69novels Chapter 190 The Secret Realm of the Magic Stone
Chapter 190 The Secret Realm of the Magic Stone
Chapter 190 The Secret Realm of the Magic Stone
Despite the undercurrents swirling throughout the world and the open and covert clashes taking place in every corner.
But Hogwarts remained peaceful day after day.
Before we knew it, it was the day before school started.
Harry, who had been visiting various friends during the holidays, finally met Ryan, who had returned home exhausted.
After leaving Beauxbatons, Ryan went to observe joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness based on the names and places given in the daily intelligence.
Perhaps because his footprints had already reached beyond the magical world, the information given in the intelligence also spread to the ordinary world.
The events he witnessed indeed evoked a stronger sense of empathy in him.
The day before he was to return, he met the boy who thought he had had a miraculous encounter for the second time in London—Gil Xavier.
Jill transformed from an ordinary country boy into a triumphant, sunny, and cheerful successful person. Every gesture he made exuded joy, confidence, and satisfaction, like a torrent rushing from the mountains, brimming with vitality.
Ryan did not meet with him, but instead collected all the emotions he could gather and sealed them away in his mind.
Now, at the long table in Ravenclaw, he is still processing the records and emotions he has accumulated over such a long period of time.
He sat at the end of the long table, with breakfast laid out in front of him: a giant sandwich and a pitcher of special milk.
He pulled Harry to sit down next to him.
As Harry sat down, he smelled a peculiar milky aroma, seemingly a sweet milk mixed with the fragrance of tea.
"Long time no see, Harry. How was your holiday?"
"I'm doing great. Senior, you've accomplished something amazing during the holidays again."
After Harry sat down, his breakfast appeared in front of him, thanks to the house-elves who would precisely feed the young wizard according to his needs.
The two ate and chatted.
These days, whether Harry is chatting with friends at their houses or reading the Daily Prophet at Hogwarts...
He found Ryan Welsh's name everywhere.
His most vivid memory is of Filch, the castle caretaker at Hogwarts.
On the day the Daily Prophet published the story of the maggot wizard, when Harry met him, he found that Filch's aged body had suddenly burst with vitality, jumping and skipping around as if he were flying.
Even Mrs. Lorris couldn't match his speed and could only follow behind, meowing.
Harry had never seen anything like this before, and could only hurriedly hide at the corner of the stairs. He could vaguely hear Filch muttering things like "Morgen," "Lane," and "the great man" as he passed by.
He told Ryan about it, "Senior, I can't believe Filch could make such a sound and such an expression! It's so weird."
"Because Mr. Filch is also a Squib, he holds a grudge against every little wizard who comes to wreak havoc on his learning. Before this, I could get along well with all the faculty and staff, but not with him." Ryan downed a pot of milk tea that he had helped house-elves develop and specially make.
"Forgive my lack of modesty. Before you enrolled, I was the most dazzling person at Hogwarts, so it was understandable that Mr. Filch didn't like me. But now—" He couldn't quite put himself in Filch's shoes, but based on his interactions with Martin and others, he believed that Filch's attitude towards him would definitely change now.
"No, senior. Even after I enrolled, you were still the most dazzling person, not just at Hogwarts. This holiday I went to Ron's house, to the Tower of Fantasy, to Vio's house, to Pablo's house, and all the wizards I met unanimously agreed that you are the most talented wizard of this century, without exception."
Almost everyone says that the era of Lane Welsh has arrived, just like the era of Dumbledore.
Harry recalled everyone's praise for Lane and felt a surge of longing, imagining how he could learn from Lane to achieve such success.
"The most talented wizard of this century—that's Voldemort, not me." Ryan had a very clear understanding of himself; when it came to magical talent, he couldn't even come close to Voldemort.
Throughout the history of magic, there have been few wizards as talented as Voldemort. Very few young wizards could easily control magic and achieve the desired effects without any auxiliary tools or spellcasting aids.
Ordinary wands and spells were merely burdens to Voldemort. What Voldemort truly needed was magic that transcended the ordinary, such as the Elder Wand and his Killing Curse, which seemed to be one with death itself.
He patted Harry on the shoulder as he said this: "So, we have high hopes for you, who possess Voldemort's power."
"Voldemort is the most talented! I don't really believe it. No matter how you look at it, his achievements are not as good as yours." Harry didn't believe it. Voldemort only brought fear, bloodshed, and slaughter to the wizarding world.
But what Senior Ryan brought to the wizarding world was hope, vitality, and a future—a world of difference between the two.
"To judge a wizard's talent, you have to look at what he has done and what changes he has brought to the world. From this perspective, the panic that Voldemort caused is far greater than the hope that I brought."
Although Ryan often mocked Voldemort as a village terrorist, it was because this village had Dumbledore, the pinnacle and pillar of the wizarding world in this century. Here, even dragons had to coil up and tigers had to lie down.
If Voldemort were placed in the Magical Congress or on the African continent—Voldemort would not just be a village-level terrorist, but a real embodiment of terror, enough to make the wizarding leaders of those regions shout: Go to Hogwarts and ask Dumbledore for help!
Harry was speechless when he heard Ryan say that; he had no way to refute it.
Because, if Voldemort's talent was entirely focused on creating panic and chaos, then judging from the results he caused, up to this point, Voldemort is indeed more outstanding than Ryan Reynolds.
"But he's a bad person."
"But you are a good person. Now, this power belongs to you. You must work hard! I happen to have a good place here where you can hone your skills."
Last semester, Ryan felt that it was a waste to use all the levels just to protect the magic stone.
Now, Voldemort's attempt to steal the Philosopher's Stone has been replaced by Hogwarts using wizards to lure Voldemort into a trap.
The security issues are resolved, and the magic stone has been returned.
The remaining levels are perfect for honing the young wizards' skills.
That was an essential level in Dumbledore's meticulously designed plan to raise a savior, and the headmaster thoughtfully instructed all the wizards involved in setting up the level to control the difficulty so that even first-year wizards could pass it.
It would be a waste to leave such a custom-designed battlefield unattended.
"A good place?"
"That's right, you're actually very familiar with that place."
After finishing their breakfast, the two went up to the fourth floor. Harry looked at the familiar door, above which were engraved the words: The Philosopher's Stone.
He asked blankly, "Here? That three-headed dog? What's that on the wall? And what's the Philosopher's Stone Realm?"
This stirred up some unpleasant memories for Harry. It was the first time in his life he had gotten himself into such a mess, and it was a group effort at that. The points he lost last semester were still fresh in Gryffindor's minds, even with the points Ron and the others had added when the castle burned down.
However, in terms of overall grades, Gryffindor's credits are still ranked last, only the debt has been paid off.
"That's a timer and leaderboard on the wall. Go in, I'll time you and see how long it takes you to beat the game," Ryan said, pointing to the frosted crystal screen on the wall.
He came back last night.
The Magician School in France is already under construction. Vio from Diagon Alley also told him that the Tower of Fantasy has already recruited some exemplary Magician representatives who can be promoted.
He had done all he could, and then he remembered the layers of challenges he had encountered. Inside each challenge, he placed a key connected to a timing device. The timing device was linked to a leaderboard at the entrance.
Once the time freezes, the wizard who has completed the challenge will be teleported out.