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Chapter 173: Rolf of Death

Ravenclaw walked slowly and leisurely, his warm and soft feet, as white as jade, stepping on the lake, causing slight ripples with every step.

Luo Fu also walked on the lake. Although he was not as graceful as her, his feet were still covered with ice every step of the way, and his figure was free and elegant.

The two of them walked towards the small island in the middle of the lake. The boy followed Ravenclaw, keeping two steps apart from the beginning to the end, neither close nor far.

A cool breeze blew in, and the train of Ravenclaw's skirt swayed beside her rounded hips. Her jade-skinned calves were looming under the skirt, and she even had a pair of white lotus feet that were not stained by dust.

Rolf silently looked at Ravenclaw, who was beautiful in appearance but extraordinary in temperament. She was definitely the most beautiful witch he had ever seen in his life.

Even though Helena, who inherited six or seven points of Ravenclaw's appearance, is very beautiful, compared with her mother, her charm is very different, and she is a bit petty.

In her prime, Shirley's face, which has not yet fully grown, is almost as good as Helena's. If she were longer in stature and fuller in charm, she might be able to compete with Ravenclaw.

Fleur is slightly inferior to the other three, but that doesn't stop her from being a mixed-race enchantress, born with a charming charm.

Rolf was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even hear Ravenclaw talking to him.

Ravenclaw laughed a little at the boy's distraction. She raised her voice and asked again:

"Rolf, how is the search for the Stone of Destiny going?"

Luo Fu came to his senses, he smiled apologetically and said:

"I have asked Cassandra to help me with divination. She said it was under the influence of magic. She only saw a valley with a pyramid and a giant goblin statue.

I don’t know the exact location yet.”

"Pyramids and goblin statues?" Ravenclaw thought for a moment and said, "Judging from the description, it is the seat of the Kingdom of Nadia."

In this era, the goblins were not yet under the management of wizards. Like the Muggles in the Middle Ages, they established autonomous city-states of various sizes.

The goblin kingdoms fight against each other, and the relationship between Muggles and wizards is not harmonious.

Nadia is a small elf city-state in Scotland, and its current ruler is Legnac.

"Legnac is very exclusive. It would be difficult for a wizard like you to sneak into Nadia." Ravenclaw suggested: "You can go there in the name of asking for the sword."

"Sword?"

"Yes, Gryffindor once entrusted Legnac to help him forge a sharp sword." Ravenclaw walked on the waves and said in a calm tone:

"The magic material comes from a broken sword. It was a weapon forged by ancient wizards before the doomsday catastrophe. It was found by Gryffindor in the ruins.

The goblins still retained part of the ancient wizard's skills, so he handed them over to Legnut for re-forging.

But after Legnac reshaped the sword, he kept delaying it and had no intention of returning it. You can go to Cadia in the name of taking the sword."

Rolf narrowed his eyes, and he suddenly understood that Ravenclaw was talking about the famous sword of Gryffindor in the future.

Speaking of the ownership of this sword, it also involves a famous public case in the history of magic.

That is, after Legnac forged this sword, he liked it very much and wanted to keep it for himself, but he could not defeat Gryffindor, so he spread rumors everywhere that Gryffindor had stolen his sword.

This rumor was so widely circulated in goblin society that even 600 years after the sword was cast, in the 17th and 18th centuries, this rumor still triggered a bloody goblin rebellion.

Although Luo Fe was not familiar with this period of history, he had a general understanding of it. He did not expect that one day he would become a participant.

"Professor, what if there is a conflict with the goblins while searching for the Stone of Destiny?" Rove asked:

"Can I fight them?"

Ravenclaw smiled when she heard this, which made her temperament even more brilliant. She said softly: "Your safety is the most important thing."

The implication is that killing goblins is not important.

The two finally arrived at the small island in the lake. Ravenclaw took Rolf through a tall green hedge and entered a fenced garden.

There are no trees in the garden, only a high platform.

After walking up a long flight of steps and arriving on a high platform, Luo Fu discovered that there was a well in the center.

"This is the well of death made by ancient wizards." Ravenclaw stepped barefoot on the smooth marble steps and said calmly:

"Through this well of death, you can see the scene of your own death."

Luo Fu was silent for a moment, then frowned and said, "Professor, you brought me here because you wanted me to take a look at this well?"

"No," Ravenclaw smiled softly, "Rolph, I won't advise you to watch or not to watch. Both options have benefits and risks."

"What do you mean?" Rove asked.

"Seeing the scene of death, you will learn something about the future." Ravenclaw said, "It may give you hints to make some preparations in advance.

But your preparations may also become part of promoting the fulfillment of prophecies.

It may or may not be beneficial to you whether you look at it or not...just do what you want!"

Luofu thought for a moment, then he took a step forward, stepped gently onto the edge of the well, leaned forward slightly, and leaned over to look at the well.

The water in the well was deep, solemn and dark, and a cold breath hit us.

Rove soon saw a picture:

Two wizards stood opposite each other. One was his future self. He was very tall and seemed to be sixteen or seventeen years old.

There was also a wizard with her back to the screen. Rolf couldn't see her face, but judging from her graceful back, it was certain that she was...a young witch.

There is another open chest on the ground.

The young witch held a sword and suddenly stabbed it deeply into Luo Fu's chest. When she took her hand away, the sword remained inside. He groaned and fell to the ground.

Just as the witch was about to turn around, white mist suddenly rose up, the well became turbid, and the entire scene blurred for an instant.

"What's going on?" Rolf asked quickly. He hadn't seen the witch yet.

"You are dead." Ravenclaw said calmly, "So the picture disappeared."

"..."

"Professor, can I watch it again?" Rove asked.

Ravenclaw shook his head, "Everyone can only look at the Well of Death once. If you look at it a second time, it won't show any signs."

Luofu frowned, thinking about the identity of the young witch.

Ravenclaw suddenly asked: "Rolf...do you know how I died?"

Luo Fu's eyes flickered and he said: "The history of magic says that you died of illness, but there are also rumors... that you were killed by other wizards."

Ravenclaw just laughed silently.

Luo Fu's mind moved and asked: "You have seen the magic well a long time ago, right?"

"Yes." Ravenclaw hung her beautiful feet in the cool well water. She raised her feet, and water drops slowly dripped down her toes.

"I have already understood my destiny."

Ravenclaw turned to face Rolf. She suddenly reached out her hand and stroked his forehead, her voice soft and sad.

"Scamander, may Merlin bless you."

Rolf was a little confused. When he came to his senses, Ravenclaw's figure had disappeared, as if he had never appeared.






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