Chapter 271 True and False Big Four?
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 271 True and False Big Four?
Flames blazed and danced, burning the four wizards on the stake.
The medieval Muggles applauded loudly.
The 'priest version of Dumbledore', the 'noble version of Harry Potter', and the 'brother's version of Voldemort' in the stands were swallowing their saliva with wide-eyed eyes, watching this scene with great interest.
McGuffin mingled in the crowd, silently watching the Big Four performing with all their might.
Trying to show their fear, they let out a series of screams.
--what!
--what!
This acting skill is simply embarrassing!
Not to mention the flame that burned for a long time, but still didn't even burn a single hair of the clothes.
The big four were stupefied, they enjoyed the IQ suppression of teasing fools, and the physical stimulation brought by the two worlds of ice and fire.
Can't look straight!
The little respect McGuffin had for Hogwarts was completely destroyed by this scene.
Can't look straight at all!
After burning for a long time, under the reminder of Salazar Slytherin, the four "great" wizards realized that when their bodies were burned, there should be some changes.
—Is that the wand?The thing sticking out of the sleeve of the robe and falling into the flames was the wand, wasn't it?
MacGuffin slapped his forehead and rubbed his face so hard that he couldn't watch anymore.
Two of the four wizards had their wands dropped into the fire, and one was bound too tightly to pull out his wand, only Godric Gryffindor hastily pulled out his wand and cast an illusion, turning them into some kind of burning corpse.
Then under the cover of the illusion, several people hurriedly untied the rope and picked up the wand.
At this time, a few guys noticed that McGuffin stood out from the crowd and covered his face and couldn't look directly.
After seeing the McGuffin, several people had different reactions.
Some sighed, some were excited, some were very contempt... and some were calm.
After that,
The four wizards could only look "helpless" and walked down from the stake like that "fire alive".
From the blazing fire of the wood, with the vision of a grilled appearance (the appearance of a charred black corpse), slowly walked down, like a demon returning to the world.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Everyone in front of them screamed loudly in fright, and ran away with their heads in their hands.
McGuffin didn't expect that he would be able to see one day-Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and Voldemort pouted their buttocks together and ran away in fright.
In less than a few tens of seconds, only MacGuffin and four 'great' wizards remained.
Shi Shiran, the Big Four, walked to McGuffin's side.
"Let's play a game of Gwent!"
Godric Gryffindor said with that 'face' (the look of a charred corpse).
You could tell from his voice that he was trying his best to be friendly.
but……
Pieces of black, crisp skin peeled off and fell off.
Smiling, it creaked and clicked, and the outer skin continued to fall off... revealing the bloody pink muscles inside.
Plus that all-too-real 'smell'.
This made McGuffin feel a churning in his stomach, and an uncontrollable nausea surged up instantly.
--vomit!
Even Godric uttered 'Gwent! 'He couldn't express his shock at this kind of thing.
McGuffin bent over and retched, unable to move.
Those four guys didn't even think they came forward at all, supporting him and walking forward.
The fog began to surge again, drowning several people.
After a while, when the fog cleared, they had come to a tavern.
There was a burst of music with melodious Scottish bagpipe tunes, and a loud noise.
The atmosphere in the tavern is very lively.
The elves carry trays with various wine bottles on them, and the food comes and goes among the customers.
The aroma of food, the humming of drinkers, mixed together to play a magical song different from Hogwarts.
Guests of all races drink, chat, play cards and argue here...
A dwarf with a beautiful braided beard and a goblin in a suit and a briefcase sat in a corner playing cards.
There are stacks of gold coins on the table.
They started a new game with gold coins and gems as bets.
"Ah! The golden legend!"
The dwarves yelled loudly, danced when they were happy, and drank heavily, and the foam covered their long beards that were as shiny as copper.
"Where's my third company?"
When angry, the dwarves also shouted loudly, and also took a big drink.
Until he passed out on the table drunk.
Then, under the glaring gaze of the other dwarves, the goblins with smirking faces began to collect the gold coins lost by the dwarves on the table.
They are the most lively place in the whole tavern.
There are not only dwarves here, but also drow, ghosts, forbidden forest, orcs,...
The MacGuffin even saw a snake man swallowing and hissing.
He held a white piece and smiled slightly.
Just when the piece was about to be dropped, it slipped and the white piece accidentally fell to a position on the edge of the chessboard.
The panda man squinted his dark circles in disbelief, tried to stretch his neck, rubbed his head, and looked at it for a long time.
Overjoyed.
In a happy mood, he lifted his sunspot and pressed it.
——Five-star Lianzhu.
He won!
--It does not make sense!
"What is this?"
McGuffin looked at all this in bewilderment, but he had never heard of pandaren, dwarves and other creatures in Hogwarts history class.
So he hurriedly asked the Big Four next to him.
I don't even care a little-these guys still have 'scorched skin' on their bodies.
But there is no definite answer yet.
A tauren who was even stronger than Hagrid stood beside them with his hooves heavily lifted, and snorted forcefully.
The heavy nasal sound and the droplets sprayed several people's heads.
He was very angry, pointing his blue-haired three-fingered thumb to the wooden sign at the entrance of the tavern in dissatisfaction.
There is a line of big characters written on it.
——Kobolds, dragons and undead are not allowed inside!
Karma!
Good guy!
Outright racism!
"Ah! Bloodhoof, we are not undead! I am Godric Gryffindor!"
"I played cards with you yesterday! Don't you remember?"
Godric Gryffindor defended loudly.
It was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he said this, the blue-haired tauren became even more angry, and two thick white mist came out of his nose.
He slammed his fist on the table.
He said in a low voice, "Undead, no, let's enter!"
"Gran... Findor... the same, here... undead are not welcome..."
"Yesterday, that... debt, even if you... become an undead, you have to pay it back!"
For some reason, the tauren always spoke in paragraphs, and finally held back for a long time before shouting to Gryffindor angrily and coherently.
Obviously the tauren was in a hurry, he lifted Gryffindor's head with three thick fingers and was about to throw it outside the tavern.
"We are not undead, not undead... Salazar! Salazar! The rest of you save me..."
At this time, the other three giants have hurriedly lifted the illusion on themselves with their magic wands.
He was looking forward to watching a good show.
In particular, Salazar Slytherin yelled, "Bob! Bring three glasses of top-quality dark ale here! Make it more foamy..."
Hufflepuff was explaining to MacGuffin why there were such rules in this tavern.
It turns out that most of the dragons often rely on their own strength and ability to fly, but they often renege on their debts, and at the same time they don't talk about "card virtue"... they always yell and reveal other people's hole cards, point them out blindly, and refuse to admit their losses when they lose.
And the undead are a group of poor ghosts who don't eat. They come here... they don't spend money but play cards, and they are often eccentric. They want to pay for cards with their ribs, which makes Bob speechless.
——What kind of Yangshou card changing method, what kind of fast eight or something!
And there are always some strange smells such as rot on the body, which interferes with the appetite of other guests.
As for the kobolds, when they lose a card, they spray their opponents with foam all over their faces and yell loudly... One is okay, but the two of them together almost topple the entire roof, and the spitting stars can cover half of the tavern like rain.
When Helga Hufflepuff explained to McGuffin the origin of the rules here, Gryffindor finally found out the wand and dispelled the illusion for himself when the Bloodhoof Tauren threw him out.
(However, a fat beating is inevitable...)
Godric Gryffindor was cursing and complaining about the people around him as he returned to his seat with two bruised eyeballs.
"How can you ignore death?"
McGuffin stared at the four players on the poker table, barely knowing what to say.
After half a day, when they drank their third cup of dark ale, McGuffin finally spoke.
"Are you really the Big Four?" he asked.
McGuffin already wondered if what he saw was a dream.
Unexpectedly, Godric Gryffindor did not hide much, but laughed out loud, and several people looked at each other and said.
"As you might think, we are not the legendary Big Four!"
"And...you look at all this in the tavern, don't you think it looks very familiar?"
McGuffin looked around again,
——Bob, Tauren, Drow, Dwarf, Goblin...
He suddenly realized that all of this was imagined in his mind, and the games from his previous life appeared here.
"This, what is this?"
"We are every thought in your mind, we are the embodiment of the thoughts of the Big Four in your mind..."
"don’t worry!"
McGuffin was just worried that the secrets of his traverser and system would be exposed, but Godric Gryffindor said comfortingly.
"We are you...or part of your mind..."
"How could I reveal my secret!"
"Think about it carefully, is it really possible for all of this to happen? The legendary Big Four can actually behave like that on the stake - find a magic wand for a long time!"
"Wait, you mean you are me..."
"It's actually my subconscious that makes you so funny..." McGuffin suddenly realized.
"Fart your X fart!"
When McGuffin was about to scold, he suddenly realized that it was really what this guy said.
Isn't that scolding yourself.
Shir!This statement is invincible!
No, I bounce you, you bounce me, bounce!Bounce!
Does the legendary [Seven Injury Boxing] perform its own moves?
McGuffin looked at the Big Four in front of him with a stomach ache. He still couldn't believe that it was him who was holding the heads of the four legendary wizards.
What's more, I didn't expect that I was schizophrenic... I was actually a funny person!
"It's what you think it is!"
"You're a jerk!"
"Did you realize that?"
Several people chatted non-stop.
Shir!
"You..." McGuffin asked.
Why does he feel as if the four guys on the opposite side know every thought he thinks.
Very weird.
"Didn't I tell you? We are part of the mind...whatever you are thinking, you can't hide it from us!"
"Let's put it this way! Now this world is created according to all the memories in your mind. It will construct the world you most desire, just like the Mirror of Erised... But no one thought that you constructed such a world! The ritual of the Big Four was wasted..."
"Every person who is tested will create such a unique world in his own mind... and the thoughts of the Big Four will combine everyone's thinking in this unique world through magic spells to create a form, a concrete image."
"And these four representations will form the most suitable test for the challenger with all the thought fragments..."
The four of them answered each other one sentence at a time, and finally they all answered in unison.
"This is when the Big Four were selecting a qualified heir...and found that the requirements of the four of them were too harsh, and even some conditions could not be met by themselves. After a final discussion, they decided that this is the most suitable way to choose a real heir."
"In other words...you are your own greatest test!"
"Only those who constantly overcome themselves can keep moving forward."
Ok!
The scene in front of him was even weirder.
McGuffin thought.He still had some doubts.
Why didn't they recognize themselves before.
Before he could ask a question, Gryffindor explained directly, "We didn't find you on the stake in the previous scene..."
"Let's say this as an analogy! It's equivalent to the cutscenes in those games in the previous life... We were still loading at that time!"
"So you cast the [Freezing Flame Curse] because of this?"
"No, because then you are really a joke yourself! That's why we did this!" Gryffindor said of course.
Gan!
McGuffin vomits blood!
— scolding myself!
There was a long silence, and McGuffin couldn't speak.
The Big Four were tightly tasting the food and wine in the tavern.
"Okay, when you see through this world...and stop being obsessed with it, you have completed the first test!" Ravenclaw said calmly.
"Who would have known that you would construct such a world? This test itself is the most difficult! Many famous and powerful wizards are addicted to their own fantasies and cannot extricate themselves..." Helga Hufflepuff said.
McGuffin looked around, the corners of his mouth twitching.
——Under certain circumstances, this may indeed be the world I most desire in my phantom.
But such a world can be seen at a glance that it is not real.
"Okay, let's start the second test!"
"You want the World Tree, don't you! That's Hufflepuff's secret!" Godric Gryffindor said.
"But you still have to pass the test of all of us..."
"This is the most difficult test that you can arrange according to the thought fragments in your mind...the ruthlessness is to the extreme, you have to be mentally prepared!" Gryffindor said with a very serious expression.
"So... are you ready?"
McGuffin took a deep breath to calm himself down.
"I'm ready!"
"Then... as the successor to the great Hogwarts Big Four, you will now face the most brutal test!"
"As I said before..."
"Let's have a game of 'Gwent'!"
exclaimed Godric Gryffindor excitedly.
ヾ(°°)——Playing cards!play cards!
"What?"—(⊙_⊙)??
(End of this chapter)
Flames blazed and danced, burning the four wizards on the stake.
The medieval Muggles applauded loudly.
The 'priest version of Dumbledore', the 'noble version of Harry Potter', and the 'brother's version of Voldemort' in the stands were swallowing their saliva with wide-eyed eyes, watching this scene with great interest.
McGuffin mingled in the crowd, silently watching the Big Four performing with all their might.
Trying to show their fear, they let out a series of screams.
--what!
--what!
This acting skill is simply embarrassing!
Not to mention the flame that burned for a long time, but still didn't even burn a single hair of the clothes.
The big four were stupefied, they enjoyed the IQ suppression of teasing fools, and the physical stimulation brought by the two worlds of ice and fire.
Can't look straight!
The little respect McGuffin had for Hogwarts was completely destroyed by this scene.
Can't look straight at all!
After burning for a long time, under the reminder of Salazar Slytherin, the four "great" wizards realized that when their bodies were burned, there should be some changes.
—Is that the wand?The thing sticking out of the sleeve of the robe and falling into the flames was the wand, wasn't it?
MacGuffin slapped his forehead and rubbed his face so hard that he couldn't watch anymore.
Two of the four wizards had their wands dropped into the fire, and one was bound too tightly to pull out his wand, only Godric Gryffindor hastily pulled out his wand and cast an illusion, turning them into some kind of burning corpse.
Then under the cover of the illusion, several people hurriedly untied the rope and picked up the wand.
At this time, a few guys noticed that McGuffin stood out from the crowd and covered his face and couldn't look directly.
After seeing the McGuffin, several people had different reactions.
Some sighed, some were excited, some were very contempt... and some were calm.
After that,
The four wizards could only look "helpless" and walked down from the stake like that "fire alive".
From the blazing fire of the wood, with the vision of a grilled appearance (the appearance of a charred black corpse), slowly walked down, like a demon returning to the world.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Everyone in front of them screamed loudly in fright, and ran away with their heads in their hands.
McGuffin didn't expect that he would be able to see one day-Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and Voldemort pouted their buttocks together and ran away in fright.
In less than a few tens of seconds, only MacGuffin and four 'great' wizards remained.
Shi Shiran, the Big Four, walked to McGuffin's side.
"Let's play a game of Gwent!"
Godric Gryffindor said with that 'face' (the look of a charred corpse).
You could tell from his voice that he was trying his best to be friendly.
but……
Pieces of black, crisp skin peeled off and fell off.
Smiling, it creaked and clicked, and the outer skin continued to fall off... revealing the bloody pink muscles inside.
Plus that all-too-real 'smell'.
This made McGuffin feel a churning in his stomach, and an uncontrollable nausea surged up instantly.
--vomit!
Even Godric uttered 'Gwent! 'He couldn't express his shock at this kind of thing.
McGuffin bent over and retched, unable to move.
Those four guys didn't even think they came forward at all, supporting him and walking forward.
The fog began to surge again, drowning several people.
After a while, when the fog cleared, they had come to a tavern.
There was a burst of music with melodious Scottish bagpipe tunes, and a loud noise.
The atmosphere in the tavern is very lively.
The elves carry trays with various wine bottles on them, and the food comes and goes among the customers.
The aroma of food, the humming of drinkers, mixed together to play a magical song different from Hogwarts.
Guests of all races drink, chat, play cards and argue here...
A dwarf with a beautiful braided beard and a goblin in a suit and a briefcase sat in a corner playing cards.
There are stacks of gold coins on the table.
They started a new game with gold coins and gems as bets.
"Ah! The golden legend!"
The dwarves yelled loudly, danced when they were happy, and drank heavily, and the foam covered their long beards that were as shiny as copper.
"Where's my third company?"
When angry, the dwarves also shouted loudly, and also took a big drink.
Until he passed out on the table drunk.
Then, under the glaring gaze of the other dwarves, the goblins with smirking faces began to collect the gold coins lost by the dwarves on the table.
They are the most lively place in the whole tavern.
There are not only dwarves here, but also drow, ghosts, forbidden forest, orcs,...
The MacGuffin even saw a snake man swallowing and hissing.
He held a white piece and smiled slightly.
Just when the piece was about to be dropped, it slipped and the white piece accidentally fell to a position on the edge of the chessboard.
The panda man squinted his dark circles in disbelief, tried to stretch his neck, rubbed his head, and looked at it for a long time.
Overjoyed.
In a happy mood, he lifted his sunspot and pressed it.
——Five-star Lianzhu.
He won!
--It does not make sense!
"What is this?"
McGuffin looked at all this in bewilderment, but he had never heard of pandaren, dwarves and other creatures in Hogwarts history class.
So he hurriedly asked the Big Four next to him.
I don't even care a little-these guys still have 'scorched skin' on their bodies.
But there is no definite answer yet.
A tauren who was even stronger than Hagrid stood beside them with his hooves heavily lifted, and snorted forcefully.
The heavy nasal sound and the droplets sprayed several people's heads.
He was very angry, pointing his blue-haired three-fingered thumb to the wooden sign at the entrance of the tavern in dissatisfaction.
There is a line of big characters written on it.
——Kobolds, dragons and undead are not allowed inside!
Karma!
Good guy!
Outright racism!
"Ah! Bloodhoof, we are not undead! I am Godric Gryffindor!"
"I played cards with you yesterday! Don't you remember?"
Godric Gryffindor defended loudly.
It was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he said this, the blue-haired tauren became even more angry, and two thick white mist came out of his nose.
He slammed his fist on the table.
He said in a low voice, "Undead, no, let's enter!"
"Gran... Findor... the same, here... undead are not welcome..."
"Yesterday, that... debt, even if you... become an undead, you have to pay it back!"
For some reason, the tauren always spoke in paragraphs, and finally held back for a long time before shouting to Gryffindor angrily and coherently.
Obviously the tauren was in a hurry, he lifted Gryffindor's head with three thick fingers and was about to throw it outside the tavern.
"We are not undead, not undead... Salazar! Salazar! The rest of you save me..."
At this time, the other three giants have hurriedly lifted the illusion on themselves with their magic wands.
He was looking forward to watching a good show.
In particular, Salazar Slytherin yelled, "Bob! Bring three glasses of top-quality dark ale here! Make it more foamy..."
Hufflepuff was explaining to MacGuffin why there were such rules in this tavern.
It turns out that most of the dragons often rely on their own strength and ability to fly, but they often renege on their debts, and at the same time they don't talk about "card virtue"... they always yell and reveal other people's hole cards, point them out blindly, and refuse to admit their losses when they lose.
And the undead are a group of poor ghosts who don't eat. They come here... they don't spend money but play cards, and they are often eccentric. They want to pay for cards with their ribs, which makes Bob speechless.
——What kind of Yangshou card changing method, what kind of fast eight or something!
And there are always some strange smells such as rot on the body, which interferes with the appetite of other guests.
As for the kobolds, when they lose a card, they spray their opponents with foam all over their faces and yell loudly... One is okay, but the two of them together almost topple the entire roof, and the spitting stars can cover half of the tavern like rain.
When Helga Hufflepuff explained to McGuffin the origin of the rules here, Gryffindor finally found out the wand and dispelled the illusion for himself when the Bloodhoof Tauren threw him out.
(However, a fat beating is inevitable...)
Godric Gryffindor was cursing and complaining about the people around him as he returned to his seat with two bruised eyeballs.
"How can you ignore death?"
McGuffin stared at the four players on the poker table, barely knowing what to say.
After half a day, when they drank their third cup of dark ale, McGuffin finally spoke.
"Are you really the Big Four?" he asked.
McGuffin already wondered if what he saw was a dream.
Unexpectedly, Godric Gryffindor did not hide much, but laughed out loud, and several people looked at each other and said.
"As you might think, we are not the legendary Big Four!"
"And...you look at all this in the tavern, don't you think it looks very familiar?"
McGuffin looked around again,
——Bob, Tauren, Drow, Dwarf, Goblin...
He suddenly realized that all of this was imagined in his mind, and the games from his previous life appeared here.
"This, what is this?"
"We are every thought in your mind, we are the embodiment of the thoughts of the Big Four in your mind..."
"don’t worry!"
McGuffin was just worried that the secrets of his traverser and system would be exposed, but Godric Gryffindor said comfortingly.
"We are you...or part of your mind..."
"How could I reveal my secret!"
"Think about it carefully, is it really possible for all of this to happen? The legendary Big Four can actually behave like that on the stake - find a magic wand for a long time!"
"Wait, you mean you are me..."
"It's actually my subconscious that makes you so funny..." McGuffin suddenly realized.
"Fart your X fart!"
When McGuffin was about to scold, he suddenly realized that it was really what this guy said.
Isn't that scolding yourself.
Shir!This statement is invincible!
No, I bounce you, you bounce me, bounce!Bounce!
Does the legendary [Seven Injury Boxing] perform its own moves?
McGuffin looked at the Big Four in front of him with a stomach ache. He still couldn't believe that it was him who was holding the heads of the four legendary wizards.
What's more, I didn't expect that I was schizophrenic... I was actually a funny person!
"It's what you think it is!"
"You're a jerk!"
"Did you realize that?"
Several people chatted non-stop.
Shir!
"You..." McGuffin asked.
Why does he feel as if the four guys on the opposite side know every thought he thinks.
Very weird.
"Didn't I tell you? We are part of the mind...whatever you are thinking, you can't hide it from us!"
"Let's put it this way! Now this world is created according to all the memories in your mind. It will construct the world you most desire, just like the Mirror of Erised... But no one thought that you constructed such a world! The ritual of the Big Four was wasted..."
"Every person who is tested will create such a unique world in his own mind... and the thoughts of the Big Four will combine everyone's thinking in this unique world through magic spells to create a form, a concrete image."
"And these four representations will form the most suitable test for the challenger with all the thought fragments..."
The four of them answered each other one sentence at a time, and finally they all answered in unison.
"This is when the Big Four were selecting a qualified heir...and found that the requirements of the four of them were too harsh, and even some conditions could not be met by themselves. After a final discussion, they decided that this is the most suitable way to choose a real heir."
"In other words...you are your own greatest test!"
"Only those who constantly overcome themselves can keep moving forward."
Ok!
The scene in front of him was even weirder.
McGuffin thought.He still had some doubts.
Why didn't they recognize themselves before.
Before he could ask a question, Gryffindor explained directly, "We didn't find you on the stake in the previous scene..."
"Let's say this as an analogy! It's equivalent to the cutscenes in those games in the previous life... We were still loading at that time!"
"So you cast the [Freezing Flame Curse] because of this?"
"No, because then you are really a joke yourself! That's why we did this!" Gryffindor said of course.
Gan!
McGuffin vomits blood!
— scolding myself!
There was a long silence, and McGuffin couldn't speak.
The Big Four were tightly tasting the food and wine in the tavern.
"Okay, when you see through this world...and stop being obsessed with it, you have completed the first test!" Ravenclaw said calmly.
"Who would have known that you would construct such a world? This test itself is the most difficult! Many famous and powerful wizards are addicted to their own fantasies and cannot extricate themselves..." Helga Hufflepuff said.
McGuffin looked around, the corners of his mouth twitching.
——Under certain circumstances, this may indeed be the world I most desire in my phantom.
But such a world can be seen at a glance that it is not real.
"Okay, let's start the second test!"
"You want the World Tree, don't you! That's Hufflepuff's secret!" Godric Gryffindor said.
"But you still have to pass the test of all of us..."
"This is the most difficult test that you can arrange according to the thought fragments in your mind...the ruthlessness is to the extreme, you have to be mentally prepared!" Gryffindor said with a very serious expression.
"So... are you ready?"
McGuffin took a deep breath to calm himself down.
"I'm ready!"
"Then... as the successor to the great Hogwarts Big Four, you will now face the most brutal test!"
"As I said before..."
"Let's have a game of 'Gwent'!"
exclaimed Godric Gryffindor excitedly.
ヾ(°°)——Playing cards!play cards!
"What?"—(⊙_⊙)??
(End of this chapter)
