Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 274 273: Bronze Gate! Ancient Dragon!

The moonlight flows between the twisted shadows of the trees.

The fir trees look like toys squashed by invisible hands, and the lines on the bark are as regular as printed patterns. This place is as lifeless as a world made of Lego.

Under the moonlight, the silver-haired old man held the old magic wand that represented power in his hand. The hem of his robe swept across the ground, and the seemingly real rotten leaves dissipated like pixel fragments.

"Headmaster Dumbledore!"

Hermione finally realized what was happening and uttered a cry of surprise. Her wand almost slipped out of her hand, and the dry branches she stepped on made a crisp sound like plastic breaking.

but.

soon.

The crushed material was completely restored again, which was completely different from the rotten leaves under Dumbledore's feet that disappeared directly. Neither she nor Snape could shake the things that existed in this space.

Maybe it has something to do with personality.

after all.

Albus Dumbledore did not perform any magic as he moved about.

"Why are you here?" Snape looked at Albus Dumbledore with some vigilance in his eyes, and he never put down the wand in his hand.

Perhaps it was because Albus Dumbledore's words had overturned his understanding of Albus Dumbledore, or perhaps it was because of his sensitivity as a double agent that made him more vigilant than ordinary people.

In short.

After getting over the initial shock and coming to his senses, Snape did not completely believe in the Albus Dumbledore in front of him. After all, there are many ways in this world to become someone else.

For example, polyjuice decoction.

This is the most common method of changing into someone else. It is a potion made from lacewings, leeches, sap grass, two-eared grass, ground into powder the horn of a two-horned beast, fragments of African tree snake skin, and a little bit of the person you want to change into. After drinking it, you can change into the appearance of another person.

For example, the Animagus Transfiguration Charm and the Metamorphosis Charm, which Snape knew very well. After all, there was a descendant of the Metamorphosis Charm in the school who could also cast the Metamorphosis Charm.

God knows how many wizards there are in this world who can transform their bodies - for Snape, the sudden appearance of Albus Dumbledore in the Forbidden Forest was indeed a bit too weird.

Even Hermione knew Albus Dumbledore's living habits, so how could Snape not know? Even if he heard the dragon's roar, he shouldn't have met him by such a coincidence after rushing over, right?
Therefore.

Snape, who thought too much, was suspicious of Albus Dumbledore in front of him.

And about that.

Albus Dumbledore could certainly feel it clearly.

"Severus, do you remember our agreement?" He didn't care about it. After all, he also had other ways to verify his identity and gain Snape's trust.

"of course I remember."

Snape's eyes flickered.

"Very good. I hope you have been fulfilling your promise to me seriously." Albus Dumbledore acted as a riddler again, leaving Hermione with a blank look and not knowing what the two were talking about.

but.

Snape breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

"What are you doing here?" He verified the other party's identity. After all, only he and Dumbledore knew about this agreement. If others wanted to know, they had to either use Legilimency on him or Dumbledore.

"Ashamed to say that."

Dumbledore raised his half-moon glasses and wiped them. His blue eyes behind the lenses sparkled with curiosity. "Like you, I was drawn here by the unusual vibrations in this forbidden forest."

His voice was as mellow as mead, but it made Snape feel inexplicably uneasy - Snape held his wand tightly in his hand, and the light flashing in his eyes was full of doubt and suspicion.

"You just said that even you are trapped here. Could it be that even you can't break such a magic?" It has to be said that this is definitely something that makes Snape think about it carefully.

To know.

in his cognition.

Albus Dumbledore is already the most powerful wizard in the world. If even Albus Dumbledore says that it cannot be cracked, then who else in the world can crack such magic?

Such a magic.

What kind of horrible life could have displayed this power?
The more you think.

Snape became more and more frightened.

Compared to his emotional changes, Hermione was simply shocked - after all, she was just a little witch who had just entered the magical world.

My knowledge of Albus Dumbledore was limited to the descriptions in books, just like a student reading an article about how powerful a head of state was.

After all, she had never experienced it herself, nor had she personally come into contact with it. Hermione knew that Albus Dumbledore was very strong and was the most powerful wizard in the world.

but.

Compared to those children from pure-blood families, she still doesn't have much knowledge about this kind of power, so she hasn't formed the impression that Albus Dumbledore is "omnipotent". This can actually be seen from Hermione's views on Albus Dumbledore in the first grade of the original timeline and later.

"What is our current situation, professors?" Hermione just wanted to understand the current situation, and Albus Dumbledore made her feel a little more at ease.

after all.

The books say that Albus Dumbledore is the most powerful and reliable.

"This place is like a... secret place? In any case, I'm afraid this is not the magic we are familiar with." Dumbledore's words made the air freeze instantly.

"What do you mean?" There was a rare hint of urgency in Snape's voice.

"look."

Albus Dumbledore looked at his Potions professor, who pointed to a group of trees in the distance. The patterns on the tree trunks looked so weird that they looked like they were copied and pasted.

"Some force created this place, but it is not powerful enough to simulate our reality more. It can only make such a crude and crude copy of reality."

"Whatever this is, it must have just awakened." Dumbledore did not answer directly, but said something that made Snape feel inexplicably uneasy.

"What is being revived?"

he asked hurriedly.

Hermione's breathing also became rapid.

"You're saying this could be some kind of paranormal phenomenon?"

Before entering Hogwarts, this little witch must have loved reading books such as "Unsolved Mysteries of the World", so she regarded what the old headmaster said as a supernatural phenomenon.

of course.

The wizard himself is a representative of the supernatural.

"This is what I just said, the mystery we need to solve." Dumbledore's smile was unfathomable. He turned sideways and gently stroked the trunk of a tree next to him.

"It's interesting because you don't know, isn't it?"

The old headmaster's tone was really not anxious or serious at all. Instead, there was a sense of novelty in his voice as if he had discovered something unknown. Perhaps he knew something that neither Snape nor Hermione knew.

if not.

There is a little wizard here.

He would definitely not be as relaxed and natural as he is now. I just don't know why he didn't choose to tell the two of them. Maybe there is some unspeakable reason.

of course.

It is also possible that this Albus Dumbledore is just a false fantasy.

Originated from Snape's brain.

That's why I know about the agreement that Snape knew about.

Who can tell clearly?

Hermione nodded thoughtfully, but Snape's expression changed even more. "This may be related to Ian. He went to challenge the creature that made the noise."

have to say.

It's really touching that the old uncle still cares about Ian.

Too bad Ian isn't here either.

It is invalid and touching.

"We don't have to worry about Ian at all." Dumbledore suddenly chuckled, "This descendant of yours is not a weakling. He has a vitality and strength far beyond your imagination."

"I believe that even if we die here, he will live well." The old principal obviously knew more than the other two, so his words came from the heart.

Speaking of strength.

The old principal was not sure whether he could fight against the current Ian.

"This……"

Snape's expression changed even more dramatically. Dumbledore's words shocked Snape. He didn't know that Albus Dumbledore didn't care about Ian's life or death.

Or does he really have such strong faith in Ian?

If the latter.

That really made him confused and uncertain.

"Um, can we not die?" Hermione interrupted weakly. After all, she was still a child, and she had an innate and strong fear of the topic of death.

Dumbledore turned to her, his eyes blinking happily: "Of course, dear. Death will only come when you are ready. This is a special right belonging to you little wizards."

His words have a deeper meaning.

But Hermione felt a little confused.

I don't understand.

The corners of Snape's mouth twitched.

"Now is not the time for bad jokes, Albus."

The Potions Professor also felt that Headmaster Dumbledore was making a humorous prank.

"Ok."

Dumbledore took out a pocket watch from his robes. The pointer on the dial flew backwards. Each scale was engraved with a different map of the Forbidden Forest. The moment the cover popped open, countless golden lights shot out in all directions.

Like an investigation.

"If we want to solve the mystery here, we have to know the meaning of its existence. After all, it deliberately trapped the three of us together. It can't be that it wants to listen to my bedtime story."

This is real dark humor.

Hermione stared.

Snape, who had a stern face, had a twitching eye.

……

At the same time, on the other side, deep in the forbidden forest, a strange rift suddenly stretched across the land, as if it had been torn apart by some great force. In the center of the rift, a huge bronze door stood tall, half-open, with chaotic mist flowing out of the crack, sometimes turning into distorted human figures, and sometimes scattering into stardust.

It seems to be connected to some indescribable time and space.

Ian stood in front of the valley.

His eyes reflected the chaos surging inside the door.

At his feet was an ancient dragon that had lost its life. Its huge body was like a hill, and its dark golden scales still shone with a metallic luster even after death.

The giant beast under his feet once had wings that covered the sky, but now it was hanging like a rag in the cracks of the rocks. Its huge body was enough to make the current hybrid dragons look like small vegetables.

Yes.

This is the ancient dragon.

The purest blood dragon.

"Gate of Time and Space?" Ian whispered to himself, his wand gently turning at his fingertips. Beside him, dragon blood was winding into a river on the charred land, emitting a pungent smell mixed with sulfur and rust.

It is clear.

This kind of ancient dragon cannot exist in the present era, so it is reasonable for the young wizard to suspect that there is an ancient time and space behind the bronze door. Otherwise, it cannot explain why a dragon would come out of it.

"I'm not disturbing history, it's history that's looking for me and I'm willing to accept it." Ian squatted down and was about to use the decomposition spell to collect the precious materials of the dragon - dragon crystal heart, ancient dragon marrow, immortal scales, all of which are out-of-print potion materials. However, just as his wand lit up.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from inside the bronze door!

Another dragon roared. It was extremely angry. The sound wave hit like a substance, the gravel on the ground trembled and floated in the air, and Ian's robe was lifted by the wind, rustling.

He looked up sharply.

Countless twisted lights and shadows loomed in the chaos, as if thousands of hands were scratching in the folds of time and space. As the chaotic mist inside the door surged violently, an equally huge ancient dragon flapped its wings and flew out!

The sound is huge and the body is full of oppression.

The dragon's eyes were like two burning suns, so hot that it was almost impossible to look directly at them. It looked down at Ian, and an orange-red light shone deep in its throat - a sign that the dragon's breath was ready to burst forth.

"Again?"

Ian raised an eyebrow.

Apparently I had a similar experience before.

"Then let me collect double the materials and win twice." Ian didn't feel tired at all. The magic power around him was as vast as the abyss, constantly fighting against the pressure of the dragon.

"Roar!"

The dragon opened its bloody mouth, and white flames gushed out like a torrent! Ian did not retreat but advanced, his wand drew a perfect arc - he robbed the dragon of its control over the flames.

Grindelwald would surely be pleased to be here.

pity.

No one witnessed it.

There is no audience.

The dragon's breath that should have burned him to ashes suddenly solidified in mid-air, and then surrounded Ian like a tamed beast. Then Ian stirred the flame on his wand and pounced on the dragon.

not only that.

Ian also added his famous skill, the Shadowless Storm, to this magic. Countless invisible blades condensed in the air. They had no substance, but were more deadly than the sharpest blades in the world. In the flames, the scorching heat distorted the air, and the dragon's body was torn apart by invisible blades wherever the Shadowless Storm swept past.

The ancient dragon's magic resistance is very high.

but.

Who makes Ian a legend?

It roared in pain and struggled frantically, but was unable to break free from the cage of fire. While struggling desperately, the dragon let out a final shrill wail.

"Boom~"

The huge body fell to the ground with a loud bang, shaking the earth.

"The second head."

Ian just put down his wand with satisfaction.

I turned around and found out.

The first dragon he had killed seemed to have disappeared silently - not only that, before the young wizard could react, he wondered if a thief had stolen his achievements.

The huge body fell to the ground with a loud bang, shaking the earth.

"Roar--!!!"

Another dragon roar.

Another giant dragon flew out.

This time.

Ian's focus shifted.

and so.

He saw it - the giant dragon he had killed was completely transformed into nothingness. Looking at the giant dragon flying out again, Ian also discovered a shocking fact with an expression of disbelief.

perhaps.

He was fighting the same dragon the whole time?
(End of this chapter)