Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 230 229: The beating heart suddenly returns

Chapter 230 229: The beating heart suddenly returns

inside the room.

The candlestick above the head emitted a dim light, and the shadows on the wall twisted as the candlelight swayed. With the breeze outside the window, the flame on the ceiling candlestick swayed slightly. Although the light it emitted was not very bright, it enveloped the entire room in a soft halo.

At least most things, even little Morgan could see clearly.

“I’m speechless!” Ian stared at the thing in Morgan’s hand. He couldn’t understand why he had spent a lot of energy searching for the hidden things in the Mirror of Erised but got nothing. Morgan, who seemed to have no intention, suddenly got the collection from the mirror that he had racked his brains to find.

Is this the lesson that the Mirror of Erised will teach every impatient person?
Ian felt a little helpless, and indeed realized that he seemed to have become like Voldemort, falling into vulgarity, clinging to something that seemed within reach but could never be obtained.

“How does the Mirror of Erised hide things?” Ian was now quite anxious, but this urgency had changed from finding the hidden things to an obsession with the function of the Mirror of Erised.

He approached the magic mirror again and carefully checked the magic runes. The magic runes on the magic mirror were like mysterious symbols, and each line contained the secret of magic.

“No, no, where the hell is it hidden? That magic rune is supposed to be there.” Ian’s eyes wandered among the magic runes, not missing any details, but after looking for a long time, he still didn’t find any difference in the magic runes, and couldn’t find the special magic runes hidden in the magic mirror.

“Could it be that this part of the magic rune is hidden in some invisible component inside the Mirror of Erised?” Ian thought to himself. This was the only reasonable speculation he could think of at the moment.

He had the urge to take apart the Mirror of Erised.

There is no way, how should I put it, most of the time, this kind of extreme and proud is also the reason why someone can succeed in a certain field. And the more outstanding the field, the more proud the people in it will be. Ian is of course no exception. Like most geniuses, he can’t accept that he can’t even find the slightest clue.

Just at this time.

Just when Ian was feeling depressed, little Morgan raised his head, looked at the box in his hand, and asked Ian curiously: “Teacher, what is this?”

She had already discovered some information from Ian’s expression, so she thought Ian probably knew what he had found. To be honest, little Morgan had no idea how the box appeared in his hands.

She also desperately wanted an answer.

but.

This is a pursuit of magic and knowledge. If little Morgan went to Hogwarts, as long as she was not assigned to Azkaban, she would most likely go to Ravenclaw instead of Slytherin.

“I also want to know what’s inside.” Ian stopped studying the Mirror of Erised and looked at little Morgan’s hand. The young witch was holding an ancient and exquisite box.

The surface of the box was carved with intricate patterns, and the edges were inlaid with a few glittering gemstones. The material of the box seemed to be some kind of ancient wood, but the surface was a faint copper-green, with a metallic luster and a bit of ancient atmosphere, as if it had experienced the baptism of countless years.

“Why not open it and take a look.”

Ian proposed to young Morgan.

However, Morgan hesitated for a moment, rubbing her fingers gently on the edge of the box, as if weighing something. In the end, she still handed the box to Ian.

“You should come, teacher. I’m afraid there is some trap in there. After all, there is no free dinner in the world.” Little Morgan also showed the caution that a wizard should have.

She seemed to be unsure about the “gift” from the Mirror of Erised.

“Should be fine?” Ian took the box and felt its weight and cool touch. He lowered his head and carefully studied the magic runes on the box. These magic runes emitted a faint magical fluctuation. Ian took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and began to carefully interpret these magic runes.

There were no difficulties this time.

With his solid knowledge of magic, he easily deciphered the magic prohibition on the box. After re-confirming that there was no trap, Ian slowly opened the box.

Compared to cracking the ban or guessing the correct “password”.

The old methods still work.

“These restrictions are not complicated and can be opened with a simple unlocking spell.” He whispered, lightly running his fingers across the surface of the box, and then whispered a string of spells.

The unlocking spell with extraordinary properties has an immediate effect.

As his voice fell, the magic words on the box gradually lit up, then quickly dimmed. The lid of the box made a slight “click” sound.

It was as if some mechanism had been triggered.

When the mechanism snapped open, a mechanical buzzing sound pierced the air. As the box opened, a sound of mechanical operation sounded, crisp and rhythmic, as if some kind of precision instrument was starting up. Ian and Little Morgan focused their eyes on the inside of the box at the same time, and saw a heart made entirely of metal inside.

I saw.

Inside the box, a heart made entirely of metal lay quietly, its surface gleaming with a cold silver light. The seemingly incomparably complex metal texture was delicate and regular.

It looks like it was carefully carved by the best craftsmen, with a cyber aesthetic. Surprisingly, this heart beats slowly and produces the graceful music of mechanical operation.

Each beat of it is accompanied by a slight mechanical sound, causing the surrounding air to vibrate slightly. The sound is not loud, but it is definitely extremely clear and special.

“Wow! Is this a moving work of art?” Little Morgan’s eyes widened as he looked at the mechanical heart with curiosity and couldn’t help but exclaimed.

“I don’t think it’s a work of art.” Ian’s face was full of surprise. He seemed to suddenly think of something and quickly took out the eyeball he had taken from Merlin from his purse.

as predicted.

Just as the little wizard had expected, the eyeballs were spinning wildly in his palms, as if they had received some special call, and countless lights seemed to be flashing on the originally calm surface.

At the same time, the mechanical heart in the box beat more frequently and the sound became more rapid. There seemed to be some invisible connection between the two magical things. They seemed to be attracting each other and trying to gather together, but it seemed to lack the framework in the middle, that is, the other parts.

“The God of Alchemy… an organ created by a man-made god…”

Ian murmured in a low voice, and the origin of this eyeball mentioned by Merlin emerged in his mind. His brows knitted slightly, and a strong sense of curiosity and doubt surged in his heart.

He remembered that the God of Alchemy was created by the real Creator, that is, Raven’s alias, but he really couldn’t figure out the purpose of creating these things.

of course.

Perhaps he could use these two so-called organs to make inferences. If the young wizard was not wrong, these two organs should have some special abilities.

However, what kind of special abilities it possesses still needs further research and exploration.

I think it shouldn’t be simple. After all, if someone dares to name the complete form of this creation “God”, then it must at least be able to compete with real gods after it is complete.

Just as Ian was staring at the two alchemical creations that were trying to merge but failed, little Morgan suddenly looked at Ian, with a nervous look in his eyes, and said something for no reason.

“Teacher, are you leaving?” This was definitely an abrupt question. Even Ian, who was concentrating on studying the mechanical heart, could not react to why little Morgan asked this.

however.

In the few seconds that Ian was stunned, he suddenly felt the ancient time converter in his arms start to vibrate slightly. Looking down, he saw a faint light flashing on the surface of the converter.

As if it was triggered by some kind of power. Ian was shocked. He didn’t expect the time converter to be activated at this time. Did Professor Flamel of the future find a way to guide him?

“This is a bit too sudden.”

Ian felt the power of time gradually emerging.

He could clearly feel the torrent of time surging around him.

but.

At this time, Ian was even more surprised about why Morgan could know in advance. Was it because Morgan’s perception of time was stronger than his, or because Morgan also had the talent of “prophecy”? It seemed that many powerful wizards he knew had the power of prophecy, and even Dumbledore just chose not to believe in the power of prophecy.

I am the only one who doesn’t have this kind of talent… Ian didn’t bother to complain. He took out the glowing time converter and looked at the metal heart that was still in the box.

“I think it should belong to you.” The little wizard closed the box again, and the sound of the machinery disappeared immediately. He then handed the box to little Morgan again.

But little Morgan didn’t answer it.

“Will we meet again?” Morgan saw Ian’s expression and immediately confirmed her feelings. She looked reluctant.

It was rare that I could even feel that the girl’s eyes were a little red.

“Of course.” Ian answered without hesitation. He quickly took out his class notes and handed them to little Morgan. The cover of the notes was a little worn, and it was full of Ian’s handwriting, recording various magical knowledge and his experiences. Of course, there were also things that Morgan in the misty fantasy had taught him.

“Please give me this box when we meet again.” Little Morgan took the notebook from Ian, but still did not take the box that the Mirror of Erised fell out of.

Obviously.

She wanted to use the box as a promise between Ian and herself.

Ian looked at little Morgan and wanted to say something, but suddenly realized that Riddle and Malfoy were not around, so he immediately looked towards the door.

I wanted to run over or cast magic to summon them.

However, the power of the ancient time converter was exerted very quickly, and the surrounding time fluctuations enveloped him, becoming increasingly powerful, submerging Ian like a surging tide.

I saw.

Ian’s silhouette began to blur.

And in Ian’s vision, everything belonging to this era was quickly becoming blurred.

Little Morgan stood there, holding the notebook tightly in her hands, her eyes lingering for a long time at the place where Ian disappeared. A tear flashed in her eyes but was quickly replaced by determination.

“I will find you, teacher, no matter how long it takes…” she said softly, with a hint of determination in her voice. There were still many things she didn’t know about her teacher.

but.

Perhaps she could learn all this information from the boy left behind by the teacher? Little Morgan left the room and walked into the corridor. She saw that there was still a figure swaying in Riddle’s room.

Obviously.

The other two did not leave with Ian. To be honest, Ian was also very speechless about this. He was in the time channel but did not find Riddle and Malfoy.

“Then what on earth are we going back in time for?” Ian originally went back in time to hunt down Riddle, but he never expected that not only did he fail to find Malfoy, he also left Riddle behind.

This journey… well, it wasn’t meaningless, at least I became a legend and saved a city? I just don’t know what hidden dangers Riddle and Malfoy will have in the Middle Ages.

“Please don’t let me see a drastically changed history book! Or the whole world will change!” Ian waited in his heart as he followed the loud sound of time to the future.

The light and shadows around him moved rapidly, like countless broken mirrors, reflecting fragments of history. He saw medieval knights charging and killing enemies on the battlefield, artists of the Renaissance expressing their inspiration in front of canvases, and even steam engines roaring in the thick smoke of chimneys during the Industrial Revolution.

Some of these fragments are moments of glory for great people, and some are extremely tragic for losers. They are like nodes frozen in time, silently piecing together the complete history of mankind. Of course, there are also many fragments about wizards, such as the establishment of Hogwarts, and… the mysterious transfer student and the raven. The transfer student is indeed mysterious enough.

Ian not only saw the other side killing everyone.

even.

When a dragon fell at the other’s feet, Ian swore that he saw the other looking up at him! Ian had encountered the same situation once before in the time channel.

but.

The baby who looked at him that time before was not simple.

“This transfer student?” Ian didn’t have time to read too much before the clips about the transfer student and Hogwarts flashed by. This “train” was obviously faster than the last one. I don’t know if it was because of the fear of slowness, but the power of time seemed to be whipping Ian to the afterlife.

Suddenly, a blinding light came from the front, and Ian subconsciously closed his eyes. He felt his body being pulled out of the passage by a powerful force.

“Finally back to my era.” Ian heard a low buzzing sound in his ears, like countless people whispering, but he couldn’t hear what they were saying.

Perhaps this is the aftereffect of “speeding”.

Fortunately, it didn’t last long.

Ian immediately felt his body become heavy again, and his feet seemed to be stepping on solid ground. He slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a familiar scene – the office of the alchemy professor at Hogwarts. Inside the room, the bookshelves were filled with ancient books and strange alchemical instruments.

Ian’s eyes swept around and finally fixed in front of him. He saw the nervous Headmaster Albus Dumbledore and the relieved Professor Nick Flamel standing in front of him.

good news.

Ian found that the two professors’ attire and the layout of the classroom had not changed much. He also sensed that there were no flags or slogans in Hogwarts about Voldemort conquering the world.

As for the bad news…some of his actions in the past eventually affected the future. Ian saw an ancient oil painting on the wall of this office that shouldn’t have been here.

He is up there.

There is also Helpo, who is depicted as a shadow monster.

His face is still in close-up.

(End of this chapter)