Daily News: The Prophet of Hogwarts

Chapter 345 You and Me, Time

"Just throw these people outside and leave them alone for now."

Ryan said his idea: "Then let the alchemical golems select the friend from the foe."

The proposal was supported by Dumbledore and Gale, so the three of them used a levitation charm to lift all the wizards lying in the cave and throw them far away to lie on the Gobi Desert a thousand or two kilometers away.

This process seemed to have triggered some mechanism, and a hazy blue light gradually filled the underground space and spread outwards.

The blue light spread outwards so quickly that even the three people standing at the top of the world, empowered by the magic network, couldn't react in time and were directly drawn into the blue light.

In an instant, the sky darkened.

A familiar sensation came over him, and Ryan realized that it was a light similar to that produced after a key was activated, capable of separating the three of them.

After the dizziness subsided and he regained his footing, he suddenly understood what it meant to have an extremely strong sense of machinery and the future.

He was in a rectangular passageway that could be called a corridor. The passageway was extremely spacious, with a distance of about ten meters between each section. Both sides were made of a metallic texture without any welding marks. Patterns appeared on the walls from time to time, but it was not clear what they were.

Only the occasional flash of an arrow seemed to guide him in the right direction.

"Is it necessary?!" Ryan was speechless, but since he was already here, there was no other way for him, so he could only follow the arrow and move forward.

They walked along a futuristic corridor for a long time. Ryan estimated that it was about a kilometer or two away. At a corner, he saw a door made of light forming a barrier, and behind the door was probably the control room.

The light barrier sensed the arrival of a person, beeped twice, and then gradually dissipated, opening the door to the house.

Ryan went inside; there were two people in the room.

One is someone I know very well, and the other is someone I know very well as well.

Helbo, hands in his pockets, leaned against the hexagonal beams inside the house, watching the scene unfold with a half-smile.

The other was dressed as a fortune teller, wearing a long white silk robe with gold trim. A ring of crystal balls floated behind him, moving up and down rhythmically. The boy's eyes were very old, but his appearance seemed increasingly mysterious.

"You've arrived?"

"I am coming."

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I still came—yes, you're the one who brought me here!"

Ryan rolled his eyes and said that although he had guessed from the beginning that the only character who did not exist in the original work was himself, then the root of everything must lie with him.

But seeing a version of myself that looks incredibly flashy, dressed in gorgeous clothes, maybe even with makeup on, and then comparing that to the school uniform I'm wearing now, I always feel like I've lost.

"What's the situation now? At some point in the future or the past, did we use a time converter, causing us to separate?"

So what I thought was daily intelligence, the intelligence I received, was actually just what you sent me about your past experiences?

"Student Ryan asked."

The white-robed diviner, Ryan, nodded and then shook his head: "It's just a time converter, so naturally it can't allow you and me to be in the same space-time and talk face-to-face without any impact. Alas—the reason is hard to say."

"Are you comfortable making your own Horcruxes?"

"I can't really accept it. If I want immortality, I can simply use the magic stone."

Faced with this predictable answer, the white-robed fortune teller Ryan shrugged: "I can't accept it either, but just like Voldemort created Harry as a Horcrux, we unintentionally achieved the effect of creating a Horcrux."

"So, you have a strong urge to kill, and it's shaken your own soul?" Ryan, in his student robes, frowned. "But given our personalities, how could we possibly have such a strong urge to kill? We're both in a state of being torn apart, so..."

Then, their emotional fluctuations were weakened. Does that mean we created Horcruxes before the split?

This was the conclusion reached by student Ryan after monitoring his own soul through the magic network. In the state of soul splitting, he did not become brain-dead like Voldemort. However, his emotional fluctuations were reduced to a relatively limited threshold.

"The creation of Horcruxes is the reason for our split. Before that, we suppressed our emotions because of a magical experiment." The white-robed diviner shook his head, smiling wryly as he looked around. "What do you think of this place?"

"It's magical, it's futuristic," Ryan replied. He hadn't sensed much magical power in this place along the way.

But how could such a seamless weld be formed in this era without the power of magic?

Even the light gate doesn't look like magic!

"Do you think human technology can do all this?" asked the white-robed fortune teller, Ryan.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Ryan was well aware of the current level of technology. After he incorporated magic into technology, it was already considered a fantasy by scientific research institutes in various countries. As for the place in front of him, he believed that even if he used magic to create it by hand, it would take him a long time—not counting the internal structure, it was just a metal surface without any welding.

"Do you know where this is?" the white-robed fortune teller Ryan continued, speaking to himself. "It's a spaceship—"

A spaceship from four thousand years ago.

"Oh, so it's a spaceship—wait, wait, what is this thing here?!"

Ryan, the student, was stunned. He seemed to have just heard something incredible: what was a spaceship from four thousand years ago?

"Literally, a spaceship that landed on our planet four thousand years ago due to an accident." This was Helbo speaking from the side, his eyes filled with a sigh. "Before me, someone witnessed a star falling and thus discovered this place. After me, Merlin should have known about this place. And then it was you."

"Even when I came here based on the notes left by my predecessors, there were still signs of life. It was only after I merged with the bloodline of those alien life forms here that I was able to make further progress in the field of bloodline transplantation, but the price was that I myself was trapped here."

Haierbo's voice was full of sighs.

His words corresponded perfectly to the rumors that he, the founder of black magic, suddenly disappeared at the height of his power.

The white-robed diviner said, "We came here in the future and met Mr. Helbo. When we heard that extraterrestrial life existed and was very close to us, our emotions broke through the limits. After killing the intelligent life form, we unconsciously constructed Horcruxes. Coincidentally, we had a large number of time converters on us at that time."

"Stop, stop, stop! Why are we carrying so many time converters? And even if we are, why are we here?!"

There were too many incomprehensible factors, so Ryan could only grasp the most outrageous issues.