A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 65 True inheritance

Looking up at the eagle head sculpture close at hand on the stone platform, Owen smiled and said, "I choose to exchange future knowledge for an answer."

The ground shook again, and the five surrounding bookshelves sank suddenly, sinking into the marble floor without leaving a trace. At the same time, the black quill quickly scratched across the parchment, writing the answer to a question.

Looking at this spectacular momentum, even with Owen's determination, he couldn't help but feel a sense of heartache, as if his heart was grasped by a big invisible hand. That was the knowledge he was about to put into his pocket.

So much is gone all at once!

"Continue, I still make the same choice." Owen glanced at the surrounding bookshelves and said firmly.

Although the best choice is to exchange his existing knowledge, because it can be replenished, Owen can always clearly realize that only the knowledge in his brain belongs completely to him and is his support.

.And those books outside, no matter how profound and precious they are, do not really belong to him at the moment, even though Metis said that Owen will get them.

Moreover, allowing a magic item to take away the knowledge from his mind? Who knows if it will take away something else! Owen can't trust it unreservedly, even if it's something left by Ravenclaw!

"Besides..." Owen glanced at the eagle head sculpture again, with a knowing smile in his eyes. He may have understood the profound meaning of this test.

Five more bookshelves sank into the ground, and he said lightly: "Continue!"

The rumbling sound continued, and the blank topics on the parchment became fewer and fewer. Until the parchment was filled with beautiful fonts, half of the surrounding bookshelves had been reduced.

Metis fell into silence, but the ground shook slightly again. A circle of more gorgeous black carved bookshelves rose from under the floor. They were taller and more solemn than other bookshelves, and the rows of thick books were full of mysterious and ancient historical charm.

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All books are placed on different bookshelves in different categories, including magic, alchemy, potions, etc., covering various fields and covering everything.

"Yes, only those who are persistent and greedy enough for knowledge can find this place, but only the most sober or least greedy among them can get the real inheritance." Metis said in an aria-like tone, "This is

Ravenclaw designed all of this."

"You have been recognized. Please put your right fist on your chest, swear an oath to Ravenclaw, and then leave your name in the Book of Inheritance." Metis said happily.

"Welcome, inheritor." Métis's voice came from the sculpture, still as gentle as a song.

"Everything is an illusion, but how can it not be real?" Metis said softly.

There was a moment of trance before Owen's eyes, and he looked around, only to realize that he was still in a familiar circular room in front of him. Snow-white clouds were floating in the sky outside the transparent dome, and the sunlight shining in was bright and warm.

Owen stared at the eagle head sculpture that was always solemn and indifferent, and then looked up at the beautiful but stern face of the Ravenclaw statue. After smiling, he turned around and walked towards the gorgeous bronze door without hesitation.

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There seems to be no change in the circular room, but it also seems to have changed a lot. The surrounding bookshelves are standing there silently, but the bookshelves that sunk into the ground have returned. The books suspended in front of the statue have disappeared, and the Metis eagle head has disappeared.

The sculpture remains silent and solemn.

"Tsk, tsk, although this creed is quite normal, even if I don't agree with it in my heart, it doesn't matter if I lie to you for the sake of inheritance. It has no magical effect anyway..." Owen stared at the sapphire eyes of the eagle head and said slowly, "But words can't be said.

You can't make random promises, and you can't make false promises. What if it comes true?"

Owen looked at everything around him and suddenly said: "The test just now was an illusion?" He had even forgotten Melete at that time.

"Ravenclaw may not harm me, but you may not." Owen saw everything and just said with a smile.

"But you won't leave the most precious part to me, right?" Owen nodded understandingly.

"Therefore, when designing this secret room, she focused the test on character and will."

The parchment burned quietly on the stone platform, leaving not even a trace of ashes in the end. The sapphire eyes of the eagle head sculpture flickered for a while, and a pleasant female voice with a hint of joy came out: "Congratulations on passing the test. After all these years

Come on, you are the thirty-third."

"Oath and then signature?" Owen tilted his head back slightly and looked at the handwriting on the page.

"Then you can get the remaining part of the book collection as you wish." Metis said calmly, "In fact, after you pass the test of your self-created spell, you are already qualified to obtain them. After all, Ravenc

The purpose of Lao leaving this secret room is not to seal the knowledge, but to pass it on."

Under Metis's silent gaze, the door slid open silently. Owen waved his hand, and then walked directly in.

"Then I passed the test?" Owen approached with a smile, and Melete lazily spun around at his feet, rubbing her back against his ankles.

"Do you think Ravenclaw would harm his own students?" Metis just asked, "You are too cautious, little one." She said, and the ancient book that glowed with white light slowly turned the pages, allowing Owen to

I saw a personal name before him.

"That exam was more about seeing clearly the tester's greed for knowledge between choices. The same is true for the oath, but it also added the torture of the heart."

He looked at the pages in front of him again and curled his lips slightly: "Also, all the books have warned us not to leave our names or marks that represent ourselves in magical places, because you don't know if it will

Is it a contract or a curse..." Especially some bastards like to hide the contents of the contract in inconspicuous patterns, or shrink it so much that it cannot be distinguished by the naked eye!

"Of course, for those who have been extremely sober from beginning to end, all these tests are just tricks that can be seen through." Owen looked around at the bookshelves around him and said slowly.

"Then, make your choice." Metis did not force it. The gorgeous door quietly appeared behind Irving, which was the door he walked in. "Get the inheritance, or leave here."

Owen blinked, wiped his cheeks that had pink plum blossom marks on the pads, and then turned to look at the door behind him. It was clear that he had just walked out of it, but it seemed as if he had just walked into this secret room.

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"Yes, it seems that you have discovered the nature of the test a long time ago." Metis said in a brisk tone.

"Yes, in the past thousand years, only six people have truly passed the test." Metis said softly, "Ravenclaw finally understood before his death that the endless thirst for knowledge will only bring tragedy...

To a certain extent, she died from her greed for knowledge."

Owen looked deeply at the eagle-head sculpture, and Metis's voice came slowly: "This is not a magical oath, it is just an oath to your heart, a self-created creed... Ravenclaw hopes that his

The inheritors must have their own perseverance.”

"I'm done, Metis." Owen took a step back, his smile flawless and elegant.

An illusory ancient book emitting a white shimmer slowly floated out from the stone platform. The pages of the book opened with a splash, and a page with complicated mysterious black patterns on the edge floated towards Owen, floating up and down in front of him.

Several lines of blue ancient runic writing appeared on the page, flickering as if they were alive.

Melete squatted on his shoulders, raised her little paws and patted his cheeks with her soft flesh pads. Her golden eyes were full of doubts and curiosity. After she noticed that Owen was looking at her, she opened her eyes.

She yawned, jumped down from his shoulder lightly, and walked slowly towards the marble statue of Ravenclaw with elegant cat steps.

"I just found that this test is not only a test of wisdom and knowledge, but more of a test of character." Owen said in a calm tone, "I think that the self-created curse is a test of reason and awe, caution and harmony.

Smart. If anyone tries to create a powerful spell without any self-awareness and gets injured, he will be eliminated."

"I will carry out Ravenclaw's will and uphold wisdom and justice; I will inherit Ravenclaw's wisdom and remain curious and awe forever; I will pursue knowledge until death..."

"They contain profound knowledge in various fields, including lost ancient books, mysterious and profound spells, and Ravenclaw's own research results, both complete and unfinished." Metis introduced dutifully.

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"I'm curious, what would have happened if I had taken the oath?" Owen asked with a half-smile.

Owen stood in front of the Charms bookshelf, identifying the titles on the spines one by one. The bookshelf seemed to be so big, but there were quite a few books inside, which should be the effect of the Traceless Stretching Charm. There were also some

For many small categories, such as spell theory, spell advancement and application, general magic and black and white magic, etc.

Finding Owen standing in front of the Charms bookshelf with great interest, Metis admonished him seriously:

"Please do not rely on the "Seven-Point Construction Method of Magic Runes" you learned during the test, and please do not publish it. It will only kill the wizard's curiosity and creativity, and will eventually become an improvement in the long run.

It was a stumbling block, and it was precisely for this reason that Ravenclaw chose to seal it."

"I know." Owen nodded. He didn't value that thing very much.

"You can take a look at the top book "The Mystery of Magic" first." Metis said happily, "I think it should be helpful to you."

(End of chapter)