Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 177: Ian's Debt, Morgan's Secret
The sky seemed to be tightly wrapped by heavy leaden clouds, and the air was filled with a damp and cold breath, as if even breathing could feel the chill from the bone marrow. Occasionally, a gust of wind blew by, not only failing to bring the slightest freshness, but intensifying the gloomy feeling of the surrounding environment.

The wind picked up the fallen leaves and dust on the ground, causing them to swirl and dance helplessly in the air, and finally fall heavily again - this is the castle belonging to the witch Morgan. In the distance, thunder rumbled faintly, like the roar of a giant beast deep in the sky, as if it was a prisoner of time, shrouded in a depressing and deep gray.

The ancient dragon was crawling on the ground, as majestic and magnificent as an undulating mountain range. It was originally dozing off, but when it sensed the return of the castle owner, it immediately woke up with a start.

"Oh! Ms. Morgan, you are finally back! This is the thirty-fourth minute and forty-two seconds I have missed you!" It spoke in human language, and its tone and expression were full of flattery.

It was hard for Ian to imagine that he could see a humble and submissive look on the face of a giant dragon. He realized that this ancient dragon might have been severely "tortured" by Teacher Morgan more than once.

Ok.

Perhaps the word "training" is more appropriate.

They all stick out their tongues.

"Good evening, Deathwing." Ian took the initiative to greet the ancient dragon. He also had a relatively friendly contract with the dragon's soul.

of course.

This was not enough to make the ancient dragon treat Ian the same way he treated Morgan.

"My name is not Deathwing. I have my own name." The ancient dragon retorted dissatisfiedly, and retracted the tongue that he had just stuck out at Morgan.

There is a distinct feeling of discrimination.

"Oh? What's your name?"

Ian didn't care, but still spoke with a smile. He didn't have Morgan's ability to deal with others, so it was a good thing for him that this ancient dragon didn't breathe dragon breath at him.

"forget."

The ancient dragon's answer was quite straightforward.

It also has a feeling of not caring too much. Its head is lowered, its eyes are half closed, and a light smoke is emitted from its breath, which blends with the surrounding mist, making it look both majestic and lazy.

"Then I'll call you Deathwing. What a cool name." Ian patted the dragon's toes. He still had to stand on tiptoe to complete this operation.

The ancient dragon still wanted to resist.

But Morgan didn't indulge it at all.

"Just accept the name I gave you. You don't appreciate the blessing you have." Morgan just glanced at the ancient dragon, and the giant creature as majestic as a mountain range immediately began to tremble.

"Okay, from today on I'm called Deathwing." It showed its cowardly character. It was really hard to imagine how an ancient dragon could have such a timid moment.

"This is a gift for you."

Ian took out a bunch of stone statues as big as Hagrid, and a huge chessboard, which he transformed from the broken chess pieces he collected in the room before the battle with Tom.

It can be considered as recycling. Ian has always wanted to increase the favor of the ancient dragons, and he had already prepared this gift last semester.

"What are these things?" The ancient dragon stretched out its claws. In its claws, which were bigger than the wooden house, Hagrid's stone chess piece still looked tiny.

"It's a stone statue version of wizard chess, with an automatic repair function. I also introduced my epoch-making invention into it. It has the ability to play chess with you autonomously."

"You can complete a game of Wizard Chess without an opponent. What is built into it now is only the 1.0 version of the Machine Soul, but I think it should be enough for you to have an evenly matched opponent."

Ian didn’t know whether the dragon would fall in love with this wizard’s sport. He just wanted to use the bored dragon to complete the iteration and upgrade of his Machine Soul 1.0.

The little wizard also wants to use this invention in other places.

"Fun toys."

The ancient dragon had probably been idle for too long, and it immediately became interested in Ian's gift. It didn't even ask about the rules, and just went up and gave the chess pieces a claw.

"Click~"

The chess pieces were shattered all over the ground.

But soon they began to repair themselves.

"That's not how wizard chess is played..." Ian wanted to explain the rules of chess to the ancient dragon, but unexpectedly, the ancient dragon shook his head and gave him an unexpected answer.

"I know what wizard chess is. Slytherin loves to play wizard chess. I am just reminiscing about my past now!" The ancient dragon blinked with a slightly melancholy look.

"It's just that, doing the same thing now, feels a little wrong." Its voice was filled with melancholy, as if it was lamenting the ruthless passage of time.

“Memories are irreplaceable.”

The young wizard made a summary, and the ancient dragon immediately nodded seriously.

"Yes, that's it."

It also wants to express its feelings.

Morgan raised his eyebrows.

"I think you deserve to be punished."

She raised a finger.

No light appeared, but the next moment the ancient dragon seemed to be slapped in the face. Not only was it knocked to the ground, but half of its head swelled up rapidly.

"Oh... now this feels right."

The earth trembled and the mountains shook.

The ancient dragon fell to the ground with all four legs twitching in the air.

But it seemed to have found its lost memories.

"..."

Ian witnessed this scene and was deeply shocked. He opened his mouth for a long time, not knowing how to judge it. He could only say that one should not judge a book by its cover, and perhaps one should not judge a dragon by its appearance either.

What a majestic and domineering ancient dragon.

How come you have such a unique hobby?

"Do you want to do this too?" Morgan suddenly turned around and looked at Ian with a smile. At this moment, Ian felt that the air in the garden outside the castle seemed to be a little colder.

"Of course not!"

The little wizard used his head as a rattle.

The witch continued to smile.

"What about my gift?"

She has always been so direct, smiling but hiding a knife behind her murderous intent... Ian was a little horrified to find that for some reason, he actually had a feeling of "finally getting along".

"Here it is!"

He didn't dare to think about it too much.

He immediately took out the gift he had prepared for Morgan, which was a large variety of desserts and snacks, as well as the most popular entertainment books in the world.

"That's pretty much it."

Morgan finally nodded in satisfaction, the temperature in the air returned to normal, and the little wizard's fluctuating heart finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I actually want something to eat too." The ancient dragon was still fiddling with the chess pieces with its claws. When it saw Ian take out the snacks, it suddenly spoke with a greedy look.

"I really miss those house-elves who prepared food for me. Their cooking skills were really good. If it weren't for me, the four headmasters wouldn't have hired so many house-elves."

Words full of memories came out of the mouth of the ancient dragon. Perhaps the mystery of why there are so many house-elves in Hogwarts was also reasonably answered at this moment.

"If I give you a whole cow, it's probably just enough to fill your teeth." Ian felt a little sorry for the former house elf, not knowing how huge a project it was to prepare food for the ancient dragon. "Stingy, one cow is not enough, you can find a thousand cows." The ancient dragon's wish was not answered, and he immediately complained to Ian.

"Fortunately, you are dead, and the bone dragon does not need to eat." Ian was a little frightened when he heard this, and secretly thanked himself for not having so many gold galleons to feed a living ancient dragon. It was like having a monthly salary of 5,000 yuan. Even if someone gave you a Bugatti Veyron, you definitely couldn't afford it.

While the little wizard was still communicating with the dragon.

"Don't think that a little bit of profit will allow you to avoid my investigation." Morgan, who had eaten something, suddenly attacked Ian without any warning.

"Let me see if you have neglected your study of magic during the few months you have been in the human world." Morgan looked the little wizard up and down with a scrutinizing look.

"of course not."

Ian straightened his chest.

"Not only did I not fall behind in my studies of alchemy and potion making, but even in the area of ​​magic, my innovations and research made me feel like I was somewhat of a magic emperor."

He started boasting without hesitation.

"Oh?"

Morgan raised his eyebrows and looked at the confident apprentice in front of him with a slightly surprised look, "Then show me what kind of research makes you so inflated."

She spoke in a slightly teasing tone, and the little wizard immediately took out his wand. He did feel quite proud of some of his magical research.

"I have been studying the spread of magic power, that is, how to achieve more efficient group casting, and use this technique to turn some magic that should only work on a single target into group attack magic." Ian shook his wand lightly, without chanting any spell, and a creepy green light gushed out from his wand.

This was the first spell Morgan had ever taught Ian. It was like a jumping ray, winding in the air like a long snake under Morgan's gaze.

One, two...more than twenty.

After hitting one place, the green light would immediately bounce and fly towards another target, leaving spider-web-like traces on more than twenty stone pillars.

"Tsk tsk!"

The ancient dragon exclaimed.

"That's it?"

But the witch Morgan just curled her lips.

She was obviously not satisfied with the Avada Lightning Chain that Ian had cast. However, the little wizard still kept smiling, because his research certainly could not stop there.

The so-called magic spread.

Its essence is to change the way magic works.

The principle of Ian's Avada Lightning Chain is to superimpose multiple marks during the process of casting magic. Even with Ian's control over magic power, he can only stack it more than twenty times at most.

No matter how hard you try to improve your control ability, you have to make progress step by step - this obviously does not conform to the little wizard's understanding and usual cognition of magic learning.

Therefore.

He felt that this was a thankless task, so he changed his idea of ​​superimposing multiple marks and studied other possibilities of magic diffusion in another direction.

In this regard.

He has already achieved results.

"What I am showing you now is just my initial idea. Now I am in a state of sudden enlightenment and the world is as vast as a stone." Ian responded and shook his wand lightly again.

Ever since.

I saw.

The green lights that were still refracting in the air seemed to have undergone some kind of change in nature. Without any warning, they exploded into green torrents.

It blossomed at Ian's feet.

Like a swarm of locusts, it quickly covered the entire ground. Countless green energies surged on the ground, as if they could burst up at any time to find the target they wanted to hit.

"Ok?"

Morgan's eyes flashed with surprise. Seeing the ground turned into a green "pond", she flew into the air immediately.

A little hasty.

"Oh my god! What the hell are you doing?!"

The bulky ancient dragon was not much slower than Morgan. It showed a reaction speed that was inconsistent with its size, and after rushing into the sky, it was still a little uncertain.

"Even Slytherins who come here will call you the real Slytherin!" It is true that its magic resistance is very high, but the "green lake" on the ground also shocked it.

This is still a killing curse... but it's the kind that can directly kill an entire nest with one curse.

"This is my latest achievement. At the expense of strength, I have turned a single-target spell into a group spell." Ian began to show off with pride.

He may indeed have bragging rights.

after all.

This technique can be used for more than just the Killing Curse.

Instead, all single-target spells such as the Killing Curse can be transformed into area magic by using the idea of ​​magic diffusion. Similar techniques can also be applied to spells like the Cruciatus Curse and the Imperius Curse.

Take the killing curse as an example.

After the Killing Spell is turned into a range magic, it will use the entire ground as the carrier area, forming a "death field" in a large circular area centered on the caster.

Those surging green lights.

They all carry the power of [Instant Death]. Although this [Instant Death] effect will be weakened, it is still fatal to most lives with low soul strength.

"Yes, very interesting. This has somewhat deviated from the original scope of the Killing Curse."

Morgan's eyes in mid-air sparkled, and she finally gave a rare high evaluation. She saw traces of a little wizard in this magic.

"Yes, that's right, so I gave it a new name." Ian raised his wand, and countless green energies gushed out from the ground and surrounded him.

"Should I cooperate with you and ask you what this magic of yours is called?" Morgan said cheerfully, as if he had already seen through Ian's inner thoughts.

"It's called the Avada Plague."

Ian immediately gave the answer in a loud voice.

however.

But what Morgan said next made him, who was in high spirits, suddenly feel inexplicably frustrated.

"I've seen this magic, a much better version."

Morgan first poured a basin of cold water on Ian. When the little wizard's smile froze and he was about to complain about his bad luck, she said something that the little wizard never expected.

"It was in an ancient monument. The same green color, the same logic, but in a more perfect form. Of course I am not mistaken. It was the magic called the Fel Energy Explosion."

"Medivh, the Sorcerer Supreme left behind a magic that killed me." The shocking news was slowly told to Morgan in a relaxed and teasing tone.

The little wizard's pupils contracted slightly.

His expression.

Started to become panic.

[ps: I went to the reunion party]

(End of this chapter)