Chapter 624
The crown gives me wisdom!
Chapter 624 The crown gives me wisdom!
Ryan was hunched over as he walked through the messy pile of items. There was a lot of dust on his golden hair, and beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, leaving a string of stains on his handsome face.
He rummaged through a pile of dusty crucibles, uncovered a moldy tapestry, and pried open a box with a rusty copper lock, only to find a pile of brittle and blackened bones inside.
"What the hell!"
Ryan kicked the empty bottle next to him, and the sound of broken glass was particularly harsh in the empty room.
Wade, who was almost falling asleep, was startled and opened his eyes instantly. Seeing the irritable Ryan, he couldn't help but touch his nose.
If I had known this earlier, I wouldn’t have placed the deforming crucible so far away, wasting each other’s time.
Ryan asked solemnly, "Sir, if the crown is taken away...what will happen?"
Voldemort was silent for a moment.
To be honest, he was not sure whether the soul fragments separated into the crown still had the ability to cause trouble.
Because except for the part in the diary, the other Horcruxes have been very quiet since they were made.
But he left a powerful protective magic on the crown. If someone wore it on their head without permission... Hogwarts would have had a news report about a student dying for no reason at school.
There may even be a series of deaths.
So which professor took it away?
This is unlikely... because the professor doesn't need to hide something in a hurry, which doesn't fit the pattern of discovering the Room of Requirement.
Voldemort was born with arrogance. Even when he still needed to receive school relief, he did not take the slaves of the wizarding world - the house-elves - seriously.
He had never communicated with them, nor had he spent any effort to win them over, and so Voldemort never knew that the Room of Requirement, which he thought was a secret belonging only to him, was known to everyone at Hogwarts.
After pondering for a moment, Voldemort felt that the crown should still be here.
Then, Ryan heard a silence in the communication pea, and then the voice said impatiently:
[After careful inspection, it is possible that those careless guys dropped the crown on the ground when moving other items.]
Ryan panted, supported his hands on his knees and looked at the debris on the ground: "Are you sure? It's still here?"
The person on the other side said in an unfathomable and extremely confident tone: [If the crown leaves the secret room, I will feel it. ]
After a pause, Ryan heard the other party say: [You desire supreme wisdom, but you can't even endure a few hours of labor? ]
Ryan's face suddenly turned red. He bent down silently and never made another complaint.
Time passed minute by minute, and after another two or three hours, Ryan finally found where the "crown" was.
He picked up the crown, took a look at this rusty old thing, and threw it behind him!
Vader, who had already stood up, said: "..."
The thrown crown fell into the pile of debris with a clang, and then rolled under a collapsed sofa.
Ryan continued to flip through a few books, picked up an old chessboard and threw it aside, and when he leaned over to pick up a chipped plate, his movements suddenly froze.
Wait, what were you looking for?
...Crown?
Did you just throw away a guy that looks very similar?
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
A few seconds later, Ryan let out a sharp scream and rushed in the direction he had thrown it.
Vader: “……?”
He sighed and waved his wand. The crown that was in the blind spot of his vision moved silently to a position so that the gleam of the gems on it could fall into Ryan's eyes.
"found it!"
Ryan rushed over and grabbed the crown, almost crying with joy.
He held the crown that he had lost and found again, as if he was holding a priceless treasure. After a while of joy, he said in a tone of seeking credit: "I finally found it! Ravenclaw's crown!"
Voldemort: "..."
He felt that when he went to Romania, he had to find the only tree hole that contained the crown among the countless big trees in the forest, but it was not as difficult as Ryan's search.
[Put it on.] The voice in the communication pea seemed to be relieved, and said: [You will gain the wisdom and knowledge of Rowena Ravenclaw.]
"Yes!"
Ryan lifted the hem of his robe and wiped the dust off the crown. Then, with the posture of a king being crowned, he raised the crown high and put it on his head with a cautious expression.
Wade had quietly come behind him, and when the crown touched his hair, a ray of silent spell light hit Ryan's back. Lightning flashed!
In an instant, Ryan felt the world shrink into a dazzling blank. Sharp pain pierced into his skin like steel needles and spread rapidly along his nerves. His fingertips became hot, his hair exploded, his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't move, and even his consciousness seemed to be shattered!
The magic wand behind him seemed like a symphony conductor's baton, gently waving in continuous arcs.
【Super sense spell! 】
Ryan had never felt his mind so clear before. It seemed as if he no longer felt the stickiness of dust and sweat on his body. His vision was so clear that he seemed to be able to see the traces of every dust particle spinning in the air.
[Confusing spell! Memory modification! ]
Countless unfamiliar symbols poured down like a rainstorm, and the magical knowledge from Rowena Ravenclaw was quickly occupying his mind.
"what--"
Ryan groaned half in pain and half in ecstasy, his knees slamming hard on the floor, but he suddenly felt no pain.
In his vision, it seemed as if countless unprecedented knowledge was jumping around: ancient runes, astrological maps, strange spells, various alchemical mysteries...
An urgent question came from my ear: [What happened? ]
"I...I saw it...I felt it..."
Ryan dug his hands tightly into the floor, his whole body trembling with severe pain, but a twisted smile appeared on his face.
"This is the wisdom of Ravenclaw! So much knowledge...all the mysteries...ah...hahahaha..."
Ryan laughed wildly, then screamed in pain, holding his head.
Suddenly, an idea flashed into his mind like lightning, instantly clarifying his chaotic thoughts and answering a long-standing doubt of his.
"I understand... I understand everything..."
Ryan slowly stood up from the ground, a streak of blood gushing out of his nose. He wiped it with his hand and said in a firm tone:
"You are not some thousand-year-old ghost wandering the library, nor are you some generous guide... You are Voldemort, right?"
All the sounds in my ears suddenly disappeared.
"Everyone said you were dead, and I thought you were dead too, but I didn't expect you to be still alive."
Ryan opened his mouth and revealed a bloody smile:
"Luckily you're still alive."
"Great Dark Lord, why do you hide your true identity? If you had revealed who you were earlier, I would have been willing to be your helper from the beginning!"
Voldemort: ...Really?
But when I asked you to sneak into the Room of Requirement before, you missed several opportunities because you were worried about being discovered.
Ryan continued enthusiastically, "The current wizarding world has long been corrupt, and can only give in and beg for mercy under the threat of Muggles!"
"I have long been longing for someone like you to appear... Lord Dark Lord, I have heard of your deeds and have always regretted that I was born too late!"
"I am willing to serve you! The future of the wizarding world needs a new order, an order dominated by power and blood! Not only Britain, not only Europe and the United States, but the whole world should crawl at your feet! And I will be a witness to this glory!"
Voldemort:...
How did the piece of soul that was cut out evolve? I didn't even completely rule Britain before, but now he has bewitched Ryan and started to dream of the whole world?
But when I was younger... I was indeed so arrogant.
Think about it carefully... As long as we kill Dumbledore and Grindelwald, and obtain the protection spell in Harry Potter's blood... it may not be impossible to unify the wizards of the world...
After a long silence, Ryan heard a cold, low voice in his ear: [Then prove your worth and bring Harry Potter to me! ]
"As you command, my master!"
Ryan shouted back.
He turned off the communication and Pea stood up, his mouth twitching slightly and his body shaking constantly.
Then he burst into a wild laugh:
“Hahahaha…Voldemort is no more than this…hahahahaha…”
(End of this chapter)