Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 313: Teacher Raven and the Past

Ian stood in the center of the huge stone house.

Looking at the female Titan sitting on the bed playing games in front of me, she is a three-meter-tall female Titan. In a race where the average height of an individual is hundreds of meters, she is definitely more loli than a loli.

of course.

To put it nicely, she is a loli, to put it bluntly, she is an extremely stunted dwarf - fortunately, the female Titan's body proportions do not look as disproportionate as those of the dwarfs.

She has the perfect body proportions of a normal woman.

"Papa papa ~"

There was the sound of pressing buttons mixed with the movement of fingers poking the screen. The female Titan looked like a senior otaku, holding a peculiar-looking game console in her hand.

Ian didn't care what this strange scene was about.

Because he heard it.

"Good morning, Teacher Raven." The female Titan's voice was soft and lazy, as if she was just greeting an old friend, not a stranger who suddenly broke into her territory.

"Teacher Raven?" He repeated the name, his Adam's apple rolling. Why did the other party call him Teacher Raven? Did he mistake him for the raven again?
This was obviously not the first time since arriving in this strange world.

Even before coming into this world.

Similar situations also occur.

This situation happening again and again is obviously not a coincidence.

Ian was stunned for a moment, his brows slightly frowned: "What... did you call me?"

"Teacher Raven."

The female Titan still didn't look up, her fingers clicking rapidly on the game console.

"I am a human, a wizard from later generations." Ian explained carefully, while constantly observing the expression and demeanor of the female Titan not far away.

He didn't know if the other party's sudden address was an attempt to lower his vigilance. After all, he also turned into a transitional crow after entering this world.

Regardless of misunderstanding.

Or some other reason.

Ian felt the need to correct himself.

The female Titan finally raised her head, her hands still operating the game console, "Okay, I got it, Teacher Raven, it seems that your obsession has finally been fulfilled."

Some words that are not clear.

Ian was speechless for a moment, feeling a little amused and helpless.

"Do you mistake me for someone else?"

He felt something was wrong, the other party looked at him as if he was very familiar. Although Ian had guessed about the relationship between him and Raven, he still subconsciously felt that it was unlikely.

"Perhaps." The female Titan shrugged, her tone maddeningly calm, "But since you are here, it means that fate has linked you with that raven."

Ian opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.

He thought that there might be a conflict in this meeting, maybe even a fight; he also imagined that the other party would be a superior being who would explain everything coldly and ruthlessly.

of course.

It could be an obscure ancient puzzle, or even a peace meeting across races. Or maybe Ian finally found another traveler in this world - all are possible, but he never expected that he would be greeted by a Titan who was addicted to games and called him "Teacher Raven".

Among the thousands of ideas that Ian had in mind before, one of them definitely did not include standing in the boudoir of a Titan girl who was addicted to games and waiting like an ignored visitor.

The atmosphere in the whole room was weird and awkward.

Ian looked around, trying to distract himself.

This room really didn't look like a temple of a god, but more like an ordinary homegirl's bedroom. The walls were covered with dynamic posters, each of which seemed alive, depicting various Pokémon, Digimon, and some creatures he had never seen before. They sometimes blinked, sometimes posed, as if greeting him.

There's more to it than that.

There are other posters.

The character in the magical girl costume is holding a magic wand that changes color with the LED strip on the poster frame. The figurines on the bookshelf on the right are neatly arranged, and the crystal on the chest of a proportional Ultraman model on the top shelf is flashing regularly. Several strings of starry sky lights hang from the ceiling, projecting constellation patterns that are slowly rotating.

It feels like a stay-at-home girl's boudoir combined with a dance hall.

Anyway, the taste is very weird.

But it also has a Japanese otaku culture feel.

"How come you have these?"

Ian couldn't help but ask.

The tip of his wand subconsciously drew a detection rune in the air, and the results showed that these items contained real magical energy, not something that someone else had imagined based on his memory.

Ian also has a sense of vigilance.

But it doesn't seem to have the desired effect.

"That's what a prophet looks like," the female Titan replied casually as she continued to tap on the game console. She tilted her head and her long silver hair cascaded to the floor.

"You told me that. You told me everything." She spoke as if she was talking to an acquaintance, but Ian was sure that this was the first time he had seen this female Titan.

"I told you?"

Ian was stunned.

"When?"

The air in the stone house suddenly became sticky.

Ian felt dizzy.

The words hit Ian's temple like a hammer.

It was as if some important memory was forced into my mind and then quickly pulled out.

Those were not Ian's memories, at least not in his mind, and so when he tried to grasp those fragments they slipped away like sand through his fingers.

"what are you saying?"

His voice unconsciously rose an octave.

"Let me finish this game first, and then we can go on an adventure to a magical world." The female Titan's fingers pressed quickly on the game console, and the pixel man on the screen was chopping down trees.

She shifted into a more comfortable position, letting the hem of her T-shirt slide down to her thighs. She bit her lower lip, staring at the screen with such concentration that she didn't notice Ian's stiff expression.

"??????"

Ian felt like his brain was about to crash. The soles of his boots touched the glowing rune slab and subtle magical fluctuations traveled along the soles of his feet. There was actually air conditioning in this house!

Titan magic version of air conditioning!

"So, the second time traveler is Raven, or there is no second time traveler at all?" Ian's heart was filled with extremely turbulent emotions. He vaguely felt that he seemed to be approaching a certain truth, but that truth seemed to be wrapped in a layer of fog, so he couldn't grasp it.

Ian was still confused.

However, he knew that the female Titan in front of him could definitely tell him a lot of information.

So. "This is not how you play my world..." Ian approached cautiously, preventing possible sneak attacks while observing what game the female Titan was playing.

Say something.

Before he traveled through time, Ian was also a person who loved playing games. However, who could blame him for traveling through time when electronic games were just starting out, and he was an orphan and had no conditions to play games.

This sealed his desire to play games. After all, even if he had enough money to buy a game console, he would not be interested in those newly developed games such as Pac-Man.

Just like a woman who has been protected by an eagle will find it difficult to ride on a chicken's bicycle again, after playing those exquisite games, Ian certainly would not be interested in games like Pac-Man.

“Who could have imagined that in ancient times, there were games that were more playable than those in the 1990s.” Ian recognized at a glance the game that the female Titan was playing—the picture on the screen flashed a pixelated block world—it was a picture that he was very familiar with: “Minecraft”.

not only that.

Ian also noticed that the content displayed on the screen of the game console in the female Titan's hand was not an ordinary "Minecraft" map, but a map of this island!

He suddenly realized that this was not an ordinary game, but a bridge between reality and virtuality. The female Titan was not just playing a game, she was manipulating and shaping the topography of this world! That was not an ordinary "Minecraft" at all. The pixelated island terrain was the strange space he was in now.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~" The female Titan was roughly flattening a forest with a square tool, and in reality, the roar of trees falling was immediately heard outside the stone house.

"You are using it... to modify this world?"

Ian's eyes widened.

"Of course." The female Titan grinned, with a hint of pride in her eyes, "I have the final say in my world."

As she spoke, she dragged the mouse-like cursor roughly, leaving a deep groove on the screen, and the originally flat hill was instantly cut into a cliff.

Her fingertips slid quickly across the screen, and the terrain on the east side of the island began to distort and reorganize.

Ian saw her grab a lake and knead it into the shape of a mountain like crumpling a ball of paper. In reality, a series of earth-shaking geological changes followed.

"I was wondering why this island is so strange. The various landforms look like a patchwork of groans! Playing games also requires rationality."

Ian couldn't help but shout.

"Can you please stop being so reckless?" He just likes to tell other people what to do. It can be seen from the small classes he opened in Hogwarts that he is a person who likes to teach others.

"Don't worry. If it doesn't look good, I can click this one-click restore and then I can rewind time." The female Titan waved her hand, looking indifferent.

"????"

One person was about to ask.

But in the next second.

A long and solemn cry came from outside - it was the huge phoenix!
The female Titan's expression changed instantly. She stood up suddenly, without even having time to put away the game console. She threw it directly on the ground and turned to rush to the door.

"What happened?" Ian hurriedly followed.

"Has someone broken in again? Damn, why are there so many time travelers?" Her voice echoed in the air with a rare hint of tension.

Female Titan as Prophet.

Obviously there were some unexpected things.

"Who shows up? So, this is the real ancient times, not a forsaken fate or something? I thought I was stuck in some kind of cycle again."

Ian was stunned.

His inquiry went unanswered.

Because the female Titan had already run out, Ian was the only one left in the room. He glanced at the game console that was still on, and a line of words engraved with ancient runes suddenly appeared on the screen.

【Titan Core Genesis Terminal】

——Authorization level: Supreme.

Good guy.

So is this the way the Titans created things? Or is it only this weird little dwarf Titan who created the world this way? Ian couldn't help but pick up the game console to check it out out of curiosity.

[Current user: Claire]

[Administrator has intervened: Magical Raven]

When he picked up the game console, a line of words automatically appeared on the display screen.

“????” Ian stared at the screen of the game console, his fingertips hovering over the words [Administrator: Raven]. His heart was beating violently, and he felt his emotions rising and falling again.

"What the hell is this..."

Just when Ian was feeling more and more weird.

boom--!
Suddenly, a deafening phoenix cry was heard outside, and the whole stone house was shaking. Ian looked up suddenly, and almost dropped the game console. He walked quickly to the door, and just as he pushed open the stone door, he saw the female Titan - Claire - walking back in with big strides, holding three golden and red phoenix eggs in her hands, with a smug smile on her face.

"Oh, no one broke in, it's my phoenix laying an egg!" She lifted the egg and shook it, looking very happy, and the lines on the eggshell flowed slowly like lava.

“We can have baked phoenix eggs tonight!”

The female Titan seemed to be showing off.

Ian: “…”

We really don't know each other, right?
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Claire had already rushed into the house and threw the phoenix egg into a stove in the corner. The fire suddenly swelled, and the flames turned from orange-red to blazing white. The eggshell made a slight "crackling" sound in the high temperature, and it actually felt like it was being roasted.

Ian's eye twitched.

That's a phoenix egg!
Just grill it casually?
How could anyone eat it as an egg!

and!

Aren't phoenix eggs only hatched in fire?

"I can give you half."

The female Titan, who was probably named Claire, didn't care about his expression at all. She climbed onto the huge bed and picked up the game console again, operating it quickly with her fingers. The pixel islands on the screen kept changing according to her instructions, and some areas even twisted and reorganized directly, causing the real islands to vibrate.

"you……"

Ian took a deep breath and finally couldn't help but speak.

"So, am I a second incarnation now? My first incarnation was a raven?"

Ian had actually guessed this a long time ago, but he thought it was absurd, so he quickly explained that the other party had recognized the wrong person.

He understands.

He always understood.

"Hmm? Do you still need me to answer this question?" Claire's fingers paused, her purple-gold pupils turned slightly, she glanced at him, and continued to play games with her head down.

"Teacher, you are finally asking the right questions," she said nonchalantly, "but you already know the answer, you just don't want to remember it."

Hear the words.

Ian's chest seemed to be clenched by something. He did feel that something was awakening deep in his soul - some memories that he had deliberately forgotten.

There are some truths hidden in it that he is unwilling to face.

(End of this chapter)