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The world does not exist forever, especially for short-lived beings, and every calamity is the end of the world for them. During the time of King Arthur, wizarding England was in a period of great chaos, when the glory of the demon gods had just faded, the Animagus dynasty had completely declined, and the Roman Empire, which admired the heroic age, was in its most glorious period. During this time, wizards left many traces in the history of Muggles, whether it was the legend of magic that decided the fate of the continent several times, or many folk heroic stories, all of which proved that wizards and Muggles had lived in harmony for a long time.

With the help of the wizard of Merlin, King Arthur eventually took the throne of ancient Britain, which became the beginning of the island nation's illustrious history. The Twelve Knights of the Round Table under his name have also left behind wonderful historical legends.

In the troubadour's story, the tale of King Arthur and his twelve horsemen is a paragon of loyalty and redemption, although in the end the truth of this history is buried in the fog, and the sword of the lake and the heroic legend have become one of the proudest sources of the sorcerer's bloodline in Britain.

Legend has it that during King Arthur's expedition to France, Mordred usurped the throne and claimed that he was the true king of Britain chosen by God. Although King Arthur had been wary of Mordred's rebellion and hurried back to his country to put down the rebellion, he still took things too simple and did not understand the most terrible part.

The legendary wizard Merlin tried to stop the plot of the Le Fay Witch, but the Le Fay Witch was too powerful, and in the end, Arthur relied on Mordred to take the initiative to die, and finally won the final victory.

As history has passed, these legends have gradually lost their audience, and the once mighty wizards have withdrawn from the Muggle world, preparing to die in self-isolation. Muggles, on the other hand, admired their own strength and a better tomorrow, believing that after the last war, the war of annihilation would never break out again.

For as long as Muggles have had history, wars have never gone away and stopped. If there was any benefit to wizarding autism, the only benefit of isolationism was that wizards were not involved in Muggle wars. Whether this is a good thing or a bad thing for the wizarding world is still inconclusive.

Mordred, who has experienced the baptism of iron and blood in her own life, and finally chooses to sacrifice herself in difficult choices to challenge her fate, is a legendary tragic figure in her own right. A thousand years later, when Mordred arrived in this era with a new mission, he was a completely different person.

Although the appearance is still handsome and gorgeous thousands of years ago, the temperament has completely abandoned the solemnity and bravery of a knight, and has instead become the current cynical and tired inner appearance.

Paul leaned back in a chair in the classroom, with no expression on his face, looking a little hostile to Shea, but there was no emotion in his eyes. Thousands of years, many attachments, have become meaningless.

The warrior's instinct made Xie An faintly feel a little uneasy, he pretended that nothing had happened, and discussed the recipe of the ancient potion with Vera, Penelope Crewatt, and Lina very seriously, and also used the knowledge of operations research to help them design a set of plans that were compact and not so complicated, so as to ensure that they could complete the configuration of the potion before the deadline.

After midnight, everyone's discussion came to an end, and Xie Jian asked casually: "Paul, I heard that Ilvermorny is the most beautiful wizarding school in the Americas, the environment is elegant, located on the top of a mountain, and you can usually stand on the castle and overlook the entire plain, I don't know if it's true?"

Paul's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and he thought for a while and said, "I don't usually like to see any scenery, and I never pay attention to it. ”

Xie An smiled and said, "I see, I heard that Ilvermorny is a magic school on the top of the mountain, and I want to visit it." ”

Vera said, "Don't worry, Andrew, I heard that the tournament will be held in the future, and it will be held every three years, and if you can, Ilvermorny will take over the next tournament, but you are welcome to our school at that time." Looking down from the castle on the top of the mountain, the beautiful scenery of waterfalls, rivers, plains, Gobi, and American plains will definitely make you like it. ”

"Speaking from you, Ilvermorny is really different from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Although Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has always been the most beautiful place in my mind, I also enjoy going to see other scenery once in a while, what do you say, Lina from Suzaku School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?" Xie An quietly led the topic to Lina. Lina nodded, "The Suzaku School of Magic is located in the South China Sea of the Far Eastern Kingdom, and you are always welcome to come if you wish." Speaking of which, at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, there are still many students from the Far East, and the school is also preparing to cooperate with Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to organize student exchanges between the two schools. ”

Xie An listened carefully to Lina's description, and seemed to be very moved, "In this way, I still want to go back to my hometown in the Far East during the summer vacation, and when Lina arrives, don't forget today's promise." ”

"Of course!"

Vera thanked Xie An for her help, and Xie An nodded her head in pleasure, and after saying hello, she was the first to leave.

Time is indeed very urgent, and the four Veras, who are already a little mentally tired, are ready to take turns to rest, and those who do not rest continue to boil potions. Paul, who has always been unable to cooperate, nodded absentmindedly this time, which made Vera less speechless.

Walking into the pre-dawn darkness, the relaxed smile on Xie An's face was completely gone. This Paul gave Shean a very dangerous feeling, and from what he had just observed, it seemed that there was some greater secret. At this time, Hogwarts was the center of the storm after the Ministry of Magic, and the competition of many forces in it could affect Xie An's judgment of the situation. The appearance of Paul, whose origin is unknown, makes Shea even more worried about the current situation in wizarding Britain.

The night in London is always beautiful, and if it weren't for the terrifying dark red sky over the remains of the Tower of London, the serene night sky would have been a little more peaceful. On the streets of the East End, half-dead streetlamps make the sound of short circuits, wildcats howl wildly for turf, and the old apartments are almost entirely dark, with the only place lit up is an equally run-down-looking tavern.

The Night Knight's Tavern, which sounds like a bit of history, is the liveliest tavern in the neighborhood and is often open all night. The two bald men at the door looked vigilantly at every guest who seemed to enter the tavern, as if they were hiding explosives or AK machine guns in their arms, not only had the wizarding world suffered a terrorist attack recently, but there were also several terrorist cases in the Muggle world that shocked the world.

The East End is a mixed bag, with a noisy environment and people, and these landlords can tolerate some illegal transactions, and they will not agree to the suicide attacks of those religious lunatics.

A tall guest wrapped in a wide robe and wearing a strange hood on his head walked slowly as if he had emerged from the darkness, and the two big men became nervous when they saw the strange dress of the guest. One of the big men said directly: "Stop, what do you want to do?" The other big man had already moved back slightly, ready to get the pistol that was placed in the hidden place.

The guest, dressed like an ascetic of the Church, walked slowly as if he had not heard anything. Seeing that the situation was not right, the big man had already taken out his pistol, "Stop, what about you, I'm going to shoot before I go any further!" At this time, it was past midnight, there were few new customers, and now was the busiest time in the bar. Suddenly such a suspicious guest appeared, the two security guards said strongly.

Just when the bald man couldn't resist to shoot, a white light shot out of the hood, and the two of them only felt as if their heads had been hit hard by something, and they all fainted. By the time they regained consciousness, it had only been a few minutes, but they had completely forgotten what had just happened, even the suspicious figure that had emerged from the darkness.

After passing through the security guard at the door, the hooded guest did not enter the bar directly, but walked towards the second floor of the bar. This narrow passage upstairs, blocked by a thin rope, hangs a sign that reads: Private territory, please do not go upstairs.

As if he didn't see the warning sign, the hood continued up the stairs, the music of heavy metal in the bar became more and more blurred, and the hood kept going up, the stairs up seemed a little too long, and the hood turned three corners before he saw a hallway. There was also a bald guard standing here, who saw the hood appear, and did not say anything, but took out a card out of thin air and put it on the back of the hood.

"Cyclops. The voice of the hood was actually a lady's, and the bald man nodded slightly and let go of the door. The hood gently pushed open the wooden door with a beautiful carved pattern, and entered a dim hall filled with purple light.

Low, unknown music sounded in the hall, the light was very dim, and it was purple, there were only a few dozen people in this hall, large, they all looked very handsome, and when they saw the hood entering, several beautiful looking women looked at it curiously.

Hood continued on his feet, passing through the hall and onto the bar. An old black man with a beard and dark eyes was bartending.

Hood sat in his seat, quietly waiting. The black man was quick to mix a light drink and handed it to a young lady in two places.

Because the light was so dim, the waiter's beard was mixed with some white that was difficult to identify, and it was not until he walked up to the hood that he could see that he was not young, and the wrinkles on his face had appeared.

"Need a drink?" asked the bartender.

After putting down the hood, a childish-looking face appeared in front of the bartender. The young lady, who had got her own drink, was a little surprised to see the childish face under the hood, she licked her lips and took a sip of her own wine.

As if sensing Miss Handsome's gaze, Hallie Black whispered, "I want a copy of what I just saw." ”

Hearing the girl's voice, who was also a child, make an unreliable request, the bartender shrugged and said, "Hey, kid, while it's not forbidden for kids to drink alcohol here, you don't look like you're sixteen yet. That wine is the most powerful Bloody Mary, and you're afraid you can't drink it right now. If you're just trying to satisfy your curiosity, I can give you a glass of juice and go home to your mom when you're done. ”

"Bloody Mary? You say it's a Bloody Mary? Don't lie to me, that glass of wine is obviously colorless, how can it be a red Bloody Mary. I'm going to want that wine. ”

"Who told you that Bloody Marys should be red, my God, children nowadays are... I'm going to pour you a glass of juice and go home when you're done." The bartender said angrily.

Hallie Black was a little anxious when she heard the bartender's words, she had made a lot of effort to inquire about this place. If it weren't for the rejuvenation of her mother and the delay of aging and death, Halle Black would never have secretly ventured to this terrible place.

Bellatrix Lestrange lost almost all of his magic after being punished by Dumbledore. One of the most important reasons for the longevity of wizards is the support of magic. After being sealed with magic, Bellatrix Lestrange aged rapidly, and now it seems that he is almost 100 years old.

It was hard to find her biological mother, how could Halle Black easily let her mother die in pain. Ever since she visited Bellatrix Lestrange, she has been thinking about how she can help her mom rejuvenate every day.

But Bellatrix Lestrange was one of the most famous Death Eaters, and she was once Voldemort's most devout follower and the Dark Lord's right-hand man. Although Dumbledore agreed to Gellert Grindelwald's request to rescue Bella, he could not change Bella's identity as a notorious Death Eater.

In this case, almost the entire wizarding wizards of England could not turn to help, Sirius and Dumbledore had no intention of restoring Bella's magic, only her child, Hallie Black was unwilling to give up, and she tried her best to prevent her mother from continuing to age.

Unable to turn to wizards, Harley Black turned to other magical creatures for help. Among all kinds of magical creatures, goblins and elves have almost the same lifespan as wizards, werewolves have even shorter lifespans, and only vampires are the legendary longevity with strong vitality. Halle Black decides to turn to the vampire family for help in restoring her mother's health and magic.

Vampires, as a magical force, do not have a good relationship with wizards. There are specialized vampire hunters among wizards, and during the ancient wars, wizards were still the vampires' worst enemies, and the two sides can be regarded as feuds. With the exception of evil dark wizards, wizards in general have an instinctive repulsion towards vampires.

The number of vampires is much smaller than the number of wizards, and now, it is impossible to find a vampire if you don't know the way.