I, Hogwarts Second Week

"Really? That's really weird."

Koyatel responded.

She didn't know much about [Son of Omen], and most of what she knew was from newspapers.

Except for listening to Ron's story.

So she couldn't tell the difference Hermione was talking about.

On the other side, like ghosts in the dark night, many short creatures slowly walked out of the darkness of the hall, where the crystal lamp could not shine.

They all wore robes to hide their bodies.

But if you look a little closer, you will find that there are many branch-like things under the robes they are wearing, like cloth covering dead branches.

"Does it look like it's on the verge of annihilation?" Owen glanced around.

I didn’t see a few who were in good health.

Goblins are a very large race, and they have footprints all over the world.

Gringotts has branches all over the place.

Coupled with the taverns, shops and magic material stores opened by goblins in various places - it is impossible that all the goblins in the world are infected with the disease. At least the two who brought them here and the goblins in Gringotts are normal.

But for a race, if 70% to 80% of the population dies of disease at one time, it is no different from genocide.

Without the Fairy Kingdom coordinating the situation behind the scenes, fairies all over the world would immediately fall apart. It is absolutely impossible to maintain the current inseparable relationship with the wizarding world.

It is definitely impossible to become a house elf once, but it is very possible to become a centaur, a siren, or a mermaid and completely cut off from wizards.

"Rozier——"

On the throne, the Goblin King, who had been silent for two full minutes, finally spoke.

He stared at Owen with his remaining cloudy eye.

The bulging eyeballs looked exactly like the young wizard.

To be honest, before seeing Irving, he had a crush on him.

The history of fairies is more complete than that of wizards.

They also know very well about the heirs of ancient magic power.

As a race that has clashed with the heir several times and even killed one of the heirs, the goblins know better than anyone else the power the heir possesses.

But in his opinion, Irving is still too young.

Even if he possesses ancient magic power, he can only use it superficially, just like a primitive man holding a steel knife. Indeed, the attack power has become more powerful. It is difficult for primitive people to make a steel knife by themselves. No less than ascending to heaven.

This is not to say that primitive man could never learn how to make a steel knife, but it does mean that he needed time. It takes time to learn, time to research, and even more time to accumulate.

The young man in front of him is only sixteen or seventeen years old. No matter how outstanding he is, he cannot really understand and master ancient magic.

"If you can save my people."

"Then I can tell you all the secrets of the fairies."

The feeble voice of the Goblin King Legnarc XVII reached the ears of the four people.

That was all he could say.

Because Irving is their last hope, even if this hope seems very slim now, there is nothing they can do.

"Silver Reinak, you will be responsible for receiving our distinguished guests."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

One of the goblins in the shadow walked out and knelt on the ground.

The king snorted, then stopped talking and sat quietly on his throne as if dead.

The goblin named Silver Renak stood up and came to everyone, "Please follow me." He said.

Then he led everyone and left the main hall through the side door of the royal court.

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The fairy city is magnificent.

Decorations made of gold can be seen everywhere.

Along the way, there were more and more fairies.

They were all wrapped in robes and no one was in good health.

The Gonuk who led them here has long since disappeared.

Owen speculated that he should leave the city. If the goblin king's head was still normal, he would know that he could no longer let his people mix with those who were healthy.

At least this way it won't be completely wiped out.

Except for the increasing number of goblins.

There was another creature that caught the attention of the four.

"This is -" Hermione frowned, staring at the creatures on the walls, on the roads, and on the domes of the palace.

These creatures gave her a strong sense of déjà vu, as if she had seen them somewhere.

But Hermione was certain that she had never seen it anywhere in reality.

It is a dark blue or even black, slug-like creature.

It has metallic skin and relies on wriggling to move forward.

Upon observation, she discovered that the creatures seemed to be at work. She saw a dilapidated road, a gap probably made by some heavy object.

These slug creatures squirmed to the gap, and then their active bodies stretched out human-like hands, cleaning the hole bit by bit, constantly taking out various repair materials from the body, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, that Potholes were filled.

Then, its body suddenly sank, as if it was being squeezed, forming a flat surface that just covered the top of the pit. The slug creature squirmed again, as if taking something out of the water, and a complete marble was covered It spat it out. As floor tiles just fill that hole.

Then it suddenly re-inflated like a balloon and recovered. He twisted his body and swallowed the damaged construction debris on the ground bit by bit, integrated it into his own body, and left this place.

"What-what kind of creature is this?"

Hermione looked shocked.

"This is simply unbelievable, Owen, Koyatel, look!"

"I saw it." Owen frowned, "I always feel like I've seen it somewhere?"

"Huh?" Hermione turned to look at him, "Do you feel the same way? I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."

As she spoke, she cautiously approached the slug creatures that were still hard at work, trying to observe more carefully without disturbing them. These creatures didn't seem to care about Hermione's existence, still focusing on their repair work, as if this was their innate mission.

"Their movements are so coordinated and incredibly efficient, and... their bodies seem to be able to deform at will, and even produce and manipulate matter..." Hermione muttered to herself, with various possible explanations and speculations flashing through her mind. But there is nothing similar among the technologies possessed by wizards. Currently, the most famous wizards in cutting-edge alchemy are Victor, Nicolas Flamel and others.

It has been many years since Nicolas Flamel continued to study alchemy.

He is old and has little time left to live after destroying the Philosopher's Stone.

Originally, his life would come to an end in the next few years.

However, thanks to the shimmering potion invented by Victor, his body has improved somewhat, but this cannot extend his life for long. Nick himself said that it will be difficult for him to survive until the arrival of the new century.

As for Victor, his main focus in alchemy is human alchemy, and some magical inventions are just incidental products.

It should be Fred and George who really took the path of magical alchemy invention.

"Wait a minute." While Hermione was brainstorming, thinking about whether the past alchemist masters had similar creations, an inspiration suddenly flashed in her head, and she remembered that she had seen some information recently, including similar magical creations. .

"They are [Hundreds of Appearances]."

"Owen! [Baixiang]!" Hermione said cheerfully.

"[Hundred Signs]?" With Hermione's reminder, Owen suddenly remembered the description of [Hundred Signs] seen on the bas-relief of the God's Grant Tower in Canada.

Legend has it that wizards created a multi-cellular protoplasmic biological colony called the "Forge of Life" based on ancient magic.

The creations in the furnace can transform body tissues into various temporary organs, or fuse with other creatures, and then transform into ideal slaves to engage in heavy and repetitive manual labor.

These invertebrate polymers that exuded mucus were originally named "Hundreds of Phases", but later wizards preferred to call them "Omens".

"Indeed - these creatures are exactly the same as Baixiang's description."

Owen looked at the goblin named Silver Renak.

"You goblins still retain such skills?"

Silver Renak, as soon as you hear this name, you will know his status among the goblins. He is a noble of the kingdom.

Owen thought he must know the inside story.

"Mr. Rochelle, the goblins do still retain ancient related technologies." The goblin named Silver Reinak said in a sharp and short voice: "The history of goblins is more complete than that of humans. Our civilization is long and unprecedented. cut off."

"Haha——" Hearing the proud look in the goblin's mouth, Owen sneered. "I just don't know where you got the ancient magic power. Don't steal it from others." The heir and the goblin have had a hatred for hundreds of years. One of them even died. If the goblin was the ancient magic power stolen from the previous heir, Owen would never doubt it.

"No - Mr. Rozier." Reinak said quickly: "That was what the traitors - the Goblin Brotherhood did. The ancient magic in the kingdom was not stolen from anyone. It is what the goblins have been looking for for thousands of years. Arrived.”

"Searching? Did you dig up the Divine Grant Tower?"

"No - it's not the God's Grant Tower either."

"Where else does ancient magic exist?"

"Of course there is," Reinak said. "You'll know."

After saying that, he stopped talking and led the way silently.

Soon, the four of them followed him to a very majestic building.

It was a huge Gothic cathedral.

There is a huge spiral staircase inside, like branches growing from a tree, with sockets in all directions leading to other floors.

There are more goblins and slug creatures here. It was everywhere, like an academy, and everyone was doing their job.

The stairs not only lead to the upper level, but also to the lower level.

Standing on a platform and looking down, the huge building complex with bottomless depth, like an abyss, is shocking.

Owen once again overturned his inner guess about the population of the Fairy Kingdom.

When he first got started, he only estimated the area of ​​the flat building complex, forgetting that goblins are a race that is good at digging holes and likes three-dimensional buildings. Now it seems that a population of millions is possible.

"Um?"

Irving simply focused on the architecture and forgot about the more important thing - the magic. When he broke free from his trance, he immediately discovered that there was quite a surge of ancient magic power under the abyss.

The magic power is like colored wind, surging upwards one wave after another.

How can this be?

Owen's eyes froze and he looked deeply into the ground.

The ancient magic power here is no less intense than any divine grant tower.

This cannot be accumulated by taking the magic power of the heir.

You must know that after Merlin, there are only four heirs besides him.

Even if you squeeze these four heirs dry, you can't get so much ancient magic.

Unless - this is an ancient relic, which originally buried an astonishing amount of ancient magic.

"What's wrong, Owen?" Hermione saw him standing there in a daze, and pulled his sleeve with concern.

"Nothing -" Owen patted her hand, his eyes fell on the goblin named Reinak, "Now I finally know why the goblins would build their kingdom here - built underground."

"Humph!"

This city should be built for mining and researching the ancient ruins below.

Even the tradition of goblins liking to dig holes may come from this.

"What?" Hermione looked puzzled.

"Let's go down and talk about it."

This time, Owen knew where to go without Reinak leading the way.

There are also magic lifts floating in the air next to the huge spiral staircase.

With these lifts, they can reach the ground faster.

Reinak did not stop them and even helped them start the lift. This was the magic of the goblins, and the wizards obviously could not trigger it.

The lift flew down quickly.

Then a huge and magnificent ancient ruins showed its true face to everyone.

The ruins with layers of mountains were like a beehive.

Owen stood on the edge of the lift, staring at the ancient ruins approaching below.

He saw many scenes that appeared in the bas-reliefs of the Canadian God-granting Tower.

These thoughts quickly brought him to the truth.

"This ancient ruins is an alchemy factory used by ancient wizards to make [Hundred Aspects]." Hermione came to the conclusion faster than him.

"That's why there is a huge reserve of ancient magic power." Owen said in a deep voice.

"Have you been studying this?" He said to the goblin.

"Yes, Mr. Rosier." Reinak said in a short voice, "The goblins began to study how to create this kind of creature a long time ago. Now-"

"No-no." Owen interrupted him, "How could it be so simple. Your goal would never be to simply learn to create [Hundred Phases]!"

"The goblins don't need a kind of servant, just to repair their palaces and roads. This is not worth it."

Owen began to carefully recall the records on the bas-relief.

[Life Furnace]

Multicellular protoplasmic organisms.

Life fusion.

Invertebrate polymers.

All the words born from the taboo of life engineering began to emerge in his mind.

Gradually, an idea suddenly emerged.

"You want to create an heir to the goblins?" Owen said quickly.

"You want to create an Outer God?" Hermione exclaimed.