Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 202: 201: Contract and Raven
In the gloomy temple, the thick darkness seemed to have substance, surging like a tide, submerging everything, while the reckless goddess raised her head and shouted without caring about her image.

"Father! Brothers! Sisters! Help me! If you don't save me, I will be infected with the plague! You don't want to see me become crazy when I go home!"

The sound turned into a tangible sound wave, spreading out from her. The dome of the temple trembled at the shout, and the silent nightmares clinging to the stone pillars were shaken and scattered.

There must be something about the body of the gods, especially the vocal cords. The screams of the Goddess of the Wildness could even penetrate the temple, shattering the dense dark clouds she created and rushing straight into the sky.

The broken dark clouds were like cotton wool blown away by the strong wind.

The moon reappeared.

It also makes the vision of certain existence clear again.

"Can this still happen?"

Not to mention that Riddle, who was lifted up, felt surprised, even the young wizard was shocked by the actions of the reckless goddess. This was completely different from the adventure of walking with the gods that he had imagined.

Why was he panicking and starting to shake hands... And it would have been fine if he had just shaken hands, but shouldn't he have said something more cultured in asking for help, like "Father! Please listen to my call and save me from this endless darkness!"

She just shouted, "Come and save my life!" What kind of goddess is this? Ian felt that he had a better understanding of this contract object. No wonder the reckless goddess could play with the Dementors after her death.

"Boom!!!"

A huge noise was heard outside the temple. It can only be said that if you want to make it in the world, you still need background and power. The Goddess of Reckless Man once again verified the value of this sentence with her actual actions.

I saw.

As the Goddess of Recklessness shouted, the moonlight in the sky after the dark clouds dissipated did not last long, because the originally bright moon only existed for a few seconds.

The moon's light quickly dimmed after reaching its peak, and then a dazzling sun suddenly pushed away the clouds as if by an invisible hand, and rose into the sky at an incredible speed. The alternation of day and night was so fast that the dazzling golden light instantly swallowed up the silver light, as if the order of the stars was distorted at this moment.

The power of God is so terrifying. A strong golden beam of light fell straight down from the sun, piercing through the dome of the temple, like a sharp blade that split the world apart.

With endless passion and majesty.

The protective shields set up by the priests were useless.

The beam of light accurately hit the Silent Mist Nightmares that were gradually approaching the Goddess of Recklessness. The Silent Mist Nightmares let out sharp and piercing screams, and were all blown away by this powerful force.

The same went for Riddle, who was held in the hands of the Goddess of Recklessness. He was probably expelled as a foreign object by this force, but fortunately, Riddle only bumped into the pillar and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Compare his situation.

Many Silent Mist Nightmares who are as close to the Goddess of Recklessness as him are really miserable.

They were instantly reduced to ashes.

There was not even time for the sound of wailing to appear. Of course, since the Silent Mist had already climbed onto Riddle's body, Riddle did not feel too much pain. Under the unique ability of the Silent Mist, Riddle only felt that his brain and all his senses were covered with a strange fog.

That was no ordinary fog. It was a sickly grey-green colour. There seemed to be countless tiny particles moving in the fog, like living things. The air around him became unusually heavy, and a chill ran down his spine, causing Riddle to stop involuntarily.

He looked around and saw a vague black mist slowly condensing into shape in the fog, as if the door to the abyss was quietly opened, releasing an ancient and evil breath.

That is the form of Silent Nightmare in the spiritual world.

"Damn thing!"

In a daze.

Riddle tried to step back.

Sudden.

He felt himself hit a solid wall. The Nightmare opened its invisible mouth and swallowed Riddle whole, bringing him into a twisted and familiar world - his past.

Riddle felt a sharp pain in his temple, and some images flashed uncontrollably in his mind: the corridor of the orphanage, the terrified eyes of other children, and the hanged rabbit.

"No!"

Riddle screamed in the vast white fog. He wanted to stop these memories, but the fog had completely surrounded him. The surrounding scenery began to distort and melt, like an ink painting thrown into water.

When Riddle looked around again, he found himself standing in a room at Wu's Orphanage.

How could he forget this afternoon?
It was the summer of 1943, and the air was suffocatingly hot. Eleven-year-old Tom Riddle stood in the middle of the room, watching the tall man walk in - Albus Dumbledore.

The man had no trouble finding his hidden collection of toys taken from other children, Billy Stubbs's rabbit, Amy Benson's silver bracelet.
"These things don't belong to you, Tom."

Dumbledore's voice was calm but firm. "I think it is time to return it to its rightful owner."

Riddle wanted to refute, to deny, but Dumbledore had already taken those things away and raised his wand. A blue flame burst out from the tip of the man's wand and instantly engulfed the entire wardrobe. The flame was cold and had no temperature, but it made Riddle feel hot all over.

It wasn’t just the loot that was lost.

He also lost all his family fortune over the years, and...the evidence that proved him different from others just disappeared. All of this made Riddle feel painful.

That was the fear and sin that he was most unwilling to face in his heart. He saw his younger self, thin and lonely, with a desire for power and recognition in his eyes.

"Enough! I said enough!"

He didn't know whether he was yelling at Dumbledore or at the silent nightmare that caused him to relive this memory. The hysterical sound did not cause any change.

Dumbledore still stood there, looking at Riddle with cold eyes - those blue eyes seemed to be able to see through his soul and see the darkness in the deepest part of his heart.

"You are a wizard, Tom." Dumbledore's voice was particularly clear in the crackling of the flames. "But that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want."

"Magic is not a tool to hurt others." Hearing those words again, Riddle's face gradually became hideous. He saw his younger self kneeling on the ground, his hands tightly grasping the carpet, his knuckles turning white. The feeling of powerlessness and the fear of being seen through were still as clear as yesterday after so many years.

"Avada Kedavra!"

As if he was driving away his fear and his past, Riddle raised his hand and started to bite the melon. A green light flashed, and he saw the scene around him begin to distort.

Dumbledore fell at his feet.

"That's it! That's right! That's it!"

Riddle gradually lost his mind and became confused in the silent nightmare.

And at this time.

"Why is it that every time I see you, you are killing people, you are destined to be noseless Tom." A sighing voice suddenly sounded behind him, and the next moment the "dead" Dumbledore opened his eyes again.

"That's the miracle of magic."

It was that voice that seemed to sound out of place.

Maybe the scenario isn’t right.

But this voice and words made Riddle think of another afternoon, the cat that "came back from the dead", and why he didn't dare to face Ian.

"Ian Prince."

Riddle turned his head with difficulty.

as predicted.

The shame that Voldemort had chosen to forget, the deep fear that was truly buried in his heart, was right behind him, being lured out by the Silent Nightmare as if to be brewed into their food.

……

Riddle suffers and is frightened in the memory world.

real world.

Faced with the manifestation of the power of the sun god.

The little wizard also felt a little uncomfortable.

"Fuck! This is the real sun!" Ian subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, but he could still feel the burning light. A tall figure was looming in the beam of light.

He was wearing golden armor, holding a shining longbow, and radiating dazzling golden light all over his body. Although his face could not be seen clearly, one could feel his unparalleled power and majesty.

His figure cast a long shadow, but that shadow was not dark, but a faint golden color, as if even his shadow carried the warmth of the sun.

"My daughter... do you mean to say that you were not crazy enough before?" A voice came from the golden figure, the voice was low and powerful, like rolling thunder roaring between heaven and earth. Every syllable was wrapped in endless power, with a majesty that penetrated the soul, and it seemed like a burning flame.

But there was clearly a hint of helplessness in this blaze.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Come on, father, give this clone some strength. No, give me some fatherly love. I want to challenge the evil wizard who is wreaking havoc on the world with my teammates!"

When the reckless goddess saw her backer appear, she stood up straight and rushed directly into the scorching sun to hold the hand of the sun god, trying to "borrow" some strength from the sun god.

"The body of your believer cannot bear my divine power." However, the sun god chose to refuse to be a power bank, and his eyes looked into the depths of the temple.

Under those eyes that were like two blazing suns, everything hidden in the shadows was clearly visible, but the figure of Helbo was not reflected in his eyes.

The sun god didn't care about this.

"Besides, I think you shouldn't interfere with the course of history." As he said that, the Sun God looked at the unconscious Riddle and Ian, who could only command the patron saint Ariana to deal with it because he had blasted away a large number of Silent Mist Nightmares that were formed to encircle the Goddess of Recklessness, so that the surrounding area was full of Silent Mist Nightmares.

"Heroic Spirit?"

There was some surprise in his voice.

His eyes stayed on Ariana who was swinging her sword continuously.

"That was the guardian spirit summoned by my teammate. I could tell something was wrong right away. It's really a heroic spirit. It seems his magic is quite good."

The Goddess of Reckless Husband may not fully understand Ian.

As for how much she knows, I guess only she knows.

"He should have a Hall of Valor of his own."

The sun god spoke in a low voice.

Before the astonished goddess could respond.

"Damn! Can't we kill all of these things?!" The only way Ian could use against the Silent Nightmare was to summon Ariana through the Patronus Charm.

He also tried to use other magics, but these magics could not reach the Silent Mist, as if the Silent Mist was not in the same dimension and space as him.

Very strange creature.

In fact, Ariana's clearing speed was not slow, but she could not withstand these Silent Mist Nightmares, as if there were monster spawners hidden around them. After killing one group, more would appear.

Ariana still used the fast sword, but she still felt like the more she killed, the more enemies she had.

"let me help you!"

When the Reckless Goddess heard Ian's complaints, she immediately wanted to run towards Ian, but she was stopped by the Sun God's clone, whose light was gradually gathering.

"I was wondering why you suddenly came to the human world. It turns out that you were fooled by the bad boy from the future... Come back with me now. Someone will come to correct the mistakes here."

The sun god wanted to take the goddess away without any explanation.

The reckless goddess suddenly became anxious.

"If he dies, I will also be wiped out from the root. You can't leave him here alone!" The "he" that the reckless goddess was talking about was obviously Ian.

As for Riddle…who cares.

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, the Sun God's eyes suddenly became sharp.

He was surrounded by a flowing golden halo. The light was not static, but constantly flowing like a solar corona, sometimes condensing into flame-like patterns and sometimes scattering into dots of golden light.

"Look!"

In order to prove that what she said was true, the Goddess of the Reckless Husband raised her hand and showed the Sun God the connection between herself and Ian. Perhaps her original intention was just to prove that she was telling the truth for once.

however.

Without careful consideration.

He probably didn't realize what this kind of contract would feel like in the eyes of his father - the ten thousand year allegiance contract made the eyes of the Sun God tremble.

It was as if countless golden lights were bursting out in it - what was His mood? It was probably several times worse than the feeling He had when he found out that his daughter had obtained a marriage certificate with Huangmao and took out a loan to buy a few modified ghost fires.

"I don't remember this catastrophe in your destiny!" Every syllable of the sun god's voice flowed like molten gold, stirring up fine ripples in the air, shaking the reliefs on the walls of the temple. He looked at Ian suddenly, and the fiery gaze made Ian feel as if his whole body was on fire.

"There's something wrong with this guy!"

Accompanied by the cold snort of the Sun God.

The goddess of recklessness didn't have time to explain anything.

I saw.

The figure of the Sun God had already appeared in front of him. Even though this god was only an incarnation, his face was handsome and almost sharp, and his features seemed to be carved out of gold by the most outstanding craftsmen. Under his high nose bridge, a pair of eyes burned with eternal divine fire, and it seemed as if there were two suns circulating in his pupils.

"If I say that your daughter forced me to sign the contract, would you believe it?" Ian tried to reason with him, but he obviously didn't realize that his words would only have a counterproductive effect - it was probably like Huangmao telling a father...it was your daughter who got pregnant because she moved on her own.

All I can say is that Ian and the goddess of recklessness are definitely a perfect match.

Otherwise, why do they say people are divided into groups?

"I believe Ian."

Ariana tries to support Ian.

result.

The sun god just took a look at Ian's magic wand, and Ariana was automatically pulled into the magic wand and disappeared into the air as if she had never appeared.

"I'm just a mortal. I want to see what right you have to enslave a god." The face of the Sun God was extremely ugly. When He leaned over and looked at Ian, his eyes were really about to burst into flames. Within three feet of the ancient god, the air was slightly distorted by the high temperature, forming a circle of faint halo.

good news.

All the silent nightmares were burned by the light of the sun god.

bad news.

Although there is no threat from the Silent Mist Nightmare, Ian still has to face the Sun God, who is countless times more terrifying than the Silent Mist Nightmare. The gaze of this Sun God is truly terrifying.

"Show me your secret!"

It was like an oracle, no, it was an oracle. Ian's proud brain occlumency and mental strength were like paper that could be pierced by the prying eyes of the sun god.

Ian felt like he was about to be sucked into the eyes of the sun god.

"I said……"

He didn't say anything after all.

The moment his eyes met those of the Sun God, it was as if countless golden lights pierced into Ian's mind. His consciousness was pulled by an irresistible force and fell into an unfamiliar realm.

The subconscious world.

An urban jungle built of steel and iron.

Home in the previous life.

Tall buildings, crisscrossing roads, heavy traffic, busy office workers, fashionable men taking street photos, and dancing women live streaming on the roadside together make up a busy and lively "forest".

Ian was overlooking it all.

"This is not good!"

He realized where he was and couldn't help but feel a little nervous. The little wizard looked down subconsciously and found that he was standing on a telephone pole, and his two feet were strangely but firmly hooked on a wire. Everything in his slightly different vision seemed to be filtered through a layer of red.

but.

The vision has been enhanced to an epic level.

"over there!"

Under Ian's feet was an endless steel forest. Among the crowd, Ian saw a familiar figure - the sun god, the lord of light on Mount Olympus.

At this moment.

This domineering deity was also looking up at him.

just.

The terrifying sun god, who was originally so glorious and radiating a sacred light, now had a pale face and a look of horror in his eyes. The expression on his face was clearly visible.

"So it's... Raven..."

The voice of the Sun God was no longer majestic, but instead carried a hint of helplessness.

Ian continued to stare at the other man.

The Sun God took several steps back, and the next moment, a tiny crack appeared on his perfect face. The flowing golden light began to become disordered, and scattered like a broken mirror. The surrounding scene began to distort and dissipate, just like the morning mist evaporated by the rising sun, everything returned to nothingness, and all things shattered like bubbles.

"That's it?"

When Ian opened his eyes again, he had returned to the real world. In front of him was still the incarnation of the Sun God. However, this time the Sun God looked a little shaky.

The goddess of recklessness was supporting the sun god in doubt. The god's eyes were covered with spider-web-like cracks, and the golden pupils were flowing with lava-like light.

It seems like it will collapse at any time.

"I really didn't check the calendar before going out today." The extremely depressed Sun God just sighed helplessly, and his clone directly turned into a stream of light and poured into the body of the Reckless Goddess. The Reckless Goddess got the super power bank blessing she wanted. It was obvious that her father's words about the believers being unable to bear it were just a lie.

The power blessing is coming.

however.

At this moment, the goddess of recklessness had no time to be happy.

"What's in your mind?" The goddess of recklessness widened her glowing eyes in disbelief, and looked at Ian, who was covering his dizzy head in front of her, with an extremely horrified expression.

She really couldn't imagine what had happened between the Sun God and Ian, and she couldn't understand why her father, who had just resolutely stopped her from interfering in history, changed his mind after being injured.

of course.

The most incredible thing for the Goddess of Roughness was the abnormality of the Sun God.

She couldn't understand it at all.

What kind of secret is it?

Can it burn the gods?
(End of this chapter)