Chapter 1240 Giving birth

A sharp sword wrapped in endless cold light slashed towards him with such force that it seemed as if the sky was collapsing, making it impossible for people to resist!

Of course, a sword cannot be as big as a mountain.

However, the overwhelming momentum of the sword that was coming down on them made people feel as if a sharp peak was collapsing right in front of them!
Even though it was just a memory, Dumbledore and Amosta could not help but be stimulated and subconsciously raised their wands.

The Slytherin in front of them seemed to have anticipated this move.

There was no ripple on his deep face, but a hint of helplessness flashed across his light green eyes. Unknowingly, a snakewood magic wand with a hollow handle inlaid with gold patterns was already in his palm.

Without seeing how the magic wand moved, a basilisk head without a body, only a hideous snake head, blocked the sword's path.

After a crisp clang, the two rows of sharp teeth in the basilisk's bloody mouth engaged and clamped the sword blade that was shining with cold light.

Just one breath.
The sword blade trembled slightly, and suddenly a dazzling red electric light burst out, and under this powerful force, the basilisk's head collapsed into pieces and turned into black smoke!
The blade with electric light continued to cut down, easily tearing apart the phantom of Slytherin.

Slytherin disappeared, and at the same time, the half of the sword blade that emerged from the void also disappeared.

However, the confrontation did not stop!
In the center of the room enveloped by dense red electric light, there appeared an 'absolute territory' separated by hundreds of pure green starlight as precious as gemstones!
Within the range of the field, all the electric lights were melted!
The corners of Amosita's mouth twitched as he looked at the field.

Apparently, the 'teaching materials' that the founder of Slytherin House left for himself in his Gringotts vault were castrated versions.

And he himself has the ability to control a more perfect realm.

However, Amosta was not dissatisfied with this.

The essence of a domain is actually a rule space constructed by the wizard himself using his understanding of the nature of magic.

That is, the wizard uses the real world as a canvas to create a small world in which he himself is the "god".

Within the small world, the wizard himself almost possesses the authority of God!
The strength of the domain depends on the wizard's understanding of magic.

Wizards who can condense fields all have different understandings of the nature of magic and have taken their own unique paths.

So, no field is the same.

All Slytherin had left for him was revelation, so that Amosta himself could draw inferences.

A hearty laugh with a rough tone kept echoing in the void.

Under the control of the owner of the laughter, the electric lights floating in the room all attacked the area exposed by Slytherin.

Those lightnings were wrapped in a sharp aura, and each lightning was like a sharp sword. Thousands of sharp swords stabbed towards Slytherin's territory at the same time, intending to tear it apart!

The surging magical power collided with each other and emitted a brilliant color that was so dazzling that it even overwhelmed the sunlight that shone into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

But Amosta and Dumbledore both stared intently at the light that obscured everything.

The benefits of this unpredictable confrontation to both of them are self-evident.

The only regret is that they can only perceive the battle through vision, so the information they can obtain is limited.

For those wizards with profound magical attainments, magical perception is their real eyes!

The duel was in a stalemate, and it was obvious that Slytherin and Gryffindor were both controlling their strength to a perfect balance.

That’s why the office was not destroyed.

If they really let go, not only this room, but also the Hogwarts campus would not be able to withstand the aftermath of their fight.

"drink!"

There was a sudden sharp shout from the void, and Amosta and Dumbledore were immediately frightened. They predicted that this duel might be coming to an end.

The thousands of red electric lights that were attacking the field suddenly gathered together, and a sword of divine punishment that was formed entirely of electric lights, filled with the aura of destroying all things but mixed with vitality, suddenly appeared and cut down the head!

Hundreds of emerald green stars embedded in the void shone brightly, meeting the attack with full force!
As expected, the explosion and roar of the earth-shattering explosion did not occur. The sword formed by the red lightning was like a hot knife cutting butter. Although it was slow, it smoothly cut through Slytherin's domain, and the stars embedded in the void in the domain dimmed one by one.

Godric Gryffindor's smug laugh came from nowhere, but...
As the green light in the center of the room disappeared, under Amosita's solemn gaze, a gray smoke seeped out from the void!

These gray ominous magics deftly entangled the red lightning sword that was stretched across the void. Like a green leaf swept by the autumn wind, the sword condensed by Gryffindor withered under Amosita's solemn gaze.

"Salazar—"

After a few seconds of silence, a man with fiery red hair and a broad square face appeared from the void.

"Godric Gryffindor."

Dumbledore hummed softly, his eyes fixed on the man who exuded a fiery aura.

Amosta's heart was also beating slightly.

This was the third time he had seen Godric Gryffindor in person!
Judging from his appearance, the Gryffindor is now about forty years old, but Amosita cannot make an accurate judgment of his exact age.

Magic power can delay the aging of the body, especially for wizards who have reached a certain level of magical attainments.

Who knows, the Gryffindors and Slytherins are almost sixty years old now.

Staring at the gray fog that was dissolving his magic, Gryffindor's expression did not look very happy.
"You shouldn't use the power in that coordinate, Salazar. That power is very dangerous and cannot be controlled by wizards--"

"Power is power, not danger or safety, Godric. And—"

Salazar Slytherin also appeared from nothingness, and the gray mist lingering in the space was emitted by the Resurrection Stone ring he was wearing.

Salazar Slytherin looked indifferent. He raised the hand wearing the ring, and the gray mist returned to the Resurrection Stone Ring like a tired bird returning to the forest.

"You are provoking me, Godric."

"If you had seen what happened to that island as it was eaten away by death, you wouldn't have said that, Salazar—"

With a wave of his hand, the space in the office returned to normal in an instant. Gryffindor put the sword in his hand back into the scabbard, while Salazar, Amosta and Dumbledore all stared at the sword in his hand.

After hanging the famous Sword of Gryffindor on the wall, he took a towel from the shelf in his white shirt and wiped it while walking towards Salazar who was sitting on a high-backed soft chair. Seeing that his best friend still had a hint of displeasure between his brows, Gryffindor smiled and said,
“Don’t be so stingy, Salazar, you know, Rowena and Helga have left school, and I don’t know where they went.

And you are also tracking down the remains of Merlin in the world. I have been guarding Hogwarts alone for two months. This kind of life is too boring for me. I just want to have some fun for myself-"

Salazar Slytherin is tracking down Merlin's legacy?
Dumbledore's silver eyebrows moved, and his expression was confused.

Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw and Ms. Helga Hufflepuff both left Hogwarts without informing Gryffindor of their whereabouts?

Amosta narrowed his eyes.

This sounds very abnormal.

"Rowena hasn't written to you?"

Salazar picked up a cup of black tea, his eyes penetrating the lingering mist, examining the Gryffindor's expression.

"Oh, it's not gentlemanly to pry into a lady's secrets, is it?"

Gryffindor also got a chair and sat down. His carefree posture was in stark contrast to Slytherin's upright posture. He shrugged and said,
"You heard what they said before they left, Salazar. Rowena said she had some minor troubles and needed to be away for a while. Helga went to help her."

Gryffindor didn't seem to care.

But Dumbledore and Amosta, who were in the third person perspective, both noticed Slytherin's subtle expression hidden behind the curling white smoke.

Could it be
Amosta's heart moved.

Is Rowena Ravenclaw about to give birth? (End of this chapter)