Regarding Medea's "to live" statement, Scott did not believe it in his heart.

If it was just "to live", why did this old ancestor toss so many things?

"You're laughing." He said to the small fireplace in his hand, "Didn't you say that you are fighting for a better future for wizards. Such a great dream has nothing to do with simple living. ”

The green flames in the small fireplace kept jumping, and a series of laughter came from the flames.

Medea seemed to be in a good mood, and she laughed for a few moments before stopping.

She asked in a smiling voice, "You don't believe I have such dreams, do you, boy?" ”

Scott didn't answer.

Of course, not speaking out is tantamount to acquiescence.

Medea's voice became serious, "But I will say that I am serious, serious about changing the wizarding world, serious about giving wizards a better future. ”

"That's a good thing." Scott said dryly.

"I don't think that kind of argument can convince you." Medea laughed again, "You must be suspicious of me, of my true purpose, of a great conspiracy that I am hiding. ”

Scott whispered, "While your dreams are good, the way you do things is a little unusual. ”

This is undoubtedly a euphemism.

In fact, he wanted to say that although Medea was larger, her specific style of acting was not much different from that of Voldemort, who pursued terrorism.

"Is that what you're trying to say?" Medea seemed a little disappointed, "If I'm not mistaken, Scott, you and I are the same kind of people, people who will do whatever it takes to achieve their ends. ”

"Maybe." Scott didn't deny it.

Medea asked him, "What then, can you accuse me of?" ”

Scott frowned, "But I'm not going to say anything nice like 'for wizards to have a better future,' and I'm not going to shout slogans like that to woo other people." ”

"yes, you won't, because you're a Ravenclaw and I'm a Slytherin." Medea said disappretently, "Ravenclaws always don't like to make friends, and even real friends have to keep their distance at all times. ”

"Different people are inherently different individuals, and it's more comfortable to keep a certain distance from each other," Scott said. ”

"I don't want to talk to you about that, I mean, the Ravenclaws don't like to work together." Medea said with some dissatisfaction.

Scott didn't contradict her, though he didn't think it was entirely true.

Ravenclaws of course collaborate with each other, and collaboration patterns are ubiquitous in Ravenclaw, with many students forming research groups based on common interests.

Ravenclaws just don't like to form cliques, and it's generally accepted that Ravenclaw students are not as united as students from other colleges.

But Scott thinks it's because they're too self-conscious, and they're used to respecting the minds of others, and they're never trying to unify everyone's brains with one thought.

Scott understood what Medea meant, so he didn't refute it.

Of the people he thought of who were attracted to Medea's "beautiful dreams", there were probably the fewest wizards who graduated from Ravenclaw Academy.

Slytherin would be attracted to her lineage and power, and Gryffindor and Hufflepuff would look forward to the bright future she described, but Ravenclaw had always disliked all "organizations".

"Bang!"

The green flame in the small fireplace in Scott's hand suddenly swelled, interrupting his thoughts.

In desperation, Scott threw away the fireplace.

But instead of falling to the ground, the toy-like fireplace floated in mid-air.

The green flame rose and slowly transformed into a human form.

The human form made of flames was somewhat illusory and vague, and Scott could barely make out that it was Medea.

This flame-made Medea has only the upper body, and "she" floats in the air, looking at Scott condescendingly.

"Looks like I shouldn't be expecting to work with you, Scott."

Medea's voice was cold.

"Even though I have made many overtures, even given precious gifts, and tempted you with the knowledge that exists in that secret room, you have never let your guard down."

Scott stood up and looked up at "her" with no fear.

"Who made you less friendly from the start?" He said calmly, "Trade the oath for the talents of the students, try to get Yaxley and Carlo to kill me in the trial to break the oath, and finally turn the two wizards into your drink in front of me." ”

"Medea" slowly approached Scott, staring at him with those burning eyes.

Scott felt the slight heat of writing close at hand, and didn't back down.

"Medea" asked, "Do you care?" Do you care about other students' trading talents? Do you care about the lives of those two wizards? ”

Without waiting for Scott to answer, "she" affirmed, "No, you don't care, all you care about is that your life is threatened." ”

Scott looked at him in silence.

There was no need for him to refute such words, because he really didn't care.

Even if Milton traded for musical talent, that was Milton's own choice at the time.

Although Milton later regretted it, Scott only tried to help him get it back.

When the recovery operation failed and Milton himself accepted that the facts were well adjusted, Scott did not take it to heart.

"But you're wrong, boy." Flame "Medea" smiled and said, "I don't want your life, on the contrary, I need you to live." ”

Scott looked at "her" with some surprise.

"Although, if you cooperate with me, it will make my purpose accomplish faster. But it doesn't matter, as long as you live and live, it's a good thing for me. ”

"Medea" stretched out a hand made of flames, as if caressing Scott's face through the air.

"I give you precious gifts, especially the special portkey in your hand, to ensure that you can survive smoothly."

Scott listened to her words, and many thoughts flashed through his mind, as if he understood something, but he didn't figure it out, he never grasped the important inspiration.

"How's it going, confused, smart boy?" The flame of "Medea" laughed happily again.

Scott turned a deaf ear to her barrage of laughs.

His eyes were downcast, and his mind was constantly thinking, reviewing all the clues that were known, and the words that came out of Medea's mouth.

Clairvoyant Eye...... Great people...... The Scroll of History...... The Survivors...... It's good to live......

These chaotic clues kept spinning in his mind.

In the midst of his thoughts, he quickly came to an understanding-

I am [the one who does not exist].

I am the [Man Who Doesn't Exist] in the [Book of History].

Therefore, my presence will change the history that [clairvoyance] has ever observed.

The [Scroll of History] is supposed to be a prop to record the observations of the [Clairvoyant].

My presence will allow Medea to achieve her purpose, and she wants me to live.

Therefore, her purpose is to change the predetermined destiny recorded in the [Book of History]!

Scott opened his eyes and met Medea's eye.

Yes.

That makes sense!

Why did Medea toss like this?

Why is she not a person who cares about the world, but she shouts such slogans, attracts so many people, wants to do such a big thing, and tries to completely change the wizarding world?

Because she wants to change the predetermined fate that has been recorded.

Of course, making the wizarding world worse like Voldemort could have changed her fate, but she chose the opposite direction.

That's where she's smart.

Only good intentions can attract more wizards.

Only if more wizards are on her side, the easier it will be for her to change the predetermined fate of more wizards.

Scott's presence was probably more of a surprise to her.

A sorcerer who does not exist in the [scroll of history] that records a predetermined destiny will incite the wings of a butterfly and easily pry fate to bring about the most significant changes.

None of the above is a bad thing for Scott, and if Medea just wants to change her fate, then Scott won't have a problem with it.

But Scott always remembered the prophecy that [the great man] tried to devour [the unexistent].

[The great man] was Salazar Slytherin.

Knowing this, Scott would not believe that Medea had good intentions for him anyway.

She really wanted him to live, to do something to change history.

But when the established level of change in history reaches her standards, Scott faces the fate of being devoured by her father, Salazar Slytherin.

Scott is caught between a rock and a hard place.

Because if he wants to destroy Medea's plans, then the first thing he has to do is deny his own existence.

What's more, because of his existence and Medea's actions, the situation in the wizarding world has been completely out of touch with the "original", and the fate of countless people has undergone a fundamental change.

The "plot" is like a derailed train, and it is completely impossible to return to the "right track".

At this time, even if Scott left England completely to avoid the changes he had brought about would be useless.

"Medea" interrupted Scott's thoughts by speaking again.

"Don't think about it that much, Scott." "You just have to live, and of course, it's better to be more visible." ”

The flames that make up Medea fade away and shrink towards the small fireplace.

The flames grew smaller and smaller, and finally became knuckle-sized flames again.

"Try to be a better wizard, genius boy."

Medea's voice seemed to come from a distant place.

After that, the flames were completely extinguished, and the small fireplace floating in the air fell on the thick carpet.

Scott sat down slowly, his head tilted back, leaning back on the soft couch back.

What to do?

He asked himself.

The answer to this question is actually quite obvious.

There is no way to maintain the established destiny, and that is not what he really wants, and now he has only one choice-

Grow your strength and take down all enemies, no matter who they are.

Scott sat alone and quietly for a long time.

It wasn't until he was completely calm that he got up, picked up the small fireplace, and turned to walk out of the lounge.

After exiting the door, he walked back and forth in the hallway three more times and entered Helena's study.

"Oh! Scott! ”

On the wall near the bookcase, the voice of the young girl Helena came from the wall.

The girl in the painting ran through the paintings hanging on the wall, and soon came to a painting in the doorway.

She asked in a somewhat worried tone, "Why are you here so late?" What's going on again? ”

Scott nodded.

"I talked to Medea." "Got an important clue about the prophecy," he said. ”

"You're going to talk to your mother about it, aren't you?" The girl in the painting asked.

"Yes, I'm sorry for you, Helena." Scott smiled.

The girl shook her head, turned around again and shuttled through several paintings, opening the door to the inner room for Scott.

Scott nodded at her and pushed the door open and walked in.

By the time he greeted the portrait of the Ravenclaw mentor, the girl had already entered the painting where the portrait of Ravenclaw was located, snuggling up to her mother in a familiar pose.

Scott first tells the Ravenclaw about the Golden Chest and Savanna's reply, and then repeats the entire call between himself and Medea.

He did not say any of his speculations, but only stated his experience from an objective point of view.

Because he believed in the wisdom of Ravenclaw, even if he was only confronted with a portrait of Ravenclaw.

When Scott finishes speaking, the mother and daughter in the painting have very different reactions.

Helena's face was shocked and confused, but Ravenclaw kept a smile on her face, her eyes clear and wise, and she seemed to have figured out a lot of things in the moment she listened.

"I see." Ravenclaw muttered, "The Clairvoyant Eye turned out to be Merlin's masterpiece...... Such thoughts......"

The mentor seemed to be particularly interested in Merlin's large-scale magical ritual [Clair's Eye], and didn't care about anything else for a while.

"Research freak."

Scott saw Helena lip sync to him silently.

Scott looked at her nose and nose and didn't respond to her.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

The Ravenclaw in the painting quickly came to his senses.

Scott asked her, "Mentor, what good will it do Medea and her father to change her fate?" ”

In the painting, Ravenclaw frowned slightly and shook his head slightly.

"Sorry, kid, we still know so little that I can't judge." She apologized, "I never knew Salazar had been to Avalon, nor had I had the opportunity to see Merlin's [Clairvoyant's Eye]. ”

Helena, who was snuggling up to her, reacted at this time, "Is it ...... Medea married into the Gaunt family because Professor Slytherin wanted a way to get into Avalon from the Gaunt family? ”

Ravenclaw whispered, "I don't know if Salazar could figure out if it was a way to enter Avalon, but he undoubtedly got something about Merlin from the Gaunt family, or news. ”

"Oh!" Helena said with some remorse, "Medea was reluctant, and I should have done anything to help her at that time." ”

Ravenclaw just shook his head.

There is no point in saying this now.

Scott remembers that Medea had said that she loved her father, but she resented him more, perhaps because of these things.

Helena glanced at Scott worriedly, looked up and asked Ravenclaw, "Mother, what should Scott do now?" ”