The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

In this icy and snowy world, there is no fear of causing a fire.

boom!

The flames suddenly erupted and began to expand continuously.

Scott then cast a hurricane spell.

Under his control, the constantly spinning hurricane and the fiercely burning flames formed a firestorm that swept through the space inside the gate.

Chapter 514 Elivargar, One of Twelve

A scorching storm of fire swept through, the gray fog dissipated, and Scott took the opportunity to get a general idea of ​​the space inside the gate.

Unlike the Ice Palace, whose exterior walls are entirely made of ice and snow, the walls of the hall behind the door are made of stone.

The walls are covered with densely packed ghost patterns carved in a bold style.

Strangely, when the flames licked across the wall, one could hear chilling wails.

Seeing this, Helena's expression shifted slightly.

"In Norse mythology, Niflheim is a land of ice and snow, and also a land of fog."

"It is the final resting place for those who die of illness or old age, and the people who live there are called Nibelungs."

"It is also the location of the world's first spring, Hvaghmir."

Scott understood what she meant.

Perhaps the wizards of the Asgardian school built this ice palace based on the mythical Niflheim.

Knowing this, they might be able to glean some clues about the ice palace from the legends.

At this moment, under Scott's absolute control, the firestorm had formed a ring of fire, clearing the space in the center of the hall.

Scott walked forward while manipulating the wall of fire.

Because he was protected by a magical barrier, he passed through the wall of fire without any hesitation.

Helena also followed beside him.

Scott walked across the open ground and into the depths of the hall.

Upon arriving here, he waved his wand again, causing all the fire lines to converge once more, forming several enormous fireballs that floated in the air around him.

As the flames gathered, most of the hall was once again shrouded in gray mist.

Only where Scott was located did the gray fog seem hesitant to advance due to the threat of several fireballs.

Scott ignored what was behind him and instead observed what was ahead with Helena and the Ravenclaw in the painting.

A long, curved wall blocked their way, with twelve doorways neatly arranged in front of it.

There are no real doors in these archways, but the archways are still filled with a thick, opaque fog, making it impossible to see what's inside.

Of course, the real challenge is no longer the gray fog that blocks the light, but choosing which path to take to continue.

"'Hvagmir' is the world's first spring, and its inexhaustible water supplies 12 great rivers, which are collectively known as 'Elivargarh'."

Helena offered another new guess.

“If the twelve passages are a metaphor for ‘Elivar’, then they will all lead to the same destination, ‘Hvagmir’.”

"Different paths, same destination?" Scott nodded. "In other words, we can choose any path to enter."

Helena added, "But be careful, as it is said that one of the rivers flowing from here contains highly poisonous water."

"One out of twelve?"

It seems one has to be extremely unlucky to choose the one with the most poisonous ingredients.

Scott considered himself not an unlucky guy, so he wasn't worried.

"In that case, let's leave everything to luck."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gently waved his wand, using arithmetic divination for the first time without knowing any of the known conditions.

"The laws of arithmetic".

"Digital display."

Golden light traced 12 numbers from [1] to [12] in the air. The numbers then collided and disappeared, leaving only the number [2].

Scott waved his hand to make the number [2] disappear.

"Then let's go through the second passage."

He stepped onto the second passageway.

"Let me go in and take a look first."

As Helena spoke, she floated forward on her own.

Scott did not stop her from exploring the way, but stood still and waited.

This time, however, Helena was gone for quite a while; almost half an hour later, she still hadn't returned.

By this time, Scott was starting to get anxious.

On the contrary, Ravenclaw in the painting remains very calm.

“Don’t worry,” she said. “I told you, nothing can really hurt a ghost.”

Scott frowned. "But this is Niflheim, the legendary land of the dead."

Ravenclaw emphasized that "Niflheim is simply a building constructed by ancient wizards based on mythology."

Scott nodded.

After waiting for about half an hour, Helena finally returned.

“There are some obstacles on this road,” she told Scott, “but if it were you, it shouldn’t be a problem.”

“What’s the obstacle?” Scott asked.

“They are like the undead, but they are also completely different from ordinary undead.”

Helena's expression was rather unpleasant; she seemed disgusted by those unusual undead.

"Their bodies were exceptionally large, seemingly transformed from giants, and..."

"Although I can't feel the temperature, I think they seem to carry terrifying poison and cold, because their bodies are badly ulcerated, yet they are all encased in ice armor."

"Could it be that I won the lottery in a 12-out-of-12 draw?"

Scott was somewhat incredulous.

"No, I shouldn't be that unlucky."

Helena smiled and said, "Then I'll look at another route."

With that, she turned around and entered the third passage.

She returned quickly this time, having only been gone for about ten minutes.

She laughed and said, "There are those disgusting monsters on this road too. Congratulations, it seems you're not the unlucky one."

"That's good."

Scott breathed a sigh of relief and headed straight for the second passage.

After taking a few steps, he stopped again and turned to look at Helena.

"You should hide inside the magic barrier, Helena. Although those things can't actually touch you, judging from your reaction, they seem quite disgusting."

"Oh, yes."

Helena couldn't wait to pass through the magic barrier and float to Scott's side.

"I'm sorry, but I really can't accept walking through their bodies."

She said, frowning.

"I've been avoiding them, but thankfully they seem to be asleep."

"It's alright."

Scott understood perfectly; he didn't want to touch that disgusting stuff either.

As he spoke, he manipulated two fireballs to float in front of him to clear a path, while the other fireballs floated to his sides and behind him.

After doing all this, he still felt it wasn't safe enough, so he released the fire raven Edgar and cast a bubble head spell on himself to cover his mouth and nose.

To release Edgar from the magic barrier, he first enlarged Edgar's size, then enlarged the original magic barrier, created a smaller magic barrier inside it, and finally removed the outer magic barrier.

In this way, Edgar was once again outside the magic barrier.

Although it was tedious, it also prevented me from coming into contact with any toxins that might be present inside the ice palace.

This is also thanks to Scott's significant improvement in skill, which enabled him to perform such complex maneuvers.

Next, without Scott's instructions, Edgar took control of several fireballs and flew forward on his own.

The two fireballs in front of Scott merged directly into the flames surrounding him.

As Edgar, his body engulfed in raging flames, flew forward, the gray mist dissipated.

Chapter 515 The Qualification to Inherit Ideals

Scott followed Edgar into the second passage.

The passage was not wide at first, barely enough to accommodate the magical barrier protecting Scott.

At first, Scott wondered how such a space could contain a giant-sized undead, but as he went deeper, the space became larger and larger.

After more than ten minutes, Helena warned him, "Be careful, there are those monsters ahead."

Is that so?

Scott stopped in his tracks.

He stopped, but Edgar did not.

The crow, cloaked in flames, continued flying straight ahead, constantly breaking through the thick gray fog.