[Comprehensive British and American] Entering the industry needs to be cautious

This is Avalon, where the world hailed as the land of bliss.

The holy tree of the elves opened the barrier of Avalon and separated the world from the human world. Unlike heaven or hell, this is the pure land of elves.

But elves are not the only races living here.

Water nymphs, unicorns, night-gaunts, goblins, etc., as long as they desire a peaceful and peaceful life, they have the opportunity to live in Avalon.

Humans, on the other hand, have never been Avalon's choice.

But under the holy tree of elves, there are four human beings sleeping——

The soul carries the blessing of the Elven King, King Arthur who once ruled the continent and was known as the eternal king.

The prophet of mankind, the Pope of the Holy See, Emerys, known as the Eternal Pope, or Merlin Ambrose.

There are also Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor, the best among human half-blood wizards who helped Avalon and were able to see the holy tree.

The life force of the holy tree shrouded them, slowly but steadily purifying the damage caused by the high-level demons and restoring their life force.

The glory of bathing in the radiance of the holy tree is a qualification that no family in Avalon has ever had.But these four people were human beings brought back by His Majesty himself, and no one can comment on the privileges His Majesty gave them.

In Avalon, elves often come here to take a look from a distance.

More than 1000 years have passed since they were brought back to Avalon. Although the creatures living in Avalon are blessed by the holy tree and are almost immortal, they are still curious that these four mixed with human breath can sleep in the When will the existence under the holy tree be able to wake up.

Arthur was the first to wake up.

The Eternal King, who has experienced two lifetimes of experience and has the blessing of the Elf King, slowly opened his eyes. He saw the tall and luxuriant crown of the holy tree. Every leaf was crystal clear and moist. The thin mist lingered around and slowly penetrated into the skin middle.

Arthur was startled, he turned his head quickly, and then saw Merlin sleeping beside him.

His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his eyes were dry. He wanted to cry, but in the end he reached out and stroked Merlin's face, smiling to himself.

Maybe they were still alive, maybe they were dead, as long as Merlin was around, nothing mattered.

The soul bond is obvious, and Merlin opened his eyes just as Arthur's fingers touched Merlin's face.

Eyes met, Merlin couldn't help but smiled, and said in a hoarse voice, "Morning, Arthur."

"It's getting late, Merlin."

Arthur leaned down and embraced his mage.

It is not difficult to accept that you are still alive and that more than 400 years have passed in the world. Although the once unified dynasty fell apart after 606 years, Albion did not split.

The continent of Albion, now known as Great Britain, is still under the rule of the surname Pendragon, even though there is very little real power left.

Arthur was stunned for a long time, then smiled lightly.

He had already done what he was able to do at the beginning, and it was no longer his responsibility that the descendants failed to keep that huge kingdom.

Arthur and Merlin wake up first, but Salazar and Godric are still asleep.After confirming that their vital signs were still stable, Merlin felt relieved.

Just when Arthur and Merlin were discussing whether to stay in Avalon or go outside for a while, and continue their untimely journey, Merlin was suddenly taken aback.

At the bottom of my heart, there seemed to be something gently stirring.

Merlin's lips moved, and he whispered a word: "Hogwarts."

The magic circle built with his blood and magic power is calling them.

They here specifically refer to Merlin, Salazar and Godric.

However, considering that the two of them were asleep and didn't know when they would wake up, only Merlin was able to receive the joyful dance emotion.

Merlin held Arthur's hand and suggested softly, "Why don't you go to Hogwarts first?"

September 1938, 9, was the day when the new students of Hogwarts, the British school of magic and magic, entered the school.

Eleven-year-old Tom Marvolo Riddle, wearing black wizard robes, stood in the middle of the freshman line as the sorting ceremony was in progress, which determined the college they would study and live in for the next seven years.

As an orphan whose parents are unknown, he was regarded as a freak and devil because of his magical talent until he was 11 years old in the orphanage, Tom couldn't let go of any chance to change his destiny.He doesn't regret snatching other people's things, he doesn't regret hanging that damned rabbit to deter those little bastards, but some showing weakness is necessary.

When he looked at the wardrobe burned by Dumbledore and had to repent for what he had done, he thought about the future.

Sooner or later, he will make those who bullied him pay the price.

Right in front of the auditorium, a middle-aged witch wearing a pointed wizard hat is holding a worn gray wizard hat with patches. She asks the new students to sit on the high stools according to the list, and this talking wizard hat stays on. The name of the college will be announced in a moment above the head of the new student.

Magical means.

But, nothing to be nervous about.

Tom told himself this, trying to pretend to be normal, but when the number of people in front dwindled, his body gradually stiffened.And when the witch called his name, Tom didn't notice that he walked forward with one hand and one foot, and sat on the high stool.

The battered wizard's hat fell on his head.

Tom held his breath for a moment.

[Relax and relax. ] A cheerful voice sounded in Tom's head, 【Very well, let me see... Merlin, it's you! 】

The voice in my head suddenly became high-pitched, 【I have been waiting for you to come to Hogwarts, Merlin bless you, you are finally here! ! 】

Tom was stunned.

And all the Hogwarts students waiting for the branch, as well as the principal and professors sitting above were also stunned.

The sorting hat gone crazy? !

Originally, the dirty sorting hat was big enough to cover only half of the face of an 11-year-old child. Now there was a gust of wind, and the brim of the hat directly stuck to Tom's face. Er rub.

The seniors below, no matter which college they are from, are dumbfounded at the moment.

Someone hissed softly, covered his face in a horrible way, and muttered, "I sympathize with him."

But what came to mind at the same time was a question——

Is there anything special about this freshman?

Riddle?

They had never heard of such a surname in the wizarding world.

The witch at the side tapped the brim of her hat lightly and whispered, "Mr. Sorting Hat, please sort as soon as possible."

[Oh, yes, sorting. 】The Sorting Hat was full of enthusiasm,【Honey, which college do you want to go to?Slytherin or Gryffindor? 】

What?Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff?

Unless he wants to be picked on by Salazar or Godric one day, these two academies are the safest to be on the safe side.

Can he choose?

Tom froze for a moment, and tried to answer in his heart: [Slytherin. 】

Professor Dumbledore, who was born in Gryffindor, made him have zero favorability for this college.

【Oh, okay, no problem, Salazar will be happy. ] The Sorting Hat rubbed Tom's tender face affectionately, and said loudly, "Slytherin!"

On the long table of Slytherin, there were sparse applause.

This is still due to the unusual attitude of the Sorting Hat just now.Otherwise, Riddle?A surname that has never left a reputation in the wizarding world, whether it is a little noble who has fallen to the extreme, or a mixed blood from the Muggle world, are all existences that Slytherin rejects.

Tom struggled to remove the reluctant Sorting Hat from his head, for which his cheeks were a little bit sore from the brim of the hat.Although he didn't know why the Sorting Hat was so enthusiastic about him, he remembered the name keenly.

Salazar.

Once again, Tom was sure that he must have come from something extraordinary, destined for greatness.

It's just that the Slytherins looked critically at him, he remembered.

Tom straightened his back and walked to the Slytherin table and sat down.

The sorting ceremony was soon over.

The headmaster of Hogwarts, Armando Dippet, stood up, and just as he was about to announce the start of the banquet, Hogwarts suddenly began to shake.

The tables and chairs in the hall buzzed and vibrated, and the ancient castle walls suddenly glowed with bright brilliance, and the magic power surged, constantly washing away the ancient furnishings of the castle that had accumulated over the years.Countless fireworks suddenly exploded from the ceiling that had been enchanted to reveal the stars in the night sky. The tiny light spots, like crushed snow, fell down one after another, but turned into nothingness when they touched the student's body.

"Merlin!"

The students who were preparing to eat were all stunned. They were originally terrified that there was an earthquake in the castle that caused such a big commotion, but seeing the strange sights before their eyes, it didn't look like it. All of a sudden, in the hall All kinds of exclamations about "Merlin" come and go.

"Quiet--"

Armando Dippet cast a [Loud Voice] on himself, suppressing the uneasy whispers of the students.

At this moment, the door of Hogwarts opened with a bang.

Outside the door is the dark night, and the brightly lit hall is two completely different worlds.

Right now, the situation is too much like a horror movie. Regardless of the college, almost half of the students in the hall are worried and look towards the door with some trepidation.

The next moment, they were all stunned.

Walking slowly into the Hogwarts hall was a young man in his early twenties, with black hair and blue eyes, and a handsome appearance.He wore a white robe trimmed with gold, but the style did not resemble any known wizard's robes.Golden patterns clustered in the shape of a holy cross, and the white cloth flowed gently with his steps like water waves.

That is--

The holy white robe of the pope, the head of the Holy See who has opposed the wizarding world for hundreds of years!

The professors who recognized the young man's background with sharp eyes suddenly looked serious, and they subconsciously touched their wands.They didn't know how the people of the Holy See quietly broke the barrier of Hogwarts and appeared in the hall in such a grand manner, but they would never allow the people of the Holy See to hurt the little wizards.

And the little wizards who didn't know the origin of this robe began to whisper, especially the little wizards who were born in Slytherin, their vision was beyond the reach of ordinary little wizards.Although they didn't know much about the sharp relationship between the wizarding world and the Holy See, they could see how valuable this white robe was.

The uninvited guest was not alone, and following behind the young man in white robe was a man in silver armor with a red cloak on his shoulders.He looked about the same age as the white-robed youth, blond, handsome and majestic.He didn't make a fierce or stern expression, and his eyes were even extremely calm, but wherever he went, few people dared to marvel at his beauty, instead they lowered their eyes subconsciously, not daring to look more.

He walked in the halls of Hogwarts like a king patrolling his own territory.

When Armando Dippet saw the faces of the two clearly, he was stunned.

Among the portraits hanging in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts, there is a portrait that has not performed magic.The four founders of Hogwarts loomed above, surrounded by two of them.As for those two people, except for the young man in white robe who did not wear a crown of thorns on his head, and the young man with blond hair who did not wear a crown, the two people in front of them seemed to be walking down from the portrait.

His breathing couldn't help becoming short, and he remembered the words written in Latin under the portrait.

They are the legendary Eternal King Arthur and Archmage Merlin!

Merlin walked in Hogwarts a thousand years later. I have to say that although the thousand years have passed, the internal structure of Hogwarts is still the same as before, except that the long tables of the four houses have become much longer. Then there were few people at the beginning.

He resisted the urge to glance back at Arthur.

In the past, he was used to walking by Arthur's side, fighting alongside him as pope and mage.But when he woke up a thousand years later, Arthur told him that he was no longer the king of this continent, but his knight.

Therefore, in desperation, Merlin could only walk ahead of Arthur.

But... Merlin secretly thought, whether Arthur is king or not, he is Arthur.Even the guardian knight doesn't have to walk behind him.

He is used to him walking by his side.

Whether it was the excited reaction of Hogwarts, or the excellent appearance and temperament of the two, even the vigilant professor who didn't know their identities didn't ask them rudely or point their wands at them. They walked smoothly to the professor's seat and stood still.

"Good night." Merlin's expression was peaceful, and a soft voice sounded in the hall: "My name is Merlin, this is Arthur, and we are here to pick up the son of an old man."