Chapter 367: Illusion Test

Chapter 367: Illusion Test
Xie Ling reached out and touched the Lion's Roar Arm Guard on the altar.

A deafening lion roar sounded, its volume comparable to that of the previous super-giant human-faced scorpion-tailed lion.

Xie Ling was shocked and dazed. His hand paused in the air for a while. Then his face became serious, as if he had made up his mind, and he grasped the Lion's Roar Arm Guard with both hands.

A dazzling golden light burst out, instantly turning the entire secret room into a vast expanse of white. Xie Lin was struck by lightning, and a strong warm current flowed from his hands into his body, rushing straight to his heart. In an instant, Xie Lin felt as if his heartbeat was ignited by fire, and he howled in pain.

When Xie Ling came to his senses, what appeared before his eyes was a completely unfamiliar environment. There were empty streets and many wizards in strange costumes standing around. Their clothes were completely different from those of modern wizards. Their fluffy wizard robes were covered with carvings and all kinds of strange symbols engraved with black and blue ink.

Xie Ling couldn't help but frown. Could it be that he... traveled through time?

His feelings about himself and his surroundings at this moment were extremely real. His head was full of spell knowledge, overflowing spiritual power, vibrant magic, and a body filled with strong vitality. All of them were still on Xie Ling. This undoubtedly made Xie Ling feel much more at ease in this unknown scene.

Don't forget, he himself is a Pensieve user, and he has entered other people's memories for the purpose of conducting experiments.

When using the Pensieve, what is actually displayed inside is a certain memory stored inside. Schelling can only be regarded as a bystander in that memory. All the people and creatures in the memory cannot see him, feel him, or talk to him, or even fight with him.

But the situation he was in now was obviously different from the process when he used the Pensieve - what Gryffindor sealed in the arm guard was not his memory. According to Schelling's judgment, this should be nightmare magic and illusion magic similar to the ones that the Hags were good at, allowing the recipient to enter a false world dominated by his own fear.

Judging from the way Sherin felt at the moment, he was most likely trapped in some kind of illusion woven by Gryffindor in advance. However, this illusion was too huge and too real - there were at least hundreds of ancient wizards with different appearances, expressions, and forms on the entire street. It was even difficult to guess what era it was just by looking at their clothes. Many of them had noticed Sherin, who was dressed in modern clothes, and gathered together to whisper to each other.

Is this...a test in facing an unknown environment?
Xie Ling sighed helplessly, this was indeed the Gryffindor style - Gryffindor's ideal heir must be someone with a personality similar to his own, so it was not difficult to guess -

In this situation, the first stop for the young Gryffindor wizard is undoubtedly to go to the busiest bar on the street, to drink with a few drunkards, and maybe even have a fight. In the end, he recognizes a hero and successfully obtains the first piece of information he has received here.

The first stop for the little Ravenclaw wizard is undoubtedly a museum, art gallery, or library. These places contain rich information on humanities, history, and geography. Looking up information there is indeed one way to find out the details of a place.

It's hard to say about the badgers - the cowardly ones like Zacharias Smith would probably find a place to hide first and wait for rescue from others, or at least wait until a few companions gather together before they dare to act with the strength of numbers; the other faction, like Cedric Diggory and Newt Scamander, usually choose to keep a low profile, avoid the surveillance of the surface world, and choose to secretly contact people in the underground world...

As for Slytherin, hahahaha!
Let me show you the power of krypton gold!
Xie Ling grabbed a handful of Galleons and scattered them on the ground. Although Galleons were not minted until Gringotts was founded by Gringotts in the 15th century, the yellow gold coins were considered hard currency no matter what era!

The reason is that magic cannot create gold!
"Who can answer my question?" Xie Ling said loudly, "These gold coins belong to him, only one person can do so. But if you answer wrongly," Xie Ling's tone suddenly turned cold, "you will bear the consequences yourself!"

Many people showed expressions of fear and returned to their houses at the same time, closing the doors and windows tightly without leaving any gaps.

The corners of Xie Ling's mouth rose slightly. Isn't this first-hand information?
From the Magic Eye, it can be seen that not all people here are wizards, there are also ordinary people. There is no magical fluctuation on their bodies. So it can be inferred that this is a place where wizards and ordinary people are allowed to live together in a peaceful way.

However, the way people looked at him was full of vigilance, which showed that the people in this place lived in isolation all year round and had very little communication with the outside world. That's why they were wary of Xie Ling, who was obviously an outsider from his appearance.

Looking at the surrounding buildings made of a mixture of mud, gravel and stone, this is at least before the fifteenth century. Considering the era of Gryffindor, it may even be the tenth century. Looking at the dusty streets, Xie Ling felt something was wrong. He frowned and thought hard. He looked at the houses with closed doors and windows, and a few bars, bakeries, pharmacies, blacksmith shops that were still in business... He finally knew where this feeling of something wrong came from - it was too clean here!
Whether it was the 10th century or the 15th century, European countries should still be in an agricultural society. Then why were the main products of animal husbandry, such as cattle, sheep, horses and donkeys, nowhere to be seen, and not even a piece of horse manure could be found on the ground?

Isn't it true that the economy of these people is centered around agriculture and animal husbandry? Then what do these people eat?
Although magic can increase food production, it cannot create food out of thin air.

Xie Ling smiled. This illusion world was really becoming more and more interesting!
At this time, a tall man with a rough appearance but a hint of heroism walked over. He was wearing a fiery red armor, with a griffin embroidered on his chest with special ink. His fiery red hair almost made her think she had seen the Wesley family.

"Young man, let me answer you!" The man walked forward with an uninhibited smile on his face. "Gryffindor, Godric Gryffindor, young man, are you from outside the city?"

Xie Ling remained unmoved and stared at the man in front of him.

Only when he approached did Xie Ling feel the temperament that was completely different from the Wesley family - he was surrounded by a burning fire, and there was a faint invisible wave of flame pressing towards the surroundings. Xie Ling took the opportunity to glimpse the "Sword of the Brave" hanging on his left waist, and the magic wand hanging on his right waist.

Yes, confirmed to be a young Gryffindor.

"I advise you to leave here as soon as possible. I'm doing this for your own good. Okay, just give me the money obediently!" Gryffindor reached out to grab the purse in Sherin's hand.

Xie Lin showed no fear on his face and sneered, "You haven't answered any of my questions yet. You are just like a robber by robbing me like this."

Sherin's reaction was somewhat beyond Gryffindor's expectations. He frowned and said, "Boy, you don't know who I am, do you? My identity, huh, huh, I'll scare you to death if I tell you - listen, boy, I have no ill intentions. A terrible battle is about to take place here. If you don't want to die, leave here quickly and give me all the money you have. You have just exposed your wealth in such a way that it has already attracted the attention of many desperate criminals. I dare say that if you don't give me the money now, you may not be able to leave here alive."

"Tsk tsk," Xie Lin smiled. See, didn't this clarify the whole story? The difference was that Xie Lin himself had been caught in the storm. "Don't scare me. I just came out of the mountains. My master said that there are only a few warlocks in the world who can rival me. Now you say someone wants to kill me. I want to see who has the guts to do that!"

The word "Warlock" is rarely used in reality today. Its meaning is more of an honor of some kind. For example, Dumbledore was the Chief Warlock of Wizengamot. However, the meaning of this word in ancient times was actually a battle wizard, which describes a wizard profession dedicated to combat, equivalent to the Muggle Knight.

Schelling, who was well versed in the history of wizards, used these common ancient words in order to better integrate himself as an outsider into this fantasy world.

Xielin put the purse back into his pocket space. Between the thumb and index finger of his left hand, he held a gold coin. He flicked it gently and flicked the coin towards Gryffindor. "Next," Xielin said with a smile, "This is what you deserve. By the way, what is the name of this place? And I just came out of the mountains. What year is it now?"

Gryffindor quickly caught the gold coin and said unhappily, "You are so arrogant. I mean it. Do you think I am joking? Never mind. It is the beginning of the tenth century. This is the estuary village of Woodcroft, located east of the River Wye. Do you know the Wye pterosaur? This place is very close to the territory of the pterosaur, so wizards can be accepted by the Muggles in this village because they need their help to protect the village."

A gleam flashed in Sherin's eyes. It seemed that Gryffindor had not created an illusion for him, but had asked him to join an adventure in his youth, and used this to determine whether his performance met his standards.

Schelling was not one of those Muggle readers who were brainwashed by wizards in his previous life. They regarded the novel "The Legend of King Arthur" that the Ministry of Magic deliberately spread in the Muggle world as a treasure and regarded it as real history. They talked about the time when Merlin was born on the website without shame, and often criticized diligent fan fiction authors based on this, in order to show the unique sense of superiority of a troll. Schelling in his previous life often felt puzzled. Using the setting of one novel to troll another novel, this behavior was a bit...

In fact, according to the real wizard history that Schelling is familiar with -

King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table should have appeared in the early tenth century. Schelling would be familiar with the history of the Wye River. It was here that Knight "Mad" Cadogan, one of the Knights of the Round Table, gloriously completed his famous battle - slaughtering the Wye pterosaurs!
As for Woodcroft, although wizards and Muggles can coexist peacefully here now, it is only because of the external threat of Wye Wyverns as a deterrent. Schelling knows clearly that in the near future, the wizards here will be expelled by Muggles and have to leave. The most famous of these people is Hengis of Woodcroft. After leaving here, he eventually settled in the Scottish Highlands and established the famous Hogsmeade village in later generations.