Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 279 Chapter 278: Ian's Adventure
When everything is calm.

The real Dumbledore said thank you.

For the greater good.

This is definitely not just a slogan.

Rather, Dumbledore knew the choice he would make in any possible situation.

Look back.

The real Dumbledore looked at the two people beside him.

"Legitimate." Snape's voice was poisoned, and he turned to the real Dumbledore, his eyes burning with cold anger. "Has the other version of you stopped caring? Has nothing else to care about?"

Compared to Hermione.

At this time, Snape seemed to have guessed something.

There's just not much to guess.

So he wanted to verify it with Dumbledore, who was suspicious but not that suspicious, but his way of verification was a little special and very characteristic of him.

Dumbledore smiled wryly.

"Professor." Hermione's voice was as light as a feather.

"Who is that person?"

She still felt like she had come across a pirated Dumbledore.

The doubts are the same as Snape's.

"Every wrong choice will create another me." Dumbledore put away his wand, turned around and faced the bronze door that did not continue to spin and walked out of his other self.

"In a sense, he is indeed me - another possible me." Hermione might not understand this answer, but Snape's heart was already in turmoil.

Even the expressionless face couldn't hide the turbulent emotions.

"How could such a thing happen!"

Snape's voice was trembling, and his worldview seemed to be reshaped. He couldn't understand it before Dumbledore explained it, but now that Dumbledore explained it, he could understand it immediately. The Potions professor at Hogwarts was just at a lower level, not not smart, nor did he just not have the way of thinking that a wizard should have.

"This world is big, and so is the universe. There are always many things hidden out there that we don't know about. To be honest, I feel as surprised as you do now."

Albus Dumbledore's voice was as gentle as ever. Just from his expression and demeanor, it was impossible to tell what emotions he was feeling.

"This is more than just a surprise."

Snape covered his head, wishing he was dreaming. If there were no other people here, he would have wanted to slap himself a few times to see if he could wake himself up.

of course.

Although he couldn't do this because there were people around, Snape still pinched his thigh secretly. It was obvious from his skillful look that he had mastered it.

no way.

With a nephew like Ian, of course he would wonder from time to time whether he was living in a dream. The young wizards at Hogwarts simply did not understand the torment Snape had endured over the past year.

"Sigh~"

Due to excessive force.

Snape gasped.

"What's wrong with you, Professor?"

Hermione looked at him in confusion. The perceptive little witch noticed something was wrong with the Potions professor next to her, but she didn't know what caused Snape's abnormality.

The series of events made Hermione a little frightened.

"nothing."

Snape answered expressionlessly, because he was sure that he was not dreaming. He looked at Dumbledore and said, "I don't want to believe such a thing in my mind right now."

"I'm not surprised, I'm shocked and horrified." He spoke his inner thoughts. Hermione was a frightened bird, and he was also scared about what had just happened.

"me too."

Dumbledore smiled warmly in return.

"..."

Snape wanted to hit someone.

But he knew that he couldn't beat Dumbledore and could only be the one who got beaten up. So, after taking a deep breath, he changed the subject.

"That other version of you...what does he mean by abandonment?" This was something Snape still hadn't figured out, and he felt that he could definitely get the answer from Dumbledore.

This is true.

Dumbledore did not answer immediately. His eyes fell on Snape, and he saw that the black-robed wizard was still rubbing his temple calmly - the impostor's invasion obviously left him with sequelae.

and this.

It's another version of what he did.

"Among countless possibilities," Dumbledore finally whispered, "there are always moments when even the most firm of beliefs will be shaken."

“And these fluctuations may give rise to countless different possibilities.” As he spoke, he turned to the bronze door, his eyes flickering slightly and he paused for a moment before continuing.

"This door seems to be able to materialize those shaky possibilities." It has to be said that this is not the theory of parallel universes, but it is far more difficult to understand than the theory of parallel universes.

Anyway, Hermione was completely confused.

Snape frowned for a long time and couldn't figure it out.

"What do you mean by the possibility of being shaken?"

He asked again.

Dumbledore did not seem anxious at all and answered patiently, "You can understand it this way. All the choices we make in our lives have another way of development. We just did not choose it, but it does not mean it is impossible. This door collects those possibilities that have not been chosen."

"It brings these possibilities together and condenses them, and we have the other me we just faced, or it is the collection of all the possibilities that I didn't choose."

Dumbledore made it very clear now.

Even Hermione suddenly realized it.

"How can there be such magic..."

She was horrified.

Snape's moods also fluctuate."

Compared to Hermione.

Snape was even more terrified when he thought about it. He couldn't help but feel terrified when he thought about it. After all, if Dumbledore had made a different choice, Dumbledore now would probably be even more terrifying than he thought before. The world would eventually give birth to a Dark Lord, and it wasn't impossible that the Dark Lord might be Dumbledore?
to be frank.

Snape felt the terror of a true Dark Lord from Dumbledore just now, which is why he is so scared whenever he thinks about it now.

"Is such that."

Dumbledore nodded calmly.

"So, all your shameful thoughts are imprisoned inside?" Snape suddenly sneered. He still didn't realize the real purpose of the bronze door.

"To be more precise," Dumbledore sighed, "it is the possibility that each of us, each of our lives, has rejected, and the part that has been abandoned by this universe."

His words made Hermione's eyes widen, while Snape's eyes flickered.

"I feel like you're not telling the truth."

Snape's intuition made him look deeply at Dumbledore. The silent Dumbledore just looked at him frankly. In the end, it was this double agent who couldn't hold on.

"No matter what you are hiding, I just want to know whether that damn kid Ian has sneaked in here?" Snape looked at the bronze door worriedly.

how to say.

He must have wronged Ian.

Ian didn't enter the bronze door voluntarily at all.

……

While Dumbledore and Snape were still talking outside the gate, Ian had been sucked into the bronze gate for a while. The time flow on both sides was obviously not equal, and Ian didn't know how long he had been lying on the ground.

"Uh, a mental attack when entering the door?"

Ian's fingers twitched slightly.

The salty rain flowed down his neck into his collar. He struggled to hold up his upper body, his fingertips sinking into the wet moss, and the touch felt like grabbing some old phlegm, which was disgusting.

Think of this.

Ian woke up instantly and got up from the ground. He quickly cast cleansing spells on his hands several times. When he cleaned all the dirt on his body and raised his head.

The view is extremely clear.

Because the sun is shining brightly.

It shone on his suddenly contracted pupils, reflecting an unbelievable scene - the thirty-meter-high ferns were like giant emerald umbrellas, and the vines hanging between the umbrellas were thicker than his waist.

The air currents created by a dragonfly flapping its wings could even ruffle his hair!
When a dragonfly's membranous wings are spread out, they are four meters wide!
It feels like the whole world has been magnified!

"Whoo~"

Ian took a deep breath and even felt a little dizzy. Then, there was an earthquake-like sound of footsteps in the distance. A group of sauropod dinosaurs as big as a train were using their long necks to roll down the tender leaves from the tree canopy.

“Oh my god!”

Ian was stunned because he saw a huge dinosaur. Is this really the Jurassic period? He regretted not reading the dinosaur encyclopedia Hermione gave him before.

of course.

Regardless of whether this was the Jurassic period or not, the dinosaurs that were seen were definitely real. Ian, who was in a state of confusion, had not yet digested the information when he suddenly felt the sky darken.

The moment the shadow covered the earth, all the dinosaurs screamed in terror.

And the next moment.

An extremely huge ancient dragon swooped down from the clouds, its dark golden scales gleaming coldly in the rain, and its wings spread out to cover half of the sky. It accurately caught a fleeing giant dinosaur, and its barbed tongue wrapped around the prey and swung it violently - the spine of the Tyrannosaurus Rex made a teeth-grinding sound of breaking.

"Uh, another dragon."

Ian's throat was dry and he was now a little dragon-phobic.

Fortunately, the dragon's vertical pupils suddenly turned towards the fern where he was standing, and the sulfur breath from its nostrils instantly evaporated the rain within a hundred meters radius, but it still didn't seem to be interested in a tiny guy like him.

This saved it from a fatal disaster.

Ian is now able to kill ancient dragons with ease.

"Crunch, crunch.~"

The dragon continued to eat. When its head swept across the ground, Ian could see the pieces of dinosaur meat stuck in the gaps between its teeth. He didn't know whether dragon meat or dinosaur meat was more delicious.

As the saying goes, curiosity arises.

The foodie soul is somewhat uncontrollable.

"I've already entered the door... These creatures shouldn't respawn after they die." Ian thought thoughtfully, looking at the dinosaurs killed by the ancient dragon.

Unlike the restoration images he had seen on TV before, the dinosaur did not have smooth skin, but had a lot of feathers, like a super super super large chicken.

I kind of want to eat roast chicken legs.

Ian was indeed hungry.

He had been trapped in the Forbidden Forest for quite some time.

And just when he was about to snatch the food from the dragon's mouth, the ancient dragon dared to roar at him, and he planned to eat the ancient dragon together with it - suddenly, the ancient dragon stopped eating.

It looked around somewhat uneasily.

The sky began to change.

Ian felt a strong magical aura.

"Wizards? Fantastic creatures?"

Ian looked up at the sky.

The scarlet halo stained the clouds like blood, and thousands of meteors tore through the atmosphere. Those meteorites were not natural meteorites, and Ian could see ancient runes on them that he could not understand.

"wizard!"

Ian could still judge this.

"boom--!!"

The first rune meteorite hit the dragon's back, and the dragon's dark golden scales instantly vaporized, revealing its charred bones. The dragon let out a deafening roar, and its wings set off a terrible hurricane.

just.

But it can't fly.

Nor could he stop the attacks that followed.

Ian stood behind the rotten tree trunk, watching this magical bombardment beyond his cognition. The rune meteorites even caused secondary damage after landing, and they began to wriggle and reorganize like living things.

The peace came together and turned into burning chains that bound the dragon's limbs.

next moment.

The red light in the sky condensed into a giant hand, and a super ancient rune made of lightning appeared on the palm - that was a rune that Ian had only seen on the bronze gate.

It was an ancient spell that he could not fully decipher.

"boom!"

The giant hand grabbed the dragon's tail.

The creature was thrown towards the ground like a mountain of flesh. The shock wave from the impact blew away vegetation within a radius of a kilometer, and Ian felt like he was about to be thrown into the air by the air wave.

"Armor protects me!"

He quickly cast a spell.

Only then did he stabilize his body.

And blocked the rubble that was hitting him.

And it was this trance.

Seven rune chains pierced through the dragon's spine, nailing it to a rift where a lake was surging.

The dying dragon's pupils suddenly turned in one direction, reflecting a dozen black-robed figures floating in the air. Ian was about to exclaim.

The dragon and the wizard disappeared again.

Not a refresh reset.

It seemed that a group of black-robed wizards had hunted down a dragon and left with the spoils - that was a magic that was more covert than Apparition, so Ian couldn't catch them in the blink of an eye.

"What the hell is this place..."

Ian still remembers the time when humans were born. Even wizards could not have existed earlier than humans. Perhaps, those who hunted dragons were the earliest so-called... gods?
"I remember, I remember hearing before that as Medivh, I would go to the Age of Gods!" Ian suddenly thought of something.

Somewhat stunned.

So are those men in black robes really gods?
The little wizard was confused.

At this time, as the weather gradually recovered, the rain began to fall again - this was perhaps an era that was not even recorded in the Hogwarts Library or any history books.

The ancient times when gods danced with dragons.

And Ian.

It was as if I had discovered a secret that the gods had absolutely never known.

They were the first.

Also a wizard.

(End of this chapter)