"Hiding sothing?"
Ian was sowhat surprised, looking at rlin with suspicion in his eyes, feeling that rlin was trying to trick him into taking out the Magic Mirror again. If it were him, he would deceive others in the sa way.
"I don't know, I only know there's a secret space inside, and certain things are placed in the space." rlin shrugged, making Ian feel even more suspicious.
"Then I'll go back and research it myself." The Little Wizard wasn't planning to give rlin a chance, since he didn't know before, but now that he does, the secrets inside the Mirror of Erised will surely be unveiled by him. After all, although he might not be an Alchemy Master now, calling himself an Alchemy Expert is definitely not a stretch.
"Oh, thank goodness, you're finally done." Leonard crawled back at this mont, looking sowhat scared, as the Phoenix nestled in his robes.
Perhaps it feared Ian might get upset and hit it too.
"This guy can't beat with magic, and he's worse than in physical fights, definitely a defeated opponent; I'm the real All-Purpose Wizard." Ian couldn't help feeling a bit invincible.
"Uh..."
rlin didn't know how to refute.
Leonard also found it hard to interject. After all, he was following Ian, the "defeated opponent," to learn magic, even in the presence of "an ancestor," he couldn't belittle his future teacher.
However.
Leonard wanted to et the situation with silence, but the Little Wizard clearly didn't plan to change the subject.
"Rember, this matter needs to be written in the future genealogy of the Dumbledore family, in bold font, with multiple copies, so that every Dumbledore family descendant will morize this story!"
Ian seriously instructed Leonard.
"Ah? This... why?"
Leonard was a bit astonished, instinctively asking.
The Little Wizard blinked.
"How to put it, just... I have great use for it, rember, rember."
He ambiguously brushed it off.
Seeing the Little Wizard in this way, rlin couldn't help but twitch his eye corners a few tis, even without thinking, he could sense the Little Wizard probably had no good intentions.
But what could he do.
Losing ans losing... Alas, rlin felt a deep sense of powerlessness for the second ti, the last ti being in childhood, truly this guy before him was a real nesis.
"Oh, by the way, give back that eyeball." The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt, the more he found it hard to bear, so he began asking Ian for the Alchemy Props he handed him earlier.
"You're dreaming if you think I'll give it back."
Ian clutched his pocket, believing that once it lands in his pocket, it's under his protection, and thus remains safe.
What?
Shaless?
Didn't rlin say it's the property of the True Creator, and also claid he was the True Creator himself, so handing the item to Ian doesn't constitute returning it to the rightful owner?
"It's a good thing I'm not a policeman, otherwise I'd definitely give you a big red flower." Ian kept murmuring, making rlin feel more of the Shadow Crow sensation.
"Keep it, keep it, just don't bother anymore." Feeling a headache, rlin weakly waved his hand, no longer wanting to retrieve the cyber eyeball he gave Ian.
"Oh, by the way."
Ian suddenly seed to rember sothing, quickly circling to rlin's back, tiptoed, and with lightning speed pulled a few... dozen strands of hair from rlin's head.
"Hiss~"
rlin felt so pain.
"What are you doing?"
He covered the back of his head.
Where visibly less hair now remained.
"I also have a guess."
Ian lifted his head.
Staring into rlin's familiar eyes.
"Great Mage, see you in a thousand years."
He carefully stored rlin's hair, smiled without reason, and turned to look at Leonard who seed to realize sothing in shock.
"Mr. Dumbledore, study magic well."
As he finished speaking.
Ian considered the Ancient Ti Converter that rlin had given him earlier, and the next mont vanished from the large canyon through Apparition, leaving only rlin and Leonard.
The valley returned to tranquility, with only the breeze blowing and leaves rustling.
"A thousand years later?"
rlin stared at the spot where Ian disappeared.
He was montarily stunned.
"Hogwarts, huh... Seems I've failed." Then, this Wizard King extinguished his eye light slightly, whispering in a low voice, carrying a hint of regret.
He could always extract the hidden information from a few pieces of words.
"Teacher, can you live for a thousand years!?"
Leonard's language comprehension ability apparently wasn't lacking either, as he looked at his nearby Great Mage in disbelief, switching to a title with so bond secretly.
"Only a thousand years."
rlin didn't experience much emotional fluctuation regarding this.
"The guy just now was the real antique..." He glanced at his young apprentice beside him, filled with a taste of sentint in his tone.
"He's my ancestor, right?"
Leonard now clearly sticks to his earlier assumption.
"Who knows, chances aren't small."
rlin shrugged, his gaze resting on Leonard's Phoenix, a species transcending life and death, even he couldn't trace its origins, only making so reasonable assumptions.
"It truly is that!"
Leonard nodded.
Took out a notebook, starting to write quickly.
"Hmm?"
rlin glanced over.
Suddenly feeling unable to hold back.
This guy actually began writing the so-called family inheritance story following Ian's instructions.
...
What happened next in the canyon, Ian couldn't know anymore, he returned to the Ancient Castle of the Little Morgan family, imdiately Apparition appeared in the castle's corridor.
"Riddle!"
Ian was just about to search for Riddle.
Suddenly.
He noticed sothing strange about his Money Bag, initially thinking rlin might have placed magic on the tal eyeball, quickly taking it out only to find the anomaly wasn't the eyeball.
"This..."
Ian took out a chess piece.
A piece representing the King.
It was emitting a light shine akin to a light bulb flashing, along with a vibrating sensation. Ian was amazed to discover it seed to resonate with so entity.
"This way, huh."
Ian followed the resonance, all the way up, watching the chess piece's light flashing more frequently, and vibrations growing stronger, as it led him to a garden at the back of the castle.
In the wine-tinted dusk.
A woman was crouched in the garden, trimming those exotic flowers.
"Duchess?"
Ian seed to realize sothing.
He cast a spell, gazing at the distant woman, and sure enough, the Duchess already had a life growing in her womb, which would be the most legendary and great future king of Ancient Britain.
"Hiss!"
Ian recalled that earlier today, King Uther, under rlin's guidance, visited this place and coupled with the Duchess, truly making him feel amazed!
The Duchess not only was pregnant with King Uther's seed!
And!
Today she again engaged in that act with King Uther!
A pregnant woman!
Truly explosive!
Even Hogwarts's Forbidden Book Area doesn't dare write wild stories like this!
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