Hogwarts: Bloodline Legend
Chapter 830 - 233: Dumbledore! Wise and Courageous!_2
"Great Mage, promise me one thing, and we’ll move past this. You won’t have to worry about cauliflower growing all over you." Ian raised his eyebrow and decided to speak decisively.
Merlin was stunned for a moment, his brows slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of caution in his eyes.
"What request?"
He asked in a low voice, with a trace of wariness in his tone.
Ian looked at Merlin, understanding that his vigilance wasn’t just because they met two thousand years ago, but also because Merlin suspected he was the legendary "Raven."
This was the mystery Ian wanted to unravel.
"I need to know everything you know about the ’Raven’." Ian stared into Merlin’s eyes and spoke slowly, feeling an inexplicable intuition.
Understanding the relationship between himself and the Raven was crucial.
"Is that so..." Merlin was initially stunned by this request, but then the look of caution on his face slightly eased. He breathed a sigh of relief and cast a thoughtful gaze upon Ian.
"It seems you really don’t know anything."
Merlin seemed to be lost in thought.
Just as the Little Wizard was about to speak up.
"Alright! Let’s sign a contract then." Merlin suddenly proposed, with caution still lingering in his eyes and a hint of prudence in his tone.
"Hmm? At Hogwarts, everyone knows I’m a gentleman. You’re guarding against a gentleman? I’m not the type who doesn’t keep his word." Ian felt misunderstood by Merlin.
In response.
Merlin simply chuckled.
"Last time, the person who got tricked by carelessness while signing a contract was me, not you." Ian was helpless, encountering someone even more obsessed with contracts than himself.
"Hmm."
Merlin smiled but remained silent.
Instead of using contract magic, he took out an ancient parchment from his robe, writing the contents of the contract in the most traditional way imaginable.
This method was indeed steady.
Merlin was even more meticulous and cautious than the first time he signed a contract with Ian, as if fearing Ian might exploit loopholes in the contract. Even after writing the parchment, he repeatedly checked it several times for any potential flaws.
"..."
Ian wasn’t particularly disturbed.
He just inexplicably felt as if he had been seized by his weak spot.
"You’re really cautious." Ian watched Merlin’s actions and couldn’t help feeling speechless, unsure of what kind of image he had in Merlin’s mind.
Merlin didn’t respond, only continuing to meticulously check the contents of the contract. Finally, he nodded in satisfaction, handing the parchment to Ian. Ian took the parchment, read it thoroughly, and upon confirming there were no issues, signed his name, thus bringing the ancient contract into effect.
"Such a contract can no longer be seen now." Ian felt the power and constraint of the contract, imbued with some divine spirit, acknowledging that nothing like this exists in the current era. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
"You should learn about how generous I am. I’d even treat you first and charge later. Do you distrust someone as reliable as me?" Ian said as he waved his magic wand.
The next moment.
The magic toxin inside Merlin instantly vanished.
"Hmm?"
Merlin felt the magic that had been troubling him dissipate—previously, all toxins applied by Ian were actually viruses and bacteria transformed by Ian’s magic through long-term Transformation Technique, which is why Merlin struggled to remove them. After all, Ian’s magic was far more unique than ordinary legends.
"You..." Merlin raised his head in disbelief, feeling the way the virus disappeared inside him. His gaze towards the Little Wizard became quite peculiar—the Wizard King seemed to realize only at this moment that the chronic ailment troubling him was actually the result of Transformation Technique.
In truth, it wasn’t Merlin’s lack of discernment, but he truly never thought of it this way, as knowing more often limits one’s thinking.
Who would think that viruses and plagues could be created through Transformation Technique? This isn’t just a breakthrough of Transformation Technique’s rules, but it ventures into realms that are challenging for both mortals and the Gods to intervene in!
How could Merlin have thought in this direction?
His eyes flickered as he stared at Ian, wanting to say something, but seemed to hesitate due to certain matters, ultimately only casting a meaningful glance at Ian.
"Your goals seem far greater than I imagined."
His tone carried a hint of admiration.
"About the Raven’s matter?"
Ian’s main concern was still this issue.
"Wait a moment."
Merlin shook his head.
"Trying to renege?"
The Little Wizard’s eyes turned hostile.
"Of course not."
Merlin took a cautious look at the Little Wizard’s magic wand, not wanting to witness any more of Ian’s innovative magic. He sighed and quickly explained.
"Let me resolve a hidden issue first." With that, Merlin walked toward the dormitory door, "You must know, I conceal my identity not without reason."
His voice carried a sense of regret.
"I thought you were into this... just a complete pervert." Ian’s words were as unforgiving as ever, leaving Merlin speechless, forcing him to walk outside in silence.
His gaze fell on Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel standing in the corridor not far away.
"Sorry, this is for everyone’s safety."
Merlin suddenly spoke, his tone sincere and apologetic. Before he could take any action, Dumbledore sensed something, his gaze becoming instantly sharp.