Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

He was sure he saw Hogwarts Castle, and then a field of flames.

Then...

"!!!"

He saw a figure laughing wildly.

That dark robe, that ugly face, that ferocious expression.

That bald, noseless figure.

"Voldemort!"

Ryan recognized him as he should—Voldemort.

In the picture, he seems to be laughing triumphantly.

And in front of him, Ryan saw Dumbledore.

The old wizard looked calm, and even seemed to have a kind of pathetic pity.

They said something, but Ryan obviously couldn't hear it.

And the next moment... Ryan saw them waving their wands, and their magic clashed!

This scene was exciting even for Ryan—two legendary wizards who were perhaps the most famous in the British wizarding world this century, engaged in a duel!

But the next moment, the picture changed again.

Dumbledore and Voldemort disappeared, replaced by...

"Meow?"

"Ok?"

Ryan and Friday were both stunned.

Because they all saw themselves.

Just see the picture at this moment.

Ryan rode on Friday, who had transformed into his true form, and didn't know where he was.

But judging from the surrounding furnishings, they seemed to still be inside Hogwarts.

But Ryan was not sure of his guess.

Because he saw it clearly.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a huge golden lake - the golden color almost covered the entire crystal ball, making Ryan unable to see all the details clearly.

He only saw that a huge whirlpool seemed to appear in the middle of the lake.

Friday and Ryan didn't seem to have any intention of avoiding it - they were sucked into the whirlpool along with the golden lake water and disappeared without a trace.

Then the crystal ball became dim.

"..."

The entire storage room was silent.

"Oh, what an amazing picture."

Perenelle exclaimed in disbelief.

"Half a century later... I thought it was broken."

"But—I don't think I've ever heard Albus mention that there's a golden lake at Hogwarts?"

of course not.

Ryan could be sure of that.

There is only one lake at Hogwarts, the Black Lake, and it's not even inside the castle!

Moreover, even after he left the era thousands of years ago... it is impossible for such a large golden lake to appear out of thin air - the basic structure of Hogwarts has already been set, and such a huge change is impossible!

Of course, apart from that huge golden lake.

The other images that appeared on the crystal ball were undoubtedly worthy of Ryan's attention.

"Voldemort has risen..."

The first thing is this - Ryan can be sure that Voldemort in the picture just now already has a body, and it belongs to him!

This means that he was successfully resurrected and fought with Dumbledore in the school!

but...

"Dumbledore is still alive, and Voldemort's condition doesn't seem to have changed much—this means he probably didn't use the 'Triple Resurrection' method to be resurrected..."

But what puzzled Ryan was that when Dumbledore and Voldemort were fighting, he himself did not seem to participate in the battle.

This was irrational - Ryan knew his own character, whether it was because of this year's grudges, or simply out of protection for Hogwarts, or out of the desire to avenge Tamh.

He would definitely take action against Voldemort.

So the answer is simple.

"I wasn't there. I might have gone to the golden lake—does that mean that lake is more important to me than dealing with Voldemort?"

Ryan made a simple deduction.

But obviously, this is not rigorous - no one knows how long the images in the crystal ball were taken apart.

"Nico...what do you think?"

So, Ryan looked at Nicolas Flamel.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Then he saw Nicolas Flamel, who was working to repair his jaw.

"...Let me help you."

So after a while.

"Incredible!"

Nicolas Flamel, his jaw restored to normal, exclaimed: "I never thought I would see this crystal ball work again..."

However, he shook his head at Ryan's doubts.

"Oh, I haven't left the alchemy workshop for a long time, Ryan - I know even less about things than you do."

He also expressed his confusion about the image on the crystal ball.

But then...

“But there is one thing I think is correct…”

He looked at Ryan and said softly, "That is - when the future comes, trust your own judgment."

"Being entangled will only make your thoughts more confused, and worrying will only make you suffer more - this is what Newt taught me..."

"Newt Scamander?"

Ryan had naturally heard of this master of magical beasts - he had read the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" compiled by him, which was an amazing masterpiece.

"Oh, it's him. He's Dumbledore's student...very outstanding!"

Nicolas Flamel also nodded slightly. "He... oh, to be exact, it was his Niffler. It saved Albus from this predicament, and that changed a lot of things."

Soon, Ryan memorized the image on the crystal ball in his mind.

He followed Nicolas Flamel and his wife out of the collection room and returned to the living room on the second floor.

Perenelle took the initiative to prepare dinner, while Nicolas Flamel and Lion waited at the table.

"Ryan."

But during the waiting period, Nicolas Flamel spoke softly.

"You've seen my collection, what do you think?"

"Excellent."

Ryan's response was certainly sincere: "It's not just about the precious and the rare... I would say this is one of the greatest treasure troves in the world."

And his words obviously benefited Nicolas Flamel very much.

"Oh, yes..."

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "You know, Perenelle and I are dying, and we have no offspring."

"You inherited the Philosopher's Stone, so I thought... well... you might be willing to inherit these things of mine. I don't want them to be lost!"

He said so.

And there is no doubt that this is a huge benefit that is almost like pie in the sky.

Most wizards would definitely agree without hesitation.

But at this moment, Ryan looked at Nicolas Flamel.

He suddenly grinned and jabbed his finger at the table.

"Nico, has anyone ever told you that you're terrible at lying and hiding things?"

"Huh? Uh...what?"

As a result, Nicolas Flamel became visibly flustered.

"If you don't want to, forget it. I have to go help Perenelle..."

He spoke hurriedly, then seemed to want to stand up and leave.

But Ryan stopped him.

"Nico."

He looked at the ancient wizard before him.

Although they had only been together for less than two weeks, he had already truly recognized Nicolas Flamel.

Perhaps it’s because of the special nature of alchemists—they stay in the laboratory for a long time without contact with outsiders.

Perhaps it’s because of the long time and lack of communication habits.