Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Now, the sneak attacker who was hiding his body had no way to escape and his true form was revealed in the shadows a hundred meters away.

A robe embroidered with golden violet patterns, meticulously crafted black hair, and a slender hawthorn wand - except for the lack of facial features, everything was exactly the same as Lynn's.

“So there’s this kind of thing…” Seeing such a strange sight, Lin En was not in a hurry, but showed an interested expression, “No wonder, it’s an imitation.”

"Lynn, little...! Damn it!"

Euphemia was obviously not as calm as him. Just as she was about to sound the alarm, she felt the fire coming from the other side. She hurriedly resisted and saw the same scene as Lin En.

The dragon head hanging high above the black door was still cold and majestic, watching everything happening below.

Chapter 413 Linear Rune

"Now it makes sense. No wonder the senior had such a hard time fighting, and there was also indiscriminate covering magic."

Holding the wand casually, Lynn calmly launched a tentative attack against the clone coming from afar.

I don’t know what’s so strange about this temple. The clones seem to have extremely terrifying learning and imitation abilities. It’s like there is a supercomputer in their heads. They can not only perfectly reproduce the magic performed by Lin En, but even the postures are the same.

Just a few seconds after the previous spell was cast, almost the same spell can be reproduced, even the most powerful seventh-level magic - although it is not a realm of arbitrary use, it can forcibly simulate the effect with several times the magic power.

This was a completely unnatural sight, and the situation on Euphemia's side was even more dangerous.

Her magic was so powerful that it was impossible to even find a difference from that of her opponent. In a short while, she was caught in a tough battle that she hadn't seen in many years. The situation was not relieved until she took out the floating cannon alchemy doll to help.

But in front of the replicant who was as precise as a robot, she was like facing a clone who would never make mistakes. Even with more advanced magic props, it was difficult to win.

"Super Armor! Lin, it looks like its magic will get stronger! Wait, what are you doing?!"

After struggling to block a tricky stun spell, she became more and more frightened as the fight went on, and shouted a warning, but she saw Lin En was still calmly feeding his opponent moves, as if he was afraid that the other party would not be able to learn his magic.

"Don't you think it's better than our alchemical dolls?" Lin En said excitedly, "And I've found their Achilles' heel. It's right there."

He turned his head and looked at the seemingly indestructible dragon head, and cast a spell in the midst of his busy schedule.

"boom"

Amid the not-too-light but heavy explosion, the dragon head remained motionless. To be precise, the spell did not hit it at all, but instead passed through it, which seemed to be a physical entity but was actually just magic.

"It's just a special spell. I can solve it at any time. Don't worry. You can cast it now. This is a perfect sparring partner and research material. Please help me delay it for a while while I study it."

"You...you just make me worry!"

Angry and annoyed, Euphemia stomped her feet hard. Knowing that she couldn't persuade him, she could only turn the gun around and launch another round of attack on the clone who was almost the same as herself.

"Kennaz!"

She no longer held back, but instead used all her might, bringing the fire rune blessed by Freya to its full potential.

Knowing Lin En's thoughts well, she also knew that it was hard to find another opponent like this.

There is no one better than yourself to discover your shortcomings and fill in the gaps when practicing, unless it is a fake that is indistinguishable from the real thing.

In an instant, the fierce battle escalated again.

The flames shooting up into the sky conveyed vitality and heat, but were also filled with a smell of destruction, turning the few remaining debris in the underground palace into ashes and dust, which were then scattered by the wind.

Lin En smiled as he looked at his girlfriend who was giving her her all, and his feet moved closer to her without leaving a trace, with the branches of the World Tree ready to extend over to her at any time.

"It would be better if this guy was stronger." He sighed, his eyes sharpening, "This way we can hold on a little longer, Avada Kedavra!"

A shrill green beam of light shot out from the air and headed straight for the clone's chest.

Without any hesitation or reaction, the clone dozens of meters away responded with the same killing curse, and two green lights intersected in the air.

"boom--"

Under the impact of the narrow encounter, the killing curse, which seemed to have no difference on the surface, showed a one-sided crushing trend. In just a blink of an eye, the clone's spell was completely exhausted and turned into chaotic green spots. He had no power to fight back and could only watch the deadly spell pass through the barrier and hit his chest.

The slightly weakened Killing Curse penetrated the unprotected chest and landed on the clone.

"Boom"

As Lin En expected, a fireball exploded on the chest of the replica, which was ultimately a dead object. The robe, which was originally an imitation, shattered, revealing a dark mechanical body.

Inside the huge gap, rapidly rotating gears and restless magic were revealed.

Clusters of black matter attached to it, repairing the gap at a speed visible to the naked eye - no, not matter, but countless magical words that were almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Just like the dragon head above, it is not a physical entity, but pure magic - a magic rune composed of unknown linear script.

This discovery made Lynn somewhat interested.

Although he was quite satisfied with his alchemical doll, no one would give up the opportunity to make it even better.

Especially this kind of design, which is similar to his technology in nature and is likely to provide useful reference.

At this moment, a metallic voice without any emotion came out from the two clones at the same time:

"Mighty Chosen, you have earned the respect of the Goddess. Now will be your final test. Conquer yourself."

As the voice sounded, the restless black magic runes spread rapidly, instantly repairing the gap on the chest, and finally allowing Lin En to see the arrangement of these linear characters clearly - this mysterious language revealed the tip of the iceberg of its true self in front of him.

This is an ancient text, but the technology itself is far beyond that era. It is full of evil, but also full of wisdom.

"From wisdom to strength, and then to self, your [test] seems to be about that."

The corners of Lin En's mouth curled up in a cold arc, and the interest in his eyes was concealed by extreme rationality.

"It's a pity that you met me. I'd better tear you apart and take you home for research, Fei!"

"coming!"

Euphemia, who always kept some of her thoughts on Lin En, decisively withdrew as soon as she got a chance, and stood beside him slightly panting. The purple-robed shadow that was on the verge of collapse condensed again.

Two yew trees, one large and one small, merged together without any hindrance, and their sharp momentum soared into the sky.

In an instant, the two clones seemed to have crashed. They stood there in a daze, trying to imitate, but unable to do it no matter what.

At this moment, the dazzling golden cup hovered on the other side of the magic book, and the gorgeous crown was worn on Euphemia's head. The majestic magic power swept out like a huge wave.

"My real magic cannot be imitated."

"boom---"

Cold green vertical pupils lit up on the two clones at the same time. The next moment, the sword of Damocles hanging above their heads fell down steadily, clearing away all the black magic power.

The dim underground palace suddenly became as bright as day, and the extremely sophisticated mechanical creation turned into parts flying all over the sky.

The replicant who was so vigorous just now no longer exists.

The dragon head hanging above the black door was also destroyed by the overwhelming magic power in the first place, along with the magic culture.

The door to the last floor was opened, but Lynn did not rush in. Instead, he walked among the fragments of the replicant, looked around, and seemed to be thinking about something.

After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly said: "No matter how sophisticated the machinery is, it is still much more fragile than alchemy."

Comparing the two, he thought of his own alchemical doll and the repairable mixed metal, the advantages and disadvantages were obvious at a glance.

This is also a good opportunity to learn from each other's strengths and overcome our weaknesses.

The only problem is those magical combinations of magic runes - they are not only ancient special characters, but also contain a unique magic system, just like the rune magic that Lin En restored.

Unfortunately, both writing and magic are unfamiliar to him, and even to the entire magical world. If he really wants to learn and understand them, it will probably take years.

Thinking of this, Lin En couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He pulled out his wand and waved it forward gently: "Fly around and repair it."

The broken parts scattered all over the ground gathered together again, and were kneaded together again under the effect of magic, turning into a metal skeleton.

This is their true appearance. The so-called faceless replicants are nothing but a disguise of magic. Only the metal structure is the basis of everything - and it is also the carrier of the mysterious linear magic runes.

Thousands of lost linear characters are engraved on each part, and through unknown means, they are connected to the gem hidden in the deepest part of the chest, gaining enough power to tangle with the legendary wizard.

The only thing that surprised Lin En was that no matter how he searched all over the two dummies, even including the precious gems that had been completely destroyed, he could not find any clues related to the command hub - this was something that even the alchemical dolls could not do.

Are these secrets hidden in the mechanical structure, or are they caused by those mysterious magic words, or is there really someone directing them behind the scenes?

These possible guesses made Lin En ponder, but no matter which one it was, he had to get to the bottom of it in the end.

And there was also the powerful wizard who had apparently passed the triple test in the end. Lin En was also concerned about his whereabouts.

The answer is probably hidden in the darkness before us, where even light cannot penetrate, or under the seemingly bottomless stairs.

Chapter 414 Temple

Going down the seemingly endless stairs, you will reach a bronze door at the end. There is no decoration at all, only a pair of door handles carved with snake heads. The workmanship is not very fine, and can even be said to be a bit rough and simple, which is completely different from the outside.

Euphemia, who was asked by Lin En to stand dozens of meters away, asked from a distance: "Is there any problem? Can I come over?"

"Wait a moment, I'll study it." Lin En said without turning his head, and immediately fell into deep thought.

Euphemia, not knowing what was happening, stood alone in the darkness. The light spell and fluorescent flashes were all ineffective, and she could only vaguely see Lin En's back - this made her a little uneasy, but she still did not disturb Lin En's thoughts.

Twenty years of getting along made her realize that Lin En's strength and knowledge far exceeded those of his peers. If it was something that he would also treat with caution, then it would not be a mistake to wait a little longer.

After more than ten minutes, Lin En breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is this some kind of magic that is difficult to solve?" Euphemia asked with concern, her voice echoing and being amplified in the narrow stairs.

"No, to be exact, there doesn't seem to be any magic here, but that's the weirdest thing."

Lin En looked very confused. He looked around, and his sharp eyes could see the scene in the distance even in the darkness.

He saw Euphemia and the surrounding environment - this place seemed incompatible with the three-story underground palace that was full of mysteries.

"Just stand where you are and stay alert." His tone was serious.

Euphemia obediently drew out her wand, put on the Ravenclaw crown, and carefully walked to the wall where it would be easier to hide and react. She watched Lynn take out both his spellbook and Hufflepuff's gold cup, and looked at the door knocker as if facing a great enemy.

"All curses come to an end."

The crimson magic light wrapped around the gate that had existed for thousands of years, but there was no reaction at all.

This was a result that left even the most cautious person speechless. Lynn frowned, reached out for the door knocker and knocked lightly.

"Boom"

The sound of bronze ware colliding formed rounds of echoes in the deep corridor, as if knocking on people's hearts.

Euphemia was alert, not missing any movement, but in the end nothing happened. Only the bronze door creaked and slowly opened a barely visible gap.

Then there was a horrible stench that quickly "squeezed" out, as if it had been accumulating for thousands or tens of thousands of years and had finally broken out of the prison that imprisoned it and seen the light of day again.

This was a development that Lin En had not expected - even the Bubble Head Curse could hardly block the extremely horrible smell.

Without the slightest hesitation, he put his hand hard on the door and pushed it forward.

"crunch-"

The dilapidated door rubbed against the ground and it was difficult to push forward inside.

The disgusting stench became stronger and stronger. It was not some specially prepared toxin, nor was it some special black magic. It was simply the smell of decay. And there was definitely more than one kind, at least a dozen mixed together.

Over time, even if it is not poison, it becomes poison.

"Pokano!"

A rune symbol that rarely appeared on ordinary days lit up behind Euphemia.

The purifying waves spread out from her body, quickly reaching the source of the foul smell and clearing away the polluted air, which made her frown relax slightly.

"It seems I need to add a spell to protect the robe from poison and odor," she said seriously.

"...I thought you were going to say something big." Lin En couldn't help laughing with a tense face, "But I'm looking forward to it."

As he was speaking, the tightly closed door slowly opened, revealing the last space belonging to this underground palace, or temple.

Looking at the scene inside the door, Lin En raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a bit of surprise.

Looking around, all I could see was a very simple stone statue. It was not the natural lady I had seen before, but a middle-aged woman with a gentle smile.

The nearby walls are covered with a series of murals, the style of which is similar to the myths on the first floor, but the stories are completely different and the protagonists have also undergone tremendous changes.

Although the brushstrokes are crude, one can tell that the person in the painting is the woman—or goddess—in the statue before one’s eyes.

Such a scene was somewhat beyond Lin En's expectations. Not to mention the murals and statues, the almost suffocating stench alone was enough to puzzle him.

With such a smell accumulated in a confined space, there should be at least scattered bones, if not corpses. At the very least, there should be sporadic traces left behind, but there is nothing here.

It shouldn't be said that there was nothing there, but there was dust all over the ground, which would be stirred up with every step, and then dispersed by the magic on the robe, and this cycle would repeat over and over again.