Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 250 249: Morgan: I am dying of laughter
The charred tree trunks pointed toward the sky like giant fingers struck by lightning.

Embers of unburned magic float within.

Ian stood in the ruins of the Black Forest that he had burned to ashes. Thick smoke drifted slowly above the ruins, lingering like a ghost, adding a bit of eeriness to this desolate place.

Just as the old witch escaped, he turned back.

I saw an extremely beautiful woman wearing a gorgeous crown, a crown woven from dark silver metal, and the crown was inlaid not with gems but with miniature stars.

They are really moving slowly.

Compared to the crown.

The woman was wearing a simple white dress, but if you look closely you'll find that the material is neither silk nor linen, but a substance that Ian couldn't identify.

Or rather, it is power.

As she walked lightly, the paths of stars appeared and disappeared on her skirt.

"Intruder."

The woman's face was almost abnormally beautiful—not the bewitching beauty of a Veela, but a beauty reminiscent of a glacier, diamond-like, cold and pleasing to the eye.

As she walked, an amazing scene happened: in the burnt ruins of the Black Forest, the twisted trees seemed to be cast a resurrection spell, and they sprouted new black branches and grew rapidly; the dark plants also broke out of the ground, stretched out their branches and leaves, and regained vitality in the blink of an eye.

This gloomy forest, against her backdrop, seemed to be given a whole new life. On the ground, blood-red flowers bloomed, and the petals were covered with black veins, just like human eyes moving. It must be said that the plants here are extremely dark, which is incompatible with the sacred aura emanating from the woman.

It was like watering the Piranha plant with holy water from a church, or planting a rose garden in a cemetery. Ian's temples throbbed, and the tip of his wand trembled slightly unconsciously.

He felt the terrifying oppression coming from the woman.

It's like... facing a god.

but.

Despite this, Ian still pointed his wand at the woman. He had no choice, because this woman made him feel a chill down his spine, and he felt the danger and terror from the bottom of his heart.

The person who comes still has no good intentions.

"Your courage is commendable, and you are a legend in the Dharma Ending Age."

Obviously, the woman used this spellcasting tool to determine the era Ian lived in. Her eyes fell on Ian's wand, and her silver pupils shrank into two thin lines, as if they were weaving in her eyes. Her voice was like the superposition of countless voices, with the crispness of a young girl, the hoarseness of an old woman, and even mixed with an inhuman hissing sound.

Ian felt dizzy.

It was as if the other party's words contained terrible magic.

“Are you the owner here?”

Ian suppressed his discomfort and spoke more steadily than expected. After all, even if Ariana failed to bring in reinforcements, he still had a trump card that could help him survive.

"Do not."

The woman shook her head gently, and her hair swayed gently with the movement, like black satin.

“I am just a resident, a hider.” She raised her hand, and a piece of falling ash turned into blood in her palm. “And you scared away my ranger.”

“That’s very rude.”

Her voice was as clear and cold as the collision of ice crystals.

"I scared away your ranger?"

Ian almost turned into Michael's question mark face when he heard this. Anyone with eyes could see that the old witch who had fled before was clearly scared away by the woman in front of her.

How did it become that he scared away the old witch?
Is this the way to settle accounts?
It's easy to find a pretext to accuse someone of something! This woman is so skilled at confusing right and wrong. Judging from her behavior, she must be quite old. After all, the power of this punch, regardless of the facts, is really extraordinary.

"It was obviously you—" He swallowed the rest of the sentence. The way the woman tilted her head and waited for him to continue reminded him of Dumbledore's expression when he teased Voldemort.

Ok.

In short, it's cat playing with mouse.

"I'm leaving now. You can just pretend I've never been here." Ian pretended to leave, but he was secretly alert in his heart. As expected, the moment he took a step, the woman didn't say anything, but the plants in the forest seemed to have received some kind of order. The black vines that had grown again formed a loose circle around him.
Vines began to emerge from the ground like pythons, quickly intertwining with each other, and more and more of them. Each one trembled slightly, as if sniffing the magical fluctuations of the little wizard.

“This doesn’t let me leave.”

Ian confirmed his guess.

The woman heard this.

There is no denial either.

"Legends are rare, so you need to be my new ranger." The woman said this as if she was discussing the weather, not the life and freedom of a legendary wizard.

next moment.

Ian immediately felt an invisible pressure rolling over his body, as if invisible hands were grabbing him from all directions. It was obvious that there was no room for negotiation on the woman's side.

The woman was not proposing at all, she was announcing a decision.

How could the young wizard agree to such an unreasonable request? Without saying a word, he immediately released his most offensive magic - the Fel Energy Burst.

A blinding green light shot up into the sky, and the light contained powerful energy, sweeping around like a backward waterfall. Wherever the green light passed, the space itself began to distort and disintegrate.

The battle is huge.

It is also very powerful.

The green light turned into a dazzling "nuclear bomb" with the momentum to destroy the world.

but.

Ian knew that there was a huge gap in strength between him and this woman, and he couldn't expect his magic to hurt her. She just wanted to use this to buy herself time to escape.

After all, a woman who could scare the old witch into fleeing must be extremely powerful. For this reason, Ian immediately put on a flying cloak and ran away after casting the magic.

Super acceleration.

He suddenly rushed out several hundred meters. The apparition restriction in this forest was definitely not unlimited, and Ian's idea was to quickly run out of this limit and then apparition away.

No matter how powerful the opponent is.

It seemed impossible to leave this dark forest. Ian's plan was very good. He flew a few hundred meters and then couldn't help but look back at the situation behind him.

however.

Do not see do not know.

Ian was also shocked when he saw it, and his eyes widened in shock. He saw that the woman did not use any means of defense against the nuclear explosion-like magic.

She just let the magic hit her body, and then, just as the little wizard felt unbelievable, she walked out of the surge of magic calmly and unharmed.

Magic seemed to lose its power in front of her, unable to hurt her at all. The evil magic that was enough to dissolve the legendary body bypassed her body like a docile pet. She even had time to reach out and catch a stray green light, letting it entangle her fingertips. This move seemed to mock how weak Ian's magic was.

of course.

Women actually had a pretty good opinion of this magic.

“Very creative magic.”

The woman's voice came through the roar of the explosion.

“But you may not know who you are facing yet.”

The moment these words were spoken, the woman's figure had disappeared in front of the erupting green "nuclear explosion". Ian only felt a chill rushing straight to the top of his head.

"Bah~"

Almost in the blink of an eye, before Ian could react, the woman appeared right in front of him. Ian couldn't dodge in time and bumped into her head, feeling something soft, and then he fell from the air, the magic cloak lost its effect, but fortunately his butt didn't break into eight pieces.

“Don’t resist.”

The voice suddenly appeared in my ears.

Ian could even feel the cool air flow from the woman's breath.

He raised his head. The woman was already close at hand.

Close enough to count her eyelashes.

The woman raised her hand and pointed a finger at Ian's forehead. Ian felt a terrifying force rushing towards him, and that force was like a surging tide that was about to completely submerge him.

In the face of this power.

Ian felt as if the whole world consisted of only that finger.

"The Path of Flame!"

Ian was shocked and gritted his teeth before releasing magic again without hesitation.

A blinding light burst out from the tip of his wand.

In an instant, with Ian as the center, an endless sea of ​​fire surged and spread. This flame was not the scarlet or orange-yellow of ordinary magic, but a pure golden flame like the midday sun.

The whole world seemed to be shrouded in this golden light.

Obviously, Ian's flame incorporated the structure of the ancient Greek prayer ritual - the moment the flame was formed, the temperature of the entire Black Forest suddenly rose to an extreme height.

The twisted plants that had just been reborn turned to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye. The golden waves of fire, accompanied by rolling heat waves, swept towards the woman like a roaring beast.

"Sun Fire?"

The woman was engulfed by flames. Although the flames did not hurt her at all, they did cause her movements to stop. Her cold and beautiful face was filled with astonishment.

The powerful aura around him fluctuated briefly under the impact of the blazing heat. It was unknown whether it was due to the influence of the flames or because he realized what kind of power was contained in Ian's flames.

Just now.

A black shadow rose into the sky from the sea of ​​fire.

It was Ian who decisively used his Animagus form and flew into the sky. As soon as he completed the transformation, he felt that all the restraints instantly dissipated like ice and snow meeting the sun.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Ian's movement of flying towards the sky suddenly stopped, as if he had made some decision, and he changed his direction and flew straight towards the woman's face like an arrow.

He still has the moral principle of not hitting people in the face.

and so.

Ian just pecked straight at the woman's head.

Show your magnanimity.

however.

"Damn it! Get away!"

The woman didn't seem to appreciate this. The originally elegant and calm woman had completely lost her previous composure. In a panic, she began to stumble and run while waving at Ian to drive him away.

The action seemed quite awkward.

The panicked escape made the crown tilt a little. However, she ran and he chased her. She had no wings so it was difficult to fly. The raven's sharp beak pecked and carved her head accurately.

In the end, even the forehead was not spared. The raven flipped flexibly and pecked the woman's earlobe again, this time bringing out a drop of silver blood.

The raven swallowed it in one gulp.

immediately.

Soaring into the sky.

The flapping of his wings stirred up the burning golden ashes, and with the help of billowing smoke and diffuse mist, he quickly escaped into the thick dark clouds above his head and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The woman fell to the ground.

The feeling of elegance, nobility and holiness all disappeared, replaced by a mask of pain with bared teeth and big bumps on the head, and her face was full of exasperation.

"God Eater!! It's the dirty Medivh!!!"

The woman shouted and gnashed her teeth, but her tone was full of helplessness and annoyance, as if she thought she was being mercilessly played a trick. She stood up in frustration and stamped her feet helplessly.

Just when the woman was speaking witty and sweet words.

the other side.

Ian had already broken through the clouds and was flying in the misty fantasy, passing through one gathering place of the dead after another, and flew towards the old castle that he was familiar with.

The little wizard didn’t know what was going on. After transforming, he seemed to have “self-contained navigation” and knew clearly how to fly and where to fly to reach his destination.

The strong wind was whistling in his ears, and he flapped his wings hard. Soon, he saw the familiar old castle. The tall and majestic castle looked eerie under the dim sky.

but.

Ian felt at home.

He landed directly in the open space in front of the castle and regained his human form.

Not far away, a giant dragon was lying there. Its huge body was like a small mountain, its scales gleamed coldly in the dim light, and its snoring sounded as loud as thunder.

"Long time no see, big guy." Ian touched the dragon's skin. The dragon was still snoring, but also gently exhaled hot air, as a response to Ian.

Pushing open the heavy door, Ian walked into the castle. The hall was dimly lit and the torches on the wall flickered. He saw Morgan leaning on the bench in front of the dining table with his back to him.

A golden disc was floating in front of the evil woman.

Ian slowly moved closer, but was somewhat surprised to find that the disc showed the scene of his previous confrontation with the woman in the Black Forest. Every detail was crystal clear.

"Teacher, have you been peeping?" Ian couldn't help but ask, his tone still carrying some resentment, but it was only directed at the woman he met in the Black Forest before.

"I should call you teacher, shouldn't I?" Morgan didn't look back, as if he had noticed Ian's arrival. He gently stroked the edge of the golden disc, and the scene switched to the ruins of an ancient Greek temple.

"You are quite capable. Now you don't mess with wizards." Morgan sighed, and his tone seemed to be full of admiration for Ian, but Ian could tell that it was irony.

The little wizard still has the ability to distinguish in this area.

“Who am I meeting?”

Ian couldn't help but ask. He felt that Morgan must know the truth. This evil witch seemed to have many secrets in her heart, even more mysterious than Merlin.

"Who else could it be?"

Morgan said with a smile.

"Congratulations! As a wizard, you have successfully provoked the god of witchcraft and the goddess of witches - Circe." Morgan's eyes revealed a playful expression.

She liked to see Ian's stunned, dazed expression.

"Goo~"

Ian was actually prepared in his heart, but he still couldn't help swallowing. In fact, after he clearly felt the horror of that woman, he realized that he might be facing a dead god. At this time, Ian suddenly thought of the old witch, and he asked Morgan immediately.

"There's also an old witch. She's also a god, right? I think it'll be hard to beat her." Ian was very confident in his own strength, so he felt that those he couldn't beat should be classified as gods.

"god?"

After hearing Ian's guess, Morgan laughed out loud as if she had heard some special joke, without caring about her image. She even touched her belly and patted the table a few times.

"..."

Ian was confused.

And the black witch Morgan gave him the answer after laughing enough.

"You couldn't beat your senior sister. No, you couldn't beat your apprentice's granddaughter. And you even gave her a hand. This is the funniest statement I've heard in recent days!"

Morgan looked like he was laughing so hard that his belly hurt.

The pectoral muscles were twitching.

(End of this chapter)