I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 460 The last inheritor

"In short, Chang'an Taixue is the greatest magic academy in the world!"

Zhang Xiaolin raised her head slightly, with frivolous lips and pride written all over her face.

Her boastful gesture aroused the disgust of other wizards.

Mr. Basil smiled wryly.

Mr. Winston also had a playful expression on his face.

As for Sirius - he couldn't be bothered to argue with the little girl.

Most of the wizards present graduated from the three major magic academies in Europe.

As a world-renowned magic school.

The eleven schools registered with the federation seem to be in peace with each other, and some even have no contact with each other for the rest of their lives.

But the secret competition is not small.

For example: the International Wizarding Potion Masters Competition, the World Alchemy Masters Competition, etc. are held every four years.

But in recent years, the world has become increasingly chaotic, and these competitions have been postponed.

In the past, it was not uncommon for major magic academies to compete with each other.

Even big fights happen from time to time.

Twenty years ago, Jixia Academy had a fight with Japan's Magic Institute (Ryukyu). The reason was that in the Potions Master Competition, the magic potion formula used by the Magic Institute's contestants was an improved version of Jixia Academy's. It is an ancient formula, so the two sides fought over it. One side thinks that improvement is original, while the other side thinks that it has been changed, and several herbs that are unique to the Ming Dynasty have been replaced by yours - what the fuck Also called improvement.

Then they started fighting.

By the way, the Hogwarts team brought by Professor Dumbledore also participated in the competition that year. The old professor met Chang'an Taixue at that time, or in other words, although they knew each other before, they only became familiar with each other after that time. Woke up.

After all, the old master back then was able to defeat the professors of the Magic Institute and the Jixia Academy's sacrificial wine and kill the opponent on his back. An old man over two hundred years old could still have a red face, full of swear words, and inflict damage on the enemy on his hands and mouth at the same time. A critical attack, such a principal would naturally attract Dumbledore's attention, and it would suit him very well.

"If you have a chance, you should really go and see Taixue. You will definitely fall in love with her." Miss Zhang said confidently.

Everyone else nodded with strange expressions.

It has to be said that Miss Zhang's speech that criticized other schools was very hateful, but in this dangerous environment, in this abyss where the sun will never see the light, her words actually relaxed everyone's tense nerves a little. Some, at least the tight string will not break at this time.

The ghostly reality gained a little life.

"Goddess Diana, that sounds really bluffing." Mr. Basil immediately spoke and changed the subject.

Lin, she is straight-tempered and replies whatever she thinks. She never cares whether her words will cause trouble to others.

He knew this very well.

"By the way, I seem to have heard of this name somewhere." Winston suddenly frowned, looking thoughtful.

"Didn't you just say that she is the Muggle god?" Mr. Basil said.

"No - it's somewhere else." Winston said, "I also want to hear from Ms. Rosier or Mr. Grindelwald that the name Diana was mentioned. It should be said by a former member of the Wiccan Party. Got up."

“It is said that the goddess Diana can heal all injuries in the world, even if there is only one breath left, as long as he is alive, the goddess can make him healed.

There is a temple in Oceania, which seems to be New Zealand now. That temple is dedicated to the goddess. "

"New Zealand?" Miss Zhang blinked, "Our previous location was not too far from New Zealand."

"Could it be that we are in New Zealand now?" said Mr. Basil.

"and many more--"

Suddenly, a low growl in silence interrupted the conversation between the three of them.

"New Zealand? Goddess? Diana?"

The next second, Sirius immediately raised his head and stared at Zhang Xiaolin.

He remembered.

Stewart Island, Potions Competition, Shatty, Selwyn, Diana.

It's that poor woman.

So - is the Zhang Xiaolin in front of me actually the baby girl in Lily's arms?

Sirius' gray eyes flashed with surprise.

He had almost forgotten that memory.

Especially those years in Azkaban, which caused his less important memories of the past to be somewhat blurred.

Moreover - the appearance of Diana at that time was completely different from that of Zhang in front of her. That Diana had a very standard Western appearance, and she was very thin and sallow at the time.

Zhang, on the other hand, is more like a Ming Dynasty person, full of energy and confidence. It is difficult for people to connect her with the Diana.

"It turns out that I've had a brush with the foreign gods a long time ago?"

Sirius was shocked.

I couldn't believe that I had come into contact with an alien god so early.

All mysteries are solved.

The so-called inherited power of the goddess Diana is actually the magic of the outer gods.

After the Divine Grant Tower in Australia collapsed, the magic of the gods was lost, and then inherited by a lucky wizard or Muggle.

Later, her descendants passed on this power.

And unknown Muggles regard them as gods.

"Wait--no--no!"

Suddenly Sirius rubbed his forehead again.

That Diana was already dead.

But what about the so-called Diana's sacred tree in front of me?

Was this virtual realm created by a previous inheritor?

Or is it just a coincidence?

Or is there some other reason.

Faintly, a chill rushed from the soles of his feet straight to his brain.

Facing the huge unknown, the more he knew, the more fear he felt.

"What's wrong? Sirius?" Winston looked at him.

"No -" Sirius shook his head, "I just remembered something unrelated."

He didn't intend to tell Zhang the truth. If the master didn't say anything, then he had his reasons.

Perhaps the master wanted to separate Zhang from his cursed destiny, so he did not tell him the truth.

But——Sirius thought of the joint heritage protection committee again, and Dumbledore sent a request for assistance to Chang'an Imperial Academy.

The Master selected Zhang among the candidates.

The two principals must have deep meanings, maybe - they have already guessed the connection between Miss Zhang and the external god.

So you brought her here specifically?

In the marble courtyard full of fallen leaves and corpses, in front of the stone statue of a god, the bishop kowtowed in fear and murmured ancient prayers that only he understood.

The god in sackcloth was neither sad nor happy. He opened his arms and looked at everything with seeming love and indifference.

Sirius calmed his mind.

He had no way of knowing the arrangement between Dumbledore and his master. On the contrary, the matter in front of him was more important.

Then, he set his sights on Mr. Bishop.