Chapter 231 230: Return to Huo School and fight Merlin again?

Away from home for a few days.

Makeover.

But when he returns, he is still a boy.

Ian’s eyelashes were gently brushed by the golden candlelight. When he opened his eyes, Nick Flamel’s peculiar figurine-level globe was slowly rotating on the bookshelf.

The parchment scrolls exuded a unique smell in the air, and a certain smell mixed with sulfur and metal also wafted into the air – that was the unique smell of the Hogwarts Alchemy Professor’s office.

Dumbledore’s deep eyes stared at Ian through his half-moon glasses, his expression nervous, as if to confirm whether he was safe. His robes were embroidered with intricate silver patterns, and he held an old wand in his hand, the tip of which was slightly flickering. It was obvious that the magic power used to guide Ian came from this powerful wizard.

Nico Flamel stood aside, his face a little tired, but his eyes sparkled with relief. In his hands he held an ancient book with yellowed pages and worn edges.

Perhaps this is the ancient book that the alchemy professor used to find a way to guide Ian.

“Hogwarts!”

Ian looked around intently.

There was no one else in the office except Professor Nick Flamel and Headmaster Dumbledore. His eyes finally fixed on an oil painting hanging on the wall.

This painting of him and Herpo made the young wizard feel quite uneasy.

“Thanks to Merlin’s favor, I finally rescued you.” There was a hint of relief in Nick Flamel’s voice, and his fingers gently stroked the pages as if to thank this ancient book.

The master of alchemy always has a ritualistic respect for knowledge. Dumbledore beside him also nodded slightly, his gentle smile still familiar and containing a reassuring power.

“Merlin probably doesn’t want to favor me.”

Ian responded to his alchemy professor with a smile.

“Oh?”

Nick LeMay seemed to understand something in an instant.

“It seems like your experience was indeed wonderful.”

He couldn’t help but sigh.

It was obvious that he had at least guessed that Ian had indeed met Merlin.

“Welcome home, Ian.” Dumbledore smiled and walked forward to hug Ian. There was a hint of warmth and concern in his voice, and his eyes stayed on Ian for a moment.

Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he saw something, and a trace of emotion flashed across his deep eyes, “I can see that you have had a very exciting journey.”

This obviously doesn’t just mean that Ian actually met Merlin. The greatest white wizard of this century has already sensed Ian’s legendary status.

“Indeed, a lot of things happened.” Ian sighed, and various things that happened in the past emerged in his mind. Thoughts began to flood back to that short but unforgettable experience in the past.

He calmed down his emotions and looked at the old principal with extraordinary temperament again, “You have also changed a lot. Have I been away for quite a while?”

The reason for such doubts was that Ian could also feel that Dumbledore in front of him was already a legend like him.

This was especially obvious when there was still magic on the Old Wand that had not dissipated.

This is no small thing.

No wonder Ian was worried that he had been gone for a long time.

“You are very lucky. It has only been a few days since you disappeared.” Dumbledore gave Ian a reassurance. He looked down at the old wand in his hand with a gentle smile.

“As for the changes in myself… I can’t let the younger students surpass me so easily.” He joked as if he was joking on a daily basis.

However, Nick Flamel told the truth, “In order to find a way to bring you back as soon as possible, Albus had no choice but to give up his original plan and quickly complete his own advancement.”

“After all, bringing you back from more than two thousand years ago is much more difficult than opening a time channel.” The master alchemist said with a tone full of sighs.

After hearing this, Ian immediately became thoughtful and looked at his old principal with gratitude – of course he could hear what Nick Flamel was trying to express.

Albus Dumbledore gave up some better possibilities in order to save himself.

Feel the little wizard’s gaze.

“Your current achievements have actually far exceeded my original expectations.” Albus Dumbledore chuckled, hoping that the young wizard would not have any psychological pressure.

Ian opened his mouth.

I also don’t know how to respond.

“Oh, it was my fault for being careless. I chased after him without thinking clearly.” Ian was indeed very upset about this, but it was no wonder that he was too reckless.

Riddle didn’t give him much time to think at that time.

Moreover.

The Sorting Hat also said that he was qualified to enter Gryffindor.

“This is not your fault. We all know that Tom is not an easy character to deal with. He not only fooled Nick, but also successfully deceived me.”

“We all underestimated him… Well, perhaps it’s because we have been facing Voldemort for so long that even I have forgotten that he was indeed a talented wizard.”

Albus Dumbledore gently comforted the little wizard.

“Indeed, it’s a clumsy Voldemort and a cunning Tom.” Ian agreed with Dumbledore’s evaluation and felt the same way. He was indeed influenced by the wrong perception of Voldemort.

Everyone says that Voldemort only likes to chew big melons.

But few people remember that young Tom was indeed both wise and brave – in fact, if the ancient time and space were not too dangerous, Riddle’s plan would definitely be regarded as an outstanding plan.

“By the way, I want to ask you something.”

Just at this time.

Nick Flamel seemed to finally be unable to contain his curiosity. “Come to think of it, when we first tried to guide you, do you know why it was suddenly interrupted and we could no longer sense you through your bell?”

This is obviously why Albus Dumbledore was eager to upgrade to a legendary status. Originally, Big Ben should have served as a beacon to guide Ian, who used it to travel through time, to return.

It was precisely because they suddenly lost contact with Ian that Albus Dumbledore and Nick Flamel went to find out what era Ian might have fallen into.

“Because when I was coming back, there were only three people returning. I think this caused the power of guidance to be overloaded.” Ian took a deep breath and stated Riddle’s previous judgment.

This is indeed the biggest possibility.

“I see.” Nick Flamel nodded as if he had suddenly realized something. There was a glimmer of understanding in his eyes. He obviously acknowledged that this situation would indeed affect Ian’s return.

but.

Hear the little wizard’s answer.

Dumbledore seemed to realize something. He was a little stunned at first, and then his eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at the little wizard who was still looking frequently towards the wall.

“Didn’t Mr. Malfoy come back?” the old headmaster asked suddenly. He and Nick Flamel had obviously investigated what happened to Ian that night.

Ian sighed.

“Malfoy is doing well, despite some accidents and disasters, but Riddle is almost healing him, but he and Riddle were left behind by me in Merlin’s time.”

“This return was too sudden. I didn’t have time to make any preparations.” Ian could also understand why he returned so quickly. Dumbledore and Nick Flamel must have wanted to rescue him quickly.

“Riddle… is he resurrected?” Nick Flamel’s voice was filled with a hint of astonishment, his brows slightly furrowed, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

Obviously.

From Ian’s words and the stories of the three people mentioned earlier, Nick Flamel had roughly figured out what happened. He and Dumbledore were both the smartest people of this era.

of course.

Apparently Dumbledore had noticed this even earlier. After hearing Ian’s response, the old headmaster was not surprised, but nodded calmly.

Ian’s answer seemed to confirm his guess.

However, compared to the calmness of the old headmaster, the young wizard’s thoughts were quite complicated. Ian was a little worried about Riddle. He looked at Dumbledore and asked.

“Will this affect history?” As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously fell on the oil painting on the wall. He was obviously worried that Riddle would completely change history in the past.

“This is a clue that Dumbledore and I found while investigating where you fell.” Nick Flamel followed Ian’s gaze and explained in a low voice.

His fingers gently stroked the edge of the painting, with a hint of emotion in his eyes and a sigh in his tone, “It is hidden in a dusty temple.” He looked at the little wizard again.

There was undisguised admiration in the eyes of this master alchemist.

“Ian, you have done something extraordinary.” He could certainly tell what scene the painting depicted, and he was shocked by what Ian had experienced. In fact, since he realized that Ian was already a legend, Nick Flamel had no idea how to evaluate Ian’s achievements.

A twelve-year-old legend.

In the past, he defeated the dark legend that terrified countless people.

What an astonishing achievement.

“Is this considered a change and distortion of history?” Ian’s gaze stayed on the painting for a moment, and finally moved to Nick Flamel and Dumbledore.

The old principal did not respond.

He just looked at his old friend beside him.

Nick Flamel smiled slightly, with a deep light flashing in his eyes.

“Whether it is distorted or changed depends on how you view history. Perhaps everything has already happened, and we only see history when you complete it.”

As he spoke, he pulled out a thick history book from the bookshelf and handed it to Ian. Ian took the book, and the gold-plated font on the cover flickered faintly under the light.

This was a history book written by the editor-in-chief of The Quibbler. He turned the pages and his eyes fell on the record about the ancient city of Pompeii that Nick Flamel had already folded.

I saw.

The book actually records the history in his memory.

Pompeii disappeared.

Experts and navigators speculated that it disappeared in a volcanic eruption.

However, this history book contains a view that goes against the mainstream. It says that a wizard has conducted research and believes that the original ancient city of Pompeii was relocated because of a disaster – yes, the old ancient city of Pompeii moved after the volcanic eruption, and the city that disappeared later was not the original Pompeii.

This view really surprised Ian.

It was no different from the history he remembered.

But when you taste it, you feel an indescribable strangeness.

“Perhaps, I should know where the original Pompeii went in the end?” Ian suddenly thought in his heart. He didn’t know why the sunken city that he had seen in the hazy fantasy suddenly appeared in his mind.

Just at this time.

“What you are most worried about now is that Riddle will affect history, right?” Dumbledore asked in a low voice, with a hint of calmness in his voice as if he could see through Ian’s thoughts.

“Ah.”

Ian nodded.

“Don’t be so nervous.” Dumbledore waved his hand gently, his face as calm and composed as always, his eyes deep and peaceful: “Ian, history is like a rushing river, it has its own direction. We can’t fully control it, nor can we predict its every turn. But one thing is certain – when the source of the tide does not affect us, nothing will be determined.”

When he said this, his gaze turned slightly to Ian, and a meaningful light flashed in his eyes – I don’t know why the old principal was so confident in confirming this.

“what do you mean?”

Ian started to speak tentatively, but Dumbledore had already turned and patted him on the shoulder.

“don’t worry.”

Dumbledore’s voice was still gentle, but with a very special charm, “I will solve this problem. Leave the rest to me.”

As Dumbledore spoke, his face showed an extremely determined expression, and his voice was steady and powerful, as if it carried some kind of magic.

“Okay, Professor.” Ian looked at Dumbledore. For no reason, the tense string in his heart relaxed, and an inexplicable sense of security surged in his heart.

This is the unique charm of Albus Dumbledore.

Students who have traveled to Hogwarts know that Dumbledore’s assurances always make people feel at ease, as if as long as he is there, all problems can be solved.

He gently rubbed his eyebrows.

Ian, feeling relieved, was finally able to start sorting out his experiences.

“Professor,” he suddenly said, with a hint of curiosity in his voice, “I’ve always wanted to ask…how were you and Professor Flamel able to find me so accurately?”

The young wizard only saw the oil painting related to Pompeii, but did not find any evidence that could connect himself to the era of King Arthur.

He is a Ravenclaw student.

There is a natural and irresistible curiosity about unknown things and knowledge.

Hearing this, Dumbledore and Nick Flamel looked at each other with a smile in their eyes. “You are a smart boy, Ian, but you overlooked an important detail.”

“What details?” Ian asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. Dumbledore did not answer directly to this curiosity, but cast his eyes on the ancient time converter on Ian’s chest.

Ian looked down at the golden device in his hand, then followed Dumbledore’s gaze and looked at the huge Big Ben behind him. On the clock face was a time converter that was exactly the same as the one in his hand.

“this!?”

Ian seemed to realize something.

He walked quickly to Big Ben and looked at the time converter carefully. Every detail of it was exactly the same as the one in his hand, which was really a little too incredible.

This was not something that could be explained by standard equipment, after all, even the wear marks in some places were similar. In order to verify the incredible idea in his mind, Ian subconsciously scratched a mark on his time converter with his wand, and then raised his head and stared at Big Ben without blinking.

as predicted.

The time-turner embedded in Big Ben actually began to show the same scratches.

“This is really… strange.”

Ian couldn’t help but mutter to himself, his eyes flickering.

“Yes, it’s very strange.”

Dumbledore’s voice came from behind him.

“But it can’t be a coincidence.”

The old principal’s voice was lamentable.

Hear the words.

Ian’s heart suddenly moved, and an idea flashed through his mind. He looked at Dumbledore and said, “I think someone can tell us the answer.”

While talking.

The image of the junior student who lived opposite his dormitory appeared in his mind.

“Oh?”

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, with a hint of interest in his eyes. He obviously didn’t expect Ian to say such a thing out of the blue. Even Nick Flamel looked at Ian with some surprise.

“It seems you know something we don’t.”

Nick Flamel’s tone was somewhat excited.

“Is it dangerous?”

He was not hesitant, but was eager to try.

“It’s a guaranteed win.”

Ian’s response was somewhat irrelevant.

how to say.

Confidence is what you should have.

He was not afraid of a one-on-one situation, let alone a two-on-one or three-on-one situation. Thinking of this, Ian became curious and wondered whether Grindelwald had also become a legend.

(End of this chapter)