Chapter 1211: Drifting
Listening to the old wizard's story, Madison's frown never let go. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Her expression looked lethargic, yawning from time to time, as if she might fall asleep at any moment, but fortunately she still had a trace of energy to pay attention to the old wizard's story, and when it was over, she stretched and said listlessly.
"I hate history class."
"History of magic, I hate it too."
The old wizard in the portrait smiled, "When I graduated, I heard that Hogwarts was going to make the history of magic a compulsory subject. β
There are still some differences between the history of magic and ordinary history, but Madison wisely did not refute it, she was too lazy to entangle with the old wizard, the more old people are, the more old the person, the more this sentence applies to wizards.
Madison, with her strong strength and special background, did not take all this into account, and in her opinion, the experience of this world was more like a game.
Seem.. It's not so real, after all, in this world, there is no place for her.
But as the people of the world, Imojin and the others are obviously not as relaxed as Madison, and they have been listening carefully to the old wizard's interpretation.
The appearance of the Magical Congress of America in the movie is one reason for this.
On the other hand, they have never been exposed to such secrets.
Among their tasks, it is nothing more than to enter the second world, get the mission, find a way to complete the task, and then send it out in the second world.
How much extra you can get is a matter of luck.
Of course, the second world is all random teleportation for one reason, and the other point is probably that they were all in the weak stage of novices before, and even if they wanted to do something, they didn't have enough strength.
After spending a world or two on the task, he accumulated a little capital.
They haven't touched the level of Yi Huan yet.
Not even Madison, who came from the world of witches, knew much about it.
They didn't think about why there was a second world, they didn't think about where they entered, or even... It's not that they don't think about it, it's that they don't realize it at all.
the concept.
It was their first exposure to the wider world.
There are infinite worlds outside of this world, almost between the second world and this world.
"What happened?" Imogen asked.
The history told by the old wizard sounds interesting, but compared to these things, Imogen and the others are more concerned about what they encountered and what happened in that dark space. will make everything here what it is now.
Imogin's inquiry and eagerness, the portrait of the old man naturally understood, he sighed and whispered.
"The nightmare has just begun."
"When we first entered this space, we thought we were in a crack in the world."
"There are many ancient magic books that record that there is not only one world, but countless worlds scattered in a larger world, forming an incalculable map."
"We're just a small part of the most inconspicuous."
"All right, kids." The old wizard in the portrait spread his hands and seemed to wink a little mischievously, "It's normal that you haven't heard of it. β
"Those books are very precious and unique, only found in the oldest pure-blood families."
"But fortunately, there were many guests who came from afar that day, one of the top alchemy masters at that time, Master Simple Mays, Master Bansel, who knew the most spells, and the messengers representing the families of the Old World."
"They are all of a low status, including me, and I have read books on this in my academic career."
As if not intending to make the old wizard man in the portrait proud, Madison sat leisurely on the sidelines, picking his nails and tearing down his platform, "It's a pity that your knowledge is outdated, Speaker." β
"Not only do we know that there is a world beyond the world, but we also understand the relationship between the universe and the planets, and the land under our feet is called the planet, do you know?"
But the old wizard is not a good stubble, and at the same time as he was scolded, he was scolded back on the spot.
"You must not have studied hard in astronomy class." He snorted.
"The records and concepts of the planets are much earlier than you might think."
Madison raised eyebrows and didn't bother to argue with him.
The old wizard who didn't know how many years he had lived naturally wouldn't really be angry with a little girl in his eyes, and muttered to himself, now that the lessons taught in the wizarding world were so advanced, he turned back to the topic again.
"But... You know. β
"These things don't sound to be believable, like the Three Hallows of Death, they're recorded in bedtime stories, and I always thought they were really just legends and stories."
"But when we experienced this scene in front of us in our own lives, everyone thought of the memory of this passage."
"Everything in Congress has been suspended, and we are beginning to prepare for the world we may be in, after all, if this darkness is a gap between worlds, then it is not surprising that we will appear in any world."
"Maybe we'll enter a world where there's no magic at all, maybe we'll go back to the world of the past, maybe we'll go back to our own world again, or even where we are."
"No one knows what world it is."
"We are beginning to be wary of the unknown that may arise, and ... I, along with a few other wizards, began to study the nature of this dark world directly. β
"For the first month or so, we spent it like this."
"But as the concept of time became blurred, we realized one thing."
"It doesn't seem like it's the crack in the world as we think it is, even if it is... We also have to face the fact that maybe we are trapped inside. β
"We may go into another world, or go back to our own world, but everyone notices this and forgets one of the most critical issues."
"No one knows how long this wait will be, right?" Madison, who was in a mahogany high-backed chair, sat up straight at some point, and asked calmly like a noble lady in an oil painting.
"Yes." The old wizard in the portrait closed his eyes slightly, as if holding back some emotion, and then said in a low and slow voice, "No one knows how long this time is, we... It has been drifting until now. β
"But if it was just drifting, it doesn't seem to be like this."
"After all... You said it yourself, there is no concept of time here at all. β
Madison pointed to the terrible situation around him, the Magic Congress, which was almost in ruins, had apparently suffered some kind of irreversible and fatal damage, and all the wizards had disappeared, which was not normal, and if they didn't feel the concept of time, they should have survived until now.
"We've had some. . . It's a terrible thing. The old wizard didn't hide it, "I'll tell you these things as if they were another story." β
"I can show you there right now if you need to."
This time, it was Madison who stopped him.
"There's no hurry." She said, "Hold it off for a while." β
The old wizard naturally had no objections, and so did Imojin and the others, and the amount of information revealed by the portrait of the old man was a little too big to accept even for this group of witches in the living world.
On the contrary, Madison, because he is not a person here, does not care about the possible consequences and effects of everything that happens in this world, and only treats this experience as an interesting adventure, which is more calm.
"If you analyze it like this, you can't be sure if this is a crack in the world."
Caring is chaotic, Madison doesn't care, IQ is naturally online, and she begins to analyze the old wizard's words.
"You still feel like you're in the cracks of the world, but you've been wandering for a long time. Of course, you have had an accident, and if there is no accident, you may finally be able to wait until you leave that dark space one day.
"That's right."
The old wizard smiled bitterly again, then nodded.
"Because of the long hours of wandering in the dark, we can't be sure if this space is what we originally suspected."
"Maybe it's not a crack in the world at all, it's just... Another piece of the unknown that has not been discovered, the cracks in the world and everything are fake, like the Grim Reaper. β
"Perhaps... This is indeed a gap in the world, but we have not yet reached another world, because no one knows how long we will have to drift between the two worlds. β
"The answer cannot be confirmed until everything is revealed. It's a wonderful situation, and I think the problem itself is. β
"SchrΓΆdinger's cat."
Madison said.
"Huh?" Of course, the wizard old man looked confused.
"That strange feeling of yours, which can be described as a cat, no one knows that the cat is dead or alive until the lid of the box is opened, it is in a wonderful state of not being born or dying. Forget it, you won't understand it either. β
Of course, the old wizard didn't understand, he hadn't learned quantum theory or anything, but he could still understand simple descriptions and metaphors.
But Madison didn't bother to say, and the old wizard didn't ask.
I don't know if it was because it was just a portrait, but the knowledgeable old wizard didn't show any curiosity about the new knowledge, but just nodded and turned the topic away.
Just listening to the nonsense that the two of them had no nutrition here, Imojin and the others couldn't help it first.
"That's supposed to be a crack in the world." She said.
Seeing Madison and the old wizard's gaze, Imogen was unhurried, "After all... The Magic Congress has appeared in our world, which means that it may have actually crossed the world through the cracks. β
"It's a pity. The people inside did not wait for this day. β
"What's going on."
Imojin and the others had already digested the information, after all, as a modern person, their thinking was broader than that of these stiff wizards, and their imagination and receptivity were also stronger.
There are many elements of whether a person is smart or not, memory is one of the elements, cognitive ability, imagination, and are also indispensable conditions.
She wasn't interested in any of these speculations about the world, and the only thing Imogen wanted to know was what had caused it.
Because according to the old wizard, the culprit may still be here.
It's about their life and death, and it's about the outside world's New York.
"Are you ready to know?"
The old wizard was still not surprised by Imojin and the others' questions, and just asked calmly, and similarly, Joanna and the others nodded very firmly.
"Alright then, follow me."
So saying, the old wizard jumped from the portrait in front of them to the other near the door.
Madison, who had been making soy sauce all the time, shrugged his shoulders, stood up, and drank the wine from the glass he had just poured by the way, and then quickly followed, the rough texture of the wine made her slightly staggering, but fortunately the long time covered up the negative score of the poor brewing process of the Middle Ages, although time seemed to lose its effect here, the wine still tasted mellow enough.
"You just said to go and see, what are you going to see?" Madison asked in the back.
They left the room again, but fortunately, it was no longer shrouded in illusion, there were no endless labyrinthine walls, no cemeteries and ghostly houses that popped up from time to time.
It is surrounded by dilapidated corridors, but there is nothing unusual other than the dilapidated and antiquated.
"The House of Memory." The old wizard replied as he walked through the portraits, guiding them in the way.
"We had long expected that this day might happen, and before everyone died in battle, we had a memory of our life in advance, and it was always more intuitive to recreate the situation through our eyes, than to tell it dryly."
"The memory room holds everyone's memories, and there is a powerful magical protection there. Even if it is still preserved intact. β
Imogen didn't pay much attention to the principle of the memory room, what powerful magic was protecting it, because her mind was on a word she had heard and noticed keenly.
Die.
Really.. Is it a battle?
"It's still a little bit away from the memory house."
The next moment, the old wizard's words pulled Imogen back from his distraction.
"I can tell you about it in the meantime."
"Wait!"
But at this moment, Madison suddenly stopped.
She stopped the witches around her and stopped the old wizard in the portrait.
"How..."
Without waiting for anyone else to ask, Madison asked the old wizard directly, "Enemy. . . What is it like. β
Philiat III, who has become a portrait, may not be as powerful as he was in his lifetime, and can keenly sense the approach of the enemy, but his IQ is still on the line, and when he hears Madison's inquiry, he immediately thinks of a possibility, and his face becomes serious.
"Black. . . The most terrible saboteur of the wizards. β
But unexpectedly, Madison raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
As portraits, Feliat III could not give them any real help except to tell them, and although Imogen and the others were witches, they did not have the perception of magic and danger that real witches had.
Only Madison, as the Supreme Witch, is more powerful and perceptive than ordinary witches.
She's already one step ahead of everyone else. Sensing something in the way.
"Black, not blue." She said with an eyebrow raised.
"In that case, there are only two possibilities, either we are facing a completely new enemy, or ... It's that old guy who has mutated. β