Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 214 213: Mausoleum! The place of eternal rest!

When Ian heard Merlin say the words "God Eater, Medivh", he felt a buzzing in his head and his whole body froze instantly. The expression on his face changed from initial shock to extreme complexity.

It was like there were fifteen buckets of water in my mind - all kinds of thoughts were madly intertwined and collided. To be honest, the name Merlin mentioned was indeed completely beyond Ian's expectations.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and although his face remained calm, his heart was in turmoil. Medivh - this name was very familiar to him, because it was his other identity, a vest that he should use when walking in history.

He never thought that the tomb that Merlin wanted to rob was actually related to his hidden vest Medivh. This huge shock made Ian subconsciously want to break the contract.

After all, who would want to rob their own grave? This is simply too absurd! Ian couldn't help but feel a little magical in his heart, and he felt a sense of absurd irony.

It was as if fate was playing a huge joke on him.

"I want to rob my own tomb?" Ian found that the contract was deeply rooted and could not be shaken. His face turned as bitter as a gourd. It turned out that what he got must be paid back.

"Hmm? Any problem?" Merlin noticed that Ian's expression was not right, and looked at the nervous underage legendary wizard in front of him with confusion.

"No…no problem."

Ian forced a smile.

Just at this time.

"Merlin! I'm warning you! Medivh is the great guardian of our Soul Palace! If you dare to disturb his sleep, Soul Palace will make you pay a heavy price!"

"Don't think that there are no legends in our Soul Palace!" The shadow creature's angry protest sounded again. It seemed to care about Medivh very much, and what it said made Ian look at it several times.

The Great Guardian of the Soul Palace?
hiss~
The young wizard had some incredible guesses in his mind. However, facing the threat of the shadow creature, Merlin did not care. He was not the kind of person who would care about others.

At least not yet.

"Teacher! You! You actually..." Little Morgan came to his senses and opened his mouth, wanting to say something excitedly. However, Ian covered his mouth with his hands, and he was about to say something.

"Woooooo~"

Little Morgan made an ambiguous sound.

She looked at her teacher in confusion, only to find that her teacher was looking at Merlin with a smiling expression and said something really cruel to Merlin.

"I have also heard of Medivh, so I am very interested in this cooperation. Let's dig up his tomb and see what secrets he has hidden in it!"

How can this not be cruel?

He was so determined when talking about digging his own grave - in fact, the little wizard's thoughts were also reminded by the shadow creature, what would it mean if Medivh's tomb really existed?
Could it be that I will die one day in the future, and this tomb is my future destination? Or is this tomb the product of some kind of time paradox?
Obviously, there is Medivh's treasure house in Gringotts...how could Medivh be buried before Merlin? No matter what, Ian, whose emotions gradually calmed down, realized after weighing the pros and cons that no matter what the truth of Medivh's tomb was, he had to go and see it in person.

"It seems that there is information about this God Eater in later generations." Merlin was still a little confused by Ian's reaction, but he didn't ask more questions and just began to think about it.

"We call him the Sorcerer Supreme."

Ian was testing.

Merlin's surprise at the unfamiliarity of the title made him realize that perhaps in the information Merlin was looking for, Medivh did not do evil under the title of Supreme Sorcerer.

No, it’s walking in the world.

This made Ian quite curious. Why didn't he use the title of Sorcerer Supreme? Although the title of God Eater was also good, Sorcerer Supreme was his favorite name.

"The God Eater has had many strange names. It's normal that I haven't heard the name you mentioned." Merlin probably misunderstood Ian's confusion and took the initiative to explain.

"Ah."

Ian said nothing.

This was a style that was familiar to him.

"Since you plan to join us, then it's settled. I need to go back and make some preparations." Merlin continued. In his opinion, Ian was also a "demigod".

The presence of two legendary wizards who have touched the level of "demigod" is definitely enough for them to set foot in the tomb he discovered. A dead God Eater can't be so terrifying that two "demigods" can't handle it, right?
"No problem, I have to go back and prepare too." Ian said as he let go of little Morgan.

"Um... Teacher..." Little Morgan blinked. Although she was full of doubts, she knew what to do when she saw Ian's serious expression.

"Remember my time converter and your magical knowledge." Ian still did not forget to remind Merlin to fulfill the bet. He was still very concerned about whether he could return home as soon as possible.

In comparison, Merlin's knowledge can only be regarded as a bonus. After all, the two are at a similar level. Merlin's knowledge can at most help Ian consolidate his foundation and broaden his horizons.

"Don't worry, I don't have the habit of refusing to pay my debts." Merlin sighed softly. Not wanting to think about the battle just now, he simply formed seals with his hands and teleported away from the desert.

Ian also used Apparition with little Morgan.

Return to the castle.

The situation in the castle was not peaceful. The battle beside the creek just now had already aroused the vigilance of the castle. Many guards were patrolling and on alert nearby.

However, they did not suspect little Morgan, the host, or Ian, the guest of the host. They just urged little Morgan to return to the castle as soon as possible to avoid encountering unknown threats.

"Oh, alright."

Little Morgan was not stupid and she certainly would not tell how the forest was destroyed. She led Ian all the way into the castle, while the shadow creature she was holding in her arms was still chattering.

"You can't go! You can't dig up Lord Medivh's tomb!" The shadow creature shouted at Ian, "The Soul Palace is not something you wizards can mess with!"

It wants to take advantage of the power of the other side.

Ian remained silent, but his expression became more and more strange. It was hard for him to think of anyone else in the world who would have such an aesthetic sense when naming things this way.

"Do you know how to cure inflammation in the Soul Palace?"

He asked the shadow creature abruptly.

Hear the words.

The shadow creature that kept warning was like someone was choking him, "How...how do you know the name of the envoy? No one except the Soul Palace should know it!"

Good guy.

This is a real deal.

Ian's expression was brilliant.

He had to say - I am such a talented person!

"Damn it! You must be just like Merlin! You've got your eyes on us! You want to do something bad! You want to steal secrets that don't belong to you! You want to steal the great gift!"

The shadow creature was clearly thinking in the wrong direction.

It started to curse.

Ian thought the curse was very ugly, so he found Riddle who was making potion in the castle and temporarily handed the thing to Riddle for safekeeping.

"what is this?"

Riddle showed great interest in this special life form.

He took it carefully.

"Just don't kill yourself." Ian didn't know what the shadow creature was, so he avoided answering and only gave a hint. The smart young Dark Lord could certainly understand.

"I understand."

Riddle looked down at the shadow in his hand, his eyes flashing with inquiry. He led the shadow creature out of the hall, leaving Ian and Little Morgan standing there.

at this time.

Ian saw Merlin.

He was walking to the corridor outside the hall with a disheveled man. When he saw Ian, he nodded first, then disappeared in front of the window with the disheveled man.

"Who is that man? Why haven't I seen him before?" Little Morgan remembered the faces of almost everyone in the castle, but he was quite unfamiliar with the man next to Merlin just now.

Ian opened his mouth.

After pondering for a while, he spoke, "I think it's better for you to continue not knowing who he is. This will be good for you and your family."

no way.

Who made the little wizard think of Morgan's instructions to him in the hazy dreamland?

Follow history.

Of course he couldn't reveal who the man Merlin was with, or what he was doing in the castle. That man was obviously King Uther, also known as Uther Pendragon - he was Morgan's mother's lover.

He is also the father of King Arthur.

It is written in unofficial history, and now it seems that unofficial history is sometimes really the official history - with the help of the magician Merlin, King Uther often disguised himself as Duke Tintagel and slept with Igraine.

As for whether Morgan's mother knew about it, most people in later generations did not believe that Morgan's mother was kept in the dark. After all, different people would not behave in the same way about such things.

Such a cruel thing.

We really can’t let little Morgan know this now.

I don’t know if the sky will fall.

But history will definitely be rewritten a lot because of this.

"Um... okay, I'll listen to you, teacher." Although little Morgan still had doubts in her heart, she did not ask any more questions when she saw Ian's serious expression.

She could vaguely feel something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what it was. Putting this matter aside for the time being, Little Morgan was more concerned about what Ian was going to do.

"Teacher, are you really going to... go to that tomb?" Because of Ian's previous hint, little Morgan was speaking with reservations, but her meaning was very clear.

"Could it be... that's true?"

There was inevitably some worry in the young black witch's tone.

Ian was silent for a moment, as if thinking about how to answer. Finally, he sighed and said, "Maybe, I don't know, so I have to follow Merlin to see."

Even if Merlin breaks the contract.

Ian felt that he should go look for them all.

There is no other reason.

Everyone feels curious and worried about their possible destination.

"Teacher, I want to go too!"

Little Morgan was curious too.

but.

Ian refused firmly. "That won't do. If it's really my... I mean, if it's really Medivh's tomb, ask yourself, he would definitely kill anyone who tried to rob the tomb. The danger there is beyond my imagination. I may not be able to take care of you."

This was indeed necessary caution. Ian knew that if that tomb was really his future destination, he would definitely make sure that his tomb would not be dug up by anyone.

There are means.

He really uses it to the fullest.

"Ok."

Little Morgan was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he didn't insist.

"I'm here to teach you some life magic. The magic of the shadowless blade can cut the lamb slices into thin slices as thin as a cicada's wing. Once it's blanched, it melts in your mouth. It's the best life magic for home and travel."

Ian started teaching again.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Merlin's return speed was very fast.

About half an hour later.

"Are you ready?"

Merlin changed his clothes.

"Let's go."

Ian had already sorted out all his cards, so he nodded and prepared to go - Merlin took out a box and opened it to reveal a Rubik's Cube.

"Port key?"

Ian sensed a familiar scent.

"It's a teleportation object."

Merlin's name for the Rubik's Cube is of course an ancient name, but it actually expresses the same meaning. He looked at Ian, and they both put their hands on the Rubik's Cube at the same time.

Then, there was a distortion.

The Cube disappeared with the two people. Morgan looked at the place where they left, his heart filled with mixed emotions, and after thinking for a while, he ran to find Riddle again.

"Let me use that thing!"

Little Morgan snatched the shadow creature away directly.

Riddle didn't dare to refute.

She leads the shadow creature to where Ian and Merlin left.

"Find me where they went."

after all.

The little witch still couldn't completely let go of her curiosity. Excellent wizards are always like this, curiosity is the driving force that drives wizards to improve, so Morgan's curiosity naturally did not diminish.

It was just suppressed.

Maybe one day.

This curiosity would eventually become the seed for Morgan to explore the mystery of Medivh.

……

Ian certainly didn't know about Morgan's behavior. He and Merlin had been brought to a large canyon by the Portkey Cube, with lush green trees, gurgling streams, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees. Ian looked around and felt more and more familiar, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

as predicted.

The next moment, Merlin brought him to a mountain wall.

"This... isn't this the ancient site that the teacher mentioned before?" Ian's heart was shocked, and his eyes twitched unconsciously. He remembered that Morgan once used his memory to take him to swim across this mountain wall.

But Morgan did not mention that this was a tomb at the time.

Is it intentional?

Or accidentally?

Ian's mood was quite complicated. Merlin did not notice Ian's abnormality. He stood in front of the mountain wall, carefully looking at the scene in front of him, frowning slightly: "There is a strong magical influence here, it seems to be protected by some ancient seal. I need some time to crack it."

As he spoke, Merlin pulled out a bunch of strange tools and scrolls from his arms and began to work in front of the mountain wall.

He was chanting spells in a low voice while carving complex runes on the mountain wall with the tools in his hands. Ian, standing aside, couldn't help but ask.

"how long it takes?"

Ian found it hard to calm down.

"A few hours."

Merlin was confident.

Hear the words.

The young wizard couldn't help but sigh.

"A few hours? Who are you trying to drive anxious to death?" Ian took a deep breath, walked to the front of the cliff, and spoke in a deep voice in Old English to the cliff.

"Ask me a question, Lord of Bronze and Fire."

Just as Ian imagined, his voice echoed in the valley, as if triggering some hidden mechanism.

"Ok?"

When Merlin heard Ian's words, he raised his head suddenly, with a flash of surprise and astonishment in his eyes. Before he could speak, the mountain wall suddenly emitted a low roar.

It was as if something was awakening.

I saw.

As he finished his words, the magic runes drawn by Merlin were directly erased, and countless lines began to emerge on the stone walls between the cliffs. They connected with each other to form a complex and mysterious pattern.

finally.

A pair of sharp eyes emerged, causing Merlin to be on high alert, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"Alchemical life?"

He recognized the handwriting on the stone wall.

And at the same time.

"In quantum mechanics, a wave function describes the state of a particle, and when the particle is observed, the wave function instantly 'collapses' to a definite state."

"Please answer me, how and why this process happened." The same stone wall asked the same question, a question that could never be answered in this era.

The familiar Nana Mizuki.

Ian sighed.

He glanced at Merlin, who was frowning and thinking about something.

"I do not know."

The next moment, he gave a terrible answer that Merlin had not expected.

Just when Merlin was about to complain.

Ian blushed.

"But I know that you are the one I love most."

He really didn't want to say this, but a sense of crisis had already arisen. If he didn't give an answer that satisfied the other party, all the defensive restrictions here would be activated in an instant.

no way.

The little wizard had no choice.

I can only say things against my will.

"Oh, how do you want me to answer? Of course it is absolutely correct!" "Mizuki Nana" exclaimed excitedly, and then the cliff shook to reveal a dark cave.

"..."

Ian didn't even look back at Merlin, who looked doubtful, and walked in. Merlin stood at the door, looking at his back thoughtfully for a moment, and then followed closely.

"You've surprised me again."

Merlin spoke meaningfully.

The young wizard did not respond.

Just keep walking forward with your head down.

The cave was pitch black. The path wound down along the rugged stone steps. On the stone walls on both sides of the steps were carved ancient runes that flickered like fireflies in the darkness.

soon.

A huge bronze door appeared before them.

The stone gate is carved with complex and exquisite patterns.

very clearly.

It's some kind of teleportation magic rune.

【Saving the world and eliminating disasters】

【Arbitrary for eternity】

The eight familiar big characters were still on it.

Shiny simplified Chinese.

The little wizard couldn't help but sigh.

"I know the answer to this question." Merlin took the lead and stepped forward, quickly selecting letters one after another from the countless complex patterns on the bronze door.

I don't know where he got the information from.

Just the blink of an eye.

Medivh

He spelled out the word before Ian could stop him.

"Boom!"

The bronze gate is opening.

"Damn! There's a trap behind the door!" Ian panicked. He still remembered the reason for Morgan's death, so he quickly took out his wand and cast dozens of protective spells on himself.

"take it easy."

Merlin was not panicked.

He turned to look at Ian, his eyes glowing white. Such a familiar feeling made Ian think of Aurora and Grindelwald at the first time.

This is indeed the case.

"The most powerful prophet of this century is your teammate, so you don't need to worry about traps at all." Merlin looked at Ian with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

but.

Gone in a flash.

He truly believed in his ability to predict the future, and he turned his back to the opening bronze door - and as the door opened, Ian subconsciously mobilized his magic power.

"Ok?"

The imagined green torrent of evil energy did not appear.

Ian was very surprised.

Merlin obviously did not lose the bet. Not only was there no evil energy erupting from the gate, there was not even any attack. Only a thick white fog appeared in the bronze gate.

"what's the situation?"

This scene made Ian a little confused.

"Let's go."

Merlin stepped into the gate first, and his figure was swallowed up by the white mist the next moment.

He is too confident.

"..."

Ian waited for a moment, and when he didn't feel Merlin fall on the other end of the contract, he stepped in cautiously - Merlin didn't understand Medivh, but he did.

But this situation was completely beyond Ian's expectations.

"This is where?"

Ian felt like he was passing through layers of space. Countless scenes passed by him, and everything around him seemed to be gradually fading in color and becoming a scene from an old movie.

When the crossing is over.

The young wizard stood on solid ground, surrounded by black and white. A bone-chilling cold wind blew, and Merlin stood in the cold wind, his wizard robe rustling.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be Helheim, the kingdom of the dead, a kingdom of gods independent of the underworld. Perhaps it belongs to the world plundered by the God Eater."

"He used it as his own mausoleum."

Merlin looked back at Ian with a calm expression.

His eyes still glowed.

"The rules here cannot be violated even by gods. As far as I know, only souls can set foot here. So, I'm very curious..." Merlin's black and white eyes stared at the "accomplice" in front of him.

"Why haven't your body and magic power been taken away?" The Wizard King whispered, his pupils reflecting Ian who was still looking around curiously.

The colorful little wizard looks particularly out of place in this black and white space.

(End of this chapter)