Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 38: Gryffindor? A guaranteed win

Maybe it wasn't just Ian's illusion.

after all.

Although the witch looked extremely angry, she never chose to take action. She just stared at Pandro and Ariana with her eyes that seemed to be about to spit fire.

"Ian! We're here to save you!"

Pandro held a long sword and looked aggressive.

perhaps.

Only Ariana, who was more attentive, saw that Ian and Mara did not look like prisoners or criminals in the hall, and showed a shameful expression as if she had gotten into trouble.

"Pandro...Ian doesn't look like he was captured..."

She reminded Pandro quietly.

"what?"

Pandro looked puzzled.

"How is that possible! I heard that she loves eating children the most!"

The super heroic swordsman still wants to stick to his own judgment.

"Kakaka~"

This is the sound of the witch Mara gnashing her teeth.

"Sorry, teacher, I forgot to find them and tell them about my situation here." After Ian came to his senses, he quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Get your friends out of my territory!"

The witch transferred some of her anger to Ian, but from her behavior, she might indeed be afraid of Pandro who broke into her territory.

"what?"

Even though Pandro's reaction was slow, he still heard Ian addressing the witch Mara. His eyes suddenly became blank and his face turned visibly redder.

"Did I guess wrong..."

This "old ghost" who looked like a boy was a little at a loss for a moment.

He drew his sword and looked around at a loss.

At this moment, there seems to be a concrete picture.

The previous momentum that seemed to be able to chop down everything has long disappeared.

"Ms. Mara, I'm sorry. We will help you fix it." Ariana was so ashamed that she began to bow and apologize madly to Witch Mara.

"With his empty brain and you, an ignorant little guy? You should be thankful that you can create a chair that people can sit on!"

Witch Mara looked gloomy and turned to look at Ian again.

"Let them go! They are not welcome here!"

Done.

The witch turned around with a grim look and walked into the depths of the castle. Although her dress was not dragged on the ground like a rag, the missing corner was still very conspicuous.

"I don't want to stay here! The monsters are coming again!"

"How horrible! How horrible!"

"He must be trying to murder us again!"

All the tables, chairs and benches followed the long legs and followed behind the witch.

"This woman has such a bad temper!"

Pandro started complaining immediately after the witch left.

"Pandro, please say less. After all, we were wrong. We damaged a lot of her property." Ariana reminded him weakly.

"Well, she tried to arrest me before, so this is at most a draw."

Pandro was somewhat unconvinced.

obviously.

He had dealt with the witch Mara before.

"I don't think Teacher Mara is that bad. She taught me a lot of knowledge." Ian walked to the door with some curiosity. Only then did he see the scene outside clearly.

There were pieces of armor scattered everywhere, and some half-bodied characters were crawling miserably on the ground, trying desperately to get as far away from Pandro as possible.

"Maybe. Or maybe I had a grudge against her when I was alive?"

Pandro spoke with some uncertainty.

Just like Ariana.

The only thing he remembered about his life was that he was waiting for someone here.

But they never waited. The longer they stayed in this mysterious place, the more vague their memories of the mortal world became, until they completely forgot about it, and then they had to embark on the next journey.

"Anyway, we've definitely gotten into big trouble this time."

Ariana sighed anxiously.

"At worst, we can compensate her with a giant dragon, the one we encountered in the north. It looked very ferocious and has only been dead for a few years. It must be much more majestic than these junks."

Although Pandro was still being stubborn, he was also aware that he had made a mistake.

"I'll find a way to make it up to Teacher Mara."

Ian patted Pandro on the shoulder.

He was quite moved by the two people's "rescue" behavior.

No matter how.

Those who care so much about his safety are definitely true friends - of course, perhaps these two friends did not realize that no one can imprison him in this hazy fantasy?
As soon as the time comes.

After all, he will be forcibly sent back to the human world...

"Are you learning magic from Ms. Mara?" Ariana asked curiously.

Ian nodded.

"Teacher Mara is very knowledgeable and has helped me to get ahead of other young wizards at the starting line of learning." He was not saying the compliments against his will.

"very nice."

Ariana felt happy for Ian but also a little envious.

"Perhaps I could bring you some magic textbooks, too."

Ian remembered that Ariana had always been somewhat longing for Hogwarts.

"It's no use teaching her. Magic has no meaning here."

Pandro shook his head and said in a rather proud tone, "You might as well learn swordsmanship from me, and then you can chop whatever you want."

talking.

This superb swordsman also gestured with the ordinary sword in his hand.

"I was once invincible in the Twilight Zone. Even that Godric Gryffindor from your school could only fight me for a few moves!"

Good guy!
And you fought with the founder of Hogwarts?

"Do you know Godric Gryffindor?"

Ian became curious.

Although Teacher Mara seemed very afraid of this friend, how could Teacher Mara compare with Gryffindor? That was the famous Hogwarts Sword Master!
Although there is no document recording how strong Gryffindor's swordsmanship is, he is, after all, a legendary wizard who is evolving towards "Gandalf", and ordinary swordsmen are unlikely to be his match.

"I met him a few years ago, but he left very quickly. That guy was pretty good at swordsmanship, so I remember him."

Pandro raised his head proudly, and began to swing the sword in his hand continuously, performing some cool sword flowers, then turned around and persuaded Ariana to learn swordsmanship from him.

"You have all been dead for who knows how long. Aren't swordsmanship and magic useless?" Ian's little toe was almost cut by Pandro's sword.

"Yes."

Ariana nodded helplessly beside her.

For the soul here.

They are not shy about talking about the fact that they are dead.

"It will come in handy someday, trust me."

Pandro spoke confidently.

"Well, when you took me up the mountain just now, you also asked me to trust you..."

Ariana was beside him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"It's different, it's different."

Pandro laughed awkwardly.

Perhaps it was to change the subject.

He immediately turned around and looked at Ian with bright eyes.

"I heard from Ariana that you started learning magic, so we went to find you a gift for school enrollment. Come and take a look, this is a good thing. I wouldn't waste my time on ordinary people!"

talking.

Pandro took out something from his arms - it was an apple, which looked like it was made of gold and shone brightly even in the dim castle.

It seems like the fragments of the sun left behind in the world, and also like the ingenious masterpiece of the gods.

(End of this chapter)