Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 135 Soul Split
The speed of the sword was extremely fast, and it crossed hundreds of meters in just one second.

Such a fast speed could not be avoided by a pair of flesh feet even with the wind speed spell. At this critical moment, Mike pointed the wand in his hand diagonally at the ground under his feet, and a red fireball the size of an egg flew out, hit the ground and exploded.

"boom!"

The explosion was not severe this time because Mike deliberately controlled the power, but because the distance was too close, the impact force of the explosion still knocked Mike away.

Fortunately, the armor on Mike's body was still effective, and the explosion did not cause any harm to Mike, but only caused some cracks on his transparent shield.

The long sword made a terrifying sound of breaking wind as it narrowly passed by Mike and stabbed straight into the stone door behind him. The sword was completely inserted, leaving only the hilt outside. A corner of Mike's robe was only slightly touched by the wind brought by the long sword, and it instantly turned into rags all over the sky. Mike himself was also blown away by the air wave brought by the long sword.

"Boom!"

Mike slammed heavily into the stone door behind him, and the transparent shield on his body shattered into pieces, turning into wisps of light powder and disappearing into the air.

The white-haired man in the distance saw that his final attack did not kill Mike, and for the first time in a thousand years, an expression of regret appeared on his face.

He shook his head slightly, sighed, and then disappeared completely. With the disappearance of the white-haired man, the long sword on the stone gate also turned into nothingness.

The disappearance of the white-haired man and the long sword seemed to have activated some kind of mechanism. The entire square shook violently, and the huge stone door next to Mike slowly opened in the vibration.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

When the vibration stopped, Mike struggled to sit up from the ground. He felt a dull pain in his chest and abdomen, and a sweet taste in his throat that wanted to burst out. He knew that he had internal injuries.

Although the armor on his body protected him very well, the previous explosion and the collision with the stone door still caused some injuries to his internal organs. You know, the impact force caused by a blunt object cannot be resisted by armor.

Forcibly suppressing the urge to vomit blood, Mike touched his waist.

If the light gate this time really sent himself here through some kind of teleportation device, instead of testing himself through an illusion like the previous times, his bag of seamless stretching spell should still be there.

Mike fumbled around his waist for a while, and when he touched a silk bag, a look of joy appeared on his face.

As expected, I was right. The bag of the Traceless Stretching Spell was still there!

With trembling hands, he took out a bottle of light green potion from the bag. This was the emerald potion that Mike had prepared when he was preparing to enter the Light Gate Trial for the first time. It was made of various medicinal materials such as white fresh, wind grass, and centipede. It had a strong healing effect on both external and internal injuries.

The taste of the Emerald Potion was very strange. In the words of the Weasley brothers who gave him the potion, it was like a mixture of elephant booger and rhino urine. Mike didn't know what elephant booger and rhino urine tasted like, but he did understand what the Weasley brothers meant by the very strange taste.

Mike suppressed the urge to vomit and drank the entire bottle of emerald potion. The sweet taste in his throat gradually dissipated.

After taking a short rest, Mike couldn't help but think of the mirror image just now.

No wonder none of the chosen ones over the past thousands of years could successfully complete the third trial. The strength of that mirror image is simply too strong.

What made Mike feel the most heartbroken was the sword of victory and covenant that disappeared along with the mirror image. Now that the hope of destroying the crown was shattered, did he really have to put on the crown and fight to the death with the main soul of Ravenclaw inside? He shook his head to get rid of the distracting thoughts. Now there was still a Ravenclaw soul that Mike needed to deal with.

After moving his body and feeling that the dull pain in his chest and abdomen had completely disappeared, Mike shifted his gaze to the opened stone door.

The stone door that had been opened was completely dark. Unlike the pitch-black darkness of the night, the darkness inside the stone door seemed to have a magical power, and even the light from the square could not shine in.

Seeing this, Mike hesitated whether to go in. Humans are actually phototactic animals and have a natural aversion to darkness. The darkness in the stone gate in front of him gave Mike a very ominous feeling.

After hesitating for a long time, Mike finally gritted his teeth and rushed towards the endless darkness.

As soon as he rushed into the darkness, the imagined scene of pitch darkness did not appear. What appeared in front of Mike was a familiar sea of ​​blue light.

Not far away, a beautiful woman was standing with a raven on her shoulder.

Mike suddenly had a very bad feeling in his heart, because the woman's appearance was very familiar to Mike. She looked exactly like a Ravenclaw lady.

"Is this the soul of Ravenclaw?"

Thinking of this, Mike was ready to wave the wand in his hand to cast a killing curse on her.

But when he waved it violently, he found that his hand was empty and the blackthorn wood wand was missing.

The Ravenclaw soul not far away smiled when he saw this, and waved his slender jade hand gently, and Mike flew out rolling as if he was slapped hard in the face.

The soul of Ravenclaw walked sexy cat steps to Mike, squatted down and whispered: "There is a road to heaven, but you don't take it. There is no door to hell, but you break in! Do you think I am really afraid of you?"

After saying this, the Ravenclaw soul reached out his hand towards Mike's head.

Her hand seemed to have no substance and reached directly into Mike's brain, but she seemed unsatisfied, and gradually her whole body turned into a shadow and flew in.

"Buzz!"

Mike felt his brain buzzing and he completely lost all sense of the outside world. The memories of Ravenclaw he received during the first trial kept appearing in front of Mike like slides.

At first, the images Mike saw were blurry and incoherent, just like watching a PPT. But as all the Ravenclaw souls entered his body, the images in front of Mike became clearer and clearer. Everything that the little girl named Rowena Ravenclaw experienced in his memory began to overlap with Mike's own memories.

As Mike's own memories and Ravenclaw's memories continued to overlap, Mike couldn't help but question his own existence.

"Am I Rowena Ravenclaw?"

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Mike shook his head vigorously to deny this terrible idea. At the same time, Mike understood in his heart that if he really thought that he was Ravenclaw just now, his body might have been occupied by Ravenclaw's soul.

(End of this chapter)