Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 310 309: Ancient Phoenix, the Mystery of Ian
Yes.

Phoenix.

A super huge phoenix.

Ian stood at the top of the remains of the bell tower.

The morning breeze blew through his slightly messy hair.

The wind blew from the sea, bringing with it a salty and humid smell.

His legendary eyesight could penetrate the morning mist and clearly capture a strange light on the skyline - at first just a small dot on the sea level.

however.

This small dot expanded rapidly within a few breaths, so that Ian could see it more and more clearly - it was a huge creature that could not be measured by common sense.

The wingspan was several times wider than the largest airplane in the city, and the whole body seemed to be burning with a golden-red flame that would never go out. There was no trace of burning sensation, but instead it emitted a soft and warm light.

The tail feathers dragged out a long trail of flames, drawing a brilliant arc of light in the air.

Every time it flaps its wings.

Ripples spread in the air.

It was as if the space itself was trembling.

And every time it flaps its wings, it creates huge waves tens of meters high on the sea surface.

It seems to drive the rhythm of the wind.

What’s even more amazing is that in the path it flies, countless starlight falls from its feathers, forming a dazzling path of light on the sea, and pearl-like spots of light jump on the crests of the waves.

"That is."

Ian's pupils contracted slightly.

As the giant phoenix approached, he was not the only one who noticed something unusual.

The first to notice something was the flash sparrows that were foraging in the ruins. They suddenly took to the air and chirped rapidly. Then, some herbs in the backyard of the medicine shop suddenly bloomed with dazzling light.

Swaying in the wind.

As if responding to something.

At the same time, the residents of the town also looked up at the sky.

"Look! What's that on the horizon?"

The blacksmith's loud voice instantly woke up half of the town. People poured into the streets like a tide, and all the sleepy faces glowed with amazing brilliance after seeing the scene in the sky.

"No way... Is it Master Phoenix?!"

"It's really her! When I was a child, my grandmother told me that every fifty years, the Phoenix God would fly over the island and bring blessings."

"Look at the holy fire on its feathers! My grandfather said that it is a divine flame that can cleanse all diseases!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, inform everyone, the Phoenix God has arrived!"

A white-haired old woman stood in front of the door with a cane, tears glistening in her eyes: "I have lived for eighty-nine years, and finally I see her again...Master Fengshen is back."

Even the usually steady mayor was so excited that his white beard trembled. He took off the phoenix feather amulet hanging around his neck and said, "Thank God, our ancestors have blessed us... This time it happened two years earlier."

The crowd on the street began to stir.

The adults who were busy repairing the house, the children who were playing and sleeping, and the elderly who were taking a walk all stopped what they were doing and looked up at the huge figure that was gradually approaching.

"Mom, that bird is so beautiful!" A child pulled his mother's hand and pointed to the sky.

“Shh—” Mother quickly squatted down and said softly, “That’s Master Phoenix God. You can’t speak loudly. You must pray devoutly.”

"Lord Phoenix God, please bless us!" A fisherman knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together and put his forehead on the ground.

"May your light shine forever on our home." Another old man whispered.

People put down their work one after another.

Kneel down.

His face was filled with awe and gratitude.

Including those unruly fighting magical beasts.

Like humans, they spontaneously lined up in neat rows, with their hands or legs crossed in front of them, making some kind of ancient prayer gesture.

Xiaoya pulled Odin to kneel in the front row. The little boy's eyes were wide open and his mouth opened into an "O" shape.

"That's a wizard too! I know!"

Odin spoke to his sister.

"That's the Phoenix God."

Xiaoya tries to correct her brother.

"No! That's the wizard! I can...see it!"

Odin still insisted on his own opinion.

He kept following his sister's prayer gestures, but his eyes were kept wide open, staring at the second figure in the sky that shocked him.

Different from other magical animals.

There is certainly magic in the magical animal companions of the other residents.

but.

Odin, however, felt that there was a huge difference - the difference between the magic of wizards and the magic of magical creatures lies in the "infinite possibilities" that only he can see, and perhaps only he can perceive.

In this regard.

Xiaoya, who had no perception at all, could only sigh helplessly.

I don't understand what my brother is saying.

She and other residents knelt down devoutly to the giant phoenix that appeared.

This is understandable. After all, this town has always had stories about legendary magical animals guarding the island, so they naturally have faith in the patron saint of the island.

Even if the target of this belief is just a magical animal. The whole town seemed to fall into silence, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind and the slight vibration of the phoenix's wings cutting through the air.

The phoenix slowly flew over the town. Its huge body covered half of the sky. The sunlight shone through its translucent feathers, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

Like a flowing painting.

"Such a powerful magical fluctuation..." Ian also felt the legendary magic power in the giant phoenix, which was far more powerful than the "Rayquaza" he encountered in the storm before.

That's ancient.

Holy magic.

The degree to which the small phoenix of the Dumbledore family could not be compared at all - how should this gap be described? It is probably equivalent to the gap between domestic chickens in later generations and their ancestor dinosaurs?

Perhaps the gap is even bigger.

after all.

These are magical animals, not ordinary animals.

The phoenix hovered gracefully above the town, the wind from its wing tips as gentle as a mother's hand. Following a long and clear cry, countless points of light fell like spring rain.

Where these points of light touch.

Miracles began to happen.

Its power seems to have incredible healing abilities, not only can it heal the hidden injuries left on magical animals and people, but it can even heal inanimate objects.

This was clearly not just magic, but more like a rule. The first to recover were the houses that had collapsed due to the storm. The tiles on the roofs began to automatically return to their original positions, the broken beams and columns were reassembled, and the cracks on the walls disappeared like water drops. The church bell tower that had been in ruins.

Now it shines with a brand new luster in the sun. Even those buildings that have been burned to charcoal are constantly being repaired, and even the beams and pillars that have been completely burned suddenly make crisp sounds of wooden skeletons growing.

Emerald green vines sprouted from the rubble and weaved into new window frames at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the charred wall.

The bricks burned into powder automatically arranged themselves.

Golden slime seeped out of the cracks, repairing the cracks and making them look like new. The floating wreckage in the harbor was lifted up by an invisible force and reassembled into a sturdy fishing boat like building blocks manipulated by a giant hand. "This is truly a miracle of magic."

The bell tower that was melted by the dragon's breath also re-condensed like a reverse movie. Even the bronze bell under Ian's feet, which had become a puddle of "mud", quickly returned to its original appearance.

It even looks newer than before.

The rust faded away, and finally there was a "clang" sound automatically. The sound waves created golden ripples in the air, just touching Ian's face, allowing Ian to clearly feel the magical structure contained in it.

"Repairing spell?"

Ian was a little surprised and shocked. He sensed some familiar magical aura, but it was different. This "repair magic" could obviously repair even life.

Yes.

Even the ordinary trees affected by the battle began to grow wildly.

The branches are instantly filled with all kinds of fruits.

The trees on both sides of the street also came alive in an instant. The withered yellow leaves turned emerald green, and the flowers bloomed one after another, with a very strong fragrance. Even the ancient well in the center of the town, which had been dry for a long time and was now destroyed by the previous war, began to gush out clear spring water.

"Ah! My flower garden has come back to life!"

An elderly gardener trembled as he touched the newly bloomed roses.

Tears rolled down her cheeks.

"The blessing from the Phoenix God!"

The old pharmacist kissed the ground with tears in his eyes.

"My herb garden. Look at it!"

In the medicine garden that had not been destroyed in the battle, the delicate herbs were undergoing amazing changes.

The moon grass grew to the size of an arm.

The patterns on the leaves form ancient runes.

The Star Vein Grass, which originally needed the nourishment of music, began to sing ethereal songs by itself. Even the locked Nightmare Mandragora became quiet and bloomed pure white flowers.

This is clearly an evolution for plants.

Even Ian was stunned when he looked over - it was truly beyond his understanding of potion materials. At the same time, he also roughly understood why the potion materials in this place were so amazing.

According to what some residents said before, this huge phoenix appears every few decades, and every time this phoenix appears it can bring about an evolution for the magical plants here.

Can be imagined.

As long as the time span is large enough.

Just ordinary weeds.

It is estimated that it can also become a high-level potion material that makes Ian jealous - it can only be said that the power of this phoenix is ​​truly extraordinary, and no wizard in later generations dared to imagine that there is such a magical animal.

True.

The creation of some advanced potion materials in the wizarding world requires the participation of some magical animals, however, that is only a specific symbiotic relationship.

Magic like this that can directly grant plants evolution has never been studied even among the wizarding community, and they all think it is a magic that is unlikely to be researched.

Ian had never had this idea before.

And now.

The appearance of the giant phoenix seemed to reveal to him another direction hidden in the cultivation of ancient magic potions - of course, the magic fluctuations and structure of this kind of magic were completely different from those of wizards.

Maybe it only belongs to Fantastic Beasts.

And it only belongs to this unique giant phoenix. Ian doesn't know the answer yet, but this is not an excuse for him not to study it. He has to try it before he can know the answer.

"I can also turn into a bird. What if I can replicate this operation?" Ian secretly memorized the structure of this magic and prepared to explore and study it in the future.

"This... is this the gift from Lord Phoenix?" Some young people who had never seen this magical animal widened their eyes, unable to believe what they saw.

The phoenix cried.

Tiny specks of light kept falling among its feathers.

It fell on the ground, in the water, and on people's shoulders. Everyone who touched the light felt a warm energy flowing into their body, their fatigue dissipated, and their soul was soothed and extremely peaceful.

The most shocking thing was the central square - the originally pitted and charred ground turned into a crystal field, and each crystal contained a dancing flame. Ian flew to the square and squatted down to touch one of the crystals. He immediately felt a warm current flowing through his body, sweeping away the fatigue from last night's battle.

This is clearly a "miracle" blessing?
The legendary magical creature actually used its own power to create a natural alchemical creation in this square. The complex structure contained in it made Ian amazed.

"This is different from the alchemy I know." Ian was also a man who was eager to learn. When faced with the knowledge from ancient times, he immediately began to copy and study it.

But no one stopped him.

No one criticized him for not bowing down to the Phoenix, which was considered blasphemy. The residents here had little idea of ​​what magic was, and it was reasonable for Ian, as an outsider, not to revere the Phoenix God.

Seeing the huge phoenix quickly transform the entire town into a new look, and even undergoing a special upgrade, the residents of the town were deeply moved.

"Thank you, Master Fengshen!"

There were cheers and cries from the crowd.

It was a cry of emotion.

Children jumped excitedly to chase the falling lights, while the elderly put their hands together and kowtowed to the sky with tears in their eyes. The whole town was immersed in an indescribable sacredness and joy.

"Hmm? You came to see me?"

Ian stood in the square.

He looked up at the huge phoenix that was staring at him.

There was no hostility in the phoenix's eyes, but a profound feeling. It gently flapped its wings, and a golden feather floated down from the sky, slowly landing on the steps in front of Ian. The golden feather shone softly in the sun. There was a warm and sacred breath in the air.

It seemed as if time had stopped at this moment.

The townspeople all looked over.

"looking for me?"

Ian frowned slightly, and when his eyes met those molten gold pupils, a warm mental wave gently touched the barrier of his consciousness.

Not an aggressive breakout.

A polite request like knocking on the door is the spiritual power of initiating a friendly request for "communication".

"interesting."

Ian slightly relaxed his usually tense mental defenses, and in an instant, an ethereal and gentle voice sounded in his mind.

"Catch me, Raven."

There was no extra explanation, only a firm and clear intention. Ian felt a little confused, but he did not hesitate, stretched out his hand and tightly grasped Phoenix's thigh.

"..."

Phoenix was visibly stunned.

However, it still activated the ability that belonged to the phoenix. The townspeople were still discussing the miracle in the square, but suddenly they saw a vortex of fiery red flames appear.

There was a slight breeze and a low humming sound.

Both the phoenix and the boy disappeared.

"What just...happened?"

"Where's Ian?!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

People looked up at the newly appeared square in front of them, but found that there was only a wisp of red light that had not yet dissipated, flickering a faint afterglow in the setting sun.

A heroic boy.

Along with the legendary phoenix.

Has disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)