Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 229 228: Ian is Voldemort!

The sky was overcast.

The stars are sparse.

The world outside the castle was swallowed by darkness, with only a few faint lights swaying in the wind. In a world without electricity and science, the dim moonlight meant that it was difficult to see one's hand in front of one's face.

It was an environment that many people in the city had never experienced. Normal people simply couldn't see in such an environment, but who could blame Ian for not being a normal person?

He clearly saw the shadow that blended into the night, and the woman in the shadow. Her appearance, which seemed to have come out of a fairy tale, made the young wizard guess that this was the Soul Palace Master mentioned by the Big Bad Wolf.

Cinderella.

"Are you Cinderella?" Seeing that the other party did not respond when he asked for the first time, Ian simply walked to the window, stared at the other party's position and asked loudly again.

A strange shadow was floating, and a woman seemed to be wrapped in the shadow. She looked at Ian, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

but.

After Ian spoke.

The woman's expression changed.

When the woman in the shadow heard Ian's name, she gave a faint sneer and moved her lips, but no sound came out.

As if laughing at something silently.

"Ok?"

Ian hadn't expected this.

Did I recognize the wrong person?

The other party seemed to look down on Cinderella.

"That shouldn't be the case. If the people in Soul Palace were like what this stupid wolf said, they should be very respectful to Cinderella. After all, almost all the people in Soul Palace were recruited by Cinderella." Ian frowned, his eyes moving back and forth between little Morgan and the woman.

For a moment, he couldn't guess whether the woman's appearance was because of Little Morgan or because of himself... The surprised expression on the woman's face just now was obvious, so it shouldn't be because of him. Just as Ian was thinking about it in his heart and secretly alert, his magic wand was ready to go at any time.

"Teacher, what are you looking at?" Little Morgan saw that Ian did not respond, so she looked back, but found nothing behind her. She turned her head and looked at Ian with a puzzled look on her face.

"Is there something behind me? Is it scaring me? But I'm not afraid of ghosts or anything like that." Little Morgan was indeed very brave and he felt very confident when he said such things.

She was still lying outside the window, her fair little hands clinging to the window frame. She didn't have the timidity to feel weird and want to quickly crawl back into the house.

"There is a wizard behind you."

Ian did not hide anything. He even raised his hand to point a location to little Morgan. However, little Morgan turned his head again and looked in the direction of Ian's finger, but still saw nothing.

"I didn't find anything... Where is the wizard?" Little Morgan rubbed his eyes hard and looked carefully for any possible hidden figures in the dark.

only.

Still nothing.

Her eyes lingered on the location of the shadow more than once, but she seemed not to find anything wrong at all. Finally, she looked at other places trying to find the wizard Ian mentioned.

"Huh? Take another look?" Ian showed a look of surprise on his face when he heard that. He raised his hand and gently wiped in front of little Morgan's eyes, giving little Morgan the ability of night vision.

"Oh! My God! This is so magical!" Little Morgan felt a different vision and experienced the wonder of magic again. She quickly turned around and looked behind her again.

"I only saw a nest of owls in the tree over there." The direction that little Morgan was looking at was indeed the direction where the woman was floating, but she did not see the floating shadow.

I just saw a bird's nest on the tree behind the shadow.

This is obviously not normal.

"what's the situation?"

Ian's pupils shrank slightly. He carefully looked at Morgan's expression, trying to find a trace of joking in her eyes, but Morgan's mood was indeed very confused. She really didn't find any wizards. Her eyes and emotions showed that she really knew nothing about the mysterious woman.

"This is interesting."

Ian raised an eyebrow.

The woman floating outside did not take any action during their conversation. She just floated there quietly, her eyes constantly shifting from Ian to little Morgan.

"Is it because the wizard has become invisible that I can't see him?" Little Morgan was also trying to make sure that Ian was not teasing her, so she asked her teacher curiously.

"maybe."

Ian wasn't sure either.

He looked out the window again. The woman was still floating there, her figure looming in the night, making the little wizard feel a sense of danger for no reason.

A woman who could make a legend feel threatened?
Also a legend?

Ian wasn't so sure.

However, the young wizard has always believed in his sixth sense, so the next moment, the wand in his sleeve slipped silently into Ian's hand.

The bottle containing the Big Bad Wolf flew directly from the ground where the Mirror of Erised was placed into his other hand as he lightly raised his wand.

"Stupid wolf."

Ian pointed the bottle outside so that the Big Bad Wolf could see the direction of the shadow.

"Who is that?"

He asked this soul which also used shadow as its shell and came from the Soul Palace. However, the soul of the Big Bad Wolf jumped up and down in the bottle for a few times.

"Eternal Lord, stupid wolf, I didn't see anything!" It took over Ian's call for it, but the confused tone made the situation seem even more weird.

This guy tried hard to identify the location Ian pointed to. When he found that his eyes were useless, he pricked up his ears, as if trying to sense everything outside.

however.

I still couldn't sense Cinderella or anyone else that Ian mentioned.

"What did you see?"

The Big Bad Wolf couldn't help but ask.

Ian didn't answer.

Even the Big Bad Wolf, who has the same shadow soul, can't see that woman?

His eyes flickered a few times.

"Are there any other souls who are not from the Soul Palace that can possess similar means?" Ian looked out the window again. The woman was still standing there with a sarcastic smile on her face. Her lips moved again, as if she was saying something, but Ian could not hear any sound.

It was as if the language came from another time and space. Ian tried to decipher her lip language, but found that the syllables were completely unfamiliar and did not belong to any language he had learned.

Just when Ian was full of doubts, the woman suddenly shook her head, opened and closed her mouth a few times again, and then the shadows surrounding her body began to surge extremely actively.

Almost as a subconscious reaction, Ian raised his wand and pointed it in the direction of the woman. As his magic was formed, the shadow and the woman wrapped in it began to fade rapidly.

Just the blink of an eye.

The shadow and the woman disappeared completely, as if they had never existed. The night sky returned to its previous tranquility, with only the sounds of bats or birds.

"Huhuhu~"

Ian did not cancel the magic, but used the flame to illuminate the night sky, illuminating the surroundings. Unfortunately, nothing was illuminated except for a few startled birds. The woman really disappeared. She did not use some kind of invisibility method, but completely left this space. Her disappearance was abrupt, just like when she came, no one knew why she came.

"What a cool calendar fire!"

Little Morgan looked at the flames burning and extinguishing in the night sky. She didn't care what kind of wizard Ian saw in the night sky. She was just amazed at how pleasing Ian's magic was. Of course, little Morgan could recognize the Fiendfyre. Because of the battle between Ian and Merlin in the afternoon, she also knew the name of this flame.

“It’s a bit confusing.”

Ian's gaze remained on the night sky illuminated by flames.

My heart was full of confusion.

He had no idea why the woman appeared and disappeared, and he couldn't understand why only he could see her. Who was the woman in the shadow? It was fine that Morgan couldn't see her, but it was a little unreasonable that even the big bad wolf in the Soul Palace couldn't see or sense her.

To know.

Ian would not admit his mistake.

That woman is also a soul, and the shadow she uses is the same as the Big Bad Wolf's shadow. It would be too coincidental to say that she is not from the Soul Palace, but it would be difficult to understand if she is from the Soul Palace.

"Eternal Lord, what is there?" The Big Bad Wolf was still asking, especially after seeing Ian perform magic, he was even more curious about what Ian saw.

"I need to read your memory later." Ian answered the question irrelevantly, but the Big Bad Wolf did not resist at all. He stuck his tongue in the bottle and nodded without thinking.

For a special magical animal soul like it, being able to get close to a god is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Since childhood, it has heard stories about some lucky magical animals being taken in as pets by gods - even for the characters in fairy tales, they have their own familiar legends.

"Teacher, help me." At this time, little Morgan began to try to climb into the house again. She asked Ian for help, and this time Ian reached out and pulled her in.

For Ian, who had a legendary physique, little Morgan's body was as light as a feather, and he dragged little Morgan into the room almost effortlessly.

"It's still warm inside." As soon as Morgan landed, she dusted off her skirt and quickly ran to the Mirror of Erised, which had long attracted her attention. She circled around the Mirror of Erised in the center of the room, gently stroking the frame with her fingers, her eyes full of curiosity about this alchemical creation.

Ian also looked at the Mirror of Erised.

But there was helplessness in his eyes.

He still didn't understand what was hidden in the hidden space in the mirror, and he couldn't even find the hidden space. Maybe Albus Dumbledore had a solution to this?

after all.

The old principal also used the Mirror of Erised to hide the Philosopher's Stone. I don't know if the old principal knew what was originally hidden in the Mirror of Erised.

Just when the little wizard was thinking about returning to Hogwarts to ask the headmaster for advice.

"What does it do?"

Little Morgan asked again.

However, although she was asking Ian for advice, she had already walked around to the front of the mirror. After stopping, she immediately discovered the special magic contained in this mirror.

Just looking at himself in the mirror, little Morgan was already stunned. Seeing this, Ian's heart moved, and he temporarily put the matter of the mysterious woman behind him.

"What do you see in the mirror?"

Ian asked quietly.

It was not the first time that the young wizard was curious about the desire of the legendary black witch. However, in the hazy dream, the future teacher Morgan did not tell him the truth.

Now is definitely a great opportunity to know what exactly this legendary black witch is pursuing and wanting. I think young Morgan should not hide it?
Ian was not too sure. After all, beautiful women are bad from childhood and don't like to tell the truth. Zhang Wuji's mother mentioned this in Jin Yong's book.

Little Morgan felt Ian's gaze and stared at the Mirror of Erised seriously. After a while, she said, "I saw that I used magic to transform the world!"

This is indeed an evil-sounding ideal.

She has the style of a black witch.

"What kind of world?" Ian raised his eyebrows and continued to induce, wondering if Morgan, like Grindelwald, wanted to create a world with only wizards?
In response to Ian's inquiry.

Little Morgan had no defenses.

"It's a world where... men and women can give birth to as many children as they want." Little Morgan's childish voice sounded very childish.

just.

Hearing such an answer.

Ian was even less sure whether Little Morgan was talking nonsense. He sensed that Little Morgan was in a normal mood, but he still suspected that he might not be telling the whole truth, just like himself.

If not, such a magical desire and dream... no matter how you think about it, it feels even more evil than making "the world feel pain", right?

"What kind of adjective is 'how many nests'..."

Ian is speechless and difficult to comment.

Little Morgan seemed to still be immersed in gazing at the Mirror of Erised.

"I saw myself standing in a place of light, and people were cheering all around me, and then men and women were bowing down to me, thanking me for changing the world."

She was still describing what she had seen.

nothing left.

But these remarks made Ian even more speechless. The Mirror of Erised showed what people desired most in their hearts. Could it be that what little Morgan longed for deep in his heart was such an absurd world?

This is too ridiculous!
"Everything in the mirror is nothingness. Don't be too obsessed with this false illusion, as it will easily make you lose yourself." Ian reminded little Morgan with Dumbledore's previous warning.

"Well, I understand, teacher."

Little Morgan nodded, but his eyes did not move away.

“I just want to see the whole story.”

She explained to Ian why she couldn't move her feet.

"Those people were singing praises to me, and now someone else is walking up." Little Morgan had obviously never experienced this feeling of watching TV before. She was still recounting the scene she saw in an amazed tone.

"That man knelt in front of me and handed me his gift...Huh?" Little Morgan's description suddenly came to an abrupt halt, and the next moment she reached out her hand as if possessed by a ghost.

then.

Under Ian's astonished gaze.

A heavy box appeared out of thin air and fell into the hands of little Morgan - this scene really confused Ian, he even felt a sense of déjà vu.

Seems like a similar plot.

This was shown in the story of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone.

People who want to obtain the treasure cannot get what is hidden in the mirror no matter how hard they try. However, the destined person can get the gift of the mirror without any effort.

Isn’t this exactly what Ian and Morgan are experiencing now?
"Fuck!"

Ian slapped his forehead.

"I'm Voldemort!"

His tone was quite depressed.

(End of this chapter)