Purely from the physical point of view, Evan should be in the air at the top of the Ravenclaw family castle now, but the corridor in front of him is all the way up, this is a place like a room of requirement, a magical space that exists in the real world.

Evan climbed all the way up, and the monotonous music in his ears became clearer and clearer.

In addition, the magic around him became more and more chaotic, and even the power of the evil gods weakened here.

"The magic of time is getting more and more chaotic!"

Evan took out the time turner, and the hands on it spun faster and faster.

I had a similar feeling when I was in the Egyptian temple before, where the magical power was also chaotic, causing time to become chaotic as well.

Continuing on, Evan suspected, he might be transported to another timeline by the time-turner.

There are all kinds of signs that a powerful magical artifact was once preserved here, a super powerful legendary magical item.

The power of this magical item had been used in some incorrect way, causing the magic to spiral out of control.

"Hopefully it won't be too much trouble!" Evan took a deep breath and held his wand across his chest.

He's had enough of these relics and magical items from the ancient magic era, and the spellcasters of that era were all monsters.

Ai Wen felt that something was getting more and more right, he seemed to grasp something, but he couldn't say, he carefully climbed up, and at the end of the corridor was a hollowed-out circular room, and above his head was a huge dome with complex magical runes painted on it, as if it were a galaxy.

It is surrounded by five huge stone pillars, and there are no walls to be seen beyond that.

This place must be very high, very high, because Evan can no longer see the two evil god phantoms not far away.

He looked in the direction of the ruins of the Death's Door, where only a faint green glow came from beneath the thick clouds.

Evan looked at it for a while, felt that his fear of heights had flare-up again, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

He didn't like the place, both the height and the chaotic magic around him, which made him feel bad.

Turning his gaze to him, in front of him was a huge spherical stone sculpture where all the magic runes had finally converged, but the stone sculpture had now shattered, and a small music box had been placed on top of the rubble.

It was from there that the monotonous, even creepy-sounding voice sounded.

Just as Evan was considering whether to destroy the annoying music box, a voice came from the front left.

"Here you are, heir of Rowena Ravenclaw. ”

"Who's there?" Evan immediately turned, pointing his wand at a stone pillar.

"Meet you, I'm Dalyan Ravenclaw, and Lady Rowena Ravenclaw is my aunt. "A white, translucent ghost stepped out from behind the pillar with his hands behind his back, a handsome young man in an ancient aristocratic robe, who looked about the same age as Aven, and perhaps even younger.

"Dalyan?!"

"Yes, as you can see, I'm a Squib, a waste with no magical abilities. He said in a strange tone.

"Really, why are you here? what is this place?" asked Aven, not letting his guard down at all.

He looked each other up and down, he had heard too much about the young master of Dalyan since he entered the castle.

If he was really a squib, it would be impossible to carve out the evil god creation below, and it would not have appeared here.

"Oh, aren't you going to introduce yourself before you ask any more questions? ”

Evan didn't answer, and a light came out of the end of his wand.

"Stop, stop, this is not the etiquette of a wizard, listen, we are not enemies, this is the secret library of the Ravenclaw family, a separate space, it is located above the castle where the head of the statue of the Valkyrie is located. Dalyan nodded his head with his finger and continued, "After all, the Ravenclaws have always believed that wisdom is the most important trait, and we always think that we are smarter than other wizards. ”

"Is this the Ravenclaw family's secret library?, well, and why are you here?" Evan continued.

"Isn't that strange? I'm a Squib, but I'm one of the rightful heirs of the Ravenclaw family. Dalyan said, "In Muggle nobility, I'm the fifth in line to the Ravenclaw family and the realm, and if my father, brother, and sister die of hunger, then ......."

"Enough, Marcus said that only the Ravenclaw crown could open the way to here. ”

"Oh, you've seen the poor old butler, and I think he must have wandered in endless darkness for a long time. "Speaking of which, old Marcus is very unkind to me, he always won't let me do this, he won't let me sit there, after all, I'm a squib without any magical abilities, well, he's also one of my father's accomplices in torturing me, but it doesn't matter, no matter how much hatred there was, we're a phantom of the past now, and not even a ......ghost."

"I don't have time to listen to you reminisce about the past!" Evan said directly, interrupting Dalyan, "to answer my question, why are you here?and, what are the secrets of this castle?What are you playing tricks on?What is the magic of the Death's Gate?I want you to be honest with you, Dalyan, or I'll take a more direct approach to these troubles, such as eliminating you, I've already used up too much patience here tonight." ”

Considering the magic going on at Death's Door, considering Harry's condition, and considering the wizards of the Order of the Phoenix fighting the resurrected evil creatures, Evan was planning to do a quick job, and he didn't have time to continue reminiscing about the past with the other party here.

He shouldn't have listened to that old ghost talk so much nonsense just now under the castle.

Evan had thought that Marcus and the other Ravenclaw soldiers were ghosts, but as the aura of the evil god invaded and Dalyan had awakened him from the past, he realized that all he saw was illusion magic.

A very clever magic, making him think that these are real advanced magic.

At this moment, he was caught up in this magic.

Since it's magic, it means that there must be a spellcaster.

The people he had seen before were all false illusions, and all the things they did and said were all made to do by the caster, and there was no meaning.

Evan was going to be straightforward, talking to the caster or destroying the spell outright.

Who is the caster, and will it be Dalyan Ravenclaw in front of him?

After all, he looked much more sober than Marcus, and didn't act like a squib at all.

Not to mention, he will appear in the Ravenclaw family's secret library.

Whether Dalyan was the caster or not, Evan wasn't sure.

Just as he couldn't see through the magic, but he wasn't prepared to waste time on it.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on with all this?Who is casting the spell that makes you reproduce?and, why are you in this place?" Aven asked, his wand pointed firmly at Dalyan, "I hope this is the last time I'll repeat this question, and if you don't know, then I'm sorry!"