Roy's Shared Chat Group

That is, the stronger the world, the slower the flow of time. The principle is similar to the one in Journey to the West where one day in heaven is one year on earth. The relationship among the groups is: Anime world > Gossip Girl world > Female-dominated martial arts world > Harry Potter world. The Conan world is not included because of its weird time flow.

After testing this result, almost all Roys were shocked. They understood that the Goblin Slayer world was stronger than the Gaowu world, after all, Goblin Slayer actually had a god in charge, but why was the Lifan world the strongest?

I don't understand but I'm shocked. Even though I don't understand, it means a very scary thing, that is, the water in the R-anime world is very deep and the hidden Lao Liu is at least at the god level. Among them, the winery Luo put forward a point of view, that is, whether the R-anime world is really a world that integrates all the R-anime book worlds.

This was initially refuted by Li Fanluo, who was very sure that the world he was in was a modern urban world, but he became silent after Luo said a word. As Roy, he quickly understood what Luo meant, that is, there were various secret worlds hidden behind his current world, and the hidden Lao Liu were all hidden in the secret world. Roy, who had read many novels, knew that this possibility was very high.

After discussing the strength of the Li Fan world, a problem was put in front of them. The faster the flow of time, the stronger their strength and the more knowledge they gained, but it also put a harsh problem in front of Roy and others, that is, the problem of life span. The most serious thing about this is that Wizard Luo had said before that only a month had passed for Roy, but four or five years had passed for him, and the problem of life span was imminent.

As for how to solve the lifespan problem, Roy and his friends turned their attention to the wizard Luo from the Goblin Slayer world. The lifespan of high elves is tens of thousands of years, which is much more powerful than the magic stone's secret of longevity.

Therefore, the Elf Serum Project was unanimously put on the agenda. After five top like-minded scientists, great magicians, and alchemists spent a lot of time, energy and materials, they finally got the result. Elf Serum 1.0 was developed. In view of the fact that Morito Luo paid more than ten liters of blood of various high-level elves for this, this first experiment was carried out by Morito Luo.

Mori Luo looked at the light golden serum in his hand with deep emotion. They really paid too much for this reagent. The theory was perfected step by step by him and Brewery Luo, the demonstration part was carried out by Wizard Luo, while Li Fan Luo and Saint Luo were responsible for plugging loopholes and designing the overall structure. During this period, in order to speed up the research, the scum and waste from various worlds also contributed their bodies, laying a solid foundation for them. The consumables used added up to four digits.

Elf Serum 1.0 can greatly improve physical fitness, and there is a small chance of gaining natural affinity. After use, it can increase lifespan by 100-1000 years. The lower the user's strength, the stronger the effect.

Thinking of the effects of the elf serum, the first person in Roy's mind was Anna. Only she perfectly met all the conditions. Of course, he would not treat others unfairly. He just needed to wait a little longer.

A few hours later, Roy was knocked to the ground by a big-breasted, baby-faced, pointy-eared girl in a surprised female voice, and a doctor-patient piay was staged in the infirmary.

After Anna verified the effect, the elf serum, which was an experimental product, began to be slowly produced in various magic rituals and scientific research machines. Anything that can increase lifespan is a hot commodity wherever it is.

When Wizard Luo came to the fifth grade, the chat group bubbled up again after a long absence.

The chat group time flow adjustment and upgrade have been completed, and a new function, the spiritual time house, has been added. Chat group members can use the time house once every world month. The time ratio between the time house and the outside world is 1:300. Everything in the time house is 99% realistic and can be infinitely materialized.

Li Fanluo: "This is a benefit for the chat group. It looks even better than the God's House in Dragon Ball."

Sheng Zi Luo: "This thing came just in time. I was worried that I couldn't practice the skills because I had too many things to do. With this thing, I can improve my strength and develop my power at the same time. Maybe it can even speed up my breakthrough to Grandmaster."

Winery Luo: "Hey, hey, hey, can you guys be a little more scientific? This thing is obviously a huge boon to scientific research. Just think about it. All kinds of high-end instruments can be materialized at will, countless precious materials can be used at will, and there are simulated environments and time acceleration that are almost the same as the real environment. This is simply a paradise for scientists."

Morito Luo: "That's right. I'll have a place to release the forbidden spell that I experimented with in the future. But why is it only once a month?"

Wizard Luo: "I have tried the thing. It is now lying in Madam Pomfrey's infirmary. The thing is good, but the mental pressure is too great. Can you imagine the mental fatigue of a year of research without sleep and food suddenly coming together to press on you? I almost had a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot. Moreover, to manifest something in it, you need to have a very high level of cognition of that thing, otherwise it cannot be manifested, just like the Transfiguration Spell. In general, good things need to be used with caution. No, I'm dizzy. I'm going to rest first."

Morito Luo; "Wizard Luo, my friend you are the real hero."

Winery Luo: "I won't talk about the scientific research pioneers."

Son Luo: "I will go and brush up on my alchemy skills right now, otherwise I will be sorry for your sacrifice, my heroic wizard Luo."

Li Fanluo: "You guys have already said everything. What else can I say? I can only give 666 to Wizard Luo."

Chapter 86. Soul Cup War

When the four Roys in the chat group were "mourning" the noble sacrifice of Wizard Luo, the wizard Roy who was in a coma with a headache in their eyes was indeed having a headache. But it was not because of the Spirit Time House. The consequences of mental fatigue accumulated over a year were indeed serious. However, for Roy, it would be enough to take a break. The three little girls who were fighting openly and secretly in front of the bed with their eyes were giving him a headache.

Granger Hermione, who was her childhood sweetheart in the fourth grade, and Luna Lovegood, who was her favorite junior in the third grade and she was her only friend, and Gabrielle Delacour, who was her junior in the first grade and was also one of Nicolas Flamel's disciples.

These three little lolis are younger than each other, and they are all very close to me. I will be biased no matter who I help. It is really difficult to deal with them.

Fortunately, things did not become embarrassing. Luna was not the type who liked to fight, and Hermione had been carefully trained by her for many years. Although her EQ was not as high as her IQ, it was still very easy for her to deal with Gabrielle, a first-year girl. Soon, Hermione was the only one left in the room.

Hermione felt an unbearable pain in her heart as she looked at the boy in front of her with pale skin and a bloodless face (from mental fatigue + fear) and a frown on his brow. Her brother Roy had worked too hard for the Soul Cup War in the past few years, studying for more than 15 hours a day. Even Harry, who was also a summoning wizard, was not as hardworking as Roy. But when she thought of Harry's strong muscles and ferocious wizard swordsmanship, Hermione became uncertain again. She hadn't seen Roy take action for too long.

In the end, Hermione did not wake up Roy who was lying in bed, because Madam Pomfrey said before they came in to visit that brother Roy fainted suddenly due to long-term high-intensity study and needed to rest. After gently smoothing Roy's frown like turning the pages of a book, Hermione looked around and found that no one was around. She smoothed her long brown hair, quickly bent down and pecked Roy on the cheek like a dragonfly lightly, and then walked out of the infirmary before her face became hot.

The second person to come in was the cute little silver-haired girl Gabrielle. She was still young after all, and her previous fight with Hermione was just a competitive mentality as if someone had taken away her baby. After stretching out her white and tender little hand to confirm that Roy was indeed asleep, Gabrielle leaned over to Roy's ear and began to blow: "Brother Roy, Gabrielle will come to see you tomorrow. You haven't finished telling me the story you told me last time, so you must wake up early. Bye."

Gabrielle skipped out of the infirmary in her black leather shoes. Luna, who was waiting outside the door, walked slowly to Roy with her amethyst carrot earrings on. She supported her knees with her hands and looked straight at Roy. Her golden hair kept brushing against Roy's face. She said nothing and did nothing. She just looked at Roy quietly.

After her naturally fragrant hair brushed Roy's nose for the sixteenth time, Roy finally couldn't pretend to sleep anymore. He opened his eyes and met Luna's silver eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. It was obvious that Luna had seen through his pretending to sleep.

"Alas, if I had known I would not have given you that set of amethyst jewelry. Your spiritual power is now comparable to those prophets who have seen the third eye."

Luna came behind Roy and placed her cool hands on his scalp to massage him. Her ethereal voice penetrated into Roy's ears like a whisper in the wind.

"That won't do, Senior Roy. Who would take back a birthday present? As usual, I won't tell Senior Granger about what happened today. This year's birthday present..."

Roy was almost falling asleep while enjoying Luna's perfect head massage. After hearing Luna's drawn-out tone, he said unhappily, "I shouldn't have let you develop this bad habit of holding on to other people's secrets and threatening them. Luna was so pure and innocent originally."

Luna increased the strength of her hands a little and blushed at an angle where Roy couldn't see.

"Senior, you still have the nerve to say that it was you who corrupted me into this state, and now you are complaining. And... I will only do this to you."

The second half of Luna's sentence was so weak that Roy couldn't hear clearly what she said even though he was standing next to her, but he didn't care.

"Well, my skills have improved greatly recently. Your gifts this year are definitely thoughtful. I also have a clue about the magic I'm researching. I will definitely fulfill my promise to you after I'm done with the Soul Cup here."

Hearing Roy's words made Luna's calm mood like a mirror ripple. She felt excited when she thought that their promise, which seemed like a fairy tale, would be fulfilled by this boy who was full of miracles and brilliance. If the senior really fulfilled his promise, should she complete the second half and just keep it in her heart? Luna was obsessed with it for a while.

When Luna came to her senses, she found that this senior who always appeared to be knowledgeable and powerful in front of outsiders had fallen asleep in her hands like a child. She couldn't help but reveal a charming smile on her face.

"If you really resurrect my mother, as long as Senior Granger has no objection, then I will satisfy your evil intention."

Luna said secretly in her heart, and looked at Roy's exquisite sleeping face for a while before she quietly left the infirmary.

In an instant, the infirmary was extremely quiet, with only the sound of Roy's faint breathing left.

When Roy fell into a coma, a backup plan he had previously arranged was triggered by someone.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Snape, who was supposed to be in the office of the Slytherin Dean, appeared in front of a claustrophobic and dilapidated house in Little Hanger County wearing a black robe. This was the old house of Gaunt, where the last generation of Slytherin lived.

Looking at the dilapidated old house, Snape walked in under the black hood with an unconcealable excitement. After his hard searching, he finally determined that this should be the place where the Resurrection Stone of the Three Deathly Hallows is hidden. As long as he has the legendary Resurrection Stone, he will be able to see Lily again. If the Resurrection Stone cannot revive his beloved Lily.

Snape gritted his teeth at the thought and decided to find a way to participate in the Soul Cup War in the academy. Even the four founders from a thousand years ago could not stop his love for Lily. No matter what, he must resurrect the girl whom he had lost because of his willfulness.

When he pushed aside the overgrown weeds and entered the old Gaunt house, he finally found what he wanted in a secret compartment after a long carpet search, a black gemstone ring engraved with the symbol of the Deathly Hallows. When Snape saw the ring, the desire that surged from his heart told him that this was what he was looking for.

After an hourglass time, Snape walked out of the old Gaunt house with a rather grim look on his face, and on the middle finger of his right hand under his robe there was a black gemstone ring. Snape took out his wand and cast an Apparition spell, and his figure gradually became transparent and disappeared.

Roy, who was lying in the infirmary, seemed to sense something. He suddenly opened his eyes and muttered to himself in the void.

Professor Snape has entered as the fifth Master, so there are only two people left. It's almost time. This Soul Cup War that I have carefully planned and prepared for for so long will begin in a year. Let me try whether the boundary between life and death in this world can be broken.

Chapter 87. Other Participants from the Four Major Colleges

The gears of fate began to turn slowly. The Soul Cup War planned by Roy was about to begin. A mysterious ceremony that spanned history and broke the boundary between life and death was about to be held in this thousand-year-old school. This was definitely a great miracle in the entire history of magic.

In addition to Roy, several other "chosen wizards" also noticed that there was another competitor in the school.

In the Gryffindor common room, a black-haired boy with a lightning scar on his head was fighting fiercely with a red-haired young man, holding a sword in one hand and a staff in the other. Swords flashed, magic roared, and appropriate magic was released between the sharp and intersecting swords, either to harass or to trap the enemy. The violent fighting spirit between the two men frightened the little lions watching around.

"Every time I see Harry and Dean Godric sparring, it feels like they are not two wizards fighting but two swordsmen fighting."

"What can we do? Harry, you know how resistant he is to magic after becoming a magic swordsman. It's like he's releasing a super enhanced version of armor all the time to protect himself. Last time when we were competing against the Serpentine College, the magic released by the five or six idiots like Gollcrabbe had no effect on Harry. Harry just rushed over and punched them one by one."

"If you are envious, then go and practice. Dean Godric has announced the requirements for becoming a magic swordsman. All you need to do is withstand dozens or hundreds of magic spells every day and practice swordsmanship. Longbottom has become the second magic swordsman."

"Forget it. I was hit by more than a dozen spells and had to lie in bed for three or four days. I can't even describe how it felt."

The little lion who said this seemed to have remembered a tragic experience and shuddered uncontrollably. While the little lions were talking in a low voice, the two people who were dueling stopped at the same time after a heavy blow.

Godric, whose figure had become somewhat illusory, said to Harry, who was panting, with a serious expression: "Harry, this year's Wizard Summoner has been born and we have another opponent."

"I noticed it too, Mr. Godric, but it's no big deal. With your guidance, I believe we will be the final winners. Mr. Godric, I've rested well. Let's practice again."

Harry spoke with a firm and confident tone with a determined look in his eyes.

Godric didn't say much and directly conjured up a long sword and rushed forward again.

In the dark basement of Slytherin, the little snakes accepted Draco Malfoy's training in silence, even the senior students were the same.

"Last year's loss to that group of stupid lions was a huge shame for our Serpent Academy. The glory brought by the ancient bloodline was trampled and insulted. Now, in the name of Lord Salazar, I order you to practice bloodline magic in the lounge for at least four hours every day and do your best to explore the secrets in the bloodline. If I find out that someone does not comply, you know the consequences."

Decora's tone was exceptionally cold when he said the last sentence, coupled with his pair of golden vertical pupils, an invisible and heavy pressure instantly enveloped everyone. The dim green light combined with their expressions, the entire Slytherin lounge was filled with a chill that made the air freeze.

As Draco Malfoy's pressure became heavier, a pair of horns quietly emerged from his short golden hair, and tiny crystal scales appeared on his pale cheeks. He looked almost exactly like the legendary dragonborn. When his pressure was about to crush the little snakes, a hand patted Draco on the shoulder.

"Dracula, you haven't fully mastered your dragon bloodline magic yet, and your will is not strong enough. Remember, we are noble wizards, the masters of our bloodline, not its slaves. Don't let your bestiality control you."

A middle-aged gloomy handsome man spoke seriously to Decora.

The inhuman features on Decora's body quickly disappeared as if he sensed his natural enemy, leaving only the pair of golden vertical pupils still shining with terrifying majesty.

Decora, who was strict in front of so many little snakes, responded respectfully to the person next to him like an ordinary student.

"I'm sorry, Master Salazar, I disappoint you. I was so caught up in my emotions that I let them get the better of me."

Salazar Slytherin carefully felt the respect in Decora's heart and the barely perceptible ambition to replace him, and nodded with satisfaction. This Decora was quite good. Although his performance was disappointing due to his family environment before, he was still quite good after being taught by him for two years. He was pure-blooded, shrewd, ambitious, and knew how to adapt to the times. Except for his lack of willpower, he was an excellent Slytherin in all other aspects.

"That's not necessary, Draco. I believe you have also sensed the appearance of a new summoner. Since time is tight, let me help you speed up. Take my token and defeat the little guy in the Chamber of Secrets. Although I think Godric is a reckless guy, some of his ideas are still good. Fighting is the best catalyst."

Amid the frightened looks of the little snakes, Decora walked out of the lounge with a calm expression and headed towards the secret room he discovered in his second year.

Hufflepuff, the little badgers were excitedly appreciating Cedric, with the help of Madam Helga, who was using various techniques to process some edible potions and the meat of magical creatures as smoothly as making potions. After boiling, a pot of fragrant broth burst into a magical fluorescence, which symbolized that the pot of "magic food" was ready. After Cedric said that it was time to eat, the hungry little badgers around took out their prepared bowls from their pockets and began to line up according to their grade to get the soup.

Madam Helga, also known as Hufflepuff, looked kindly at the students who were happily drinking soup, and said softly to Cedric, "There's one more summoning wizard. Why don't you seem nervous at all, little Sai?"

Cedric showed a warm and sunny smile on his face.

"I really don't have the desire to compete with that guy Roy. Others may not know his strength, but I do. Not to mention that his magic is ridiculously strong, his knowledge is also amazing. I suspect that he has read all the books in the library except for some banned books, because every time I discuss with him, he can accurately determine which book, which page, and which paragraph the knowledge I need is in. Facing such a monster-level Ravenclaw student, I'd better be an ordinary Hufflepuff. By the way, ma'am, I have a new idea for magic food here. I think..."

Mrs. Heggar could not deny Cedric's words. From her perspective as a legendary wizard, Cedric was a genius no matter what. Especially after he and Roy came up with the "magic food" which was similar to potions but different, he was already a wizard who had found his own "way". As long as he persisted in his research in the days to come, it might not be impossible for him to reach her original level. Didn't she start studying Transfiguration for food?

The fifth summoning wizard, Snape, who had attracted the attention of all the contestants, was now completely stunned, because a pair of green eyes that had been engraved deep in his mind were looking at him again in front of him.

Chapter 88. Super Evolved Snape

If there is anything more shocking than meeting a long-dead first love, it is meeting that first love again when she was still in her prime student years.

Snape stared blankly at Lily, who was wearing the Hogwarts school uniform and exuding youthfulness. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his student days. Although there were Potter and other eager bastards, what he missed most was Lily, the ray of light that ran through his life.

Now the light reappeared, appearing before him in the form of the image in his dream. At this moment he fell without any surprise.

His heart was dead since that night, and the only meaning of his life was to take revenge on Voldemort and protect Lily's child - Harry Potter. Even though he had a face exactly like his bastard father, his heart was broken as soon as he saw those emerald green eyes.

Two lines of clear tears flowed out of his deep eye sockets involuntarily. At this moment, his cold, mean and gloomy mask could not be maintained at all in front of Lily. Snape, who had lost her once, just wanted to hug Lily in his arms and cry bitterly. He wanted to tell her in person that he was sorry and he was wrong.

"Are you Sev? How did you become like this? Did James Potter and Sirius bully you again? Was it an ageing potion or an aging potion? They are really going too far. I will tell Headmaster Dumbledore."

Severus, Snape hadn't heard this intimate name for more than twenty years. Ever since he said those unforgivable words to Lily in the fifth grade, an invisible gap had appeared between him and her. It was after that time that Severus became the name she called him.

So the Lily now is the Lily before the breakup with him. At this moment, light appeared in his black eyes again, representing the light of hope.

If I could start over again, would Lily choose me? This thought grew and spread wildly in his mind like a devil's snare dripped with growth potion.

When Lily saw that Snape didn't say anything, she thought he was bullied so badly that he was silent after seeing her. So she reached out to touch Snape's head, but she found that she was different.

"Why are my hands white and look like Headless Nick? Am I dead like Professor Binns? Sev, am I dead?"

Hearing Lily's trembling crying voice, her frightened emerald eyes, and Lily curled up in his arms, Snape's heart melted. People live for Lily.

He can give everything for Lily's child, so what can he do to resurrect Lily?

Even if it means going against the whole world, I want you to come back to life, Lily. I won't lose you again this time.

At this moment, Snape's emotions were fluctuating strongly and his magic power was surging violently. It accumulated, compressed, and expanded, and then accumulated, compressed, and expanded again. After nine cycles, a powerful aura surged out from Snape's body. He broke through that level of limit and became a legendary wizard.

Albus is right, love is the most powerful magic.

Snape broke through the realm he had always dreamed of, but he didn't even stay for half a second to feel the power of this realm, and began to comfort and explain to Lily.

After Snape's gentle words of comfort and half-true explanations, Lily initially accepted the information that she was killed in Voldemort's attack and that she could be resurrected in the Soul Cup War. However, Snape ignored the information about James and Harry and did not reveal a word.

With his own white moonlight before his eyes, he would be guilty of a thousand deaths if he said one more word about hating his love rival. At this moment, he remembered a sentence he once heard from his students by chance: childhood sweethearts are not as good as those sent from heaven, unless the hero starts over again. Snape felt that this sentence was a perfect portrayal of his present self.

"Sev, do you think we can be the final winners? After all, except for me, the others are all founders of the four major schools of Hogwarts. Otherwise, forget it. In fact, I think it's good to be with you like this. At worst, we can hide in the attic and make potions together. I found that I am now many times better at making potions than before, and I can distinguish the subtle details of the potion at a glance."

Snape's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. Under the supply of huge magic power, Lily's originally white body began to become exactly the same as that of an ordinary person. From this, Snape could clearly see the shyness and worry on Lily's face. So, was Lily like this to him before? His character was really too bad in the past. If he had been more proactive, how could that bastard James Potter take Lily away? I must correct this mistake. This time, no one will treat Lily better than me.

Snape, who was in the process of transforming from a rational brain to a love brain, still lost the intelligence gathering ability he had developed over the years. After hearing Lily's words, he subconsciously analyzed the meaning of Lily's wizard ghost.

Roy's Ravenclaw represents magical knowledge, Harry's Gryffindor probably represents the magic swordsman or anti-magic physique, his godson Draco's Slytherin represents blood magic, and as for Cedric's Hufflepuff Transfiguration or magical food, Snape began to analyze the intelligence accumulated over the years frantically in his mind. These four students are obstacles to his resurrection of Lily. He must think of a way to deal with them in advance, and also pay attention to his next candidates. According to the imprint of the Soul Cup, there is a high probability that he is the fifth out of seven people, and there are two future players who need to be guarded against, so this matter must not be told to Dumbledore, at least not recently.

In order to revive Lily and give Snape a second life, his clever brain worked at full capacity, planning out ideas and potions one after another. At the same time, he answered Lily's questions emotionally and loved to give answers that were from the bottom of his heart.

"Lily, please believe me. I will definitely bring you the final victory. Reviving you is the only meaning of my life."

When Lily heard Snape's sudden words that were almost an explicit confession, her face turned red instantly and she unconsciously turned her head away from Snape, but at this time silence also represented an attitude.

Just as Snape realized what he had said in such an emotional state and was considering whether he should use the Oblivion Charm or the Oblivion Potion to erase his memory, Lily grabbed Snape with her little hand.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Sifu. When that day comes, I'll give you a big surprise."

After Lily finished speaking in a low and hurried voice, she quickly kissed Snape on the cheek and then buried her head in his arms.

With these words and actions, Lily has made it clear.

Snape's fighting spirit almost began to burn, his emotions were surging, his magic power was boiling, and the fire in his eyes at this moment was enough to illuminate the entire dean's office.