"Sir, do you need a drink?"

"The juice is fine, thank you."

One took off from London Heathrow Airport and ended in Athens in the first class cabin, and a flight attendant placed a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice on a small table in front of Ike, with a coaster underneath.

When I picked it up and took a sip, it was the taste of ordinary orange juice, and it was no different.

Ike raised an eyebrow, put down his glass, picked up the book he had just put aside, and read it.

In the eyes of others, this book is "War and Peace", but in Ike's eyes, it is "The Forgotten Ancient Magic", a fairly interesting read to pass the time.

After leaving Malfoy Manor, Ike travels to London, where he first takes a trip to Tumbledown Alley to find a new identity, including a driver's license, social security information, a passport, and a Citibank credit card. It's not easy for wizards to get these things, and no one needs them on a daily basis, only those who can't stay in their home country and need to run away and start over in a new environment, and the number is very small, and there are not one or two a year.

It was a good deal for the wizard who sold the false information, and the price was also very expensive, and a thousand Galleons were not bargaining. Ike didn't have that amount of money, but when he went around Tumbledown Alley, he did.

Those vicious dark wizards, scum despised even by the Death Eaters, robbed them of Ike without any psychological burden.

And just like that, with his new identity and a plane ticket, Ike got on the plane to Athens. Everything went well, even though there were inspectors from the Ministry of Magic at the airport, but they couldn't see through Ike's hiding.

The journey was still long, and it was already early in the morning of the next day when we arrived in Athens. Carrying a small suitcase, Ike put on a baseball cap and left the airport. Hop in a taxi and head straight to your hotel in Astu. It was booked in advance and it was easy to check in. After a brief shower, Ike stood by the window wiping his wet hair while looking at the Acropolis not far away with lights still on.

Against the backdrop of the lights of modern civilization, the sense of history of the Acropolis has weakened a lot. Ike didn't care, his eyes closed and opened, and the appearance of the Acropolis had changed color.

"There really is......

He muttered. At this time, in Ike's eyes, the modern lights were gone, and the old walls of the Acropolis flowed like water streaks. It's slow and it's regular.

In the center of the Acropolis, a tall and stout tree stood, and the huge canopy almost obscured the entire Acropolis. The green olives on the trees shimmer like stars.

"A new city is built, and the gods are at odds.

Poseidon wields his trident and strikes the boulder.

The giant stone was transformed into a war horse, which was a symbol of war.

Athena's spear struck the boulder, and the olive tree bore fruit......"

Ike raised his hand, and his wand fell into his hand, and he was already dressed. Short-sleeved shorts, baseball cap on the head. The figure turned, and when it reappeared, it was already outside the Acropolis.

As soon as he appeared, the Illusion Spell fell on his body. In the next second, two wizards with wands and white beards appeared not far ahead.

"Who, come out!" One of them said in a suppressed voice, looking warily at the empty square.

"No one?" The other asked in a low voice.

"No way, the fluctuation of the phantom migration has been detected, someone must be coming."

Ike watched silently as the two waved their wands, and two red lights swept quickly.

"Really?" One of them was stunned.

"Let's go back first, be careful tonight."

The figures of the two disappeared, but after a while, they reappeared. Throwing out two red lights again, there was still nothing to find, and then he really left.

Ike waited for a while, and seeing that neither of them had returned, he slowly walked towards the acropolis.

Passing through the mountain gate, Ike cautiously approached the huge olive tree. A shimmer of light flowed on the remaining stone pillars around them, with occasional flash of silver light. Coupled with the glittering olive fruit in the huge canopy overhead, it doesn't feel dark.

After a long time, I finally came to the bottom of the tree, and what caught my eye was the unimaginably thick trunk, like a wall blocking the front, and the hideous and thick roots were exposed, even up to Ike's waist.

"Miracle creation...... Ike secretly sighed, this magical plant that has lived for many years has really made him gain knowledge, it is like a miracle.

Looking up, you can only see dense branches and leaves, a little glimmer of light, more shocking than what you see outside. When he closed his eyes, he tapped his wand between them, and when he opened them again, he changed again.

The foliage faded, and the little glimmer dimmed, but at the top, there was a soft green light rippling like flowing water. Carefully recognized, it is an olive fruit that is as clear as jade.

There are not many of them, and after counting, there are only nine.

The fingers moved slightly, and the body floated up. Slowly, it took a long time to reach the nine olives. Without hesitation, he reached out and picked one out and threw it directly into his mouth, and then accelerated sharply and flew towards the outside of the acropolis.

"Damn it!"

An angry curse exploded behind him, but Ike flew out, waved his wand, and disappeared immediately, returning directly to the hotel.

As soon as he appeared, Ike quickly threw out several spells and landed on the doors and windows. Then with a light step on his right foot, a complicated golden magic array appeared, and several golden threads reached the ceiling.

As he sat on the floor, Ike's face changed color, alternating between green, gold, white, and blue, like a marquee. Sweat oozed out, and I unconsciously clenched my teeth.

Magic, riot!

It was even stronger than the time when he was five years old, but they were all bound to the golden thread and magic array. Even though the air inside the circle was distorted, the outside of the circle was unharmed.

Ike endured, trying to keep his mind clear, feeling every change in the magic in his body. I don't know how long it took for the riot magic to finally calm down, and Ike felt like he had just come out of the water, his whole body drenched in sweat.

After a moment's pause, Ike waved his hand and removed the circle, and another cleansing spell landed on his body, and he became dry again. I closed my eyes, felt it carefully, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Strictly speaking, he is still a minor, and in terms of magic, he has finally caught up with the two ceilings of today's magical world.

With a gesture of his hand, a piece of parchment flew out of the suitcase. With a flick of the wand, lines of text slowly appeared. When you run your finger, there is an extra black line on the top line of text.

Roll it up, throw it away, and the parchment paper is back in the suitcase. With another move, a notebook and a quill fell into his hands.

Turning the first page, it reads: "Athens was heavily guarded, and I failed. ”

The black ink slowly disappeared, as if seeping into the paper. After a while, the handwriting slowly emerged.

"Those old guys are still there, it's a bit unexpected......"

"It's okay, when we succeed, we'll clean up those guys......"

"That thing, can't run......"

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