The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 17 The Secret of the Family

With a loud bang, Melda dusted herself and emerged from the Estes family's ancestral home in Penwithshire, England.

The Estes family had ancestral homes all over Europe.Although some have been in disrepair for a long time, or have disappeared directly into the long river of history, as the most important country for family investment, Britain.

The ancestral house here is still well preserved. Of course, there are more or less problems in the house that no one lives in all year round.

The dust in the room was so scattered that Melda couldn't open his eyes. At this moment, he wanted to cast spells so much, but no matter how much he chanted the cleansing spell, the wand in his hand only produced a weak breeze, compared to a room full of dust. The dust is completely useless.

Melda picked up the wand in his hand and looked at it for a long time. Really, when he heard the old headmaster talk about the treasures left by his ancestors, he really felt like the protagonist in a novel for a moment, Get the opportunity to go to the top of the world.

But now that he, the future pinnacle of the world, can't even release a simple cleansing spell, it's ridiculous enough when you think about it.

This reminded him of the conversation he had just had with the portraits of the principals.

"No one can deny Mr. Accra's dazzling achievements in magic.".

"In that chaotic era, Mr. Accra was undoubtedly the guiding light for countless spellcasters."

"He created many even subversive theories, and these theories eventually became the various schools of magic research, evocation, summoning, elemental, protection, prophecy, illusion, magic engineering, material Department and so on."

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"Hey." After sighing softly, Melda couldn't help but feel even more lost. How powerful his ancestors are, he's such a waste now.

Then he turned and walked towards the basement.He had no intention of cleaning the dusty old house at all.

Dust is dust.

"Squeak!"

It was an old house, and the edges of the wooden door panels seemed to have rotted away. It took Melda some effort to pull the door open.This is much more tiring than the last time he pushed away from here.

The moment the door was opened, a strong musty smell mixed with stench came out. Enduring the disgusting smell, Melda walked step by step into the basement full of mud.

"Tick tock, tick tock." The interior of the basement was extremely humid.There was a viscous dark green liquid everywhere on the walls and on the floor.Even if Melda stopped and listened carefully, she would find that the inside of the wall was full of small, drizzling sounds.

That should be termites. It seems that this old house that has not been lived in for 30 years has long been a gathering place for some dark magical animals.

Melda stepped on the disgusting slime, and her steps became faster and faster.This aisle is not very long, and after just one corner, he arrived at the destination of this trip.

At the end of the road is a blue-bottomed statue, which is an extremely beautiful stone statue. Although its surface has long been covered with dust, the pattern engraved on it is still clear.

It was a tall tower engraved in the middle, and there was a book-like pattern on the top of the tower, which was buckled upside down in the opposite direction directly above the tower.And the whole statue is in the shape of a rose, with extremely ancient characters on the petals. If there is a magic pattern master or a naturalist present at this moment, he will be able to recognize the meaning of the magic pattern.

Magic is in the heart.

"Magic lies in the heart." Looking at the rather magnificent statue in front of her, Melda recited softly.

'Magic is in the heart' is the family motto of the Estes family.As the successors of the Estes family, the Corris family often engraved this sentence on other artworks to highlight the long history of their family.

Melda doesn't care about these family histories. The reason why he came here is very simple, because this statue is not just a simple statue, it is a door key connecting the English mansion and the French ancestral home.

"Huh!" Melda suddenly blew towards the statue, and then quickly covered her mouth and nose.Wait for the dust to drift away.

Afterwards, he unhurriedly stretched out his hands and grasped the statue vigorously, muttering in an obscure language.

That is the original pronunciation of the ancient magic pattern, and the meaning of that sentence is: "Magic exists in the heart."

"bump!!!"

For a moment, Melda felt dizzy, as if he had been forced into some kind of pipe.He is stretched and squeezed in various ways in the intricate pipeline.

For a moment, Melda couldn't even feel his body. This was an unforgettable experience, but fortunately, this feeling was not very long. After about tens of seconds, he felt himself being thrown suddenly out.When I came back to my senses, I realized that I was back in the old house in the French town of France.

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"Oh! It seems that you have received it." Melda had just arrived at the ancestral house when she heard a faint male voice behind her.

"Who?" Melda hurriedly turned her head, only to see a cloud of green mist suddenly appear in front of her eyes, the mist kept churning and slowly floated to his side, and then turned into an old man.

"Who are you? How did you get in?" This is Estes' ancestral home, although most of the defensive magic has been disabled.But it's not like any wizard can just come in casually.

"I understand that you must have a lot of doubts now, but I don't have much time, and I can't answer all your questions. So." It was a slightly pale and handsome face, which looked a little thin, with gray hair and slightly The bulge of the back is all a sign that the old man has entered the twilight years of his life.

"So, instead of me, why don't you go and see for yourself."

After finishing speaking, the old man stretched out his hand and tapped Melda's forehead, and suddenly he felt a lot of memories rushing into his brain.

"Ah!!" Melda screamed in pain, and a huge amount of memories flooded into his brain in an instant, which was several times stronger than the pain he caused when he merged memories during time travel.This is the incomplete memory of an old man for nearly a hundred years.

Melda felt as if her head was about to explode.

In that complicated memory, he seems to be named Estes Vergalaya, a magician born in a certain borderland, and by chance, he joined the most prosperous magic organization in the entire continent, the "Tower of Dawn" Many years later, when he was doing magic research again, not only was there some reason that caused the magic equipment to suddenly go out of control, but he also came to this world alone in an explosion.

"Esthers Wilgaraya?"

"Akela Estes?"

Melda endured the severe pain and roared out these two names.

"It seems that you have seen it." After speaking, the old man stretched out his hand and tapped Melda's eyebrow again.

Immediately, it was as if a hurricane was suspended in the ancestral house, and majestic magic power gushed out from the floor under Melda's feet crazily.

As the magic power gradually increased, cracks appeared on the walls of the ancestral house, and then it shattered and turned into ashes and scattered.

The magic power razed the entire ancestral house to the ground.

Amidst the dazzling blue light, a huge magic circle soared into the sky.Complicated magic lines emerged and covered the entire sky.

(End of this chapter)