The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Scott came across as confident, but Mr. Jeffrey was not insincere either.

He sent a message through the Silver Colossus——

"Even the real Ymir can't defeat my soldiers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver giant statues all started to move.

The fifteen giant statues dispersed one after another, forming a semi-encirclement, and gathered towards Scott's five ice giants.

While running, their arms deformed again.

Some are elongated into spears, some are thinned into blades, and some are enlarged into heavy hammers.

The five ice giants opened their mouths and roared at the same time, spitting out light blue cold air from their mouths.

The cold air spread, and a layer of frost quickly formed on the surface of the silver colossus' body.

Their running movement slowed down.

At the same time, the five ice giants all stretched out their hands.

The invisible cold air condensed into tangible ice blades in their hands.

Soon, holding shields and swords made of ice, they stepped forward and faced the silver colossus.

Countless sharp blades sprouted from the smooth body surface of the silver colossus, and the ice covering their bodies was cleared away during rotation.

At this time, the extremely huge long knife in the ice giant's hand had been raised.

The huge creations belonging to two formations fought together in the next second.

Silver light flashed randomly and cold air circulated.

Mercury dripped to the ground and ice flakes flew.

"They can't break through the ice giant's defense!"

Helena looked at the battle below with surprise.

Indeed, all the weapons transformed from the silver colossus' body were blocked by the ice shield in the ice giant's hands and the ice armor on his body.

Although their attacks could leave some traces, they were never able to completely defeat the ice giant's defense.

However, the ice giant's ice shield and ice armor have been repairing themselves.

On the contrary, the silver colossus' body, which was as fluid as mercury, could not stop the sword in the ice giant's hand.

When they are cut into pieces, they will be eroded by the cold air.

The almost pervasive frost hinders their movements at all times.

"How can it be?"

Mr. Jeffrey cannot accept this result.

"It's not impossible."

Scott talks to him.

"Time is moving forward, and wizards' magic is constantly evolving. No matter what, the overall trend of things is always moving forward."

"arrogant!"

Mr. Jeffrey shouted back.

"Is it possible that the doll you conjured up has surpassed the Ymir carefully crafted by our 'Agastrian' alchemist?"

"I told you, they are just low-end imitations of Ymir."

Scott spoke calmly.

"Whether it is pure physical strength or the use of magic, they are far inferior to Ymir."

"There's only one thing, and that's their defense."

"I am very confident about this. Their defense has surpassed their prototype Ymir."

Mr. Jeffrey said nothing.

Helena said: "To deal with these dolls, you don't need an attack as powerful as Ymir."

Scott nodded, "It must be because their bodies can separate, gather, and recover, so Mr. Jeffrey has hardly added any defense capabilities to them."

"I haven't lost yet."

Mr. Jeffrey's voice came again.

"My soldiers will never be destroyed. Even if their bodies are divided into multiple parts, they can automatically recover!"

"Indeed."

Scott looked at the battlefield below.

The silver colossus is separating, gathering, and recovering again and again under the attack of the ice giant.

The ice giants try to seal parts of themselves in ice, but the silver colossi always escape just as the frost begins to solidify.

Judging from the scene, the five ice giants were crushing the fifteen silver giants, which can be called crushing.

But judging from the actual results, neither side can eliminate the other.

"Don't forget, I haven't joined the war yet."

Scott drew his wand.

"You actually still have magic power?"

Mr. Jeffrey was even more surprised.

"You should be very aware of the layout inside the 'Tower of Gangnir'."

Scott didn't hide it.

"I obtained a large amount of pure magic power there, and after making it into [Magic Crystal], I also completed the 'Super Magic Promotion' ceremony."

"So that's it, they actually succeeded."

Mr. Jeffrey's voice suddenly became very decadent.

At the same time, all the silver colossi stopped fighting.

Their bodies suddenly lost their shape and lay on the ground like ordinary mercury.

Scott also lowered his hand holding his wand.

Next, Mr. Jeffrey's soul flew out from the darkness inside the pyramid.

Stopping in mid-air, facing Scott far away.

Scott didn't need to ask, he just started talking to himself.

"The 'Tower of Gangnir' is the masterpiece of the most outstanding alchemists of the 'Agastrian' school."

"It has always been responsible for guarding and protecting our base camp, the Golden Palace, from being invaded."

"If the damn traitor hadn't appeared, the 'Golden Palace' hidden at the bottom of the tower would have been the safest place in the world."

"The safest place?"

Helena couldn't help but question.

"Scott used his own strength to break through the inverted tower and enter the 'Golden Palace'."

Mr. Jeffrey was not angry, but explained patiently.

"That's because they modified it."

"Since the prophecy related to the successor appeared, the tower has had two operating mechanisms."

Scott immediately thought, "Against the extraordinary weapons of the Holy See and ordinary wizards?"

"That's right."

Mr. Jeffrey confirmed his suspicion.

"It is impossible for members of the Holy See to survive after entering. What other wizards have to face is just a test."

Helena asked, "What if the Holy See forces other wizards to enter and take away the treasures for them?"

"impossible."

Mr. Jeffrey concluded.

"Wizards and the Holy See are mortal enemies, and those wizards who would seek refuge in the Holy See are unlikely to have the ability to enter the 'Golden Palace'."

"It was really hard," Scott said.

If he hadn't had a special talent for transformation and created several powerful "summoned beasts", he would never have been able to pass those levels.

Not to mention that the curse that follows the tower is also deadly.

Scott was able to pass because he had several treasures that could resist the curse.

Otherwise, the "Tower Extending to the Center of the Earth" will not become the forbidden place of death in the story.

However, Scott was a little curious.

"Can that tower distinguish the extraordinary weapons of the Holy See? Are they any different from other wizards?"

"Because of faith."

Mr. Geoffrey and Ravenclaw gave the same answer.

"I see."

Scott immediately understood what they meant.

Again--

Magic is the power of belief.

It's all magic power, but the fluctuations in magic power vary greatly from person to person.

Not to mention the inheritance of different magic users.

Compared with wizards, druids' magic is particularly pure and closer to nature.

The extraordinary armed forces of the Holy See who have been brainwashed by the Holy See must have the strongest faith.

Unwavering faith is enough to change their hearts, and thus the nature of their magic.

"Absolutely pure magic power. Back then, it was just a guess."

Mr. Jeffrey spoke again, sighing with emotion.

"No one is sure whether their conversion device actually works."

"Now it looks like they did succeed."

"What a blessing, Scott."

"That is pure magic power obtained through continuous conversion for more than a thousand years."

"It is also the most precious gift to the heir."

Scott smiled slightly.

"I should be grateful to the ancient wizards of the 'Agastrian' school, so I inherited your original ideals."

"That's no longer my ideal."

Mr. Jeffrey was a little slumped.

"At least that's what you had in mind," Scott said.

"That's right."

Mr. Jeffrey laughed.

"But now, I just want to be reborn!"

As he spoke, his soul turned into a burst of gray smoke, rolling towards Scott.

Sensing the disgusting evil magic in the gray fog, Scott raised his wand in time.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

The silver brilliance suddenly bloomed, just like the moonlight shining on the world at night.

A graceful peregrine falcon appeared from the silver light, spreading its wings and flying towards the gray fog.

Wherever they went, the gray fog dispersed one after another.

Peregrine falcons circled and flew in the rolling gray fog, and the fog gradually became thinner under the silver light.

A scream came from the fog.

Immediately afterwards, all the fog dissipated invisible.

"Is he dead?" Helena asked.

"If we didn't destroy his Horcrux, he wouldn't have died."

Scott drew back his wand.

"But I guess he's getting pretty weak."

Rimbaud asked, "Why didn't he hide first? If he hid, Scott might not be able to find him at all."

Scott shrugged, "He knows he has no chance. This may be the last chance to give it a try?"

He was not interested in delving into Mr. Jeffrey's true thoughts, but took action directly and jumped forward.

With an eagle's cry, Horus flew over.

It happened to catch Scott who was falling and carried him flying towards the pyramid.

After approaching the pyramid, Scott jumped off Horus's back, passed through the large hole in the wall, and entered the interior of the pyramid again.

He stood at the entrance of the cave and waited for a while.

Not long after, the [Magic Mirror], the small picture frame, and Helena all floated over.

Scott once again walked into the studio where the animal skin volumes were stored.

Magical perception is expanded to the maximum extent.

It didn't take long for Scott to find the most special volume among the countless animal skin volumes.

"This should be a Horcrux..."

He walked to the stone shelf and stretched out his hand, trying to take out the animal skin scroll.

"What do you want to do……"

Mr. Jeffrey appeared again.

"stop……"

His soul has become almost completely transparent, and his tone of voice is also a bit dull.

Apparently, he was extremely weak.

Scott ignored his obstruction and took out the animal skin scroll.

After getting it, he was more certain of his judgment.

This is a Horcrux.

"only……"

After finding the Horcrux, he was in trouble.

"How to destroy it?"

In the "original book", the Horcruxes that have been destroyed include the Fire Curse, Gryffindor's Sword, and the Basilisk's fangs.

But Scott doesn't know the fire spell, and he doesn't have a sword or fangs.

He placed the scroll on the ground and tried "Gangnir."

Not only the original version of "Gangnir", but also the "Gangnir" fused with the four elements, he also tried it over and over again, but still failed to destroy the seemingly fragile book.

Ravenclaw in the painting said: "You have only two choices, learn the Fire Spell, or find the advanced knowledge of 'Gangnir'."

"I'll take the second one," Scott said.

At this time, the animal skin scroll that had been attacked repeatedly unfolded automatically.

"Congratulations, Heir."

Scott heard Mr. Jeffrey's voice again in his head.

"You are already qualified to inherit all our knowledge and wealth..."

"Thank you, I know."

Scott decisively began to run Occlumency.

Then, he ordered Rimbaud to grab the book and fly out of the pyramid, and then asked the ice giant to create a huge piece of ice and freeze the book in the center of the ice.

The remnant soul of Mr. Jeffrey also flew out with the Horcrux and stayed near the big ice block.

Scott paid no attention to where he was going.

"It's a pity that 'Yuktrashil' was banned just now."

He waved his wand and tried, but sure enough, it still didn't work.

"Otherwise, exile to a different space is the best seal."

"That's enough."

Ravenclaw said with a smile.

"As long as you don't come into close contact, the Horcrux will never affect you. Even if you come into close contact, its impact on you will be minimal."

"That thing really can't affect me."

Scott turned again and looked at the stone shelf stacked with countless animal skin volumes.

"But that evil magic wave makes me not want to get too close."

Ravenclaw nodded, "Horcruxes are indeed the most evil invention."

Scott has taken out several animal skin volumes and started browsing them.

"It records a method of alchemy that has never been seen before."

"Huh? This is a lost potion formula!"

"Several improved spells, ancient versions."

"Oh! There is actually a complete magic planting plan!"

At this moment, Scott was like a mouse falling into a rice vat, with endless happiness.

He did not rush to find the advanced knowledge of "Gangnir", nor did he immediately study and learn other new knowledge. Instead, he began to classify all the animal skin books.

This took him two full days.

After completing the sorting, registration, and numbering, Scott moved all the animal skin volumes out of the pyramid.

Then, enter the [Eye of Odin] space outside the scope of the giant pit and put them into your study.

Looking at the crammed bookshelves that occupied two entire walls, Scott smiled with satisfaction.

"There are 241 pieces of knowledge related to alchemy, including 68 pieces of knowledge with significant reference value."

"There are 196 magic potion formulas, including 18 lost formulas that are still usable."

"There are 283 pieces of knowledge related to space magic, of which a total of 91 pieces have inspired me."

"164 pieces of knowledge related to black magic."

"There are 573 pieces of knowledge about magic spells, of which a total of 39 magic spells are still practical."

"The others are astronomy, divination, magical animals and other knowledge, a total of 1,637 items."

"Anyway, it's a great harvest this time!"

"Congratulations, Scott."

The Ravenclaw picture frame was hung on the wall, and she looked a little excited in the picture at this moment.

"By inheriting all the knowledge from an ancient school, you can create a wizard family with profound foundations, the top one."

"this……"

Scott scratched his head and changed the subject.

"But I have yet to find the advanced knowledge of 'Gangnir', and I have not found any hidden chambers in the pyramid."

"Maybe you should ask Mr. Jeffrey." Helena suggested.

"let me think again."

if you can. Scott did not want to communicate with Mr. Jeffrey who was now in a state of remnant soul.