Chapter 181 180: The Wealth of the King of Right, Ian's Heart
The scarlet handwriting flashed under the light of the fire.
"Return to death?"
Ian's gaze was slightly condensed.
"Who is not, I just returned." This is the conscious idea of the little wizard's heart, but the spit returns, and the crooked handwriting on the wall still makes him feel extremely surprised.
Who would scare others on Hogwarts's walls to scare others?
The answer is self -evident.
There are part of Voldemort's Eulo that flows out. There will be no one else to do such a thing except the good brother Tom. You can guess the situation in a little bit of the little wizard.
The place where Ian was surprised was that the words that should be "the secret room was opened, and the heirs should be alert to the enemy", which turned into this kind of words that were like award -winning speech.
"I ... Return to death?" Ian read the words on the wall and turned to look at the blond boy next to him. "I didn't expect you to be like this."
"
Of course, he knew that these words were unlikely to be Rizim's handwriting, but this did not prevent him from ridicule this slightly mysterious, and always gave him a boy who was familiar and unfamiliar.
Liseim was obviously stunned after listening to Ian.
"I am not a soul of the disabled, I can't write this kind of unlucky egg but show off." The blond boy responded helplessly after shaking his head and shaking his head.
This made the little wizard more surprised.
"You seem to know what I should not know." Ian frowned, and his tone was slightly surprised. He looked up and down the blond boy in front of him again.
Normal people will not say such speculation.
Most people only think that this is a kind of prank. Even if I don't know Hogwarts's mischievous twins, normal people will not think about any resurrection of souls.
"This is of course."
Facing the gaze of the little wizard, blonde boys just smiled softly.
"Don't underestimate our Olvader family. The Oliviate family has a lofty blood. It is superb, mysterious, boundless, the prophets, heroic and fearless, and the descendants of the legendary immortal super wizard. The one of the one is stronger than the inheritance of most pure blood families. "
His tone was full of pride, and with a shameless bragging meaning, he didn't know how he thought of so many adjectives in a short time to describe a wizard.
"I think your ancestors must be very happy to have a descendant like you." Ian couldn't help but set a thumbs up. In the case, I saw a thicker skin than herself.
"Yes, of course, he must be very happy." Rizim gladly accepted Ian's evaluation, and his golden eyes that were different from ordinary people looked at the handwriting on the wall again.
"Do you know, this is a behavior of many ancient wizards, which is very curious. It's a pity that no wizard dares to try it at all."
"Today, there is such a bad egg that does not dare to do anything else. I gamble, no matter what the ending, this guy must leave a strong stroke in history." The blonde boy gently stroked it and touched it a bit. The handwriting on the wall is brisk and with an inexplicable taste.
"Isn't this a legend?"
His whispered murmur did not escape Ian's ears.
The little wizard immediately raised her eyebrows.
"What do you mean?" Ian heard a somewhat sensitive vocabulary tonight. Legend, he couldn't help but look at this mysterious blond boy.
Rizom has no idea of turning around.
"I mean that the miracle of death and resurrection does not belong to the scope that humans can create ... that is a kind of event that requires more high -level forces to participate in it."
The blond boy's eyes are deep and deep, and the voice of light words also feels like a feeling, as if he is admiring the object he is talking about today.
"What do you think will it be?" Ian obviously wanted to set Rizim, but Rizim was not fooled. The blond boy seemed to see Ian's mind.
He did not answer directly, but just like a craze.
"Do you know? In Dark Magic, the reason why the manufacturing ceremony of the Horcrux has been spurred for so many years, because it is because the manufacture of theulga itself has to pay the price to deceive the death."
"And the death itself does not like to be deceived ... There are rumors that He has been deceived by some existences too many times." Things mentioned by Rizim obviously exceeded what he should contact at this age.
Ian is a little surprised that the Olivide family should not be a long -hidden black wizard family.
"Do you still know Horcrux?"
It is not surprised that the little wizard will be so shocked. The sharp black magic knowledge such as Horcrux has not been circulated even among many extraordinary wizards.
Even some pure blood families may know very little.
"Don't you know?"
Riem was just a question.
"..."
Ian is rarely asked by his peers, let alone a student of a grade younger than himself. He feels that he should defend his majesty as a senior Hogwarts.
"I know that it was because of my profound knowledge and learned very well. This is not what the little wizard should contact." Then, Ian looked at Rizim's very serious expression.
"Such knowledge will corrode the soul of those who are not firm in mind." He is not scaring people, but that the black magic does have the effect that can affect the contact person.
certainly.
No more pollution than Ksuru.
"My mind can be too firm. I believe that only I affect the black magic, and there is no black magic influenced on me." Rizum didn't take it for Ian.
"Good, good, the four generations of black devil will be it." Ian listened to Rizim's disdainful words. He felt that he might find the seed players hidden in Hogwarts.
"Who is the three generations? Are you?"
Rizim seems to have a little interest in this.
"Of course, the three generations of black demon kings are the three generations of the black devil. When he appears, you naturally know who it is." Ian felt that he should not damage his good uncle's reputation in advance.
He glanced at the handwriting on the wall and began to divert the topic of conversation.
"Do you think of this, should we disturb the steady sleep of the professors?" This obviously implicit speech was immediately leading the heart of Rizim.
He immediately shook his head.
"If you don't want to be investigated and suspect, there are some rumors on your body. The best way is to pretend not to see it. I want to find the abnormalities here tomorrow."
"Whether they will treat this as a prank or something else, this has nothing to do with us." Rizom and Ian looked at each other.
Tacing is nothing.
"Yes, yes, I can no longer carry other rumors on me. What should be troubled is the professors rather than us. I want to leave the person who leave this line no matter who he is for the time being. "" Ian's judgment is not unreasonable, only futile people will do such scaring operations.
Really a ruthless person.
Before the killing, it will not give any reminders and signs.
"I still have something. You continue to make a penalty. When you go back, chat with our door, which is good for you." Ian took a picture of the wall and was about to leave. He felt that Riem's appearance may be good, so he hoped that Rym could cultivate feelings with the door ring. In this way, he couldn't keep the neuropathic bronze eagle.
"No problem."
Liseom obviously did not expect Ian's "poison" attentive.
He watched Ian ready to leave.
"You don't seem to be interested in becoming the Dark Lord, and you don't care about the support of the pure blood family. I don't think you can see where our family wants to push you."
The blond boy suddenly said to Eyan that he showed his judgment and thoughts that did not belong to this age. This may be the maturity of the descendants of pure blood nobles.
"Wish to hear it?"
Ian stopped, and the rainstorm outside the house was crackling. He looked back at Rizum, who was still standing in the distance, with a little confusion in his eyes.
Rizim was not blinded by Ian's stupid charging.
"You know, you always know ... the wizards are eager to have a king, and you are a new choice they see, but when you accept them, they seem to be unwilling to bear this responsibility."
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"Believe me, this is not good. There is no free lunch in the world. If you can't give the future they want, how much they will be hostile to you in the future."
Rizim seemed to be warning and reminding Ian.
only.
The little wizard didn't care about it.
"My dear student, you talk about too much things you shouldn't talk about at this age, and you know too much things you shouldn't know about this age ..."
Ian first glanced at Rizim first.
Give some evaluation from the heart.
Then he turned around again and began to respond to Rizom's question.
"Of course, I know that there is something to pay for gain. I just don't want to be the kind of person you expect, but this does not mean that I can't satisfy your wish." Ian will never go to the same age as the same age under the circumstances of the same age. People talk about such a thing, but he has realized some of the differences in Rizim.
"What do you mean?"
After hearing the answer of the little wizard, Rizim frowned and his eyes flickered.
"It's simple, I really don't want to be arranged by you, but I also admit that I am happy to accept the benefits you give, so I already have a good way to win."
Under the shining of fire, Ian smiled a little.
"Oh?"
Rizom showed a surprising expression.
He seemed to be inquiring with his golden eyes curiously.
"If you want a king, then I will give you a king, but this king may not be me ... In this way, everyone wins, everyone can harvest what everyone wants." Ian is indeed not He will make his own heart like this, and he has long thought about it.
"Give us a king ..."
After hearing the words, Riem's eyes condensed slightly.
but.
The meaningful expression was just a flashy expression.
"Should this be a win -win situation? Who else wins?" After returning to God, he actually paid attention to the point, and the puzzled voice was full of curiosity.
The little wizard immediately smiled cheerfully.
"No, it's three win -win. No matter if I can't find a place where I can win, I have to win twice anyway." Ian's response also made Ryrim open his mouth for a long time and couldn't speak for a long time.
He really doesn't know what to say, why is there such a outrageous person in this world? Just as Lims seemed to have a new understanding of Ian again.
"Okay, it's not too early, I have to learn." Ian waved his hand at him, raised his feet, and winding in the corridor continued to walk towards the office of professor alchemy.
His figure disappeared in the night of Lei Guang and Fire Light.
After a moment.
"What is a king for all wizards, this guy is really arrogant." A colorful nightingale all over his body drilled out from Rizum's arms.
Its tone is a bit uncomfortable.
Obviously, after listening to all the conversations between Ian and Rizum.
"I don't think there is anything wrong, but I feel a little unexpected ... Well, maybe this is normal, and the conscious cognition is still affecting him."
Rizim's eyes still stared at Ian's discovery.
His thought of his thoughts made the nightmail confuse.
"What kind of subconscious cognition? Have you heard about the ghost story about the wizard king when he was a kid?" I have to say that this little bird's thinking with soft waxy sound is also quite strange.
Her vomiting did not get Rizim's response as soon as possible.
The blond boy turned his head to look out the window -the lights of the corridor were dim and warm, forming a sharp contrast to the outside world. Outside the house, the sky seemed to be torn angrily, thunderstorms, and the wind raged. The rainy spots were like dense drums, and the winds and roofs were violently hitting the windows and roofs.
"Subconsciousness is a very interesting thing, and it will even be more stubborn than memory. My" senior "is so resistant to the king of all wizards.
"His words, his thoughts, are confirming this. He doesn't want to bear the responsibility that Wang should have, but he is very willing to exercise what most people dare not ask for."
The dazzling thunder cut through the sky, like the sword of the gods, divided the darkness into two, illuminated the entire world, and also illuminated Rizim's unlocked brows and deep eyes.
"Ah? What do you mean? Say people! No! To say what the birds can understand!" The nightingale felt that his brain was not enough, it just felt the sound of blonde boys a little somewhat emotional.
"Don't understand yet? My friend."
Rizim's eyes reflected the light of lightning in the sky.
"This is called, the king's power is wealthy, but the enemy can't ... the monarchy is granted."
The thunder rolled.
Between roar.
The blond boy whispered softly and expressed his inner view.
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(End of this chapter)