bioinnovel Chapter 109 Deduction Complete! The Ancient Era Has Arrived! I'm Going to Be Absolutely Amazing
Chapter 109 Deduction Complete! The Ancient Era Has Arrived! I'm Going to Be Absolutely Amazing
Chapter 109 Deduction Complete! The Ancient Era Has Arrived! I'm Going to Be Absolutely Amazing!
Inside the room, Charles closed his eyes, his mind swirling with countless thoughts of potions.
The idea of reverting magical creatures to their ancestral lineage through potions is a topic that no potion masters in the magical world dare to explore.
But now, in a short period of time, not only has a well-formed idea in Xia Er's mind, but this idea itself is also constantly being refined, and its feasibility is increasing every second!
Until the deep blue notification sounded.
"The formula for the atavism potion has been completed after four iterations. The host has obtained the perfect formula for the Cerberus atavism potion."
"This formula uses all potion ingredients from recent times instead of those from ancient and medieval times, and it also greatly increases the success rate of reversion to the primal form of Cerberus..."
"After drinking this potion, there is a very high probability that the Cerberus will revert to its ancestral bloodline and possess the characteristics of the Cerberus."
At that moment, Charles also suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze burning with intense passion.
Become!
The legendary Cerberus was at least active during the transition between the Middle Ages and the Ancient Era.
The most powerful of the three-headed hellhounds also left its mark among the gods of ancient times.
This race is no less powerful than the ancient dragons, and the benefits they bring to themselves are unimaginable!
Most importantly, Cerberus lives in the legendary underworld and is naturally skilled in magic related to the realm of death.
Its breath is deadly, its venom can pollute the earth and even poison demigods in legends and epics. Perhaps its magic is not as vast and boundless as that of the ancient dragon, but in terms of lethality, it is in no way inferior.
In particular, it can grant Ciel resistance to instant-death magic and various negative magic, as well as super physical regeneration ability, which can further enhance Ciel's ability to survive.
After taking a deep breath, Ciel waved his wand and, through the Ministry of Magic's reimbursement agreement, began purchasing the potion ingredients he needed.
As for some extremely obscure materials, they were sent to Lucius through the time-space markers imprinted on him, instructing the Malfoy family to search for them among the noble collections.
After doing all that, Ciel stretched with a relaxed expression and walked towards the Hufflepuff common room.
In the common room, the aftermath of Shire's brutal treatment of Snape in defense of Hufflepuff had finally subsided, and the badgers of all grades resumed their normal school life.
As Cedric Diggory waved his wand in the common room, distributing plates of snacks prepared in the kitchenette to everyone present, he also encouraged the first-year badgers who were looking a bit overwhelmed by their studies.
"Go for it, we Hufflepuffs are the strongest!"
"See Shire? He's the strongest freshman in Hogwarts history, a genius of our Hufflepuffs."
"You can do it too!"
The young wizards were greatly encouraged, and they also excitedly talked about the flying lesson they had just finished.
"Did you get the brooms moving?"
"My broom is so disobedient, I've shouted myself hoarse and it still won't budge."
"I only got to ride a broomstick for a short while near the end, and wow, it was so exciting, but it was also a really strange feeling."
"I heard that in Gryffindor, Harry Potter took to the skies right away, flying so fast that even the professors praised him, and he was even allowed to join the Quidditch team as the Seeker in his first year!"
"This year's Quidditch Cup feels very stressful, but we Hufflepuffs have Cedric, so we definitely have a chance."
"As for the House Cup, the Ciel Phantomhive gave us a whopping four hundred points, and Snape even made up for all the points he deducted. We have more points than the other three houses combined, making this our best chance yet!"
"..."
Among the young wizards, Hannah was lost in thought when she heard the name of Charles being mentioned from time to time.
She hadn't seen Ciel for several days. She heard that Ciel had gone to the Forbidden Forest, and she wondered how he was doing.
After regaining her senses, Hannah shook her head, her pigtails swaying back and forth.
She bit her lip lightly, focused her gaze on the paper in front of her, and began to write earnestly.
Charles's gaze swept over everything in the common room, and a sudden realization dawned on him.
Before I knew it, I had been enrolled for over a week, and flight lessons had already begun.
Although Malfoy is still bedridden in this life due to his own influence and couldn't fight Harry in flying class, it seems that Dumbledore's "training" of the savior has not been neglected, as Harry Potter was still exceptionally made the Seeker.
This scene from my past life flashed through my mind, then vanished.
It's just kids playing house, what's the point of getting involved?
Do I need to watch this story again, even though I've seen it countless times in my past life?
Ciel strode out of the common room, maintaining his Disillusionment Charm, and headed towards the forbidden book section.
He doesn't intend to interfere too much in the lives of the Hufflepuff badgers.
He simply couldn't bring himself to mingle with a group of innocent and carefree children.
Whether in terms of ability or ideas, we are from different worlds. If we can't get along, it's better to keep our distance.
Upon entering the library, Charles saw a familiar figure again.
Hermione Granger was engrossed in reading several thick books, which Shire glanced at and noticed were works on Transfiguration.
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He remembered that in the story he had seen in his previous life, Hermione's talent in Transfiguration was only average. He never expected that she would be working so hard on Transfiguration now.
Was it due to my own influence?
Indeed, Hermione is most famous among the Hogwarts students for her Transfiguration, which is also a specialty of Gryffindor. It seems that Hermione doesn't want to lose to her in this area.
Shaking his head, Ciel gave Hermione the look of someone looking at a child, and without disturbing Hermione, walked straight into the depths of the forbidden book section.
As usual, he continued to peruse the various large books in the forbidden section, filling his memory palace with them.
Despite his current domineering and triumphant state in the Forbidden Forest, Shire understands that his ability to kill indiscriminately, raise Dementors in Azkaban, kill Snape, easily take down Crabbe and Goyle, and even raise giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest, is all due to his formidable strength.
With strength comes everything; once you become complacent, everything you possess may turn against you.
Those dark creatures and black wizards are not to be trifled with.
Besides, he was probably already being watched by Dumbledore.
If you don't want to play along with this old man's childish games, you absolutely need to be strong enough.
As a former office worker who had struggled in society, the idea that hard work always pays off—which students take for granted—was seen by Xia Er as a blessing, and he felt he should be punished by heaven if he didn't seize it.
He focused intently on flipping through those works, feeling his spirit grow stronger as they were filled into his memory palace. He was so engrossed in this process that he almost forgot about the passage of time.
By the time I came to my senses, most of the day had already passed.
The Ministry of Magic has sent receipts for the potion ingredients he ordered, indicating that they will be delivered in a couple of days.
Lucius also indicated that things were looking forward to it, and he could send Shire to Hogwarts within two days at the latest.
At the same time, Lucius also provided the Charles with a message.
Ciel had asked him to search for information about the Necronomicon. Lucius said he had already asked old Crabbe and old Goyle, who had given him the parchment fragments, but both of them said they couldn't remember. He would check later.
When he saw these messages, Charles initially remained calm.
When Lucius finally mentioned the Necronomicon, Ciel's gaze suddenly froze.
He immediately sent a signal to Lucius.
"Who did you ask?"
At Malfoy Manor, Lucius looked bewildered and confused, not knowing what he had said wrong.
He answered truthfully.
"Old Crabbe and Old Goyle..."
The next moment, in Hogwarts, Shire's expression suddenly darkened.
Old Crabbe and Old Gore?
Those two idiots, Shire had already cast a mental spell on them, making them die on their own after leaving Hogwarts.
With their pitiful mental strength, and having never even practiced Occlumency, they had no chance against the mental magic cast by Charles.
Almost two days have passed; they should be dead by now.
Where did Lucius get their information about the Necronomicon from?
In an instant, Shire strode out of the library and Apparated to Malfoy Manor in an empty corner outside Hogwarts Castle.
Lucius was still feeling uneasy when he heard a loud bang and saw Charles appear in front of him.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
Isn't the Shire at Hogwarts?
Hogwarts forbids Appamination!
Furthermore, Malfoy Manor is protected by a spell that prevents Apparition from taking place; even Snape in the past could only Apparate outside the manor.
How did Ciel get in?
Lucius felt a chill run down his spine.
The methods of this Lord Charles Evans seem to be even more shocking than I imagined.
He immediately adopted a respectful expression.
"Lord Ciel, what's going on?"
Charles, however, had an icy expression.
Tell me the details of your conversation with old Crabbe and old Goyle.
"Isn't there something wrong with these two?"
Lucius was taken aback, not expecting that Charles had come for these two.
He said hesitantly.
"There's nothing wrong with them. They're exactly the same as the people I usually see. Lord Ciel, what's wrong?"
Charles gave a cold laugh.
"Exactly the same?"
"Two people I killed are standing in front of you, looking exactly the same as usual?"
"Hehe, this is interesting."
Charles gripped the mithril wand and said softly.
"Where is their mansion? Take me there."
Upon hearing this, Lucius gasped.
Have old Crabbe and old Goyle been killed by the Charles?
When did this happen? Was it the time when they asked them to notify Charles to go to the Forbidden Forest, and Charles killed them?
Wow, this little devil is terrifying!
But then, cold sweat broke out on Lucius's back.
If that's the case, then who were the two people I saw?
Realizing something was amiss, Lucius swallowed hard and hurriedly led Charles toward the mansion of old Crabbe and old Goyle.
Just like Crabbe Jr. and Gore Jr. were very close and almost inseparable.
The two houses are very close to each other; they are neighbors right across the street.
At this moment, the mansion was brightly lit and looked perfectly normal, with laughter and cheerful voices occasionally drifting out from inside.
Lucius hesitated.
"Lord Ciel, what, what's going on..."
Charles narrowed his eyes.
He couldn't see anything wrong with either of the two mansions to the naked eye.
However, even with his current medieval-level spiritual power, he could still vaguely sense a strange and chilling feeling.
That's why Charles stopped moving forward.
Without knowing the full story, he didn't want to put himself at risk.
Just then, the curtains of both houses were pulled open a crack.
As if by some unspoken agreement, old Crabbe and old Goyle both peeked out from behind the curtains, looking at Charles and Lucius outside the mansion with warm smiles.
Lucius felt a chill run down his spine.
He didn't know what was happening, but at that moment, an instinctive fear gripped him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Charles also narrowed his eyes.
The two of them opened the curtains almost simultaneously and noticed their arrival.
Old Crabbe and Old Gould didn't have that kind of insight.
A cold smile appeared on his face.
"That's interesting."
Lucius asked timidly.
"Lord Ciel, what should we do now? Should we go in and take a look?"
Charles gave him a speechless look.
"Are you an idiot?"
"You're going in to look without knowing anything about the situation?"
Lucius hesitated.
"How will we know what's wrong with their family if we don't go in and check?"
Ciel raised his wand, his gaze cold.
"I don't need to know what's wrong with them. All I know is that their continued existence in this world is a mistake."
"Since it's a mistake, just fix it."
The next moment, the mithril wand burst forth with light as bright as the sun.
After a long time, Ciel recited the incantation once again.
"Eternal Blazing Sun!"
A ball of light flew rapidly from the tip of the wand, then suddenly expanded, enveloping the two mansions and everyone inside, radiating light and heat like the sun.
With Ciel's current mental and magical strength, the Eternal Blazing Sun Spell truly felt like the sun descending to earth.
Burn everything, especially the dark things!
As the light and heat gradually dissipated, the two mansions were razed to the ground, and nothing could be seen inside anymore.
Upon witnessing this horrific scene, Lucius swallowed hard, his eyes filled with even greater terror as he looked at Charles.
There were servants and some unrelated people inside the mansion. Ciel simply cast a spell and razed both mansions to the ground.
This act cannot be described as nothing more than ruthless killing!
His expression grew increasingly reverent, and his legs were still trembling when he left and returned to Malfoy Manor.
Shire returned to Hogwarts, his expression cold, intending to continue reading in the restricted section.
But just then, he heard a mocking laugh.
Charles frowned instantly and gripped the mithril wand once more.
That laugh sounds familiar.
"Dark?"
"Is it you?"
However, there was no further response to these inquiries.
A moment later, only Lucius sent a message that was filled with terror.
"Lord Ciel!"
"Old Crabbe and Old Gore have sent me invitations to their banquets..."
Charles paused for a moment, his expression suddenly turning serious.
The next moment, he Apparated again, taking Lucius to the outside of the two mansions.
The two mansions, which had just been razed to the ground by the Eternal Blazing Sun, were now as if nothing had happened, still brightly lit as before.
Old Crabbe and Old Goyle drew back the curtains again, and smiled at Charles.
The two men pointed through the window to the two invitations in Lucius's hand, which invited Charles and Lucius to a banquet three days later.
The two seemed to be reminding Charles not to forget the time of the banquet.
Lucius felt a chill run through his body and inwardly groaned.
What's going on here?
How could I have run into such a bizarre thing?
After a moment of silence, Ciel drew his mithril wand, his expression indifferent, and tapped the wand repeatedly.
"Eternal Blazing Sun - Triple Spellcasting"
"The Sun Without Light - Triple Casting"
One after another, dazzling or invisible orbs of light flew out, unleashing terrifying magic and razing the two mansions to the ground once again.
This time, Ciel didn't stop even after arriving here, still waving his wand as if he wanted to destroy the land beneath the two mansions as well.
Ten minutes later, under the scorching heat and endless light, the ground beneath the mansion was baked into glass, making it impossible for any living thing to survive under such conditions.
Charles then sneered, casually flicked his wrist, and burned the two invitations Lucius was holding to ashes before turning to leave.
But the next moment, Lucius, who had breathed a sigh of relief and was preparing to leave with Ciel, suddenly stiffened and his voice trembled.
"Ciel...Lord Ciel..."
Charles turned around abruptly and saw the two mansions standing intact in the distance once again.
Old Crabbe and Old Goyle were still in the same place, watching the Charles and smiling.
However, there was already a clear hint of mockery and malice in that smile.
The two men pointed to Lucius's hand, where the two invitations, which had been burned to ashes, reappeared.
Lucius was nearly terrified, feeling as if he held a death warrant instead of an invitation.
Charles looked at old Crabbe and old Goyle, who were laughing, and suddenly laughed too.
He slowly grinned, picked up the two invitations, and slowly stuffed them into his mouth.
With a gulp, Charles swallowed the two invitations, licked his lips, and looked at the two people in the mansion.
"A banquet, is it?"
"Okay, I love banquets."
"It's just that I have a big appetite, so don't let me down. Prepare more food, or I'll end up eating the organizers too."
"You guys love to laugh so much, I hope you'll still be able to laugh on the day."
Old Crabbe and Old Goyle were stunned for a moment, then their mouths stretched into wider grins as they let out a silent, maniacal laugh, as if mocking Charles's arrogance.
Charles, too lazy to pay them any more attention, turned and left with Lucius.
Lucius was deathly pale.
"Lord Ciel, what is that?"
Charles shook his head, about to speak, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.
The mocking laugh from Darke that he had heard earlier rang in his ears once more.
The laughter grew louder and louder.
"How is it, Charles, my friend? You've begun to make contact with the ancient times."
"I told you, the age of the ancients will return, and you are the key to open that door."
"I don't know what method you used to cause me so much trouble, but it was useless, absolutely useless."
"The awakening of the Great Old Ones is irreversible; it is the end of all destiny. No matter how you try to stop it, it's futile. Like a small pebble stuck in a gear, do you think you can stop the gears of fate?"
"No, that will only create more and more distortions and forces centered on you, to crush you and set the gears on a new track!"
"You see? The horror of the ancient times is just the tip of the iceberg. There's no use running away. More and more things like this will happen, constantly surrounding you."
"Fear? Terror? It's useless, absolutely useless. Ancient madness is your only refuge!"
At that moment, Charles also smiled, his eyes burning with unfathomable greed and fervor.
"fear?"
"Fear?"
"Dark, my old friend, why should I be afraid? I'm happy, I'm so happy I could burst!"
"Food, all food, all nutrients!"
"I thought you'd hide in R'lyeh in the dream and never come out again, but I never expected something like this to happen, that something like this would actually reach out to me. Do you know how happy I am?"
"The feeling of the tentacles writhing in my mouth and then being bitten down and bursting with juice, flowing wildly down my throat, what a feeling of satisfaction that arises!"
Charles's face lit up with fervor, and he even blushed with excitement.
"That's amazing, that's really amazing!"
"I thought I'd be spending a boring school year at Hogwarts, Dark, you guys really know how to make things fun!"
At this moment, Lucius, who was standing to the side, was so frightened that his legs went weak.
He couldn't hear Dark's mad ramblings at all; all he could see was Charles spouting excited, delirious babbling.
Just as Lucius was wondering if he should run away, Charles had recovered from his ecstasy and glanced at Lucius.
Lucius was almost in tears.
If Charles went mad, he truly didn't know what to do about this bizarre situation.
"Lord Ciel, what should we do now?"
Charles simply said something indifferently.
"What should we do?"
"I don't care. I won't die or go crazy. It's you who will suffer if you get involved."
"Want to live a full life with your mind intact? Then hurry up and gather all the potion ingredients I need before those two devils' banquet begins."
Lucius nodded nervously.
Next, he vividly demonstrated the potential that people can unleash when faced with a life-or-death crisis.
With the Malfoy family's connections and resources fully mobilized, the rarest materials used to prepare the reversion potion arrived at Hogwarts the next day, along with the Ministry of Magic's cargo.
Charles looked at the potion ingredients that had been prepared, a hint of anticipation on his face.
"Initiate preparation of the ancestral potion."
(End of this chapter)