Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

This was also the reason why he came here to explore without hesitation even though he knew there was something fishy about this place, and it was even likely related to the false god.

Not to mention the thousands of years that had passed, even if the person hiding inside was Voldemort in his prime, he would not have the slightest fear or cowardice. Not to mention killing him on the spot, he would have at least a 60% chance of winning in a single fight.

Under the gaze of the goddess statue, he took the lead into the darkness and walked into another world of this magnificent underground palace.

This time it is no longer a "tender and affectionate" maze - if you ignore the mechanisms and piles of bones at other forks in the road - but a terrifying poisonous miasma and deep pool. Every step you take seems like a swamp of unpredictable depth.

But these were just to screen out those wizards who had wisdom but no power, and were just appetizers in front of the two.

The poisonous miasma disappeared completely under the purification of the purple shirt, along with the dead spirits that had accumulated for thousands of years.

The swamp emitting poisonous fog was instantly sealed by a thick layer of ice, leaving only a straight and open road ahead leading to the end.

Even the mechanisms on the walls were recycled, roughly dismantled and turned into paving carpets.

While strolling in the underground palace that should have been dark but was illuminated by the spell of light, the two of them looked at the statues of Valkyries that looked heroic on the outside but concealed a strange and seductive aura upon closer inspection.

They stand on both sides of the road, remaining intact for thousands of years without decay or even a speck of dust.

This makes the place feel more like a "temple", but the gods worshipped here are not righteous gods, but evil gods who do despicable things under the guise of good gods.

The most evil plots are often covered in a hypocritical cloak of brightness and goodness, like turning inducement into a blessing, or even adding a veil of "test" that can arouse people's curiosity and greed, allowing black magic to hide in it.

Even if there were a few quick-witted ones, if they were not extremely vigilant and had profound magical powers, they would probably not be able to avoid the erosion of the "vitality" just now - that was not vitality at all, but plankton so tiny that it was difficult to detect not only with the naked eye, but also with magic.

Under the scorching fire, they soon revealed their true appearance and turned into ashes, and no matter what means were used, they could not be used.

If not, there would be only two paths for wizards who passed the first level of the test to reach this point.

Die under the trap, or completely regard it as a test of strength after wisdom, move forward bravely, and fight against the increasingly powerful black magic and curses in this temple under the gaze of the goddess statue, for more "blessings".

The "Goddess" is also generous enough that she will leave a magic spell on a special statue every twenty pairs.

A black magic that is obviously full of evil aura and can even cause serious damage to one's body in exchange for powerful strength - but for ancient wizards, they may not care about this as they do not have a complete system like the modern one.

Just like Helpo said, there is no black or white in their magic, only the difference in the results of fighting.

This plan was not complicated, it could even be said to be crude, but it always targeted the greed in human nature. It was hard for Lin En to imagine how many people had died because of it, or had become puppets or even sacrifices of the evil god.

At least he knew for sure that Rowena, Helga and the others had seen many victims here - right in front of the gate of the second pass. Some of them even kept crawling forward with their limbs broken before they died.

He looked like a devout martyr, and didn't look like a wizard with extraordinary skills at all.

In the past, when they were young, the four great Hogwarts masters did not destroy these ancient and evil magics.

Today, when the equally young Lynn and Euphemia walked on the ice here, wherever they went, the statues that looked heroic but were actually evil turned into dust and completely dissipated along with the magic.

Whether it was the strange insects disguised as black mist, the curse hidden under the swamp and inside the wall, or the tricky weapons that were occasionally activated in the statue, the five-meter distance between the two of them seemed like a chasm and a cliff, insurmountable.

After destroying the seventh magical statue, the ice and swamp extended to the end, and a pitch-black door that seemed to swallow up all the light blocked their way.

The remains had long been turned into an empty grave by Helga.

There are a few more bones here now, and perhaps there are even more sleeping beneath the swamp.

No matter what era it is, no matter whether magic is advancing, lingering or regressing, there are always many ambitious people.

Lin En did not have any mercy on these people like the kind-hearted Helga. He did not even give them an extra glance, he just looked at the dark door and the eye-catching Libra logo on it.

"Wise and brave elects, you have earned the respect of the gods with your own strength."

The voice that suddenly sounded was no longer feminine, nor was it kind. Although it was a female voice, it revealed a sense of rough power.

"Now, show your strength. This is the second test. Only the strongest can stand before the goddess."

As he spoke, the dark Libra glowed with golden light, and the deep magic power emitted astonishing fluctuations.

"The losers will also receive rewards from the goddess, as a reward for your journey."

From the distant entrance to the underground palace to this moment, the difference in magic power is so huge that even Lin En cannot underestimate it.

"It seems that this is the one who stopped Rowena and the other four back then." Euphemia said.

Lynn asked, "Do you think you can make it?"

"I'm afraid not." Euphemia shook her head, "Why don't you try it, or should we do it together?"

"No need. Stand behind me and be careful - especially the 'loser's reward'. I heard Rowena say that Gryffindor almost suffered a loss that year, but it was thanks to that old bald guy who helped him that he was laughed at for a long time."

Lynn looked at Libra teasingly and walked forward slowly.

With every step, the purple-shanked shadow grew stronger.

When he walked to the bottom of Libra, the explosively growing World Tree had reached the top of the underground palace, which was more than ten meters high, and was spreading its branches and leaves at an unimaginable speed. The whole space was bathed in purifying light.

Including the scale - it is indeed fair, perhaps the rare fair thing in this underground palace.

But Lynn had no intention of following the rules from the beginning.

He came here to destroy it, not to research and explore like Rowena did.

The golden light shrouding the Libra was forcibly dispersed.

The magnificent magic power turned into a long river pouring down.

With a deafening impact, the black gate collapsed.

This ancient temple encountered unprecedented toughness and brutality and fell into unprecedented silence.

It was as if the system had crashed, or as if it had suffered a devastating blow from another dimension.

Chapter 412: Replica: Faceless Man

The first level is wisdom, the second level is strength, and the third level only leaves the unknown, and the unknown is always something to look forward to.

This is true even if we know that there are conspiracies behind these levels and tests.

Perhaps because he had been cautious and slow in the past ten years, after reaching a level comparable to legendary wizards, Lin En became more fond of using absolute power to smash all conspiracies before him.

In a sense, this is also a rebound after years of restraint, just like returning to the high-spirited student days.

After sweeping away the second test and all the arrangements in the temple with great ease, his thoughts became much clearer and his mood became more relaxed.

Walking through the broken wreckage, with the floating cannon and magic book suspended at his side, Lynn took a fighting stance and strode forward.

Euphemia carefully checked the surrounding traces and only ran after confirming that everything was correct.

This has been their long-standing custom, and it is also the result of a tacit understanding that does not require any words.

It was not until the two figures disappeared into the distant darkness and turned into a faint ball of light that there was new movement in the ruined temple.

The broken statue trembled and tried to reassemble and repair itself, but it had almost turned into powder and had no chance of recovery.

But outside the completely collapsed gate, faint fluctuations of magical power still continued, and faint ripples appeared in the space.

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Walking on the spacious, flat and empty corridor, Lin En said leisurely: "First it was a maze, then a temple, and according to the style of Minoan civilization, the last one should be a palace."

"It's a pity that this doesn't look like a palace, but more like an ancient battlefield, empty and with nothing in it." Euphemia joked, "And this shouldn't be the last one. Isn't there the [Goddess's Blessing] after the three tests?"

"You're right. It looks like we'll have to spend a little more time to see the true appearance of this mysterious Goddess. Who knows what other tricks they have up their sleeves."

"You're probably the only one who thinks these things are just tricks, right? If Rowena saw this, she'd be so shocked - I can imagine that scene."

"I want to take that as a compliment."

"Of course, because I also think you are the most amazing wizard."

Euphemia looked at Lin En with a smile, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"Ahem... I can't bear this title. Let's hurry up and move on." After two dry coughs, Lin En, feeling overwhelmed, quickly quickened his pace, causing a burst of cheerful laughter that echoed in the empty corridor for a long time.

As we moved forward, hideous traces appeared on the walls, the ground and even the ceiling. They were very old and had even blended in with the environment.

Extremely fierce and even tragic battles took place here, at least hundreds of years ago or even longer.

Considering that the four giants in their youth were unable to enter, the battle here might have been the work of a legendary wizard, but it was unknown who did it.

Judging from the traces, the traces of black magic are very obvious, mainly cutting, cursing and poisoning. The level is probably not inferior to Grindelwald - it's just that it can't compare to the sickle.

But this is understandable. After all, as the trump card that Grindelwald has been thinking about for many years, the scythe is most likely modeled after the destructive power contained in the Deathly Hallows.

This kind of power that is almost like the power of death is the result of climbing to the top and it can only be encountered by chance.

Touching his chin gently and thinking, Lynn raised his wand and cut a deep cut on the wall along with the wall itself and put it into his bracelet.

He planned to take it back and study the magic and the use of magic contained in it - this was a good material, and it made him feel familiar and inspired.

"At least Rowena didn't fool me. I finally found some real high-quality magic." He turned his head and said to Euphemia half-jokingly.

As they talked, the two continued to move forward, remaining alert, observing as they walked in the direction of the battle traces towards the end of the third area, and soon reached the end.

Only countless large and small fragments remained of the dozen or so statues that were supposed to stand here. There were countless hideous gaps on the walls, and even the gate in the front was corroded, almost revealing a hole.

Only the dragon head hanging above the black door remained the same as before. Although it had experienced many baptisms of black magic, it was not affected at all. It was obviously extraordinary.

This made Lin En alert - the fact that such a skilled wizard was involved in a fierce battle meant that this level was not as simple as the previous ones.

Considering the scale of the Libra, the opponents here might actually be strong enough to compete with legendary wizards.

"Ewaz."

Lin En, without any complacency, immediately used his strongest defense and approached the black gate cautiously. He stared at the dragon head with his eyes fixed, and his muscles slightly tensed, ready for battle.

However, unlike the previous two checkpoints, even when he walked to the door, there was no sound or other prompts, and the huge platform fell into deathly silence.

Only the temperature around her gradually dropped, not noticeably, but the accumulation of time made the sensitive Euphemia notice it.

"There's a problem here." She said, and then used the Purple Shirt Rune in the same way, blending with Lin En, and her momentum rose. "Be careful, I have a bad feeling...!"

"boom--"

Before he could finish his words, sharp ice cones came out from the darkness, attacking from behind and hitting the shadow of the World Tree heavily, causing violent tremors and shaking.

Not just one or two, but as dense as rain.

The chilling cold suddenly spread, as if it was going to completely freeze the space itself, along with everything in it.

"This is... Issa?"

Euphemia was still terrified by the imminent threat, but she was even more shocked by the magic itself.

She had only seen such a form and power in Lynn—the ultimate form of Ice Rune Issa.

In the hasty defense, even though she and Lin En's Purple Shirt Rune merged into one, she still felt a vague threat.

And this is not the end. Seeing that the surprise attack failed, the attacker hiding in the darkness in the distance decisively changed his tactics.

With a "pop" sound, the spell of light was broken and the entire temple fell into darkness.

The next second, cold vertical pupils reflected on the purple shirt.

The scorching heat from the sun god damaged the world tree once again.

In the passive position, Euphemia was shocked and angry, and a raging fire spread across the prairie when she raised her hand.

"Come out here! Kenaz!"

Her choice was correct, but the flames that made almost no distinction between friend and foe did not yield any results.

The only response she got was another curse that penetrated her, this time it was a killing curse.

"Click——"

Amid the piercing explosion, the purple-robed silhouette began to flicker, and her face turned slightly pale.

"Damn..."

“Fei, don’t move, just stand where you are.” Lin En hurried back and protected his girlfriend behind him.

"Lynn, this is yours..." she said eagerly.

"I know, this is my magic." Lin En nodded calmly, "It's quite interesting, just support me."

As he spoke, the hawthorn wand emitted light again.

But this time it's not for lighting, but...

"Ahura!"

The Sun Fire of the Good God instantly enveloped the entire dark underground palace, devouring the Rune Fire, burning and purifying everything within sight, turning it into nothingness.

"bang"