Hogwarts magic is justice

Chapter 122 Unexpected Events, Various Unexpected Events

Chapter 122 Unexpected Events, Various Unexpected Events

Because he was traveling alone this time, he didn't take a plane but used magic to travel. He also brought the big cat with him on this trip, because sometimes animals have stronger intuition than humans in the ruins. If something really happens, having the big cat around will make him feel much more at ease.

Exploring ancient ruins requires a professional team. When Irving arrived, Master Nico was already there, admiring the ancient alchemical artifacts. Upon seeing Irving, he waved happily and pointed to the objects in front of him, saying, "Look, isn't it perfect?"

Owen glanced at it and said, "Perfect? ​​Mr. Nico, please forgive me for not seeing where it's perfect. In terms of quality, artistry, and efficacy, these ancient alchemical artifacts are no match for the work of a modern alchemy apprentice. I believe that when looking at these things, you only need to look at the concept."

Alchemy is a discipline that requires a strong combination of manual dexterity and imagination. Its precision, while not reaching the micrometer level, is within the centimeter level. Therefore, the more advanced the tools needed, the better, for greater precision.

In ancient times—let alone alchemists, the entire wizarding world lived in dire straits. If they were discovered, they would be attacked and killed. How could they possibly calm down and do such delicate work?

Not to mention the tools, all the alchemical items were made by hand, some even by grinding with stones. How fine could they be?

Therefore, Irving genuinely couldn't see where the "perfection" lay in these things.

Master Nico simply smiled. He knew Owen's philosophy and that he wouldn't mythologize any era's techniques, but he never stopped learning. So, after casually tossing it aside, he looked at the incredibly young wizard and reached out to pat him on the head.

Although they didn't say anything, they had already communicated with each other just by looking at each other.

This site is probably not centered around alchemy, as it is only the outermost layer, and the alchemical artifacts found there are not of high quality. Judging from the arrangement, they seem to be placed randomly. This lack of attention to alchemical items suggests that it must be something else entirely.

But what's that saying again?

Since they were already there, it wouldn't be appropriate to go back now, so the two of them didn't leave. Nico was in charge of directing, while Owen was responsible for the physical labor. The exploration of the ruins wasn't very fast because there were quite a few traps in these ruins.

The living environments of ancient wizards and modern wizards are different. The former live in constant danger, so their magical style is very pragmatic. If they can kill you in one go, they will never allow themselves to cast a spell a second time.

Small curses like "tooth-on-stick" or "dancing curse" would never have appeared in ancient times; they were just weakened versions created by modern idle wizards in comparison to ancient curses.

For example, the curse "front teeth grow like big sticks" refers to the fact that in ancient curses, the teeth that grow out are not front teeth, but lower teeth. They will grow instantly and pierce through the head of the cursed person, causing them to die in extreme pain. Even if a person's teeth are in an unusual position and cannot pierce through the head, they can still block the view.

As the new day began, Owen and his exploration team prepared for work once again. But at a certain point, Owen suddenly drew his large magic wand and swung it violently. A group of the staff who were about to head to their new location were suddenly pulled into the air by an unparalleled force and then pulled back down.

"What happened?"

"Don't come any closer!"

Irving didn't turn around, but instead held his large wand horizontally—

Given his current status and position, there is no need for him to conceal the existence of two wands, especially the large wand, which is the most suitable and convenient for him to use.

Master Nico directed the others to retreat, and he himself slowly retreated as well.

Yes, he has lived for hundreds of years, but that doesn't mean he's the strongest player on the field. The strongest player is actually the youngest, Kyrie Irving.

Whether it's magic or practical skills, Owen is the strongest.

He didn't keep anyone waiting long. After stepping back a certain distance, he pointed his large wand at the open space and shouted, "Wind!"

A tornado rose from the ground, but this time there was no one in it. The tornado lifted up the dust on the ground, and then the ground changed. Patterns made of black and white stones slowly appeared in people's eyes.

With another wave of his wand, the tornado moved to the side and disappeared, leaving dust that settled steadily on the ground.

This magical control is remarkable, but what's even more captivating now is the pattern itself.

If you call it a magic circle, no one can understand it, and the stones that form the pattern are only black and white, without any other colors.

"They are human bones and animal bones."

After examining them carefully, Owen confirmed the materials used: "The black ones are human bones, the white ones are animal bones, and they've all undergone special treatment. As for this pattern—"

Owen started memorizing ancient runes when he was eight years old. Although he didn't know what the magic circle was for, he understood the runes within it after looking at it for a while.

Weakness, destruction, darkness, explosion, fire, lightning, ice —

These words are nothing special on their own, but when put together, they become extraordinary!

It will instantly weaken anyone who steps into the formation, then their five senses will be taken away by darkness, and their body will be destroyed by fire, lightning, and ice. Until death, they will not feel any pain because their five senses have been taken away, and they will not be aware of their own death. Even if they become ghosts, their consciousness will only sink into darkness forever.

Therefore, it is a very vicious defensive magic array.

That's why they say ancient shamans were ruthless and didn't talk much.

This single formation is enough to kill any intruder, leaving them no chance to escape even as a ghost.

After a brief explanation, the question of how to deal with this magic array became a major problem. Ideally, such a dangerous thing should be discovered and dealt with promptly.

But this is about exploring relics. All discoveries, good or bad, must be preserved. Even if they have to be destroyed, there must be photographic documentation.

This is precisely the dilemma. If this evil magic array is left behind and someone learns it, wouldn't that cause trouble in the future?

No one may be able to understand the ancient runes combined in it, but anyone can imitate it. Replicating this image is something anyone can do.

Just when everyone was in a dilemma, a large rock fell from the sky and smashed directly onto the magic circle with a loud "boom"!

Everyone was startled, then turned to look at Owen, who was wiping his sweat. He had used a levitation spell to bring such a large rock, and he had to make it fly high enough so that it could completely destroy the magic circle and its materials when it fell.

Doing all this is no easy feat; even Kyrie Irving broke out in a cold sweat!

"Alright, the boulder falling from the sky is an accident, and no one needs to take responsibility for it."

Everyone: ————

Although Irving's actions seemed like he was fooling a fool, they had no choice but to play the fool because it was the best outcome.

"Let's continue, everyone!"

Owen chuckled and led everyone to continue working. Every day, new discoveries were made at the ruins, and new items were transported out. Of course, there were also various dangerous defensive mechanisms. Owen also needed to rest. When he was not around, the exploration team became more conservative and stopped exploring deeper. But even so, it was still impossible to guard against all dangers, and people would get injured from time to time.

This was also part of the job. Irving stroked his chin and thought for a long time before finally deciding to conduct a comprehensive exploration by himself. The exploration lasted for a total of fifteen days. When he came out again, he had nothing but some torn clothes.

But he still didn't have time to rest. After Nico handed him a letter, Owen packed up and returned to Hogwarts that same day.

The letter was written by Professor McGonagall, and its contents were that a guest had come to the school, a guest from the United States, and that the guest specifically asked to see him by name.

America, looking for oneself, and Professor McGonagall's letter also mentioned that the other party was a Muggle, but accurately walked to the gates of Hogwarts.

The entire school is protected by the Muggle Mixing Charm, so theoretically, Muggles shouldn't be able to find Hogwarts. Therefore, something is amiss with the other party, and Owen needs to go back and take a good look and investigate.

"Honey, you need to rest."

When it was just the two of them, McGonagall acted like a real mother, believing that her child would only suffer if he went out into the world, so she forcefully pushed Owen back into his lounge.

After a day of rest, Irving met a guest in the principal's office. The guest was a typical white American, the kind who was half-bald.

"Hello, Mr. Carrot, my name is Phil Coulson, and I'm from ————"

Before he could finish speaking, Owen held out his hand to him: "Mr. Coulson, could you please take out what's on your waist and let me have a look?"

Coulson paused for a moment, then placed his pistol on the table.

Owen chuckled: "Sir, it's not that I haven't seen pistols before. I'm talking about something else. I'd like to know what kind of thing it is that allowed you to find this place without regard for magic."

While Coulson was still hesitating, the golden egg flew out on its own and landed in front of Owen. Owen understood after just one glance: "Good idea. Using it to resist the invasion of magic on the human body is indeed effective, but it doesn't last long. After using it once, it won't be of much use next time."

Owen remained expressionless, looking at the other man and smiling, "Is this a matter concerning Hogwarts in America?"

Coulson's expression turned serious: "No, I'm here for only one purpose: to invite you to join S.H.I.E.L.D."

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Irving was taken aback at first, then looked at him incredulously and said, "You want me to be the director? That doesn't seem to be in accordance with the rules, does it?"

And as you've seen, I'm currently managing such a large school, so I'm quite busy most of the time.

Colson was stunned.

What the heck?

This was his first time encountering a group of wizards, and he was pleasantly surprised right away—he was the one who invited this person to become the bureau chief?

Is he agreeing or not?

He might agree, but he's not high enough rank; he might not agree, and if the bureau chief assigns him a task, he might not be able to complete it.

Seeing his embarrassed expression, Owen couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Alright, enough of the jokes, Mr. Coulson. If you can tell me where you got this thing—" He pointed at the golden egg, "I might go to your S.H.I.E.L.D. to take a look."

Coulson didn't think too much about this and replied directly, "This was obtained by our director from Kamar-Taj, Mr. Carrot. Our S.H.I.E.L.D. philosophy is—"

"I understand, Mr. Coulson. From the moment we met, I knew what you wanted to do with me. Please don't underestimate the abilities of a wizard."

Irving chuckled again, "Here's what we'll do: please pass on my message that I'll be going to America during the holidays. Using Muggle methods, I think you'll find me, right?"

Coulson smiled confidently: "Of course!"

"Let's talk again later. I'd also like to visit your office, Mr. Coulson. I won't see you out then."

"good!"

Coulson only came to his senses after leaving the castle and boarding the plane. What had he done during his trip?

But it's okay. Now that we've made contact, and the other party hasn't refused to communicate, and even arranged a time to meet again, it can already be considered a success.

At that moment, Owen took out the old wizard's letter and found that name among the various factions listed: "Karmar-Taj? Sorcerer Supreme, you have overstepped your bounds."

Owen didn't go out immediately after returning, because the annual final exams were about to begin, and the results of these exams were very important. Combined with the achievements of Hogwarts' international exchanges over the past year, if the pass rate could exceed 75%, the school's ranking could rise from tenth to within the top three.

So Irving took it very seriously. He visited every exam room, and seeing the students' confident faces, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as no one causes trouble during the exam, it's fine.

Magic is free, but wizards cannot be too free, or trouble will easily arise.

"Mr. Owen, my father said he would like to invite you to our home—"

Owen smiled and said, "Draco, I appreciate your kindness, but I might be going to the United States and a few other places during my vacation this year to have a good chat with some people, so please tell Mr. Malfoy that we can only meet up another time."

Draco was somewhat disappointed, but quickly recovered: "Okay, Mr. Owen, you're always welcome at our home."

Another year passed. Irving watched the train disappear into the black smoke. He clapped his hands. Time was up, and he had his own work to do. Students could have holidays, but the principal never had one.

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