Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 276 Chapter 275: Death and Accident
Deep in the forbidden forest.

In the devastated area, the moonlight cast mottled shadows on the bronze door. The charred land and cracked rocks all showed that a fierce battle had taken place here. Ian stood in front of the valley, his green eyes staring at the huge bronze door. He was like an ant in front of the hundreds of meters high bronze door.

"Wu Xie is here and he has to call me an expert... I'm afraid he has to take out his black donkey hoof and pretend to be nervous." He muttered to himself, thinking of a novel he had read before. The bronze door stood tall, and the door frame was densely engraved with runes - not just runes, but also various ancient magic runes intertwined.

Those runes and strange magic symbols were stacked up layer upon layer, some of the incisions were so deep that the bones could be seen, while others flickered like flowing mercury. The whole thing looked like some kind of hodgepodge of magical languages ​​that made up the magical power of this bronze door.

"What on earth is this thing?"

Ian reached out his hand and lightly touched the door with his fingertips. It felt cold and smooth, but he couldn't tell what material it was made of. There was a slight tremor in the cold touch. The material of this door was neither like ordinary metal, nor like stone or anything else. Ian couldn't find any adjective to describe the touch.

Maybe it really belongs to the natural world, or even a substance unknown to the alchemy world? Ian felt that the material of the bronze door was more like some kind of solidified magical creation.

Ian tried again to use magic to influence the gate.

One of his best magics was black magic and transfiguration. Since it had been proven that black magic had no effect on the bronze door, Ian began to try to use transfiguration to turn it into other objects, wanting to see if the door could shake his extraordinary characteristics.

"Transform quickly!"

Ian's magic flowed through the gate, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, not even the rust on the surface of the bronze door could be shaken. He could feel the magic power used for transfiguration dissipating in an instant.

Has the property of being immune to magic?
Not appropriate.

This bronze door itself exudes a very strong magical aura. If there is really a material that is immune to magic, then according to the theory of alchemy, it must be unable to carry any other magic.

in other words.

It is the bronze gate that is now located deep in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts. I don’t know if it was exposed because the valley was shattered by an earthquake. It has a contradiction that is impossible in the field of alchemy.

“Has there been an earthquake before?”

Ian didn't pay much attention to these things, and he had no memory of them happening, but he had been away from Hogwarts for a while after all, and there might have been an earthquake in this time and space when he was in the past - regardless of whether there was an earthquake or not, according to common sense, this bronze door should have been sealed and not activated before.

If not.

The professors from Hogwarts, as well as the old headmaster and his good brother, should not have failed to notice something strange here. It is impossible that Ian, who likes to wander around in the Forbidden Forest, only heard the dragon's roar today. It is obvious that he only noticed something strange now because some reason caused the sealed bronze door to reappear.

Before reappearing.

It is unknown how long it has been buried in this valley, and there must be some means in the valley to prevent others from discovering anything strange when it is sealed.

Think of this.

Ian's attention also shifted to the valley.

He put on his flying cloak and rose into the air like Doctor Strange, his light green eyes scanning the various hidden places in the cracked valley.

"No, someone destroyed the valley where the bronze gate was originally sealed?"

Ian discovered something very strange at this time, because the cracks in the entire valley were too regular, as if they were torn apart precisely by some force rather than a collapse caused by "time" or a natural earthquake.

"Who would do such a thing, and why would they do such a thing?" He whispered to himself, then waved his wand and flew quickly towards the depths of the crack in the valley.

Inside are various rocks that have not seen the light of day for who knows how many years.

The rock walls on both sides gradually showed unnatural patterns. Those seemingly ordinary cracks, upon closer inspection, were engraved with magic words in many places, as he expected.

The entire valley.

In the area that emerged after the valley split open, there were countless huge magic words engraved in it, and even some of the stones inside were set into specific shapes. They were like blood vessels that spread throughout the mountain, some were dim, and some were flickering slightly, as if they were still functioning.

These stones might be carvings, or they might have been transformed with magic. Ian couldn't make a clear judgment on this. He couldn't even fully identify all the magic runes, just like he couldn't effectively interpret what effect the hodgepodge of magic runs on the bronze gate could produce when put together.

"I'm just not knowledgeable enough." Ian couldn't help but sigh. The magic runes he saw now were just a hodgepodge like the ones on the bronze gate.

Perhaps both were done by the same person. Regardless of the situation, Ian could tell from the magic runes he could identify that, just as he had guessed before, the entire valley was a huge "container", a sealing facility used to carry and suppress the operation of the bronze gate.

Maybe a reserved facility?

Ian felt like he was going to become one of his classmates who were completely clueless about magic. After all, he had only been in school for one year and it was impossible for him to learn all the knowledge in the wizarding world. In fact, even if he had a famous teacher, it would definitely not take him ten or twenty years to learn all the magic knowledge in the world.

It's like Muggle science.

The development of wizard magic is much older than the development of science. Although it has stagnated in recent years, countless branches of magic have evolved over the long years. A wizard cannot learn all branches in his lifetime, just like a scientist cannot master all scientific fields no matter how powerful he is.

Human beings have limits.

The same is true for people as talented as Ian and Einstein. Even if they are not human, it would take a long time for an individual to learn even if they forget to eat and sleep to read all the wizard's knowledge.

It's like this even if the knowledge is right in front of you, not to mention that some knowledge has been lost for many years and it's impossible to find it and study it.

Therefore.

Ian doesn't waste time on himself either.

If you don’t know me, then you don’t know me.

He is still young.

There is still a bright future to study. Ian continued to go deeper along the crack, and more and more runes came into view. Some he recognized - the runes of "binding", "cycle", and "time"; some were completely unfamiliar, like some older magical language, and even mixed with weird graffiti that did not seem to be symbols from this world.

"What a big deal..."

Ian's eyes flashed with amazement. Being able to transform the entire valley into an alchemical creation and even carve such a complex sealing system, this level of alchemy was far beyond his imagination.

Even Nicolas Flamel probably couldn't do it. Well, if the real old professor were here, he would be very happy. After all, only masters know how boring the lonely life of masters is.

And at this time.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a familiar dragon roar came from behind.

Ian looked back and saw the chaotic vortex in the bronze gate surging again. The head of the ancient dragon suddenly popped out, and its ferocious dragon eyes flashed with a mixture of madness and fear.

"You have brains, but not much brains?"

Ian saw the dragon, and the dragon also saw Ian. This time the dragon still chose to flee, but in the opposite direction of last time.

Maybe in its opinion.

Could the opposite direction allow it to avoid the outcome just now?

Ian felt that it was a little unavoidable.

It turns out.

He was the smartest creature in this valley. The huge dragon's body swept over the treetops, but the next second, the dragon stopped at the edge again. Its scales began to peel off.

Withering like dead leaves.

The exposed flesh shrank and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dragon's wings were still flapping vigorously, but cracks had already appeared on its bones, and finally it completely shattered with a shrill wail. The entire dragon was once again washed away by the invisible torrent of time, and in just a few seconds it turned into ashes that drifted in the night wind.

“As expected.”

Based on previous observations, Ian guessed that there was an invisible force field around the bronze gate, and the creatures that walked out of it could only move within this invisible force field.

Anything beyond that is no longer protected by this position.

"Immortality in captivity is crueler than death."

The young wizard sighed softly.

Take a turn.

With a tap of his wand, Ian began to copy the runes on the rock wall one by one. Light blue magic threads flowed out from the tip of his wand, clinging to the runes like living things.

They were completely imprinted in Ian's mind. Excellent wizards all have their own techniques for memorizing knowledge, and Ian chose the shortcut of using magic to memorize.

There is magic but it is not used.

Still wasting your own brain cells?

How self-destructive.

Arranging these runes.

Ian once again discovered runes related to death.

Could this be a coincidence?

Of course not likely.

"So? The God of Death created this gate?" Ian couldn't help but use his imagination. It made sense. After all, the God of Death once created the Three Hallows of Death.

He can also make alchemy.

And as God.

It also makes sense to create something beyond the scope of human alchemy.

of course.

This is just Ian's guess.

Runes related to the god of death may not necessarily be the work of the god of death. They may also be written by people who believe in the god of death. It is also possible that the operation of this bronze door may rely on the power of the god of death.

"Roar!"

Again.

Looking back at the dragons that kept appearing over and over again, Ian felt that the latter possibility was also possible. But in any case, the rune representing the god of death appearing here was by no means meaningless.

The dragon changed direction and flew in a third direction.

This time.

Still the same ending.

Ian is a little tired of watching it.

After the last set of runes was copied, Ian put away his wand. Ian had basically memorized all the runes inside the mountain. Only then did he turn around and fly to the location of the bronze gate.

"Who made this thing? Could it be made by the god of death?" Ian stared at the runes related to the god of death. He was not sure whether this was related to the god of death.

In front of the little wizard, the huge door still stood silently, and chaotic mist flowed slowly through the crack of the door, as if silently mocking his ignorance.

Just as he was thinking, the vortex on the bronze door suddenly spun violently, and the chaotic mist began to surge violently, as if something was struggling to rush out from behind the door.

"here we go again!"

Ian sighed helplessly, raised his wand instantly, and the tip of the wand emitted a dazzling blue light.

The next second, a huge dragon head suddenly emerged from the whirlpool, and its ferocious dragon eyes stared at him. However, before it could come out, Ian's wand blocked its nostrils.

"Get back!"

Ian waved his wand without hesitation, and a violent torrent of magic burst out and hit the dragon's head directly. The dragon let out a painful roar and fell backwards.

This also caused its huge body that was about to break out to fall back into the bronze door - the whirlpool completely submerged it, and just when Ian thought that this might be the fastest way to get rid of the dragon.

"Boom~"

The vortex inside the bronze door suddenly accelerated, and a terrifying suction force burst out! It didn't suck in gravel or other things, but only sucked Ian who was standing in front of it.

Perhaps it was not because Ian was studying it, but because Ian interfered with its normal operation - the act of driving the dragon back just now seemed to have triggered some mechanism of this bronze gate.

"Um?!"

Ian's body suddenly leaned forward, his feet plowing two deep grooves on the ground, but he still couldn't resist the force. He immediately waved his wand and tried to use magic to stabilize his body.

"Gravity anchor!"

The magic just formed.

It was instantly disintegrated by the power of the vortex. Not only that, Ian cast several spells in succession, but none of them could resist this suction force, and all the magic formed by the magic power would be disintegrated.

"Tsk..." Ian's expression finally changed. His body was pulled by an irresistible force, sliding towards the bronze door little by little. Various spells burst out from his mouth one after another.

The magical light exploded into brilliant sparks in the suction, but was swallowed up in an instant.

"Damn it! I won't do that again!"

The little wizard felt a little regretful.

Even after putting on seven or eight flying cloaks, he was still unable to offset the suction of the bronze gate. He moved closer and closer to the vortex inside the gate, and was slowly swallowed up by the vortex.

"I hope it's not the Jurassic era..." Ian couldn't help but pray in his heart. Before he finished speaking, his figure completely disappeared in the vortex. The bronze door slowly closed, the vortex subsided, and the forbidden forest returned to silence again, except for the mess on the ground and the aftermath of magic in the air.

It was as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)