[Comprehensive] The painting style of time travel is wrong

In the period before the wheat harvest in autumn, there is neither the high temperature brought by the summer heat nor the mud in the cold rain and snow in winter, nor the barbarians and winter bandits who came to plunder in groups (Note 1), The bright autumn wind and the leaves covering the road make it the most suitable season of the year for travel.

And these four "lords" wearing burqas and walking in the fields with their steeds are obviously such travelers, although they may be a little different-they are all wizards.

"What kind of person do you think the 'Sage of the Earth' is?"

With a sword at his waist and a horse leading the way, Godric Gryffindor, a young man with pale blond hair, asked the three companions behind him.

The Sage of the Earth is a legendary figure that has spread throughout the British Isles in the past six months. Even wizards who follow the principle of avoiding the world are familiar with his various legends.

The wandering poets in the tavern sang about her magic of "letting the wasteland bear wheat and the saplings bear fruit."

At the reception of the lords and nobles, they scolded him for his cruelty of "leading bandits to occupy the village and kill the nobles".

And some wandering knights praised his bravery in "defeating flying dragons with bare hands".

Maybe other rumors are hard to judge, but as a qualified wizard, they all understand how powerful a flying dragon is, even the weakest dragon species, and if they want to defeat it "with bare hands"...

Well, to sum up all these rumors, then the Earth Sage must be a brutal giant who is entangled with gangs to plunder and use magical witchcraft.

However, the reason why rumors are rumors is because they are never reliable. The four travelers also know this well. The regular wheat fields and the occasional honest farmers they saw along the way made these The veracity of the rumors is greatly reduced.

"It should be a powerful druid or a wizard with elf blood."

The black-haired witch Rowena Ravenclaw who came to the stream pointed to the golden fields on both sides of the road and said with a smile.

If her demeanor at this moment is put down to the era 1000 years later, then some annotations such as "raised her glasses" or "there is only one truth" can be added.

"Didn't you realize that the yields in these fields are abnormally high along the way? Not only the wheat fields, but also the fruit trees on the hillside are not old enough to bear fruit, and..."

"Possibly a liar with sulfur and phosphorous powder in his cuff."

Walking in the back position, the slightly gloomy Salazar Slytherin began to tear down the stage with a smile.

"Remember? It's the disgusting dwarf who shouted at us, 'I am the ground walker of the demon king of the flames of the demon world, you and other mortals must serve me!'"

Hearing Salazar's words, Rowena left and closed his mouth, while turning his head slightly in embarrassment.

She didn't use a wand and didn't chant spells. At that time, she didn't understand at all how the hideous dwarf swayed a large blue and green dazzling fire.

This is the most intuitive proof of the strong magician, not to mention that he didn't sense the magic power when he performed all these (Note 2)!

What a terrible wizard this is!

Then she saw that Salazar used a sleeping spell to put down the bandits who surrounded them with pitchforks and sticks, and Godric drew out his sword and rushed forward to block the weird skeleton staff. Kick the opponent to the ground.

And before she was terrified and ready to persuade her companions to stop, and to express her apology properly before the other party launched a terrifying spell counterattack, she saw the dwarf crying with snot and tears begging them to spare his life... …

Because she is smart, she is conceited, and because she is smart, the world in her eyes is often a little "complicated".

——This is also a common problem of smart people.As the only "smart person" among the four who was tricked into believing those lies, Rowena knew that shutting up now was the best choice.

"Okay, okay, we're going to the home of the sage of the earth soon."

The lubricant in the team, the witch Helga Hufflepuff who came to the open valley joined the conversation at the right time, and she deftly changed the topic to resolve Rowena's embarrassment.

"If the other party is really a powerful wizard, what spells have everyone prepared to exchange?"

Yes, it is completely different from the situation in the main story where every wizard can easily learn magic except for some special or too lethal spells.

In this era, the magic of every wizard is their greatest wealth. Usually, an ordinary wizard only masters two to three kinds of spells. If they want them to teach magic, they must pay an equal price. (Note 3)

"This depends on what the 'Earth Sage' can come up with first."

Godric thought for a while and said.

"If he can get the flying spell, then I am willing to exchange it with him with any spell I know. (Note 4)"

"I'd rather be a powerful or wide-ranging spell."

Salazar took a different view.

"Some quirky spells with potential would be nice too."

Rowena expressed his opinion.

"Such as oblivion spells, puppet spells, or phantom spells. These spells are really useful when traveling."

"...doesn't everyone think some spells that make food taste good?"

Helga asked.

"Then let's see how lucky you are."

Looking at the huge tree house not far away, Salazar made a "please" gesture to Helga.

Such a visit was not the first time, and the four of them had visited many wizards successively before this.

Some of them were friendly, while others declined, and some even decided that they were threats, and started attacking them without any explanation.

After such an experience, several people have formed a tacit understanding - if you want to visit a witch, then usually the sunny and outgoing Godric knocks on the door, and then Salazar steps forward to negotiate; The honest and honest Helga knocked on the door, and Rowena was in charge of the negotiation.

Different from the usual tree houses built on branches or in tree holes by fairies, this tree house is a huge civil building with a huge oak tree as its center, which wraps the entire trunk of the oak tree.

"It's not really a brutal giant, is it?"

Helga murmured and knocked on the door. What reassured her was that the door was the size for a normal person to pass through.

"and many more!"

After a moment of waiting, a slightly impetuous voice approached from far away.

Then, under the eyes of several people, a girl with black eyes, black hair and soft light brown skin asked impatiently while trying to smooth her messy hair:

"What's the matter with you?"

"Hello, is the 'Earth Sage' at home? We came here from the north because we heard his legend spread throughout the British Isles."

Seeing the girl's appearance, Godric stepped forward to take up the conversation very naturally. He made a circle with his finger as if gesturing with the wand, and then smiled at the girl.

"We are also people who explore the mystery, or we can have some...communications together."

"If the sage has some magical secrets that he is willing to pass on to everyone, we are also willing to exchange one of them."

Seeing the girl's suddenly enlightened expression, Salazar also stepped forward to give the girl a boob salute and added.

In fact, Salazar plays with words a little here:

As a person who is determined to establish an academy with three friends to teach magic knowledge, the "everyone" in his mouth is obviously not just the four of them.

After all, to be honest, many wizards would refuse to let their spells be spread on a large scale. They are always paranoid that only by controlling the spread of certain spells to a very small range can they maintain their status as "great wizards".

"You are wizards, right! Then you have found the right person, I am the legendary 'Sage of the Earth'~"

But to everyone's surprise, the girl didn't return to the house immediately to inform everyone of their visit, but showed a big smile after a moment of astonishment.

Seeing that she stretched out a hand to everyone first, and then retracted it awkwardly under the inexplicable eyes of the four, she continued to ask:

"Do you have a secret method that can make people live for 1000 years?"

"Oh...another liar."

Ignoring the girl's question at all, Salazar sighed and was about to turn around and leave.

Then he was slightly pulled by Godric, and after the two looked at each other, he stopped to listen to the girl's explanation.

"Sorry, what we are looking for is the 'real' Sage-sama."

Rowena made the last effort with a stiff expression - he just decided that the other party should be a great druid...

Are you going to play the role of a fool again this time?

"Can you let him come out and see?"

"It's really me!"

Looking at the reactions of the four people in front of her, the girl pointed at herself excitedly.

"God knows why the color of my skin is causing me to be called some goddamn 'earth sage'."

"I always thought that was what describes someone who can help crops grow..."

Rowena bowed his head and retreated.

"But you...seem to be a Muggle?"

The kinder Helga explained to the girl.

Yes, even if it is not stated explicitly, but in this era, mortals who cannot master spells can indeed be called "Mudbloods", and wizards who possess powerful powers are completely in two worlds.

Could a billionaire get anything of value from an old country farmer in exchange?

"Muggles!"

Salazar, who felt he was wasting his time, was less pleasant and asked directly.

"So tell me what can you trade with us? How to dig mud?"

"It is definitely a secret method that you have never seen before..."

But the girl didn't take it seriously, she replied with a smile and said:

"It's called 'science.'"