Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 180 179: The Road to Legend, Death Looks Back?
People always grow from their experiences.

Same thing with Ian.

Ever since he had been to Diagon Alley, he had gained different experiences and knowledge, so when he saw Pandro take the initiative to speak, he immediately and seamlessly took out a thick stack of contracts.

"Of course I will think of you first when I have something good to say, my friend. Let's sign an adventure contract. This is the coolest adventure necessary in my time."

Ian's smile might not have been cunning, but he did bully Pandro for dying early, and he certainly didn't know much about current trends in the wizarding world.

This is not.

When he heard that it was a contract necessary for adventure, and that it also contained the word "coolest" which violated the Advertising Law, Pandro's bright eyes immediately became even brighter.

"Of course, adventure contracts, I understand, of course I understand." Pandro was obviously pretending to know. After taking Ian's contract, he just glanced at it and immediately signed his name.

He didn't even hesitate too much - admittedly, the name Pandro signed was most likely not his real name, but Ian's contract did not contain any magic.

As long as Pandro agrees with the treaty and its contents, it will be fine. After all, Pandro is a very face-conscious person and would not do something as shameless as Ian.

"When do we leave?"

After signing his name with a wave of his hand, Pandro was eager to set sail. He even took out a simple backpack from somewhere. It can only be said that this guy must really love adventure. He looked like he was going to abandon his "apprentice" Ariana who was practicing swordsmanship.

"Can I go too?"

Ariana didn't think there was a problem. Instead, she looked at Ian with a little expectation - how to put it, the "apprentice" brought out by Pandro obviously had some similarities with her.

This may be related to the fact that Ariana's life was too boring before and after her death. The opportunity naturally aroused the girl's desire and yearning for poetry and distant places.

Ok.

This is serious poetry and the distance.

"It may require some preparation, but you can certainly go on an adventure with us." Ian answered without thinking. Even if Ariana didn't speak, he would definitely invite her.

Putting aside the sentimental remarks about friendship and bond that he didn't say out loud, perhaps he only needed to "inadvertently" reveal the situation of his team to the old principal, and he would no longer have to spend money to hire bodyguards. He might even be able to enjoy a value-added package of one free and one companion.

Pandro is the escape route.

Taking Ariana with you is the real insurance!

"Great!"

After Ariana got Ian's definite answer, she cheered and smiled. She secretly put down the sword in her hand and started to slack off, but Pandro didn't notice.

"What other preparations do we need to make? My abundant adventure experience is the best preparation!" He seemed to be unable to wait any longer, and patted his chest to show off his adventure authority to Ian.

"The treasure I found is in the human world, I have to find a way to take you out." Ian shrugged helplessly. He remembered what Teacher Morgan had reminded him.

"Your ring really can't summon me. I... am too heavy." Pandro obviously knew this very well. His embarrassed expression, which made things even more obvious, was very interesting.

Ian gave his friend a long look.

The balance of suspicion in my heart tilted a little more.

"Just because I couldn't carry you before doesn't mean I won't be able to carry you in the future. I think I have a very reliable idea." Ian said as he took out a [Guardian Ring] that he had left over.

"You wear this first. I am sure that nothing is difficult for one who sets his mind to it." Ian believed that the power of King Arthur's Tomb was strong enough. He stared at Pandro putting on the patronus ring and then smiled with satisfaction.

True.

As a human with only a little extra magic power, it is indeed difficult for him to bear the consumption of Pandro crossing the two worlds. It is almost impossible for him to bring Pandro to the human world using the traditional patronus spell.

but.

This was not an insurmountable difficulty. Ian had even thought of a solution. He had the idea shortly after Teacher Morgan told him the true identity of the black-robed skeleton.

It only takes a slight modification to the Patronus Charm, extracting the soul connection and summoning circuits and using them separately, and many things will immediately have many different ways and possibilities to work around.

The magic power of a half-step legend is not enough to burden Pandro, but what about a god... Even if a god looks incomplete, it is still a god. The magic power of the black-robed skeleton that is difficult for people to spy on is still vast.

Ok.

Perhaps the power of the black-robed skeleton should be described as divine power. With such an invincible "power bank", Ian firmly believed that it was more than enough to bear the consumption of Pandro - if he was not afraid of being hung up and spanked by the legendary black witch, the little wizard would even want to put a ring on Morgan's finger.

"It will be fun for the three of us to team up for adventure." Ariana looked at the ring on Pandro's hand that was the same as hers, and couldn't help but look forward to the story that had not yet happened.

"The Iron Triangle, this combination looks very stable." Ian was also quite looking forward to it. Of course, what he was most looking forward to was not the treasure, but whether Pandro would be broken and show his weakness because of this adventure.

Pandro was unaware of the little wizard's "malicious" thoughts. He just touched his chin and echoed a meaningful remark in an agreeing tone.

"Seven is a very magical number, but three is even more meaningful...it has created many epics and legends." This can probably be regarded as an endorsement of the Iron Triangle's statement.

The weather is nice.

No one witnessed it.

Perhaps another legend and epic has set sail. The sun poured down from the blue sky, generously filling the entire square. The golden light and the stone pavement on the square complemented each other, flashing a warm and charming light. The three were immersed in a harmonious and joyful atmosphere.

Suddenly.

"Now that you've rested enough, continue practicing sword skills, Ariana." Pandro suddenly reminded her. He had obviously been calculating the time Ariana was going to take advantage of Ian's arrival to rest.

"Okay, you found out."

Ariana's face turned red, but she didn't refute. She picked up her sword again and practiced Pandro's swordsmanship for the umpteenth time under Ian's gaze.

Long time no see.

The young wizard was somewhat surprised to find that Ariana's swordsmanship had improved a lot - when the girl raised the sword, her posture was upright and agile.

Her eyes also became firm and sharp, as if she could see through all illusions and hit the opponent's vital points directly. The long sword cut through the air, bringing with it a subtle but crisp sword sound.

Her sword moves are smooth and powerful, and every move perfectly demonstrates the essence of swordsmanship. Whether it is a swift stab, a sharp chop, or a clever block and counterattack, Ariana can use them to perfection. Her swordsmanship is both fierce and flexible, as if it can change freely with the opponent's offensive.

There was a kind of power that made Ian feel helpless against it.

"it is good!"

Ian couldn't help but applaud.

He felt that Ariana's swordplay was a visual feast. With the little wizard's praise, Ariana was still concentrating, but there was obviously more smile on her face.

Only Pandro likes to stir up trouble.

"What's so good about it?"

He continued Ian's words with a smile as if he wanted to see Ian make a fool of himself.

"..."

The young wizard turned around and saw Pandro's teasing gaze. It was obvious that he wanted to laugh at him, so he certainly couldn't let Pandro's evil plan come true.

"It combines both hardness and softness. It has the force of thunder and lightning, yet it is as gentle as a spring breeze. It is unpredictable and invincible. It is a sword technique that has a sense of transcendence."

Ian doesn't know swordsmanship.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't know how to praise others.

"How can I be that great..." Ariana felt embarrassed by the praise from the little wizard, and the sharpness in her sword practice became a little less intense.

Ian didn't even respond.

"No! That's it! That's it! Invincible, extraordinary, this is my swordsmanship, even if this doesn't make much sense, it's true!"

Pandro took the lead in turning on the narcissistic mode.

If he didn't have a tail on his butt, this guy would be so proud that he would lift his tail up to the sky. The little wizard who was determined to turn the tables on him would certainly not let him continue to show off.

"Although your swordsmanship is powerful, I have seen more powerful swordsmanship." Ian looked extremely calm and glanced at Pandro with a squinting look.

Just as he expected.

Pandro suddenly became anxious.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" I don't know whether he was denying Ian's "experience" or denying that there was no swordsmanship in the world better than his.

"Tsk, you say it's impossible just because you haven't seen it. How shameless." Ian deliberately imitated Snape's way of speaking. That slightly weird and slow tone was really irritating.

Pandro's face turned red as liver.

"Call someone to compete with me, and I'll believe you." Sometimes he seemed even more childish than Ian, especially when it came to areas of his own pride.

Ian didn't respond.

He just continued to speak slowly, "I won't talk to you about the Void Sword Technique that can travel through space, ignore all obstacles, and attack the enemy's vital points even if they are several galaxies apart. I won't talk to you about the Heavenly Emperor Sword Technique that ignores time and space and can cut through your past, present, and future. I will just talk about Sword Twenty-Three, which I have seen at least twenty times."

"That's also true transcendence, making all swordsmen look up to you like a god. With one swing of the sword, everything stops and is at your mercy. How many more years do you think you'll need to practice to achieve this?"

Ian described slowly.

"You have such amazing swordsmanship?!"

Ariana didn't doubt him, and her clear eyes widened in surprise. Not to mention this little girl, even Pandro seemed a little intimidated by Ian.

"really……"

Of course, his expression still contained a hint of doubt.

"I can swear on my wizard's heart." Ian answered decisively with a firm gaze, which immediately made Pandro feel a little unconfident.

"What is the Wizard's Heart?"

His voice became much softer, and he spoke in confusion. How should I put it? He had never heard of this term mentioned by the little wizard, even though he had dealt with wizards many times.

If the little wizard hadn't spoken so forcefully, he would have almost suspected that the little wizard was making things up.

"Of course it's the heart of a wizard who longs for magic. I swear on my wizard's heart. I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be false?" Ian recalled the time he spent watching TV dramas and reading novels in his previous life.

Of course he saw it with his own eyes.

"Sigh~"

Feeling the little wizard's increasingly determined attitude, Pandro took a deep breath.

"Are you talking about swordsmanship?" He still held a strong skeptical attitude towards Ian's remarks. After all, after using the sword for so many years, he still had the basic Tao heart.

"Let's talk about this when we have time. My time is up and I have to leave." Ian also calculated the time of his experience card, leaving Pandro with a confusion that would probably make Pandro toss and turn for a long time.

He knew this guy's character too well.

"Damn you!"

Pandro certainly understood Ian's little plan. Seeing Ian's figure gradually fading in the air, he could only sigh helplessly and remind Ian in a low voice.

"If you step into the legendary realm earlier, you won't have so many troublesome restrictions." Pandro's tone was also somewhat certain, as if he knew something that the little wizard didn't know.

"Are you trying to keep me awake at night?" Ian showed his extraordinary attitude of "treating others as you would like to be treated".

"..."

Pandro was speechless.

"It's like a child holding a heavy sword. The power you have is beyond your current status... I'm not as hateful as you."

He explained it carefully.

The little wizard's figure also completely disappeared in the hazy fantasy and harmonious town after he finished speaking, leaving only Ariana who was still fascinated by Ian's "wonderful ideas".

And there is Pandro who is still mumbling.

"This is nonsense about crossing time, crossing space, cutting through the past, cutting through the future... It sounds like a biographical story." He probably wasn't disturbed by what Ian said.

He was just sulking because he couldn't find any evidence to refute Ian.

"If we add some magic to swordsmanship, can we achieve this effect?" Ariana also had a lot of ideas, and her words made Pandro slightly stunned.

"Who knows? I'm not a wizard... Everyone has a different path. I'm just laying the foundation for you. In the future, you still need to find your own way."

It is not known whether Pandro's words were encouragement or not.

Ariana thought.

"Keep practicing. You still have a lot of room for improvement in your swordsmanship." Pandro continued to urge Ariana. After Ariana came to her senses, she immediately began to practice swordsmanship with full concentration.

Swordsmanship.

body method.

These are what Ariana is practicing. The amount of exercise is really not small. As time goes by, beads of sweat begin to seep out of Ariana's forehead. Her cheeks are slightly red, and her breathing becomes rapid. However, she did not stop the sword in her hand, but devoted herself to the practice more attentively.

The sun cast a long shadow on her body, swaying with her movements. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and the freshness of grass leaves. Occasionally, one or two butterflies or bees would fly among the flowers, adding some vitality and energy to this quiet square. The hard training continued.

Sweat slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the ground beneath her feet. The girl might want to be lazy sometimes, but she would never be careless when practicing.

Focus and seriousness are Ariana's strengths.

but.

Pandro still seemed dissatisfied with this.

"You need to work harder."

He sighed softly.

"This is for your own good and for everyone." Pandro raised his hand to the sky, and the exquisite ring on his finger shone brightly in the sunlight.

"Only when you truly become a Valkyrie can you shoulder... the weight of being an angel." The boy's soft whisper echoed in this small town of flowers and grass.

No one heard it.

Again, there were no witnesses.

……

Ian's thoughts gradually came back.

A chaotic noise first rang in his ears.

"Boom~Boom~"

The noisy noise became clearer and clearer. As the little wizard opened his eyes, he saw heavy rain pouring outside the house, with a sound like drums, and the unique fierce wind in winter was raging wildly.

It whistled through the gaps in the castle, making bursts of whimpering sounds, and thunder roared in the sky, as if nature was playing a magnificent symphony.

"Finally, it's another blurry night."

Ian sat up gently. The dim candlelight shone through the beautifully carved bedside lamp, casting a warm and dim glow, which formed a sharp contrast with the violent storm outside.

Of course, the two roommates were snoring loudly inside the house, but Ian was already accustomed to it, so he could automatically ignore the slightly complementary sleeping sounds of the two roommates.

"Legend..." Ian was still recalling Pandro's words in his mind. To be honest, he still knew very little about this identity that clearly symbolized a certain status.

Yes.

Even though he is already a half-step legend who can be criticized a lot, Ian is still quite confused about the path to becoming a legend. This path is destined to be explored by himself and it is difficult to figure out the direction.

"A true legend definitely possesses not only unrivaled magical power but also powerful magic. Magic power and magic are just the basics. There is something more important that I have not yet realized."

Ian murmured softly as he sensed the still blurry image in his mind.

legend.

As the name suggests.

The word itself is used to describe certain epics and legends with a poetic and mysterious color, and it has symbolic meanings such as heroes, war and love.

And a living legend.

Obviously, it also requires a certain social "prestige"? Ian is not sure about this. He only knows that wizards who are qualified to contact the legendary position in this era all meet this characteristic.

Grindelwald's power and majesty.

Dumbledore's greatness and extraordinaryness.

Even Voldemort's killing and the fear it brought.

They are all the closest to legends, and these are labels that are widely known in the secular world, which can automatically make people have certain cognitions just by hearing their names.

No one can say for sure whether such historical significance is necessary to become a legend.

"It seems that for a wizard to become a god, he needs faith... So, if he wants to truly become a legend, he needs prestige and create an epic. Doesn't that seem too strange?"

Ian suddenly felt as if he understood something.

The old principal was constantly building up momentum for him.

No one can tell whether this is the reason.

"Perhaps I should ask Headmaster Dumbledore again... Of course, I have to find Professor Nick Flamel first." Ian looked at the clock on the wall.

12: am.

A very familiar time.

It was still too long before the morning came. As quite a few things happened tonight, the little wizard had no intention of taking a nap this time.

He jumped up from the bed, quickly put on his warm clothes and robe, and started his first night tour of the new school year with ease.

The summer vacation didn't make him feel much less rusty.

Ian slipped out of the Ravenclaw common room without being noticed and looked back at the bronze eagle head on the door of the common room. He was very sure that the voice he had heard in Morgan's memory was that of this ghost thing.

"What are you looking at? Are you mesmerized by my beauty?"

This is not.

The bronze eagle head's "humanized" words made the little wizard's scalp tingle. After taking a breath of cold air, he immediately ran away from this place of trouble.

What about the favorability with the door knocker... He really didn't plan to ask for it this year. In the deep night of Hogwarts, Ian trotted through the silent and deserted corridor.

The ancient torches emitted a faint and dim light. The sound of the never-ending thunderstorm outside the window was extremely clear. The occasional flashes of lightning also illuminated the dim environment in the corridor.

"Huh? Is there anyone?"

Ian walked around a corner and found a familiar figure - the blond boy Lyrium from the Ollivander family. Unexpectedly, he was also a brave person who couldn't stay idle at night.

"You will be deducted points for not sleeping at night! Oh, you are a student of Ravenclaw, forget it, I will pretend that I didn't see it." Ian was just about to show his authority as a senior.

Then I realized that the method of "deducting points" was a bit inappropriate.

He pretended to cough twice.

Prepare to be selectively blind and pass by Lirium.

And at this time.

"Didn't you stay awake and wander around outside too?" Lyrium turned his head to look at Ian and asked with a somewhat smiling tone.

"Is it insomnia or dreaminess?"

He spoke in a joking tone, not showing any of the nervousness that one would expect from someone who had violated school rules and was caught.

"I come out at night to cherish my time and learn more." Ian rolled his eyes. He looked at Lirium and spoke to the boy who seemed to have been standing in the corner for a long time in a puzzled tone.

"You're out for a night out right after school starts. Do you want to explore Hogwarts?"

When he turned the corner just now, he was also startled by Lirium who was standing as if he was being punished - a blurry figure was standing there quietly with his back to him, as if blending into the surrounding darkness. The scene was very weird just thinking about it, not to mention how creepy it looked with the flash of lightning outside the house.

Facing Ian's question.

Lyrium just sighed slightly.

"I just wanted to come out and find some materials for making wands. I have new ideas and creativity... But, obviously, the night at Hogwarts is not as harmonious as I expected."

talking.

Under Ian's slightly confused gaze.

Lirium moved aside the wall that he had been blocking. He saw that in the area at the corner of the wall, there seemed to be some writing on the wall that was faintly visible under the torch.

"Ok?"

Ian's heart skipped a beat.

He was just about to raise his wand and move closer.

"Boom~"

Outside, another flash of lightning flashed across the sky, lighting up the night sky as well as the corridor where he and Lyrium were standing, as well as the clearly visible writing on the wall.

"I...have returned from death!"

Bright red handwriting.

It looks crooked and extremely hideous.

[ps: Before the New Year, I owed 4000 yuan for trivial matters at work. I will pay it back the day after tomorrow, double the amount.]

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