the little wizard was thinking? She just saw through it but didn't say it out loud. "The real price is hidden under this contract."

"He borrowed your power to break free from the captivity of the God of Death, so he naturally needs to pay you a corresponding reward. However, in my opinion, this reward is definitely not worth ten thousand years of loyalty."

"Because of this, perhaps, I mean possibly, the contract also includes that you need to avenge Him, or avenge a civilization that He once protected."

Morgan expressed his opinion.

Just guessing though.

But her tone still carried a sense of certainty.

“Forget it, He can’t even defeat the God of Death, and you expect me to defeat him?” Ian has always been very capable, so he never gets into trouble that he probably can’t afford to get into.

only.

"The God of Death is only responsible for taking over anything that is 'dead'. Who said that the disaster that destroyed Him and His civilization was the God of Death?" Morgan's answer was meaningful but somewhat unexpected.

"If it's not the god of death, then what is it?"

Ian was quite surprised.

"Oh, if I knew this, I would not remain just a legend... This is a mystery you need to find out for yourself. All I know is that the gods have disappeared in large numbers."

"Everyone speculates that they are dead. As for the cause of death... maybe Merlin knows. If you can find the area where he is hiding, maybe you can go and ask him."

Morgan spread out his long hands to express his helplessness.

"A truth that only Merlin knows?"

Ian was also quite curious about why the gods disappeared and no longer appeared.

"Of course, even though I don't like him very much, I still have to admit that he is braver than the rest of us and has embarked on the path of exploring the divine path."

"It's a pity that the wizards' faith obviously didn't help him succeed. As for where he is now, I guess he is still staying in a certain area in the misty fantasy world."

"Nothing is more obsessive than the failed attempt to become a god." Morgan was still speculating, and for the first time, a lack of confidence appeared in her tone.

"Hiss, wanting to become a god... He's really braver than me." Ian marveled at Merlin from the bottom of his heart, but the legendary witch just looked at him strangely.

"I think it's really courageous to want to replace the Creator." She sighed for no reason and continued without giving Ian time to think.

"If you want to find the answer, then use your expertise and dig deep into the ground to find the hiding guy." The voice of the legendary black witch sounded like instigation.

"I know where King Arthur's tomb is. Maybe I can find some information about Merlin in it?" Ian got excited when he mentioned this. He didn't even need anyone to encourage him. Ever since he got an address from Nick Flamel, the young wizard has been concentrating on studying how to improve the [Corpse Curse] that can only control the body.

He firmly believed that there must be magic that could use the bones to pull out the soul of the original owner, but he has not found it yet, nor has he figured out how to do it.

Perhaps the means by which Voldemort was resurrected can provide some reference.

"Hmm? Arthur's grave?"

Morgan was slightly stunned when he heard this.

next moment.

The look she gave the little wizard became somewhat dangerous. "You know what it is, but you still don't go dig it. What are you waiting for? You love digging graves so much, do you really respect this legendary king?"

Good guy.

There is no family affection.

This is definitely a fatal question.

"Of course not. I just think I should be more prepared. Look, I have all the tools ready. I'm just waiting to get them properly prepared and then go on an adventure with my good friend Pandro."

Ian quickly showed the tomb-robbing set he had obtained from Nick Flamel and revealed his plan in time. The grumpy teacher was only stunned for a moment.

immediately.

The eyes of the legendary black witch suddenly softened again.

Even a little more loving.

"Very good! That's very good! You are worthy of being my favorite apprentice!" Morgan even reached out and touched Ian's head, his tone full of a kind of satisfaction that "the pupil is better than the master".

really.

I'm not really a dark wizard.

The textbook template of the Dark wizard before him proved that.

"So, teacher, can you tell me now, what is the identity and origin of the skeleton... that god who signed the contract with me?"

The little wizard also knows how to seize opportunities.

While the witch is happy.

He immediately asked the most crucial question, the one that was most likely to be rejected - Morgan was in a really good mood at the moment, and did not choose to continue being a riddler.

"Look at the sky, little one. I told you that He is the sun." Morgan stood on the steps outside the palace and looked up at the sky again. In the blue sky, a golden sun was hanging high. It was like a kind giant, generously radiating warm and bright light.

The golden light not only illuminates the earth, but also gives life and vitality to all things.

"When I picked up the bone rack, there was a similar sun in the sky, but it was blood red." Ian recalled his experiences in the mysterious tower.

A whole country.

They were all sunk into a hazy fantasy world... Now it seems that it wasn't just that country that was sunk.

"This place and the place you encountered actually come from the same place and the same civilization..." Morgan had previously learned about Ian's experience in the tower through Arianna's message.

She was not surprised by this.

Obviously he had known some of the information a long time ago.

"Many of the fairy tales you are familiar with all come from this era and this civilization... Its afterglow can even extend to the era I live in."

Morgan is telling the story.

"I know this question, Snow White and my beautiful evil senior sister."

The little wizard chose to answer quickly.

"Yes, that's right, so we can refer to this civilization as "Fairy Tale Civilization" for the time being, after all, no one knows its official name." "If I had been able to take a closer look at the small country where your senior sister is, perhaps I would have learned more about this civilization, but I was troubled by some other things."

Morgan's tone was filled with regret, as well as some information that he was unwilling to reveal.

The little wizard didn't think to ask.

Now he just wanted to figure out the matter regarding the black robed skeleton.

"Since Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, and the Mermaid all live in this civilization, it must be very glorious. The gods who can protect and nourish this civilization should not be unknown, right?"

Ian tried to ask for details about the identity of the black-robed skeleton.

His teacher did not disappoint him.

"How much do you know about Celtic mythology?"

Morgan's inquiry was obviously very informative.

"Uh... not too much."

Ian was exposed to a blind spot in his knowledge. There were few records of such myths in the Hogwarts library, and he had never thought of it before.

"Then go back and learn more about it. The god that is obsessed with you comes from it." Morgan was not surprised. After all, she had studied the current magical world with Ian's help.

"Sun goddess?"

Ian thought thoughtfully.

Hear the words.

Morgan nodded slightly.

He actually conjured a book out of thin air and handed it to Ian.

"????"

The little wizard was a little confused.

“Have you forgotten how to study?”

Morgan's eyes were filled with a hint of ridicule.

"Uh, okay." Ian sighed helplessly, took the book from Morgan's hand and started to cram his knowledge on the spot. He did find the information he wanted in this "Celtic Mythology Record".

In Celtic mythology, there is indeed a sun goddess named Olwen. Her name means "golden wheel", symbolizing the light of the sun.

According to legend, wherever Olwen went, four white clovers would bloom with every step she took, so she was also nicknamed "White Footprints".

This goddess emerged from the darkness, and with her footsteps sprinkled the land with spring flowers, calling new life out of the death of winter. Her golden wheel united heaven and earth, and she touched the sky with her cloak of golden flame. The plant associated with Olwyn is the hawthorn tree, symbolizing magical wisdom, fertility, and... immortality.

"No wonder it told me that it couldn't die..."

Ian finally solved the doubts that had troubled him for a long time. Perhaps the black-robed skeleton really forgot his own identity, but it was clear that he had not forgotten the authority he possessed.

Just when the little wizard learned about the sun goddess and wanted to know more about Celtic mythology.

"Come back with me first, you still have plenty of time." The witch Morgan suddenly looked into the distance, and without warning, she grabbed the little wizard's arm with her slender white hand.

"Zizzizi~"

There was actually a portal appearing in front of the two people.

"But I still have a reward to collect."

Ian looked back with some hopelessness. In the hall, the king and queen were frozen in the same posture as before. He was very curious about the reward from the couple.

"I can freeze this place, can't you see the meaning of it?" Morgan said helplessly, but found that the little wizard's eyes were still glancing behind him.

"This is just a past that has been determined from beginning to end and directly erased from reality. You can't change anything, nor can you participate in it to gain anything."

Morgan's words extinguished Ian's desire for the reward.

But it didn't extinguish Ian's curiosity.

“They are all people who can interact.”

Ian thought about his interactions with the king and others.

"Like I said, it was supposed to happen this way." Morgan dragged Ian towards the portal, her eyes looking into the distance many times.

"But I haven't seen Sleeping Beauty yet!" Ian still didn't give up. He had been curious about what Sleeping Beauty looked like for a long time, and it felt like a hundred cats' claws were scratching at his heart.

This desire is extremely strong.

Some are so strong that I can't find the reason.

"Be good, I'll turn you into a fairy tale book when we get back. The book contains the beginning and end of this story." Morgan found that he couldn't drag Ian, so he could only speak as if he was coaxing a child.

"..."

Ian wanted to ask if the storybook and seeing it with his own eyes could be the same? Could he poke Sleeping Beauty's nose in the storybook? But after finding that Morgan was getting harder and harder, he could only settle for the next best thing.

"Can you teach me how to stop these echoes from the past?" Ian felt that since he could no longer see Sleeping Beauty, he had to learn something useful to make up for his loss.

after all.

This is the second time.

No one can tell whether he will encounter a similar situation in the future.

"This is very simple... Of course, the premise is that the things involved in the echo cannot exceed your own power, otherwise it will cause extremely dangerous consequences."

Morgan rarely chose to compromise.

Took Ian through the portal she opened.

The two returned to the familiar castle.

Just as they disappeared from the "story", the story, in which nothing could be changed and the ending had already been determined, began to flow again.

The wizard who came "riding the strong wind" disappeared.

However, the "disturbed" story continues without any abruptness or change, and the "plot" of the story seems to have just been "replayed" to an earlier time.

“Is this the wizard who descended with the fierce wind and the Roar of the Sky?”

“It’s a good title.”

"Dear wizard, welcome to my kingdom."

"I'm here for the reward."

……

"By the way, where is that black witch? Does she live nearby? I'll go see if I can capture her and study her. Of course, it would be best if you could also give me the addresses of the other twelve witches."

"It's all for the sake of saving your daughter, Your Majesty. Don't worry, leave it to me. There will definitely not be any hidden dangers." Ian said eagerly.

"I am a sage in the forest, a philosopher in the valley, a hermit in the foggy city, and an apostle of light who is irreconcilable with dark wizards. Why does the king want to slander my innocence like this?"

……

Everything seemed to be replayed.

but.

The figure of a little wizard.

It was replaced by a raven flying in from the horizon - it was there, saying the same words, doing the same things, even using the same tone of voice.

"This... Honorable wizard, if we need your help, what price should we pay?" The king was continuing the past that Ian no longer knew.

"Your lost daughter has been talking to me for thousands of years in my territory. She made a promise with me, so she has paid the price she deserves..."

The raven is talking.

The king and queen looked worried.

"Can we find out what the agreement is?"

The queen spoke cautiously.

"Do you know Hogwarts?"

But the raven gave a nonsensical answer.

Under the bewildered gazes of the king and queen.

It spoke softly.

"That will be the last fairy tale...and it will also be my new beginning."

This is a thing of the past that has long since happened.

And at the end of the story.

The prince never arrived.

There was only a raven that came as promised.

(End of this chapter)