Chapter 167: The Sword of Choosing a King in a Crisis
Put on the hood of the invisibility cloak and walk through the mountain meadows. The cool breeze blew away a touch of irritability from the bottom of Anthony's heart.
He looked up at the gloomy cumulus clouds in the sky. Realize that it's going to rain on this day... Seeing this, Anthony couldn't help but speed up his pace.
Returned to the castle just before lunch. - Back in the dormitory, he couldn't wait to hold the crystal ball in his hand, wanting to find out the truth of the prophecy.
As the magic power was infused, the crystal ball suddenly lit up with a faint light. The light slowly transformed into a scene.
"London?" As the city he is most familiar with today, Anthony immediately recognizes the buildings in the picture as some of London's landmarks.
Tower Bridge in London, the Palace of Westminster, St Paul's Cathedral and even Buckingham Palace in a flash.
Just as he wondered, he asked what perspective was always focused on these buildings. Suddenly, there is a violent explosion in a building somewhere in the frame.
It was like a chain reaction, followed by explosions in many surface buildings. Fire and smoke filled the entire crystal ball.
Countless people were buried, and what was even more deadly, Anthony also found many familiar faces among those people.
Not friends. Rather, it's often seen on TV. Heads of state, especially European countries.
- The president of France, whom he had met a few years earlier, had personally received him and Charles when he went to his uncle's house.
Is this a terrorist attack? The term immediately popped into Anthony's mind. Is this a terrorist attack against the Führers?
What the hell did Moriarty do? How does that sound like? First of all, and most importantly, what are the heads of state doing in London when they have nothing to do?
He doesn't remember any important meetings or sporting events taking place in London recently! The only thing that made a slight impression on him was the summit of the country X held in July.
— And— inexplicably, Anthony always felt that the picture in the crystal ball had a strong sense of déjà vu.
I always feel like I've seen it somewhere... It seems to be a movie, and I vaguely remember some plots. It seems to tell the story of the unexpected death of the British Prime Minister and the arrival of other heads of state to mourn, resulting in a terrorist attack.
When watching this movie at the time, Anthony also deliberately complained that some of the plot settings in the movie were too bizarre.
You know, if the prime minister is not dead, there will be other heads of state who come to pay their respects. In the UK, a state funeral is a must.
A state funeral is the highest honour in the United Kingdom, and only the King and Queen of the United Kingdom can receive a state funeral unconditionally.
For hundreds of years, apart from the royal family, only a few people could enjoy this kind of honorable treatment. Those who enjoyed the state funeral had made outstanding contributions to the UK.
For hundreds of years, only two prime ministers in British history have received such an honor: Prime Minister William Gladstone, who died in 1898, and Prime Minister Winston Churchill, who died in 1965.
And it's not like holding a state funeral, and other heads of state will definitely come. In reality, it's already very face-saving for people to send an ambassador over to offer condolences!
At most, because there is a request for someone, send a deputy, such as a secretary of state, prime minister, vice president, etc. If the Führer had been present in person, it would have had nothing to do with condolences.
It is estimated that in the name of condolences, some bilateral business negotiations will be conducted, or some kind of national interest conflict.
Therefore, Anthony really couldn't imagine that Moriarty would use any excuse to fool so many heads of state into coming to London.
The crystal ball continues, but then, to Anthony, it seems to be a little scary. Because, among those attacks, there were wizards.
An organized and planned wizard attack on the Muggle Führer? Even buy Karma! In an instant, Anthony realized that those people must not be allowed to succeed!
If it is really done as planned, then the death of the plurality head, and the future world will definitely be turned upside down.
Muggles and wizards have direct war plans on the verge of breaking out!
"Terrible!" Seeing the crystal ball in his hand gradually dim, Anthony hurriedly put him in a drawer and put it with his damaged wand.
Then he immediately got a pen and paper, and the first thing to do now was to tell Mr. Huck about it!
——
"Hey Anthony, where the hell did you and Ron run last night?" In the afternoon, at the end of the day's lessons, Anthony had just returned from outside.
He had just gone to look for Olos. This little girl is too big. Although he did not know where she got the information that London was about to become a war zone, it was clear that she had been tricked.
Anthony would never believe that at the age of thirteen, less than two months after she had just come into contact with the wizarding world, she could get the news of the wizards who attacked London, and that someone was definitely taking advantage of them.
Unfortunately, after wandering around all afternoon, he didn't find Olos. To be precise, she has rarely been seen elsewhere in Hogwarts since she got Tom's notebook, and according to Ginny, she's been in the Ravenclaw common room these days.
"Humph! You're very laid-back! Watching, Harry and Ron sat in the armchairs in the lounge and chatted.
Anthony couldn't help but roll his eyes at Harry, because he hadn't seen Sirius all day today, otherwise this guy would have come to talk to them?
With Sirius here, Harry will still look for them? Hum! Our friendship has long since faded.
"Several of the school professors are not at the castle, and I heard that there was a fire that had been lit in the Forbidden Forest last night. Could it be—" Harry suddenly lowered his voice, "Ron fell asleep in the morning's Transfiguration class, when did you come back?" ”
"It's just a mess around the castle, you think too much about Harry." Anthony also found an empty armchair to sit down, but his eyes fell on the girl who was looking at him near the library corner, the girl who had been secretly looking at him since he returned to the lounge.
"Hehe~" Ron's eyelids jumped, recalling what happened last night, which is also called blinding... However, when Anthony returned from Hogsmeade at noon, he gave him a large bag of gold gallons, and Ron immediately understood what to keep secret.
So, he immediately shut up and pretended to be dead. Harry shrugged his shoulders, he knew Ron must know something, but since the guy didn't want to say, he didn't bother to ask.
But, then again, he didn't really think Anthony and Ron could get into that much trouble.
I heard that the forest was great last night, and it burned for several hours. Hagrid ran into the Forbidden Forest early in the morning, and hasn't come back yet!
"By the way, Ron, did you talk to the professor? Regarding the wand, when is she taking you to Diagon Alley? As he spoke, Anthony suddenly remembered about his wand, which was so badly damaged that it could no longer be used.
And he must not go to the professor, otherwise how can he explain himself? Wands are not consumables, and most wizards don't necessarily change wands in their lifetime.
If Professor McGonagall, or Headmaster Dumbledore, were suspicious of the point, and flashed back to look at his wand, he would have shown his face.
So Anthony could only go out with Ron, and as for the excuse, he had already thought of it.
"I went to Professor McGonagall this afternoon, and she said that the professors have been busy lately, but she could let Percy take me." A smile appeared on Ron's face, his eyes full of anticipation for the future.
He's a rich man now. The waist pole is a lot tougher.
"We only have one class tomorrow afternoon, and that's when we leave."
"Okay, then I'll follow."
"What's the matter, Anthony, do you want to buy something too?" Harry asked curiously.
"Hmm—" He hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak, when a cold voice came from the corner of the library: "He's going to change his wand, too!" At this moment, Hermione came over with her cat in her arms, her face grim, and her eyes staring at Anthony even more directly.
"Huh? What happened to your wand? Harry asked with some surprise, could it have been damaged by the beating willow?
"How do you know?" Anthony looked at Hermione curiously, watching her sit in an armchair not far from them.
He hadn't used his wand all day, and to be precise, his wand had been lying in the dorm cabinet since last night, how could Hermione possibly know?
Could it be that she broke into her bedroom?
"Shylock told me!" Hermione hugged her cat and turned her head away. Compared to its owner, Shylock was quite enthusiastic, and his little paws pulled towards Anthony, and the green tea cat seemed to be thinking of comradeship!
However, its small body was hugged by its own owner, and it couldn't escape at all.
"That cat really understands people!" Ron stared at the little white cat with wide eyes, he thought it was strange last night, a cat could understand Anthony's various commands, and now from Hermione's mouth, this cat can still speak?
Anthony didn't want Ron to be so excited, he already knew that the cat could understand people. And, before he had always thought it was a different British bobtail.
I didn't think about Fantastic Beasts, now that I know that Shylock has a Sugo bloodline, and then think about it, Newt can communicate with his own Fantastic Beasts, and it is not surprising that Hermione can communicate with her cat.
"Ten small dried fish!" Anthony suddenly said with a serious expression.
"Meow?"
"Don't overdo it. Ten is already a lot, okay! ”
"Meow! Meow! ”
"Fifteen at most, no more."
"Meow~" The little white cat suddenly stretched out its paws and pointed at his nose as if accusing him. - It's obviously all the old lady's effort!
"Twenty." Anthony compromised.
"Meow meow~~" The sky blue eyes flashed with a happy Shylock, and finally lay down in Hermione's arms with satisfaction.
——This scene made several onlookers stunned, this red fruit fruit man and cat power and money transaction, it is really weird and fantastic!
"Humph! She's been spoiled by you! Hermione asked sternly. She glanced at Anthony viciously, then turned her gaze back to her cat.
"Is there a possibility that your cat doesn't need to be carried..."
"What?" A look of death struck.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Ron quickly withdrew his gaze. He didn't dare to meet Hermione's grim gaze.
Because it always reminded him of Professor McGonagall, especially since he had just been deducted points by the professor this morning.
"I'm actually going to Diagon Alley to sell stuff." After getting rid of the cat, Anthony immediately changed the subject without shame.
"Sell something? What do you sell? ”
"Wait! I'll get it! With that, he got up and ran towards his bedroom. Moments later, with Hermione's skeptical look on her face, Anthony returned to the break room with a package.
"Look, this thing should be very valuable, after all, it's a two-thousand-year-old antique." With that, Anthony opened the package and took out the broken sword.
Originally, he planned to donate this thing to the museum, and it is also a British national treasure! But when you think about it, Britain - a national treasure - hehe, then let's exchange it for gold Galleons!
This broken sword can be worth at least tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Galleons. If only it could be sold, wow! Lie straight flat.
Also donate a der!
"Merlin's beard, Anthony, you're going to buy it?" Ron was directly shocked and speechless, this is a sword in the stone!
The weapon of the greatest king in legend. Even in the wizarding world, it is hailed as one of the greatest weapons in the history of British magic, surpassing even the Gryffindor Sword.
"Don't you see? That's what it takes to be an antique! Look at the broken parts, they are all rusty, what is the use of putting them at home as decorations? It just so happens that there are enough decorations in my house, and there are not many more of them, and there are many of them less, so it is better to replace them with gold galleons! Anthony said seriously.
"But—but, this is a sword in the stone!" Ron didn't give up saying that he would never let Anthony sell it.
Even if you tell the professor what happened, stop him!
"What sword in stone, is it the sword of the legendary King Arthur?" Harry couldn't understand what Ron and Anthony were saying, and he suddenly realized how it was only a day before he had so many strange estrangements between him and his two best friends.
What the hell did the two of them do last night!!
"It's the sword you thought of!" Ron shouted.
"Oh my God!" Harry was startled, then immediately said, "Where did you get that?" ”
"A friend." Anthony said perfunctorily.
"Friends? That friend, Merlin? Harry half-jokingly. ——
"Do you want to touch it?" Looking at the eager looks of several people, Anthony generously threw the hilt part of the sword to Harry, and the tip of the sword to Hermione, as for Ron, he had already touched it.
"Wow, it's exactly like the legend." Looking at the intricate and ornate ornamentation on the sword in his hand, and the huge ruby set in the hilt, Harry was incredibly convinced.
This is the legendary sword in the stone. The sword has a golden inscription: Onlythekingcantakethe... The latter should be on the tip of the sword in Hermione's hand.
On the side, Hermione also saw the somewhat faint golden inscription on the sword: swordfromthestone.
The two inscriptions come together: OnlyTheKingCanTakeTheSwordFromTheStone.
Meaning: Only the king can remove the sword from the solid stone.
"Now there are so many fake and shoddy things, we don't understand anything, how can we tell if it's real or not." With that, Hermione slowly got up and walked over to Harry, and sure enough, she also saw the inscription on the hilt of the sword in Harry's hand.
But that still didn't convince her that, as Britain's most influential ancient legend, almost every year someone claims to have found the legendary Arthurian weapon.
In the Celestial Empire, it is basically equivalent to the Internet, and every once in a while someone says that he has found the jade seal of the country.
One glance at Ding Zhen, identified as fake!
"It's true!" Ron shouted discontentedly, he had been involved in the whole process, the sword had been taken from the temple by the centaurs, and they had kept it for at least a thousand years.
"What can it really be?" Anthony didn't care, he leaned back in his armchair and said with a bored expression: "It's true, it's just an ornament." Do you still want to be king, Ron? He raised his eyebrows, looking at Ron's anxious appearance, like Sun Quan who had picked up the jade seal.
It's almost engraved on his face, 'I'm going to rebel.'
"No—I didn't—don't talk nonsense!" Ron quickly denied it. Anthony shrugged his shoulders: "Then what are you nervous about?" ”
"I-I-" Ron blushed, but couldn't speak.
"It's a pity that it's a broken sword, if only it could be repaired, it should also be a treasure." Anthony sighed and said, the legend says that this sword has the magic of Merlin, and its sword body must have some of the characteristics of legendary magic items.
Just as the Ravenclaw tiara increases the wearer's wisdom, Hufflepuff's golden cup conjures wine.
This is just a relic of the four founders, but what if it is Merlin's? And just as Anthony sighed, Hermione took the blade of the sword from Harry's hand.
The next moment, the broken sword actually lit up with a golden faint light, as if it had been repaired by a repair spell, and the broken pieces and the tip of the sword slowly floated and combined together.
The gilded inscription also faded and shone again. The broken sword was reforged as new.
"Oh my God!"
"Merlin's beard!"
"Long live Granger?" The three little wizards who were watching were stunned. Anthony's pupils are constricted! For a moment, the centaur's prophecy came to his mind, and he said that Hermione was the one who best met those three conditions.
And now - this is - guessed by him?
"Hermione, you-you!" Ron was stunned and speechless, his eyes wide as he looked at the girl who was wandering in the golden light.
I just feel that my worldview is collapsing.
"Probably... Was King Arthur a girl? Anthony couldn't help but think of a certain hairy knight king.
It looks like this, and the two are a little similar. He also has a bright mind, is calm in situations, and has a kind and helpful heart.
What's more, both of them are reckless!
"How could it be, I thought—Anthony, you—" Ron stammered. Actually, Anthony thinks so in his own heart, although it seems that he doesn't care, but - he really doesn't care...
"Just do a simple experiment." With that, he slowly got up and walked towards Hermione, who was still in a daze.
Then, gently from her hand, he took the sword of the Chosen King, which was already intact. Everything was fine at first, but when the long sword fell out of Hermione's hand and reached his hand, for a moment, Anthony only felt a thousand pounds of power in his hand.
The next moment, the sword of the chosen king was directly taken out of his hand and plunged straight into the floor of the lounge. He plucked it symbolically twice, and it was fine - not moving at all.
"It's heavy... Ron, are you going to give it a try? He turned to Ron and asked symbolically.
"Me?" Ron looked at the long sword stuck in the floor, and suddenly, an impulse surged in his heart, and then he stood up and walked over.
"Roar, roar, roar! Your Majesty, I have long seen that this kid has a disobedient heart. Anthony immediately changed his face and stared at Ron with a look that saw through you.
"I-" Ron rubbed his head in embarrassment. Stopped. Anthony, who sat back down, said as a matter of course: "Do you really think you can pull yourself out?" How can there be two kings in one country. However, despite what he said, Ron didn't give up at all, and the guy walked over and tried anyway.
Of course, the long sword did not move. Then Harry was interested, and he ran over and tried it, and of course the result was the same.
"Hey, come back to your senses, Hermione, put that sword away."
"Oooh!" Hermione finally came to her senses after hearing Anthony call herself, and she quickly pulled out her sword as easily as if she were picking up a twig at random.
"Incredible!" Ron muttered.
"yes!" Harry also looked at Hermione in distraction, he couldn't shake the sword with all his strength just now, but Hermione easily pulled it up, could she really...
"Whoever pulls the sword out of the stone platform, and is born in England, is the king of all England." Anthony was reading the old legend, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a sentence suddenly popped into his head: Queen Granger intends to start a rebellion from there!
"What are you laughing at?" Hermione, who held the sword in the stone, looked heroic, and she keenly noticed the smile on Anthony's lips, and then immediately turned her head to glare at him.
"I was just surprised."
"Accident what?" Hermione asked, pouting.
"King Arthur is a girl."
"Huh? How can it be? ”
"How is it impossible, what if someone dresses up as a man? With Merlin by his side, it's not that hard! ”
"But..."Looking at the sword of the Chosen King in her hand, Hermione was a little distracted for a moment, she suddenly felt that she was holding this sword, and retorted that Anthony was so powerless!
Could it be that King Arthur really dressed as a man? After a moment, she took a deep breath, and the appearance of the queen suddenly appeared in her mind, and she had not seen Her Majesty much during the summer vacation.
"Don't tell anyone about it." She said.
"As you wish, Your Majesty." Anthony stared into her eyes and said with a smile. Hermione blushed a little at his sight, and after pretending to cough twice, she said, "Well, Anthony, you say, how about giving this sword to the Queen?" ”
"Don't, it's also an ornament for my aunt, you don't expect her to be able to hold the sword in the stone!"
"Why not, she's the Queen of Britain."
"My aunt is careful, didn't I tell you? She is estimated to be unqualified as a knight, and she is still a sword in the stone! You're dead to this heart! ”