The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 44 Estes Vergalaya

Melda took Professor Dumbledore's hand, as well as Harry Ron's.

Gently touching the magic mirror that has turned into smoke at this time.

Just as Professor Dumbledore guessed, the magic mirror seems to have the function of a pensieve.

The moment he touched the mirror.The ink-like water rushed to bury him.

Chaos and disorder make up the whole of this mirror world.Suddenly all the smoke turned into a moon-shaped lake.

In the center of the lake is a small island less than five or six meters wide, and there is only one moon-watching tree on the island that looks like a moon in its arms.

It is so huge that the branches on the tree have covered the entire lakeside, and the little petals are falling on the mirror-like lake with the wind, stirring up waves.

Suddenly, the flower buds on a tree trunk trembled slightly, and a fairy about the size of a thumb flew out of it. She was so small that she could even sit on the petals falling on the lake.

She has bright golden hair, a slender figure, and exquisite facial features, like an exquisite work of art.The whole body is wrapped in thin, green gauze-like clothing made of unknown material.

A pair of dragonfly wings slowly spread and stretched.

This is an old elf, because her hair is twice as long as her body, which is the unique growth ring of elves.

Long hair is not only a symbol of charm but also a proof of their time precipitation.

And the fairy on the petals seems to have noticed Melda and his party.

Her beautiful body jumped lightly, stepping on the waves and walking towards Melda and the others continuously, and with each step she took, her figure would become bigger, when she completely walked to Melda In front of him, he already had the size of a normal human being.

"Stunning, isn't it?" Suddenly a voice came from behind everyone.

Melda quickly turned her head to look, it was a young and handsome young man, he seemed to be only in his 20s, he also had bright golden hair and dark green eyes, just like Harry's.

He was wearing a gold-patterned robe with a white background, and a badge of the Tower of Dawn hung on his chest.

Melda had seen this outfit before.

Because Eden is also wearing this suit.

"I'm sorry to scare you." Estes said slightly apologetically.

He waved his hand, and the beautiful fairy turned into the wind and disappeared.

"You look much younger than the last time we met." Dumbledore greeted warmly, he seemed to know the guy who appeared out of nowhere.

Melda looked at him nervously. Although he had guessed who he was in his heart, he still had to ask.

"who are you?"

"I have more magic power staying here, so I look younger." Estes also looked at Dumbledore kindly.There was approval in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that you would really succeed. After all, it is too difficult. It is no exaggeration to say that Albus, you are indeed the most talented and wise mage in the past thousand years."

Estes did not shy away from praising Melda's old headmaster.

Then she shifted her gaze to him.

"Are those two your friends?" Estes asked, pointing to Harry and Ron beside Melda.

"Ah."

"Very well, friends are far more powerful than any magic. I hope you will keep them in mind."

"As for my name? In this world, my name is Acra Estes."

"Of course, this is not the real name, this is just to commemorate a group of heroes who dare to fight."

There was admiration in Estes' eyes, and Melda could feel that the so-called Accra people must be a group of great men and a group of upright people.

"My name: Estes Vergaraya."

"Wilgaraya is the surname of a goblin. The goblin lady you saw just now is my grandmother."

"Esthers is an Elvish name, which represents hope in Elvish."

After explaining his identity, Estes raised his voice and pointed around.

"This is the illusory world I built using my own magic power and memory. Strictly speaking, you are living in my memory in the past."

"Memories from the past?" Melda suddenly realized.

No wonder Dumbledore would say that the magic mirror has the function of a Pensieve, and the co-author is really a large Pensieve.

"Yes, after leaving a sliver of memory, the main body should have died!" Estes said calmly, as if it was another person who died and had nothing to do with him.

"So, this is where you buried your treasure?"

"Yes, and no." Estes said mysteriously, his eyes were clear and there was a smile on his mouth.It was like sunshine in spring.Warm and casual.

Presumably my ancestor should have been a gentle person before!

"Ahem, then this ancestor, I don't know what I should do to gain your approval." Melda asked tentatively.

"test?"

Estes looked at Melda in astonishment: "You actually want to accept the test?"

"But I didn't prepare for any test?"

"This is really nerve-wracking!"

"Eh..." Melda looked at the ancestor who was pretending to be entangled in front of him, and really wanted to go up and kick him twice, if you didn't test it, then you are entangled!
Do you think I'm some kind of masochist?Have to take a beating?

"Ahem! I didn't expect my descendants to look like this. It's really interesting."

"Okay. Let's get to the point." Estes changed his voice and said after looking around.

"I left this magic mirror to give a small gift to future generations."

"But let's talk about the test. If you can stand here, you have passed the test I set."

"But don't be too happy. The me now is just a memory, but I don't have any powerful magic items for you."

In fact, even if his ancestor didn't say anything, Melda could guess that he would never give any physical items.

After all, Old Deng has already said that this is a large Pensieve.is where memories are stored.

How can other things fit in the place where memories are stored?
"But what I want to give. It won't be these vulgar things." Estes's face showed a strong confident look.

He had also been a gifted and powerful wizard.The organization he belongs to is also the most powerful and prosperous magic organization on the entire continent.He is engaged in research that will advance the progress of the entire world.

It was only later that he was infected by the spirit of the Accra people and resolutely gave up his career.into the vast ocean of the people's war.

His magical talent is indeed wasted, but even the achievements he achieved in the first half of his life are the peaks that most magicians will never be able to climb.

In the process of changing the world, his name Estes Vergaraya will be engraved on the monument forever.

(End of this chapter)