I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 274 You Are Lucky
Moses is naturally Arthur. He changed his name and appearance, planning to welcome a new life.

He came to provide for the elderly at Hogwarts, so naturally he would not take on any heavy work. Although the position of administrator seems to be a lot of things, in fact, most of the things can be handed over to elves. a freelance job.

These students also applauded politely, but it was obviously not as enthusiastic as when they welcomed Minerva.

This doesn't mean disrespect, but, in their subconscious mind, an ordinary administrator who is not in charge of teaching is obviously not as important as teachers and professors.

They obviously don't know that, as a legend that holding the holy sword is enough to injure the human body of a god, Arthur's fighting power at Hogwarts may even exceed that of Ibus.

He was also one of the first people in the world to learn magic, so it goes without saying that he has acquired magical skills.

However, Arthur has also passed the age of showing off.

In the eyes of most people, the ordinary is what he dreams of in his retirement life.

The environment here is beautiful. When Arthur first came here, he fell in love with the lazy sea of ​​clouds and the bright stars around him.

It is also very lively here, most people are friendly, and there is no longer a huge country with more than 1 million people that he needs to worry about.

He now has a lot of time to live for himself and find his own fun.

The school is also called the ivory tower, because it is isolated from the real society, far away from the hustle and bustle of the society, and many people have relatively pure minds.

Although the studies here are a headache, no matter who you are, when you stand in the future and recall the past, the happiest time you have lived must be experienced in school.

The years of teaching at Hogwarts are also very fond memories for Char.

Xiaya also believes that Arthur will also get good memories here.

When Connor came, the banquet had basically come to an end.

Under the guidance of Catherine and Harlon, the students from different colleges were also guided to the dormitories of their respective colleges.

These two people are still alive now, because living in the rich demon environment in Sky Island, longevity is very common.

However, compared to their past vigor and vigor, the years still took away their youth, with many wrinkles on their faces and gray hair.

But the years have also brought them wisdom and majesty, and the right to speak among students is still very important.

Connor hadn't been through the academy assignment process, so he didn't know where to go.

When he was at a loss, Minerva stopped him and led him directly to the opposite direction from them.

He pushed open the door of the principal's office, and Aibus, who had come down from the banquet, was already waiting there.

Aibus looked Connor up and down, "Is this the child you mentioned?"

Minerva nodded, "He is Merlin's favorite, and he has a very magical power."

Ibus stared at Connor quietly, then said softly, "Don't be nervous, kid, I'm the principal of this school."

"Principal?" Connor seemed to have thought of something, "Merlin?"

"He's my teacher," said Albus. "You can call me...Professor Dumbledore."

He looked at Connor curiously, "Can I see your ability?"

Connor thought for a while, and then began to try to use that power, even holding his breath, but he couldn't use that power again until his face turned red.

Then, he looked at Aibus with some anxiety, "I can find my feelings again."

"Don't worry, it's normal." Aibus had a friendly smile on his face, "You haven't stepped into the magic mirror yet, so it's normal that you can't control the magic power."

He looked at Minerva, "Use the Pensieve, let me see the situation at that time."

Minerva nodded, and he came to the Pensieve placed on one side of the desk. It was a shallow stone basin with runes and symbols carved on the edge of the basin, and some water was filled in the basin.

She picked up the wand in her hand and tapped it on her temple.

Then, the wand pulled out a silver thread from her mind, guided by Minerva and dropped into the basin, and then gave the place to Ebus.

Ebus also poked his face into the Pensieve. What Minerva pulled out just now were fragments of her memory, and the magician can experience the memories put in through the Pensieve.

After a while, he got up again and took a deep breath.

"How is it?" Minerva asked.

Aibus was lost in thought, and he said after a while.

"I am similar to your guess. It is indeed an outward manifestation of magic power, but... it seems to have more spiritual influence."

The flame of death can become stronger through higher awareness, but magic is different. Although strong spiritual power can also make a magician stronger, what is powerful is the control and use of magic.

For example, Fiendfire in Harry Potter's magic system is a kind of advanced black magic, which can produce huge and fiery magic flames, which can destroy almost anything in its burning path, even powerful souls. The device is not a problem.

And it will become stronger and stronger as time goes by, and to control this increasingly powerful magic requires strong mental power.

"I feel the powerful destructive power of this kind of power." Minerva said with some fear, "It's completely different from mild magic power."

"Power is not scary, what is scary is only the person who uses it..."

Aibus thought for a moment, "Go and invite Professor Stark over and tell him about the child.

He should be very interested in this. "

Minerva nodded. This kind of power, which even Professor Dumbledore had never seen, naturally wanted to seek older wisdom.

In the magic world, Stark's status is second only to Char's.

She turned around and opened the door and walked out. After a while, she walked in with Tony.

Tony didn't say much, but looked at Connor, took out a ring from his body, and threw it to him.

"Put it on and try it."

Connor took the ring subconsciously, but then glanced at Minerva.

"His name is Tony Stark, you can call him Professor Stark." Minerva introduced, "He is a very wise alchemist, and he is older than Principal Dumbledore. Listen His words are not wrong."

Connor nodded, and then put the ring on his index finger.

"You recall your feelings and moods at that time." Tony said,

Connor frowned, and began to recall the state at that time.

Anger, sadness, incomprehension, and some belief in justice for the mother
"Whoo~"

The ring Tony gave him instantly ignited an orange-red flame, and the flame that had just appeared was also burning on his forehead.

And Tony also put on his own glasses, all the magical data flashed in front of his eyes, with a little interest on his face.

"Interesting, your overall physical fitness has improved, your bones are stronger, your ability to resist blows is stronger, and you have resilience.

After the magic power derived from life force is ignited, is the potential of life also stimulated...

The temperature of the flame is very high, and it seems to have some special characteristics.

But if you want to truly form combat power, you still need some props to assist.”

As Tony's words fell, the ring on Connor's finger showed many cracks, and then shattered instantly.

Seeing this, Minerva looked at Tony, "What's going on?"

Tony shrugged disapprovingly, "It's normal, the ring is only used as a medium to release magic power, not a medium to release flames.

Although it is similar to the characteristics of magic power, this kind of flame is not magic power.

Give me some time, I should be able to create this medium of fire that you can use freely, and make the most of it."

"Then I'm counting on you, Mr. Stark." Aibus said.

"You're welcome, I was commissioned to do this." Tony shrugged.

"Is that so?" There was a gleam in Aibus's eyes, "I see, it seems that that person is very optimistic about this child."

"It's not too bad to be optimistic, the child of the old man." Tony said.

Aibus nodded thoughtfully, "Minerva, arrange him to Merlin College, there should be a very suitable flame for this child, take him to the dormitory to rest."

"Yes, Professor." Minerva looked at Connor, "Come with me, kid."

Connor turned his head and glanced at Tony and Ibus, then followed Minerva and left here.

They were walking on the corridor to the dormitory, walking through this labyrinthine castle, he followed Minerva closely, a little afraid of being lost.

Finally, he couldn't help asking, "The one they mentioned just now, are you referring to Mr. Merlin?"

"You are very lucky." Minerva said with her back to him, "Do you know Mr. Stark's status among alchemists?"

Connor shook his head.

"In the entire world, there are almost one in a million human beings who are qualified to use magic power.

And among this one millionth, only one percent is qualified to learn alchemy.

And he is the pinnacle of alchemy in the entire magic world.

The only alchemy legend that can refine the legendary Philosopher's Stone.

Many years ago, Professor Stark stopped accepting alchemy commissions, and it was even more difficult to find him to refine things.

Because money is meaningless to him. He who has the Philosopher's Stone can even turn stones into gold. The only thing that can move him is favor.

The legendary magician is one of them. "

"People in this world don't say they know this legend, but they are lucky if they can see it."

"Your great-grandfather is indeed a legend..." Minerva said with emotion, "Created such a huge organization, even after passing away, the legacy he left still protects his descendants."

Connor fell silent, and after a while he said, "My father has always told me that, he is very wise."

(End of this chapter)