Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 226 225: Duke: Medivh is shit!

The news about the Soul Palace from the Duke's family, although it couldn't be said to have shocked Ian for a whole year, it definitely controlled Ian for at least several seconds.

no way.

Anyone who came here would probably be as confused as Ian.

If you insist on saying that the story of Hogwarts is also a fairy tale, it makes sense, but Ian never expected to hear the name of his uncle's white moonlight in this era.

Lily Evans!

A character that will be born more than a thousand years later, the mother of the savior Harry Potter, will actually be a wizard in the Soul Palace, and will be active in this Middle Ages of swords and magic.

This was definitely unexpected information for the young wizard. It might also mean that the Soul Palace had the ability to travel through time, and that there should be some way to be immune to the possible effects of time travel.

At the very least, it should be able to reduce the impact of time travel. Otherwise, if a group of people keep traveling on the timeline, no matter how careful they are, they will definitely disrupt the original course of history.

"Is the means to exempt or reduce the cost the shadow that covers the whole body?" The first thing Ian thought of was the shadow on the big bad wolf.

The wolf he captured seemed to be quite concerned about this disguise.

When Ian tried to dispel the shadow on the other person, the other person's panic and fear were extremely obvious. Perhaps this kind of disguise has costs as well as benefits.

"Well, it is in line with the alchemy principle of equivalent exchange." Ian had studied that kind of shadow a little before, and the information he could confirm was that the shadow was not pure magic, but more like a "shell" created by alchemical means combined with magic. This is probably the reason why the Duke said that all Soul Palace wizards are shrouded in shadow.

Compared to magic, the biggest advantage of alchemical creations is that they do not require strong learning ability and talent, and can be mass-produced to produce things that can only be comparable to complicated magic.

obviously.

The shadowy "shell" that the Big Bad Wolf is wearing is definitely something like the "uniform" of the Soul Palace. It is a mass-produced creation, and it is on a scale that any Soul Palace wizard or creature can get one.

"However, even if this is the case, the fact that my uncle's Bai Yueguang became a Soul Palace wizard is still a bit too explosive. I wonder how my uncle would react if he knew about this."

"I'm sure his expression will be very explosive...even his facial paralysis must be cured." Ian couldn't help but feel a little excited when he thought of this. His heart was beating restlessly. It would be best if he could get a photo of Lily Evans or something! Then he could definitely rummage through Snape's potion cabinet however he wanted!

Even if he had cleaned up everything, Snape would have pretended not to know and would have blamed Harry Potter for it! The more Ian thought about it, the more he felt like making a move.

"Can you still contact Soul Palace? That Cinderella... or Lily Evans will do?" Ian couldn't help but speak. His enthusiasm for Soul Palace inevitably made the Duke think.

of course.

The thoughts in his mind did not affect his answer to Ian's question. For a noble like him, multitasking is a basic quality, so he also slightly tidied his words and gave a response.

"I don't think I have that kind of means. Until now, Soul Palace has never provided a way to contact them. Most of the time, they would take the initiative to come to me regularly."

"Of course, their target is not me, but... my child." The Duke looked at Little Morgan, "They have an almost incomprehensible concern for my daughter."

Speaking of it.

The Duke also paused for a moment and gave his wife a look.

"Honey, your clothes seem to be stained with some sauce. Let me take you to change." Ms. Igraine understood what she meant and immediately tried to take away little Morgan, who had been memorizing things about wizards with his ears perked up at the dinner, on the pretext that he had to change his clothes.

This was obviously an excuse to get Morgan away.

"Uh, okay." Little Morgan looked down at her skirt and found a small stain on the hem. She frowned and stood up reluctantly.

Aristocratic etiquette still had some restraint on her at her age. Maybe if she were someone else, she wouldn't care so much, but the guest at the dinner was her teacher. It would be impolite to eat with her teacher in dirty clothes.

"Be good, it's quick to change clothes, we'll be back soon." Ms. Igrain smiled slightly, gently took Morgan's hand, and walked out while coaxing little Morgan.

Morgan looked at his father, then at Ian, and finally nodded, and followed his mother out of the banquet hall. After her back disappeared at the door, the Duke's expression became more serious.

He took a deep breath and looked back at Ian, "Sir Prince, regarding the Soul Palace... I have something I want to talk to you about."

Ian raised his eyebrows, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and his tone was quite surprised, "My Lord Duke, is there something that needs to be said behind Miss Morgan's back?"

It was obvious that he also knew why the Duke wanted to send young Morgan away.

The Duke pondered for a moment, tapping his fingers on the table, as if thinking about how to start. After a moment, he slowly said, "Morgan has had an unusual curiosity and interest in dangerous things since she was a child. She always likes to explore unknown and mysterious things, even at the risk of taking risks."

"As her father, I naturally don't want her to pursue those dangerous secrets." It must be said that the Duke is a qualified father. He is much better than most nobles who don't care much about their daughters and even treat their daughters as a pure political bargaining chip.

"I understand your concerns. Miss Morgan does have a strong curiosity, and that's why she has the potential to become an outstanding witch. However, as her teacher, I will do my best to guide her and prevent her from falling into danger." Ian nodded to show his understanding. After all, he himself could be considered such a person.

but.

He belongs to the unique category of people who are both reckless and cowardly, while Ms. Morgan is probably just reckless, which can be seen from the cause of death she showed to Ian.

Of course, Ian also felt that the cause of death of his teacher, Ms. Morgan, was a little unreasonable, but after all, it should not be that his teacher was deceiving him with false memories.

he guessed.

There may be some reasons behind his teacher's death that Ms. Morgan has not revealed, which is also in line with the legendary black witch's style of doing things and consistent narrative style. Even so, Ian repeatedly recalled the memory of Morgan, and he felt that even if there were some circumstances in which he arranged the pipeline, his teacher's death was probably not something that he had prepared for. It was indeed an unexpected accident under certain circumstances.

take this.

It can be seen what kind of reckless person this legendary black witch is. And recklessness is a property that most people have from childhood.

"Well, Your Excellency Prince, I am grateful that you understand my concerns. However, what I am about to say may be more complicated than you think."

"It's also more... how should I put it, less well-known. It's also better not to be known by too many people, otherwise I can't imagine what kind of chaos it would cause."

The Duke's words successfully aroused Ian's curiosity.

"Your Excellency the Duke, please speak." Ian's expression also became serious. He leaned forward slightly, looking directly at the Duke, ready to receive information from the Duke at any time.

I saw.

The Duke asked all the maids and housekeepers to leave, and then he took a deep breath, "Over the years, I have also conducted some investigations and research on the Soul Palace. This organization is very hidden, and there are almost no public records. But in history, there are always some clues related to it."

Ian's eyes flashed with interest, and he asked in a low voice: "What traces did you find?"

This is what Ian wanted to know. He could use it to get more information about the Soul Palace and himself. Not only him, but even Riddle pricked up his ears. Obviously, the young Dark Lord was also curious about the past and purpose of this terrible guy he ran into.

"For example, the decline of various temples and the increasing scarcity of miracles are all due to the shadow of the Soul Palace. The same is true for many events involving important figures in history."

The Duke's expression became somewhat secretive. There was a hint of vigilance and hesitation in his eyes. From time to time, he would glance at Riddle, Ian's wizard servant.

The vision of a great noble.

He could see Riddle's hypocritical appearance and dark heart at a glance. Of course, he knew he shouldn't ask too much about why Ian had such a follower.

However, when it came to the information he had investigated, the Duke did not go into too much detail. He just briefly talked about the information and then made his own summary.

"I dare not go into details, but I can tell you that the Soul Palace is not a positive organization. Its existence is often accompanied by conspiracy, killing, and darkness."

"It doesn't matter if someone like me has dealings with the Soul Palace. After all, I'm not a good person. But my daughter...she's too young. I don't want her to have too many entanglements with the Soul Palace."

It can be seen that the Duke really cares about Morgan's situation.

After hearing this, Ian frowned slightly, and a trace of thought flashed in his eyes. He whispered: "My Lord Duke, do you mean that the Soul Palace has some intentions towards Miss Morgan?" At this moment.

The young wizard couldn't help but wonder what the connection was between his teacher and the Soul Palace. Could it be that the main characters in the legend of King Arthur could also be considered people in fairy tales?

Are fairy tales for adults also fairy tales?

But my teacher didn't tell me any information about the Soul Palace in the hazy illusion. Does it mean that my teacher won't have much to do with the Soul Palace in the future, or is he hiding this matter?

According to the character of a bad woman.

Both speculations are possible.

but.

Ian was more inclined to the former. After all, if his teacher was a wizard in the Soul Palace, he would definitely have a shadow and be active in the world and history like the big bad wolf, instead of staying in the lonely castle all the time. Of course, it is not certain that bad women just like to be homebodies.

Insufficient information.

Ian couldn't make any accurate judgment.

He looked at the Duke, hoping to get more information. Facing the young wizard's questioning, the Duke spoke with a little helplessness while recalling.

"The Soul Palace seems to have a special interest in my daughter, which makes me feel very uneasy and panic. I don't want my daughter to be involved in such a dangerous organization and force, which is why I am so frank with you - I hope to use your power to help my daughter get rid of the entanglement of the Soul Palace."

The Duke's tone was full of sincerity and earnestness.

"Your Excellency the Duke, I understand your concerns. The Soul Palace is indeed not simple. I will do my best to help Miss Morgan." Ian nodded slightly and his words were impeccable.

The Duke showed a relieved smile on his face, and his tense shoulders relaxed a little. He took a deep breath and continued, revealing the information that he had not revealed before.

"Thank you for your generosity, Lord Prince. In fact, I know the reason why Soul Palace is so dark because I have conducted in-depth investigations into this organization, especially a wizard named Medivh." At this point, the Duke frowned even more tightly, and there was a hint of indignation in his tone.

"Medivh?"

Ian felt a little guilty for no reason, but he remained calm on the surface. He had indeed heard from the Big Bad Wolf that his alias was the Soul Palace's great guardian.

The Duke did not notice Ian's subtle change, and continued indignantly, "Yes, Medivh. He is completely different from other Soul Temple wizards. He acts in a high-profile and even unscrupulous manner. He has done many heinous things, completely disregarding the constraints of morality and humanity."

"I found out that he had killed a wise king because of some rumors, and had also kidnapped many beautiful and kind noble girls for reasons that no one knew about."

"He even... once made an entire city of people soak in that indescribable filth. No one knew the reason, and the Soul Palace was helping him behind every incident."

"Because of this, I think that this wizard named Medivh is probably the epitome of the thoughts within this mysterious Soul Palace." The Duke's voice became lower and lower.

His judgment is based on his own life experience.

how to say.

Maybe some people think it is right.

But Ian must have felt that there must be some misunderstanding or prejudice here.

"Are you sure?" Ian's mouth twitched slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. His eyes remained steady, as if he was listening carefully to every word the Duke said.

"Of course, I am very sure. After all, compared to other low-key Soul Temple wizards, Medivh's information is not difficult to find. He even has records of molesting gods."

The Duke's voice was decisive.

"Uh... are you sure it's obscenity and not blasphemy?" Ian felt like he was going numb. He noticed that Riddle beside him was burying his head and his shoulders were shaking.

As if he was holding back something.

Seeing that the Duke continued to nod firmly, Ian's mouth and eyelids could not hold back. "Excuse me, I suddenly feel a little unwell and may need to go out for some fresh air."

Hear the words.

The Duke was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Please do as you please."

He thought Ian's reaction was a little strange, but he couldn't figure out why.

"I'll be back soon."

Ian stood up and walked out of the hall. He came to the garden outside the mansion. The night breeze brushed across his cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness. He shook his head and muttered silently for a long time before he walked to the sink to wash his face.

"It must be just some rumors that are far from the truth!" Ian leaned over, scooped up the cool water with both hands, and gently splashed it on his face. The water drops slid down his cheeks and dripped into the pool, causing ripples.

"Yes, that must be the case. Just like the history of King Arthur's origin, it was distorted when it was passed down to later generations, and there were many unofficial histories of Merlin and King Arthur."

Ian prepared himself mentally.

After a moment, Ian took a deep breath, straightened his robe, and turned to walk towards the hall. When he stepped into the hall again, he found that the atmosphere had become extremely strange.

The Duke and Duchess sat there.

His face was pale.

It was as if he had just experienced a shock.

When they saw him coming in, they both shuddered at the same time. Little Morgan lowered her head, holding the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, obviously she had just been scolded.

"what's the situation?"

Ian's eyes swept over the Duke's family.

He looked at Riddle in confusion.

"Here's what happened." Riddle seemed to suddenly come to life. He smiled and began to narrate the story. He even cleared his throat deliberately.

"When the Duchess was helping Miss Morgan change her clothes, she accidentally found a book... a book about Medivh, and Miss Morgan said it was your book, the work of her teacher, not some messy and bad book." Riddle motioned Ian to look at a book on the dining table.

Dark Bible

——Written by Medivh the God Eater, the Sorcerer Supreme.

I saw.

The golden words are clearly visible on it.

Ian understood everything immediately.

however.

He hasn't spoken yet.

"Sir Prince... I think you may have misunderstood some of my expressions just now." The Duke forced a smile on his face, but that smile was uglier than crying.

Decades of aristocratic upbringing seemed to be completely ineffective at this moment. His facial expression management completely collapsed, and his mind was probably still replaying the "bad words" he had just said to Medivh.

(End of this chapter)