Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

He said no more, wiped the chessboard, and picked up his empty teacup again - the green tea slowly rose up, filling the entire cup after a moment, exuding the fragrance of flowers.

"That's right." Lin En smiled with satisfaction and looked at him meaningfully. "Sometimes, it is those chess pieces and little people that you don't take seriously that can bring surprises."

"Then we'll see."

With a sarcastic arc on his lips, Merlin stared at the water intently, as if there was some secret in the tea.

The two people who were arguing with each other stopped talking. The wind and rain above their heads, the ice and frost around them, everything disappeared into thin air.

......

"boom--"

"Brian! Victor! Take everyone back! Clean up those annoying tentacles first! I'll hold on for a while!"

The elegant robe was covered in smoke and dust, and his face was covered in sweat and smoke, making it black and gray, looking very disheveled.

Euphemia, who had been accustomed to having Lin En by her side since she was a child, experienced for the first time the hardship of carrying the responsibility alone. Her highly tense nerves were like a fully drawn bow.

Amid the ruins, her figure was moving swiftly and swiftly. She had to stand at the front and resist this unprecedented super monster, while also having to keep her eyes and ears open, and command the stargazers and reinforcements to act separately at any time to minimize casualties.

But it can only be reduced.

In the face of this mighty force comparable to that of nature, apart from her who could resist it head-on, even wizards like Slughorn and Nicol, who had profound magical powers and extraordinary attainments in magic, had to work together to barely hold it off for a moment.

If they are in this situation, let alone others, who may not even have a chance to fight back even if they hide their heads for a long time.

Fortunately, there are hundreds or thousands of elite wizards here, and the seemingly endless tentacles are not really impossible to eliminate.

As the main force of the Stargazers changed direction and concentrated their firepower on these troublesome interference objects, the Witch Party and Aurors from various countries, who were originally overwhelmed, gritted their teeth and attacked wildly regardless of casualties. They actually achieved remarkable results and successfully trapped the monster in the ruins of a church.

But another problem also arises.

The magic that had always worked against the false god had no effect on this particularly large and powerful monster.

It made no difference whether it was a single approaching surprise attack or a joint attack by dozens of top wizards, and it even injured Flitwick who was a little too aggressive.

After several attacks and defenses, Euphemia saw the crux of the problem.

The dim spiritual light flickered in and out, protecting its spiritual world from any leaks and leaving it helpless.

Lynn also saw the same thing.

He turned his head, staring at his still unidentified opponent with a half-smile, and whispered, "Is this what you mean by not caring about pawns and small figures? It's not a small move. I'm afraid there is a part of your own soul in that beast's body."

The bland tone seemed even more ironic at this moment, but Merlin didn't care at all and instead seemed a little complacent.

“So what if it is, so what if it’s not?”

"It's not important, I'm just expressing my feelings."

"What are you feeling?"

"I feel sad that you have to lose an alternative Horcrux before you even have this fight with me."

"What did you say—stop it!"

Before he could react, the extremely powerful magic power flowed along the branches of the World Tree into the unknown space, like a stone sinking into the sea, and no one could find out where it went.

Merlin, who had been sitting on the Diaoyutai from beginning to end, lost his calmness for the first time. With a low shout, the withered sea of ​​flowers bloomed again and attacked Lin En and the World Tree.

However, his movements were finally a step slower.

The dazzling white light was already shining on Euphemia, who was racking her brains for a solution, in Paris thousands of miles away. It was so bright that he was unwilling to look directly at it for a moment.

"boom--"

The surging air waves spread rapidly in all directions with the tea pavilion as the center, turning the sea of ​​flowers into dust. The tea pavilion itself was also blasted to pieces in the collision of magic, leaving only a piece of tile.

At the same time, even more magnificent explosions were heard from the distant battlefield.

Through the dazzling light, the shocked Merlin saw a scene he had never seen in his life.

He had invested countless amounts of effort and magic power, and devoured countless of his own kind and rare materials. This masterpiece, which even he himself could not easily destroy, began to shatter and melt under the illumination of the white light, just like the surface of a river thawing in spring.

Anger that hadn't been felt in hundreds of years swirled in my heart, along with a tremor from the depths of my soul.

Chapter 606: Big and Small People (Part )

"It seems that you already know a lot of things... I should have thought of it earlier, since you saved that old horseman who should have died long ago."

Unlike his superficial joy and anger before, at this moment, Merlin, who felt that he had been fooled and cleansed, showed anger that was almost like a storm was coming.

"The only thing that surprised me was that this kind of rotten magic that didn't work was actually revived in your hands, and you actually dared to cast such a consuming magic in front of me. I really don't know whether to praise you for being smart or call you naive."

The sarcasm and provocation did not make Lin En angry, but instead made him sure of his judgment.

He sarcastically replied, "This is not something you should care about. Since you are willing to cheat, I will certainly not be polite to you. Think about the soul you will lose."

"Is it important? I don't think so." Merlin said with a gloomy face, "It's just some trivial matters. Even if you win this time, what does it matter? If you destroy my magic, will it affect the overall situation? Only you and I can decide everything. Your so-called companions and friends are just insignificant consumables."

He sat there fearlessly, and the tea that had been spilled due to his previous gaffe disappeared, leaving only an empty cup.

His words were not simply words of tough talk, nor were they an attempt to make up for or fight back after suffering a loss, but they did have reasons.

Lynn also knew that, not to mention that his assistance would only tip the scales in his favor, even if everyone on the battlefield in Paris could win immediately with unity, it would not have much impact on this world between reality and fantasy.

Except for him who has the ability to find the virtual and real nodes, no one else can break into this unique and special world.

If he couldn't win, no one, Muggle or wizard, would be able to cope, let alone defeat and kill the source of the disaster who might have found a way to immortality.

Thinking of this, his expression became more serious.

Ignoring the intense battle on the screen, the two turned to face each other and looked into each other's eyes.

This is a battle without magic or enchantment.

It seemed that even the eternal space began to distort, and the tall tower in the distance even bent into an obvious arc.

"It's useless." Merlin was the first to speak. "You, a yew tree, can only break through the boundary and enter my world. You are far from destroying it."

"Who knows if it will work? I don't like to make conclusions after trying." Lin En did not give in. "People always have to pursue challenges and limits in life."

"Then you've chosen the wrong target. The only thing that can defeat me is the rules themselves, never the so-called opponents." Merlin showed his disdainful arrogance, "I have already reached the end of the rules long before you so-called wizards existed."

"And you've been standing still for so many years, even to the point of pitting Muggles, wizards, and monsters against each other, just to find someone who can help you take the final step?"

"It is an honor for humans and those monsters who don't even have a life to die for the future of magic."

"Is this the reason why you attacked Dumbledore and Grindelwald while I was away?"

"Of course, although I don't believe they can do anything serious, I have always believed that less trouble is worse than more trouble - especially for them."

Merlin sneered, "Legends in your eyes are nothing more than decent wizards who appear every few decades. The paths of some smart people are worth learning from, but that's all. It's not easy to find the right person - I won't kill you, because you are my only reward after thousands of years of fruitless efforts."

"Your arrogance is disgusting." Lynn said, "If others knew that the Merlin they revere is such a lunatic, it would be a great scene."

"Crazy? You may think so, but I believe you will understand my pursuit, because you are also a wizard who is not content with the status quo and hopes to keep moving forward." Merlin said meaningfully, "As for the name 'Merlin', it is just one of the names I used in the past. I don't think it means anything, although it is indeed very useful in reality and I have used it for a long time.

"What I'm most thankful for is that I was born a Muggle. I've never believed in Merlin since I was a child." Lin En smiled, "The facts have proved that I'm wise."

"It doesn't matter either, Eric. Everything you consider valuable and worth cherishing is just a moment in history, whether it's those people or those symbols that serve different purposes."

Merlin spoke earnestly and patiently, emphasizing his point.

The youthful appearance and voice are not out of place at this moment, because the accumulation of countless years makes it not appear exaggerated at all.

He pointed at Euphemia, who had always been in the center of the picture, and said, "I know you think highly of this woman, and she is indeed good, but in the eternal life, she is just a passer-by - just like when I was with your other teacher."

“What did you say?” Lin En’s pupils shrank slightly, and a dangerous look flashed across his face.

"Are you surprised?" Merlin smiled mischievously. "Compared to those so-called legendary wizards, he makes me look up to him. After all, we created the Philosopher's Stone together - although it seems that you are the one who really made it flourish, I never thought that thing could have so many uses."

"It seems that you are the friend who lived with him for three hundred years and finally died of natural causes." Lin En pondered.

"I probably haven't told you that I have a very special pair of eyes - they can see through people's potential."

Merlin was somewhat pleased with himself, and was obviously proud of his own insight. "True talent is innate, and so-called hard work is just a way to realize this talent. That's why I will stay with him for a short time."

He looked directly into Lin's eyes. "For countless years, you are the only person whom I cannot see through. I don't know if it is fate or something else that has wrapped you up, along with those who are getting closer and closer to you. Can you help me solve this puzzle? Consider that I have told you so much. I said that we don't have to fight against each other, and I never intend to be your enemy. We should be eternal friends with similar ideals."

"I have no interest in this, but as you said, I can provide you with an answer - it's very simple, because I have never been a talented wizard. I am just a person who should not appear and should not exist."

"What does this mean?" Merlin asked suspiciously.

"That's exactly what it means." Lin En said in a deep voice, "If you want to know more, we should exchange."

"That's your style. You're a smart person." Merlin didn't doubt him and said straightforwardly, "What do you want to know?"

"My question is, where are the spirits of Dumbledore and Grindelwald? I know they are not silent."

"Good vision, they are indeed not dead - because I spared their lives." Merlin raised his right index finger and pointed at the tower. "If we cooperate happily, they can of course return to their bodies - after all, I don't care."

As the conversation settled into its own rhythm, Merlin, who had been furious not long ago, became calm and composed, his every move and gesture showing the ease of a "big shot" as he called it.

Just like the two legendary wizards who were famous all over the world and had caused him a lot of trouble before, they were nothing.

Although Lynn had already seen everything that happened through Grindelwald's eyes.

But he didn't say much, just looked towards the tower.

"It seems that you are also a shrewd person."

He spoke slowly, and the yew tree that appeared behind him was still growing slowly, spreading its roots underground.

The withered flowers at foot obscured the small cluster of green sprouts poking out of the cracks, and the cold earth.

Even though it was so close, Merlin, who had lost complete control of this world, did not notice it.

He just asked with full confidence and curiosity, "Why shouldn't you exist?"

“This is a long question…”

Chapter 607: Big and Small People (Part )

"…Are you trying to fool me? Or do you think I'm too old to tell the difference between truth and falsehood and that you can fool me with such long-winded nonsense?!"

After listening to Lynn's story, Merlin's first reaction was disbelief, as well as displeasure at being deceived and treated lightly.

The fierce aura rushed straight to his chest, and the murderous intent was strong, but Lin En remained motionless and treated it as a nonchalant matter.

Seeing that another round of collision was about to break out, Merlin stopped at the last moment.

He asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure this is true?"

"That's the truth. Even if you were a dim-witted old fool, I wouldn't lie in this way," Lynn said.

Be it a threat or a test, his eyes never wavered from beginning to end, and he was so calm that even Merlin was a little frightened.

"Sure enough, there are all kinds of strange things in this world..." Merlin muttered to himself, then raised his head eagerly, "We should and must cooperate, because we represent the future."

Lynn did not respond to his enthusiasm, just like every time before - but this time was special, like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, making Merlin feel cold in his heart.

"I have explained it so clearly, why can't you understand my painstaking efforts?"

"Painful?"

Lynn's smile was so sarcastic that it was like a sharp steel spike piercing Merlin's heart.

"I don't think this is painstaking." He said slowly, "Just think about it, if I were just an ordinary person, would you have planned all this? You wouldn't, you would continue to lie dormant and let those poor bastards who became your slaves without realizing it continue to stir up trouble in secret. This is your painstaking effort."

He looked at Merlin without flinching, "I am indeed a wizard who pursues magic and mystery, but I don't need a partner like you - I have something to say to you."

Merlin's face turned pale. No matter how calm and lazy he was when facing Dumbledore at the beginning, or how calm he was when talking with Lynn before, they all disappeared at this moment.

Now he is like a giant baby who is angry and doesn't know how to vent, and is extremely willful.

Only the rationality honed over countless years barely maintained his inner balance - or, rather, the balance of his self-esteem.

As the most talented creature of all time, he single-handedly defined what wizards are, and it can be said that he was born with knowledge of everything. He has always been worshipped by others, or at least treated as a formidable enemy like Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

This was the only time in his life that Lynn showed such undisguised contempt - the most ironic thing was that it was based on his unprecedented humble attitude and repeated invitations.

The huge sense of gap made him unable to remain calm any longer.

There was uncontrollable anger in those purple eyes.

"...Go ahead and talk. I'm listening."

He almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth.