MTL - The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel-Chapter 18 hogwarts last night

  Chapter 18 18. Hogwarts·Last Night

   "Why don't we just go back tonight?"

  On the shore of the lake at Hogwarts, the kiteman was sitting by the campfire holding his own plate while eating while snoring, and asked:

   "Actually, there is no need to wait for that train. We have flying motorcycles that can fly directly back to the station in London. That little motorcycle is very fast, much faster than the train."

   "That's what it says."

  Mason slowly spooned the rice into his mouth and chewed it. He glanced at the blue motorcycle parked by the lake and said:

   "But that car doesn't burn oil, Charles, it uses special alchemy oil, and I can't make it now."

"Oh, I got it."

  The kite man nodded immediately.

  Boss means that the fuel of the motorcycle should be kept for escape in case of danger. This principle is easy to understand.

  Then he saw Mason put down the dinner plate, wiped his mouth with good dining etiquette, and threw an exquisite leather bag at his feet.

  The kite man was stunned, picked up the thing, looked at it in front of his eyes, and said:

   "Isn't this the magic pocket that Old K hangs around his waist?"

   "Yes, a travel backpack with an internal volume of 50X50X10."

  Mason picked up the suitcase at hand and explained:

   "It's just like what old K said is a small portable warehouse. The code word to open it is 'hunter', just say it in your heart. It belongs to you. You need the old clothes in it very much now.

  Although there may be only us two living people left in this world, it doesn't seem too good for you to be naked all the time. "

   "Is this all for me?"

  The kite man was at a loss for a moment.

  He looked at the magical creation in his hand, scratched his head, and said:

   "Well, why don't you use it first? You seem to need it more than I do."

   "No, I have better ones."

   Mason glanced at him and patted the suitcase in his hand.

   Obviously, this thing is also a large-capacity storage tool, which comes from the relics left by Mr. Harry Potter's father. It is small and retro-style on the outside, but the internal capacity is insanely large.

  The information label said that the internal volume of this thing is 500X500X50, which is equivalent to bringing a small manor with you. This capacity is much more exciting than the old K’s travel backpack.

  The most powerful thing is that this seamless extended item made by the world's top alchemists and tailors can be freely planned by the user's internal structure.

   In other words, as long as Mason is willing, he can really build a small villa for himself in this suitcase that only he can freely enter and exit.

   But this is far from the limit that wizards in this world can achieve.

  At least Mason knew that there was once a great wizard who built a complete "small ecosystem" in his suitcase and domesticated at least a few hundred magical animals in it.

   "Then I'll be impolite."

  The kite man smiled.

   He tied the rucksack to his belt and played with his "new toy" like a brat. The contents of the rucksack had been checked by Mason.

  Old K is indeed poor, except for the alchemy notes he left behind, some pharmaceutical materials and enough bullets, there are only a few changes of clothes left.

   "We'll distribute the loot when we get back, okay?"

   Mason said something.

   But the kite man shook his head and said to him:

   "No, you did all the dangerous things, and I basically didn't help. The magic fur coat and this bag are enough to surprise me.

   Besides, we're going to Gotham and I can't move freely.

   Don't forget that Old K brought me out of Black Gate Prison, and I'm still an escaped prisoner. "

  Mason also shook his head, he said:

   "Fairness is the rule, this is not a question of whether you want it or not! Don't forget, I was also a member of the gang, and I know how to do things."

   "Then. Whatever you want."

  The kite man shrugged, glanced at the suitcase in Mason's hand, picked up his own gun and moved his body, saying:

   "I'll take a look around and digest food by the way."

   After speaking, he turned and left.

   Obviously knew that Mason was going to examine the contents of the box, as a younger brother, it is better not to be curious at this time.

   This guy who followed the clown is really good at life.

   Thinking about it, the guys in the clown's gang who can't be human must have been thrown out to feed Batman long ago.

  Mason took a few mouthfuls of food and reached out to open the black suitcase in his hand. Because the spell of seamless extension was not activated, all that appeared in front of Mason was an ordinary layer of sundries.

  The first thing that catches the eye is a few irregular blood-red translucent crystals in a dark green jewelry box.

   The moment he saw this thing, Mason held his breath.

  He knows what it is.

  The moment he touched this thing, a large piece of garbled text suddenly appeared in front of the young man's vision, and finally converged into a line of prompts two seconds later:

   Get in touch with the analysis of high-level alchemy creation.

  Name: Ancient Alchemy Stone / Philosopher's Stone / Nicole Flamel's Philosopher's Stone

  Quality: Legendary Alchemy Creation·Perfect Craft

  Traits: Matter Transformation · Low-level Reality Rewriting · Immortality · Magic Media Contact · Broken Remnant

  Effect: Holding the Philosopher's Stone can greatly prolong the user's natural lifespan and thinking degradation, but it cannot delay mental exhaustion.

  Using the magic stone as an alchemy medium will greatly improve the quality of alchemy products.

   When using the magic stone as an alchemy raw material and having a complete formula, you can make the "immortality" potion.

  When the alchemy reaches Lv2 or above, the magic stone can be used as an alchemical medium to purify the quality of creation or change the physical and magical properties of various materials.

  When alchemy reaches Lv4 or above, you can use the magic stone as an alchemy matchmaker to increase the probability of making "Perfect Craftsmanship" alchemical creations.

  When alchemy reaches Lv6 or above, you can use the magic stone as an alchemical matchmaker to increase the probability of making "perfect craftsmanship" alchemical creations.

  When alchemy reaches Lv8 or above, use the magic stone as an alchemy matchmaker and hold a complete production formula, it will be possible to produce "legendary quality" alchemical creations.

  When alchemy reaches Lv9, you can try to analyze the production principle of the Philosopher's Stone and record the production recipe.

   Producer: Nicole Flamel

  Item Description: A priceless treasure for alchemists and all those who pursue immortality!

important hint:

  The Sorcerer's Stone has been broken by external force. Although its fragments will not affect the value of the Sorcerer's Stone itself, it can no longer be restored to its complete form.

   Therefore, when they are used as alchemy catalysts, they will be consumed as the number of uses increases, please use them properly.

  Mason put a blood-red magic stone fragment in front of his eyes, and he looked around vigilantly the next moment, not because he didn't believe the kiteman's grateful heart at this time.

   Mainly because this thing is too hot.

  Old K came to this world just for this thing. According to him, there has always been a bounty task to find the Philosopher’s Stone with a generous reward within the Stars Club, but no one has been able to find it.

   This shows that even in the Star Club, which is so powerful and can travel across the world to plunder treasures, the Philosopher's Stone belongs to the category of "treasures".

  Mason's current knowledge is not enough to use this thing, except that he can live forever by wearing it. But the young man is only 17 years old now, and even if he includes his previous life, he is only in his forties. It is obviously too early to think about this issue.

  So he carefully closed the jewelry box of the Philosopher's Stone, and activated the box's traceless extension spell, throwing it into the bottom of the box space to hide it.

  Mason patted his face to calm himself down.

  Mr. Potter put the Philosopher's Stone in the box before he died, he must have his intentions, and the young man felt that he needed to continue reading.

  Maybe it is possible to unravel the truth about the doomsday of the world?

  The other things in the box are much inferior to the broken Philosopher's Stone, but no matter how bad they can be put together with the Philosopher's Stone, they can't be so bad.

  For example, the Elder Wand that was broken into three pieces on the side.

   This thing is the last and most damaged of the Deathly Hallows. The character card cannot give a specific label, but it is marked that it needs to be enchanted Lv8, inscription Lv8, and jewelry processing Lv8 to repair it.

   In addition, there are two books in the box, one large and one small, both in the style of traditional magic books, with metal covers and locked with black chains.

  Mason picked them up and glanced at them, and found that they were the magic books of Grindelwald and Voldemort, which respectively recorded the Encyclopedia of Dark Witchcraft and the research on Horcruxes.

  Mason is not a wizard and does not intend to become a wizard, so this precious knowledge means little to him.

  He continued to rummage, and found a palm-sized diary in a folded blood-stained lady's coat, wrapped with a red ribbon, which looked quite delicate.

   This is Mr. Potter's diary, and it is also the only evidence that can solve the mystery of the end of this world.

"Snapped"

   Just as Mason opened the diary, something fell from the diary and hit the box in front of him, making the young man blink his eyes and pick it up.

  A golden old-fashioned key, which is very exquisitely made and full of the heavy feeling left by the years and time. The character card gives it a unique label:

  Key to Principal's Office

  Created by: Salazar Slytherin, Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw

  Effect: Safely open the door of the principal's office without triggering any counter magic

  Item Description: Find the door, insert the key, then open the door to get things and leave. How hard can this be for an adventurer?

   "So, the principal's office should still be intact."

  Mason held the golden key and looked back at the ruins of Hogwarts in the center of the lake in the night behind him. He played with the key and thought in his heart:

   "That place is hidden somewhere in the ruins. Unfortunately, I'm already too tired, otherwise it's really worth looking for. Forget it, let's talk about it next time."

  The young man was lying by the campfire, pillowed on his backpack to make himself more comfortable, and he put Mr. Potter's diary in front of him with a feeling of unraveling the secret.

  The handwriting on the first page is very messy.

   Definitely not something that a wizard with a reputation could write. The scattered notes seemed to prove that Mr. Potter was already in a very bad situation when he wrote this thing.

   "Hermione is dead."

  The first sentence made Mason's eyes widen, and he couldn't wait to look down:

  "Before my eyes, she was pinched together by the red light from the sky and the shattered earth, and most of the elite Aurors of the Ministry of Magic were destroyed together with her.

  We are not opponents at all, we are defeated.

   And the enemy is only one person

  Ms. McGonagall's guess is right, this disaster is caused by man.

   As I write this line, I have just fled back to my alma mater from the battlefields of the Ministry of Magic, and I am waiting for Hagrid to **** the young wizards to join me.

  Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has reached out to us at this dire time, but communications with the other houses and the Ministry have been completely cut off.

   I don't know if the whole world is okay, but I doubt it.

  But what I am most worried about now is whether we still have that chance to survive the doomsday.

  The pen in my hand is trembling, I can feel the magic power and energy around the academy gathering abnormally, the sky is gloomy, this is a bad omen.

   Time is running out.

  If anyone can see this diary, please remember that this zombie apocalypse was triggered by the dark things that the "Destroyers" hid all over the world in advance.

   They also attacked major governments at the same time, as I witnessed Buckingham Palace being razed to the ground by a black storm that fell from the sky.

  Ordinary people's weapons are as weak as our magic in the face of them. I saw with my own eyes that at least thirty Kedavin curses entered the red light without harming the opponent at all.

   While I was fleeing, the common man's military was preparing to use nuclear weapons.

   I know it's a desperate counterattack, but I'm pessimistic about the effectiveness of this weapon.

  I can't guess the mental state of the destroyers, but I know they have planned. Today's destruction is not the beginning, it means that everything is over before we react.

   The virus is still going around, and my wife, Ginny, told me that she worked on that virus with common people biologists.

  That thing will actively search for all life and infect it, and our current magic and technological means cannot crack its secrets in a short time.

   As for the infected, they died when they were infected.

   What survived was just a body used to do evil, and now I feel particularly uncomfortable in my lungs maybe

   My God, here she comes! As the black storm and sun lightning descended like a god, I saw the Ravenclaw tower crushed like a sandcastle.

  I saw the light in her eyes.

  She won't let us go, like killing a nest of mice.

  The irony is that in the last moments of my life, I think of those beautiful days instead.

  Especially when I saw Hermione die with my own eyes, I suddenly felt that I should have been braver back then, instead of being bewitched by the stupid blood theory. That might be a bit of a disgrace to Ginny and the kids, but whatever.

   We are all going to die.

   Ah, Shakespeare has described the end of his imagination countless times, but I guess the great poet must have never seen the end of the day with his own eyes.

   If it weren't for our imminent destruction, I would have commented that this scene was truly spectacular.

   The end is here, right before my eyes.

  The whole world is darkened, and all hope is extinguished at this moment.

  Maybe the shattered Resurrection Stone had a strange reaction in my heart, anyway, I saw Dumbledore and Snape, my parents and Sirius, and a laughing Hagrid behind them.

  Ms. McGonagall also likes to be a cat at this time.

  Well, Miss Knowles, is that you?

   Take it easy.

  You are just one step ahead.

  I’ll just follow.”

  The writing in the diary came to an abrupt end at this moment, like an unending movie that made people feel uneasy. Mason closed the diary, his face was not calm under the light of the fire.

  He found the answer.

   But it didn't make him feel the slightest satisfaction.

   With his heart in a mess, he leaned against the tree trunk, and after nearly an hour of silence, he finally fell asleep shrouded in exhaustion. And at the beginning of this dream, on the tower of Gotham City, Mason saw the doomsday described by Mr. Potter as soon as he opened his eyes.

  A black storm rolled across the sky, and a dazzling sun fell from the sky.

  In the distance, everything is barren, and the feet are full of pale skeletons. Their black eyes look at themselves, and they surge up like a lake, drowning the young people who can't break free.

   Mason shouted anxiously in his dream.

  Where is the master? Where is Dachao? Where is Wonder Woman?

   Didn’t you see the end of the world?

  Everyone, please save me.

  (end of this chapter)