I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 464 The Coffin of Consciousness·Superego

(The previous chapter has been modified)

After about twenty minutes, the masters who had lost their target stood there blankly.

Zhang Xiaolin looked at the calm sea with a wild smile on her face.

"Well - it seems that the sycamore wood has not burned out yet." She looked at the three great gods with love in her eyes.

All I could think about was that I should go up and get an autograph—or find a painter to draw a portrait for them or something like that.

It's a pity that the great gods don't seem to have any self-awareness.

Signing is impossible.

As for the portrait, she is only about the height of Pangu's feet - if this were a painting, she would be just an ink dot.

"Who else!!!"

Zhang Xiaolin, who had already swelled up, had an expression that didn't know the heights of the world. She put her hands behind her back and looked around as if she were a king.

"While I'm invincible, monsters and monsters can come out quickly! What are you waiting for!"

The girl's voice was clear and melodious, and spread far and wide in this strange space.

But no matter how she shouted, there was no sound around her that responded to her.

"Boring, don't you have the guts now?" the girl mocked.

at this time.

A sound suddenly came from the empty surroundings.

The sound was like the friction between stones.

Miss Zhang heard the sound and went away, only to see the hill formed by the meteorite in the distance, ah no - it was already half a mountain now.

The protruding rocks on its cliff suddenly began to twist, and a step was forced out.

"Just let me go up there?"

Zhang Xiaolin frowned.

But I'm not afraid at all.

With three great gods around, what is she afraid of? The enemy should be afraid of her.

With this thought in her mind, the girl stepped forward and walked quickly towards the steps.

On the top of the mountain - there is an aura of dilapidation and decay.

The feet were as fine as sand, some kind of desert where ashes had accumulated.

But this desert is not without living things.

A purple flower grows all over the top of the mountain.

From the outside, it looks like a tulip, except it has no leaves and the flowers are purple.

A kind of butterflies with strange patterns on their wings were flying in groups.

In addition, there are many skeletons, mummies and the like on the top of the mountain.

But it's not scary. On the contrary, these things are like parts of a painting. The painting is supernatural, but it has a sense of peace and tranquility.

Just like in the memory, the home in the field is as harmonious as the river next to the home.

Zhang Xiaolin tightened her wand.

Although the surroundings are calm and peaceful, the sudden appearance of this kind of aura in this place is definitely a trap or some kind of spiritual attack.

She was getting closer to the divine tower.

When she was only a dozen feet away, a disembodied voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Hello--"

Zhang Xiaolin was startled and turned back quickly.

The wand in his hand was pointed at the other party.

"you--"

An arrow flew through the body of the person in front of him.

But her body seemed to be illusory, passing straight through without causing any harm to it.

The other party did not fight back immediately.

Just stood there quietly and looked at her.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of fighting with her, Miss Zhang did not release the magic.

In front of her was a silver-haired person like her.

It's just that his eyes are emerald green.

That face felt familiar to her too.

After thinking carefully for a while, Miss Zhang remembered who the person in front of her was.

"You are—Owen Rozier. Which famous therapist?"

"No -" she shook her head, "your appearance must be fake, so who are you?"

"Me?" The goddess disguised as Owen looked thoughtful, "I've been thinking about this issue since I woke up."

"Who am I? I am the Supreme Will Ionia, I am the goddess Diana, and I am also you - Zhang Xiaolin."

"Are you playing word games with me?" Miss Zhang said unhappily.

"There is no inheritance -" the mysterious woman said calmly, "The wizard named Sirius Black guessed wrong. There was only one person from the beginning."

“The inheritance of divine power is the transfer of will.

After having her own children, why does the mother gradually die? It is because the will of the previous generation gradually transitions to the offspring. "

"What are you talking about?" Miss Zhang looked at the person in front of her with a half-smile.

"Want to hear a long story?"

"In no mood!"

"This story includes you and me. It's the truth you want to know."

"Still don't want to."

"So - you don't care about those people either?" The goddess waved her hand, and a hole suddenly opened in the false stars in the sky.

The bright sunshine shone in, causing Miss Zhang to subconsciously close her eyes.

But just for a moment, she realized the danger and forced herself to open her eyes.

Then she saw the world beyond the stars - there was a tree with a huge cocoon-like thing hanging from the crown.

After taking a closer look, Zhang Xiaolin realized that those wrapped were all human beings.

Mr. Basil, Mr. Winston, and Sirius are all here.

"You——" Zhang Xiaolin's face suddenly turned cold. "what have you done?"

"They are all irrelevant people. I can't let them interrupt our trial." The woman said calmly, "So now, are you in the mood to know the truth?"

"If you dare.I will kill you"

Before Ms. Zhang finished speaking, the false stars blocked the crack again, the light was no longer there, and the scenery was no longer there.

"Your fight has no meaning. Whether I defeat you or you defeat me. Because - we are the same person."

"What do you mean?"

The woman paused and continued in an ethereal voice: "In ancient times, the goddess Diana defeated the Supreme Will part as the essence of God and sealed it in the Divine Grant Tower - the goddess's power far exceeded that of other wizards of the same era. , she completely erased the essential consciousness of the Supreme Will. Of course, the price was that her own consciousness also disappeared in the opponent's counterattack. From then on, there was only the purest ancient magic power in the Divine Grant Tower.

Later - the tower was broken, and a Muggle girl gained this power - at first, she used this power to treat illnesses and save people everywhere, and was soon respected as a god by Muggles who did not know the truth. "

"Haha——" Zhang Xiaolin sneered in response and stood there watching her tell the illusive story.

The goddess ignored her and continued to talk mechanically: "But - when the girl gained this power, her consciousness was like a pebble stirring the calm lake water, which belonged to the memories of Ionia and Diana. It’s also gradually recovering.”

"It's just a memory?" Miss Zhang raised her eyebrows, "Your story is very crappy. What's the use of reviving the memory? I thought you were going to say that the two gods have also revived."