novelraw Chapter 151 The Dusty Past
Chapter 151 The Dusty Past
Looking closely, the black ring-shaped ornament is not a simple ring, but a somewhat abstract and simple artwork.The black ring that constitutes the main body is not uniform in width, but starts from a node, the black ring becomes thicker and thinner, and the thinnest end is connected to the triangular interface at the thickest end. A pure ruby is firmly embedded in the On it, under the illumination of the magic lamp, it looks like a dancing flame.
The shape of this ring is a snake biting its own tail.
Ouroboros, ouroboros, is a symbol that has been passed down from the age of gods to the present. Its image is a ring-shaped serpent that is swallowing its own tail. It represents the infinite cycle of life and death. It is very popular in various religions and myths. It is common and is an important emblem in alchemy.
But for Fran, this mark represents an old friend.
Salazar Slytherin.
Tom's ancestor, his former student, descendant of the Ouroboros lineage 1000 years ago, and one of the founders of Hogwarts whose whereabouts are unknown.
Fran tightened the ring-shaped ornament in her hand, thinking in her heart:
"Maybe I'm thinking too much. The biting snake is a very commonly used symbol of religion and alchemy. Grindelwald's ancestors may be just ordinary alchemy enthusiasts, and they may not have anything to do with Salazar's family. '
'But why, Grindelwald has the same magic power as me?And why was this secret room built in the area of Durmstrang? '
She closed her eyes and calmed down. When she opened her eyes again, Fran's attitude became a little gentler. She raised her eyes and looked at Grindelwald who was looking at her with concern, and asked softly: "I want to see here book, will you?"
"Of course, I brought you here for this purpose. Except for the more dangerous black magic books, you can take other things out if you want. Before you finish learning the things here, don't run around. Europe may not be peaceful these years..."
Grindelwald took out a pocket watch from his robe, looked down, and said to Fran: "I still have things to deal with, you should stay here first." He took out another double-sided mirror and handed it to Fran Lan, said: "If you want to go back to England, please contact me, don't run around alone, I will take you back."
Fran looked at this cheap dad with a complicated expression, and finally did not refuse his kindness.
When Grindelwald left, Fran sighed, walked to a bookshelf on one side, and took down a book casually.She has no interest in studying magic. She has read most of the ancient magic books here, and she browses again to see if there are any clues.I flipped through several books in a row, but they were just ordinary old magic engraved books, which could be treasured by any magic family, but it was meaningless to me, and the notes on it were only owned by one person.This handwriting is not familiar to Fran, and it is in German, so it should belong to Grindelwald.
Fran read a few more books, which were in the same situation. She put the books in her hand back on the bookcase, and turned to look at the doors opposite.Fran's gaze swept across the doors one by one, and finally stopped at the door that didn't have any symbols engraved on it.
Grindelwald said, that room is a bedroom, so, is it the bedroom of the owner of this secret room? '
Fran walked over, stretched out her hand and gently pushed the door, and sure enough, the door was locked.
"Araho Cave is open."
The door was pushed open, and what came into view was not the dilapidated old bedroom covered in dust and cobwebs in Fran's imagination.In that room, there were high beds and soft pillows, elegant curtains, classical and elegant decoration, gorgeous and not vulgar, which shows the owner's extraordinary taste.The dust-removing and moisture-proof magic circle recorded in the room is still in operation after hundreds of years, making this small room seem to have traveled through the torrent of time and stayed hundreds of years ago.
Fran picked up a magic lamp stand in front of the vanity mirror, looked at it carefully, and sighed.
'It's British style...Although most of the bedding in the room, including carpets and curtains, are integrated with Nordic style, the details of the decoration are all British. '
She looked around for another week and judged: "It's a room for single men, who are above middle-aged and don't communicate with the outside world very much, but have elegant and refined tastes, and are somewhat neurotic and obsessive-compulsive." '
'Then, an older single otaku wizard with aristocratic background who is not easy to get along with and has a strict personality.Apart from the nerd, this profile is actually quite similar to Gellert Grindelwald, but...'
'...Salazar, could it be you? '
Fran stood in the room, thinking silently: "I remember that Salazar had the habit of writing essays, so, his habit of hiding things is..."
Fran walked to the small cabinet next to the bed, looked carefully at the unusual place, and sure enough, found a carving of a small snake on the handle of the cabinet. Fran touched it a few times and found that the small snake was not moving.So she thought about it, and imitated Salazar's snake language pronunciation and said:
【Open】
The little snake whirled around, and a dark compartment appeared in the originally empty drawer, inside which was a thick parchment book.
'Sure enough, it was Salazar, and his habits really haven't changed. Fulla couldn't tell what it was like. Salazar Slytherin was not a special person during her long journey. He was neither her summoner, nor a like-minded best friend, nor herself. The Xiong student who put a lot of energy into cleaning up a lot of troubles, not to mention the child he raised since he was a child...he is just a talented student who I admire and has a friendship with him as a teacher and a student.Speaking of Salazar, Fran's deepest impression was the grievances between him and his sister Sylvia, as well as the series of calculations that the bastard Merlin participated in.
But even so, Fran still finds it difficult to understand the relics of these old people across the long years.
Fran took out the heavy book from the hidden compartment of the drawer, knelt down on the thick cashmere carpet, and spread the book out on the bed.
Open the title page, it really is Salazar's diary essays.
......
She left, set off early in the morning, and never came back.
Although everyone looks normal, as if life has not changed, but I know that everything will never go back to the past.
The damage done to us by the attack on Hogwarts makes it impossible for us to go back to the past.
I watched with cold eyes, Rowena's paranoia, Godric's anger, Helga's embarrassment...
But how am I different from them?
We have all been changed, maybe, we are no longer naive.
……
Our policies on admissions clashed. I never imagined that our philosophies would be so different!
That incident taught everyone a lesson, but obviously, we all think differently.
Rowener believes that defectors arise because those students are not smart enough. If they were smart enough, they would think of the best way to solve the problem instead of being used by the church.
Godric believed that those betrayed students were not brave and righteous enough, so they cowardly betrayed their mentors and companions when facing danger.
And I think they're all wrong, dead wrong.The betrayal of those students was because our positions were different from the beginning, and positions determine the difference in interests.They are Muggle-born, their family and friends are all Muggles, and they live in Muggle villages and towns. They are different from us!
We had a big fight, Rowena wanted to test IQ, to reject idiots, and only accept smart students; Godric wanted to test courage, reject cowards, and only accept righteous warriors; I wanted to test blood, reject all Muggles Little wizards from birth, only accept children from wizard families.Helga was a constant peacemaker, wanting us to give all the children a chance, and our arguments rang through the castle.
This scene made me so angry and funny, since when did the four of us become like this?
In the end, everyone compromised and divided Hogwarts into four colleges, each responsible for one, and only recruiting students he was satisfied with.Godric used a wizard hat to make a sorting hat to judge the characteristics of little wizards. This method was learned from her...
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Rowena was getting married, it was ridiculous, she was going to marry a man she hadn't seen much.
A noble wizard of Germanic descent, blond hair, blue eyes, tall and slender, with a polite demeanor and a gentle smile.
But it's just an idiot, it's just that he has a better appearance, which fascinates Rowena.In a few days, this self-proclaimed wise woman will enter the marriage hall with an idiot.
It was useless to persuade anyone, and Helga and Godric took turns lobbying, but it was also useless.
Rowena is too paranoid, who doesn't know what's on her mind?It's just deception.
I said yes to the wedding invitation, but didn't really want to go.
Such a marriage, neither love nor exchange of benefits, is nothing but Rowena's self-righteous paranoia.
It's so funny!
……
I didn't go to Rowena's wedding because I was going to Sylvia's funeral.
Sylvia died, and I was mentally prepared that one of us would die first.
But I didn't expect that she would die of dystocia.
She was so selfish and cold, obsessed with the power of blood, she would die to give birth to a child who would take away her power.
She died protecting herself and Carter's children.
Carter was in a trance, holding the little monkey-like thing, as if he had lost his soul.
I find it ridiculous, since you love her so much, why do you let her have a baby?Don't you know the consequences?Didn't a witch with such a powerful mother die to give birth to Sylvia?
I don't understand, I don't understand what love is, and I don't understand what offspring means.
I left Sylvia my mother's relic locket, and now I have nothing.
But I don't need anything, I'm always just a person.
……
Both Helga and Godric were married to ordinary wizards and witches, and they were not very suitable.Who knows?Obviously the four of us are about the same age, the most outstanding wizard and witch of our time, but we didn't get together as a pair.Forget it, I don't know how to love, and I don't know how to get married and have children.But Helga and Godric, alas...
Rowena had a daughter named Helena, but the child did not inherit the blond hair and blue eyes of the child's father as Rowena imagined.The child has dark hair, but his facial features are very delicate, so he should be a beautiful little girl.But Rowena seemed very disappointed. She always wanted her child to have the characteristics of that person. It really made people wonder how to say it. Maybe she would realize the reality in the future.
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Rowena is crazy, what is she doing?Who is she going to turn her daughter into?That child is just a little girl with ordinary qualifications, and Rowena's persecution will only hurt that child.
Helga and Godric couldn't stand it any longer, and they stopped me. The loud quarrel made me feel irritable.I went out to breathe for a while, and when I came back, I saw Rowena holding the child crying, and the child was even more at a loss.
Rowena no longer persecuted Helena, but she didn't care much about Helena anymore. She just hugged her crown and indulged in the world of so-called knowledge.
……
The location of Hogwarts was leaked again. Simply relying on the contract, we concealed the location of the school without causing any major losses.
I've had enough, I demand that all Muggle students be expelled from school, and no one can be dragged in because of them.
But Godric and the others all opposed my opinion. With families and children, they are even more mother-in-law and mother. Their tolerance for those bear children is so high that they always think that they can treat those Muggle children who are not so interested in the wizarding world. Wizard education is good.
But why didn't they think that letting the blood of little Muggle wizards mix into the wizarding world will only dilute our magical blood more and more, weakening the strength of the wizard blood, which is a minority group, and making the situation more and more difficult!
I'm done!Weak companion!Weak school!Weak wizard!
What does the future of the wizarding world have to do with me?I don't even have any offspring!
Enough is enough, I'm leaving, let them do what they want.
.....
Without leaving a single word, I left the school where I devoted all my youth, traveled across the ocean, and came to Europe.
The magic world in Europe is more complicated, and the power of the Holy See is also stronger.I also met a special group here—magicians, people with special abilities who use magic like wizards, but have completely different power systems.
I broke into a castle by accident, and the people in the castle turned out to be artificial humans!
Human Alchemy!This family of magicians named □□Inzbern has already completed it!And the head of this family is actually an artificial human, which is incredible.
The Patriarch of Einzbern is a silver-haired and red-eyed woman named Justisa Lizlech von Einzbern. She is both beautiful and weak, and the weak ones can only stay in the castle. Lived for many years, but it has not changed at all.
Is it lack of understanding, or is it just the effect of the third law?It seems that the technology of this artificial human is not perfect.
This artificial lady was copied by the disciples of the magician who used the third method to create the same individual as their master.
Copy your own teacher?if…
What am I thinking, it's crazy!
……
In order to get rid of the messy thoughts in my head, I decided to build a school that runs according to my ideas.
There was no magic school in Northern Europe at this time. I met a Bulgarian witch who was very interested in my idea. Together we built a castle in the mountains of northern Scandinavia and formulated the school’s plan. regulations.
That's right, I only accept pureblood wizards and witches!
Although a new school has been established, I don't want to reveal my identity, lest Godric, who has been looking for me, find me.I gave up the position of principal to Volkanova, opened a secret room by the mountain lake, and locked myself in the secret room.
Now, I can finally calm down and wait silently for death.
……
I am two hundred years old. Although I am old, I am not dead yet.
why?Rowena is dead, Helga is dead, Godric is dead, and I am alive.
Is it because of this cursed bloodline?It seems that the qualifications of Sylvia's descendants are really not good.
Ouroboros, infinite self-circulation, I don't know if it's luck or misfortune.
It seems that I am really old, and I am always stuck in memories. The memories of my youth are more vivid and vivid than those of recent years.
……
I'm really crazy, I want to copy her crazily, even if it's just to meet her once.
What does it feel like? Do people become more paranoid when they get old?
I can't do this, I have to keep my bottom line!It's so sinful to be a puppet like a teacher, what the hell am I thinking?
But what if you just make a child like her?Just like what Rowena did, it can be forgiven.
I never thought about being in my own blood and hers, it was so sinful.
I just need to find a blond-haired, blue-eyed wizard with good qualifications as a sample, and add her magic power. Maybe, in order for the artificial man to grow and have intelligence, I can add a small piece of my soul.
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The feeling of tearing the soul is painful, but not unbearable.
I succeeded, and the human body alchemy succeeded.
This child can grow to have the same magical powers as hers, and, a little piece of my soul.
Is this my heir?
I originally wanted to take care of this child to grow up and be his teacher, but at this time, I vaguely felt that the end of life was approaching.
I left the child the key to the Chamber of Secrets and sent him to a wealthy wizarding family, but I didn't want to die.
Life is so capricious.
.....
Really, the incomplete Ouroboros bloodline gave me eternal life, but it couldn't give me eternal life.
I wanted this lineage to end with me, but now I greedily want more. This is human nature.
But the fear brought about by death and aging cannot be resolved, and it is incomprehensible without truly facing death.
what else can we do?
Do we have to rely on the third method?
.....
I decided to reincarnate, but directed reincarnation with alchemy and alien spells might not be easy.
I have to be reincarnated in my blood relatives.
God knows I have no direct blood relatives, and my soul is not complete.
I must repair the soul with special magic, and then...
I hope Sylvia's bloodline has not been cut off.
Fran turned here, and there is no record behind it.With a sudden shock in her heart, she immediately dropped the diary and ran into the alchemy room.
She rushed to the bookshelf and started rummaging.
'this. '
Fran quickly took down a book with a sun and eye-shaped totem on the cover, and began to rummage through it.The book is used to record ancient Egyptian and Latin, and it is also accompanied by some weird formation design drawings.
'It's this... Soul Reincarnation Formation, this is a complex alchemy formation. '
Fran turned to one of the articles and read it carefully.After reading it, my mood is very complicated.She set up a teleportation array in the secret room, and then directly used the directional teleportation array to teleport herself back to Riddle Manor in England.
"Hey? Flan, you're back!" Xiaodouding jumped over happily when she saw Flan walking hurriedly.
Fran caught Tom and stared at him gravely.Just when Tom felt bewildered and his spine was a little chilled, Fran grabbed Tom by the collar and tore open his small suit.
"Fran, what are you doing?" Little Tom was frightened, and instinctively began to struggle.
"Don't move! I'll find something." Fran coldly stopped the restless Tom, and turned the stiff little boy over.
Fran's gaze slid all the way, and she saw the waist from the back of her neck. Sure enough, there was a small bluish-black birthmark on Tom's waist. When I looked at it, I thought it was a black ring.
Taking a closer look, it was a little snake biting its own tail.
The author has something to say: Haha, those who guessed Merlin are all wrong, don't blame Merlin for everything, Merlin is not Shi Chen.
It's too late to code, I don't feel much about small theaters recently, forgive me.