Ancient Wizards Return to Hogwarts...

Chapter 445 Godric: Where did Salazar bring me? Is this still 21st-century Britain?

"You, you..." The remaining three were so shocked by this sudden turn of events that they couldn't speak.

Of course, the churning blood within them might also be a reason why they find it difficult to speak.

"They're so weak." Rice looked at the three people who were still barely floating in mid-air with pity.

Weakness is the original sin; faced with external destroyers, they lacked even the ability to communicate with them. If it weren't for these four figures in the English magical world back then, they would probably have been just as powerless as these people before them when facing the Norse gods.

Did the existence of these alchemical beings interfere with Rice's life? Actually, no, but after Rowena asked him for help, he came to bring them destruction and death.

Of course, even without Rowena's request, Rice would have done the same without hesitation to kill the local inhabitants after learning that they were aware of the "great calamity."

The animosity between the two sides has deepened to the point where it cannot be resolved.

"You called that giant dragon the Fallen Star Dragon King? It's a very fitting name. I originally thought it was hiding here to slowly recover from its injuries because it was weak, but I didn't expect that compared to you, it was already a top-tier powerhouse."

Rice's words left the three of them shocked and furious, yet speechless.

After a long while, the three of them finally calmed their restless blood and energy and regained their ability to speak.

"Aren't you afraid of divine retribution for your actions?"

"The Imperial Court's mage ranks are filled with powerful figures; there are countless like me. The laws of the land are merciless; you are doomed!"

"You have no past grudges against us, nor any present animosity, so why did you suddenly resort to murder?"

Rice snapped his fingers, and the three men's tongues instantly froze, rendering them unable to utter a sound. Although they could still speak, the blood in their bodies was still surging erratically, draining all their energy. They were barely able to float in mid-air, let alone resist Rice's tongue-locking spell.

"One at a time, I'll answer your questions one by one."

Since the three people in front of him had passed his "test", they had earned the right to talk to him, and he would naturally answer their questions.

"I have never been afraid of so-called gods. If they are willing to show themselves and bring down calamity, that would be great." Rice thought that since they could be called gods, they must have collected a lot of authority, right? The benefit of killing one of these alchemical life forms is a thousand times that of others. Maybe even the so-called Fallen Star Dragon King could be worth ten or eight of them.

If the gods of this plane could come to him on their own initiative, it would save him a lot of time.

Rice released the tongue-binding spell from the priest-like man and asked him earnestly if he could speak with the gods.

If it could bring you divine tribulation, then please hurry.

Priest: ...

He felt like he had encountered a madman today.

"Only His Holiness the Pope can communicate directly with the gods; ordinary bishops like myself cannot gain much favor from the gods."

The priest's words greatly disappointed Rice, but fortunately, he also pointed out a clear path for him.

After silencing the priest, Rice turned to the second person dressed as a magician and posed a question.

"The Royal Mage Corps? Who's stronger, the Chief Mage or the Dragon King?"

The court mage was taken aback by the question, but from the conversation between the man in front of him and Bishop Carter, he vaguely sensed that this guy seemed to be eager to fight against strong people—what a madman.

However, this also seems like a very good opportunity for revenge, allowing this madman to walk right into their trap.

So he truthfully told the mad mage in front of him his evaluation of the chief court mage.

"It's difficult for me to answer this question because the Chief has neither fought against the Falling Star nor experienced the Great Calamity, so it's hard to assess his true strength. However, he once fought alongside His Majesty the Emperor to slay the Lord of the North Sea and the King of the Lava Giants, so I believe that he and His Majesty possess strength no less than that of the Dragon King."

Rice's eyes lit up: just from the name, one could tell that the Chief Court Mage must be in the same position as the Emperor, so wouldn't he be able to kill two birds with one stone?

"You seem to have mentioned the Dragon King quite a few times? Besides the Fallen Star Dragon King, are there any other Dragon Kings?"

The mage looked at Rice with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot. He couldn't understand how a powerful person like Rice, who had already reached such a level, could still be as ignorant as a child. No, even a child should have heard of the legends of the Dragon Kings, right?

However, given the opponent's formidable strength, he decided to answer the question seriously, and perhaps he could even lead this guy to the Dragon King's side.

"There are countless dragons in all directions, but only four can be called Dragon Kings: Wind Dragon King Xingxiao, Earth Dragon King Zhuixing, Fire Dragon King Tunyan, and Water Dragon King Fuchao. Although other dragons may also call themselves Dragon Kings, their strength is not on the same level as these four Dragon Kings."

A thoughtful look flashed in Rice's eyes.

"Among the four Dragon Kings, the Wind Dragon King Xingxiao is the oldest and most powerful, having survived seven great calamities. Next are the Fire Dragon King and the Earth Dragon King, both of whom survived three world-destroying calamities. However, compared to the Falling Star Dragon King, the Fire Dragon King is superior because it was not injured or forced into hiding due to the great calamities."

Rice's face darkened: "So the Water Dragon King is the weakest?"

"That's natural."

Rice snorted: Rowena just likes to take advantage of herself in these little details, how childish!

Perhaps this is related to the fact that she has never been able to outwit him in terms of strategy?

Rice misunderstood Rowena this time, because she genuinely hadn't considered trying to outdo Salazar in such a matter. In fact, the order in which the Dragon Kings were born was closely related to Rowena's own preferred type of magic; her greatest strength was "wind," making the Wind Dragon King the oldest and most powerful. The Water Dragon King was introduced second only to the Wind Dragon King, and the current Water Dragon King is the weakest simply because he's a second-generation Dragon King; the first generation couldn't withstand the world-ending catastrophe Rowena had unleashed before…

"Tell me the location of the Dragon Kings."

The court monk was more than happy to grant this request and immediately marked the locations of the remaining three dragon kings on the map.

After finishing his conversation with the court magician, Rice looked at the third person. The person in front of him was also dressed as a magician, but he did not have as many family crest decorations as the court magician.

"Because you're trying to control the smoke and dust," Rice's answer left the three puzzled.

"I want to study what kind of impact a large amount of dust will have on the ecological environment when it blocks out the sun. This is very valuable and rare experimental data, so no one is allowed to interfere."

The three people: ? ? ?

"I don't understand... Don't you know this will cause a catastrophe? Countless plants will die from the lack of sunlight, then the animals, and famine will strike this land—"

"What does this have to do with me?"

The middle-aged magician was speechless. Then he realized that the person in front of him was the most insane of all, the most wicked of all, and the survival of the world was of no concern to him!

Even with this in mind, he still found it hard to believe, so he couldn't help but ask another question: Do you want to destroy the world?

"Yes!" Faced with these three, Lestan was terrifying; not a single lie was in his answer.

Why did you do that?

"It has nothing to do with you."

This statement was still true, but it broke the defenses of all three of them.

They all thought of the same thing: Destroying you has nothing to do with you.

"A madman, a demon, the incarnation of the Great Heaven's Shadow—"

"Say what you will, but wait, what's this 'Great Heaven' you're talking about?"

The three were used to Rice's ignorance. They told Rice that the Great God was the creator of this world, an omnipotent being. However, like everything else, the Great God also had His shadow.

The Great Heaven is the creator of all things, while the Shadow of the Great Heaven is the destroyer of all things. After the Great Heaven completes its creation, it falls into a deep slumber due to exhaustion. At this time, the Shadow of the Great Heaven awakens and begins its annihilation, unleashing a cataclysmic catastrophe. In this catastrophe, everything is destroyed. After the catastrophe, the Great Heaven awakens and begins creation anew.

From the awakening of the Great Celestials to the end of the cataclysmic calamity, one era has passed. Some exceptionally powerful beings were able to withstand the cataclysmic calamity, such as the Dragon Kings.

Rice understood who "Da Tian" referred to.

That's Rowena!

"I understand. Then I will tell you that I am the incarnation of the world-destroying calamity."

The three men stared wide-eyed. The middle-aged mage, who hadn't been hit by the tongue-locking curse, immediately launched into a tirade, calling Rice delusional and utterly insane.

Destroying the world? You dare to challenge me!

"Do as you please, believe it or not." Rice snapped his fingers, and three long cones formed from congealed blood pierced through the hearts of the three men.

The three corpses fell straight into the molten crater beneath them, while the three points of light were held in Rice's hand.

After dealing with the alchemical beings that had rushed over to put out the fire, Rice flew off into the distance.

During the flight, Rice took out the crystal ball issued by the Ministry of Magic.

The moment he entered the alchemical world, Rice turned off the crystal ball's broadcast function.

The children watching the game were too young for such scenes. Rice was also worried that once they left the arena, they would be surrounded by Aurors and Dementors from the Ministry of Magic, which would make things very unpleasant.

However, turning off the broadcast function does not mean that Rice will not receive task notifications. Rice is currently looking at the two task messages that were just sent.

Main Quest: Defeat a dragon and obtain its heart. The quest has a one-month time limit; failure will result in elimination!

Side Quest (1): Obtain a noble title in any country on the continent. Quest Reward: 10 points.

Side Quest (2): Reunite with the other three players assigned to you by the organizers to form a four-person team. Reward: 30 points (10 points for each additional team member).

Note: Failure to complete the mission may affect the subsequent schedule.

Your teammate's location: ...

Rice sighed: This piece of junk even has a location tracking function?

He looked at the three tasks issued by the system and felt quite troubled.

He had indeed just killed two dragons, but they had both been obliterated by the meteorite impact, which meant he would have to go elsewhere to find more dragons to kill.

He also considered the other two side quests to be a complete waste of time.

The title itself isn't too bad; once you slay a dragon, the surrounding lords will most likely bestow upon you a knighthood or other lower-ranking titles like baron or lord. The most annoying thing is having to team up with three other people. Since the crystal ball didn't specify teaming up with students from the same school, it's obviously going to be a shuffled start, and Rice has no patience for tutoring kids from other magic schools.

Judging from the mission's appearance, it encourages players to cooperate in hunting fire dragons—and also to utilize the strength of the natives. If you're not targeted by the world, then you'll essentially be fighting alongside the four Iris you encountered at the start.

"Sigh..." Thinking of this, Rice couldn't help but sigh and flew towards the city on the map that was closest to here and had not been destroyed in the explosion.

He has to complete the main quest, otherwise he'll be teleported out, which would be terrible.

After landing outside the town, Rice was overwhelmed with mixed feelings as he looked at the medieval-style city.

When Rowena created the world, he must have followed the experiences of the four of them traveling together in their youth. The city before him had many familiar traces, and some streets even seemed familiar. Especially when he saw a small stall with a sign that read, "[Hollande: Making fine staffs since the Third Age]".

Memories flooded back, and while Rice had absolute control over the flow of water, he couldn't control the waves surging in the sea of ​​memories.

The scene evokes emotions, and this is exactly what it means.

Rice grasped the resurrection stone ring in her pocket.

This place can no longer really be considered Hogwarts territory, and using the Resurrection Stone to summon Godric wouldn't have any negative consequences, so perhaps...

I don't want you to use this little gadget to wake me up anymore.

Godric's voice rang in Rice's ears. Rice hesitated for a moment, then grasped the resurrection stone ring.

You think you can just stop calling me that whenever you want? Since when did it become your place, Godric Gryffindor, to tell me what to do?

Hey, I'm going to use this ring to summon you anyway, so what? Jump out and hit me!

Without any hesitation, Rice took out the resurrection stone ring, spun it three times, and summoned Gryffindor.

This time, Gryffindor was more shrewd. He didn't speak immediately, but first confirmed who had summoned him.

Huh? Salazar Slytherin?!

Godric's eyes lit up like a hunting dog that had caught its prey.

"Ah, Salazar! You're just like I thought, weak-willed and obsessed with the past! Didn't I tell you not to use this little thing to call me out!" Gryffindor rattled off a whole bunch of prepared lines as if reciting a script.

Rice: ...

"Take a look around you first."

Godric was taken aback, then looked around, a hint of surprise in his eyes: Where did Salazar bring me? Is this still 20th-century England?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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