A New Story

Daisy poured herself Mead:

"Fairy Morgan's magical talent was equally astonishing. After defeating the Immortal in this land, Merlin became the king's great magician, busy with mundane affairs and government affairs every day... while Morgan focused on refining her magic. Through inheriting the legacy of the Immortal, her understanding of astrology and time and space became increasingly profound. I even suspect that after defeating the Immortal, Morgan's magical skills had surpassed Merlin's."

The bar owner wore a look of regret on her face. She couldn't help but feel sorry for that Legendary Wizard. If Merlin had been as proficient in magic as Morgan, he might have been spared Vivian's seduction... Perhaps a more powerful Legendary Wizard could have created a better world.

"Guided by the phases of the sun and moon, and numerous stars, Morgan discovered a strange space-time. It exists outside of reality, before everything began, and after everything ended; it can be the past, or it can be the future..."

At that time, this spacetime was slowly returning to the real world. If no one observed it, perhaps decades later, or perhaps seconds later, it would merge into the river of time, becoming just another ordinary and insignificant day in history.

Loren listened quietly, even his breathing was very soft. The fact that Mrs. Dursley used Morgan to refer to the Legendary Wizard Fairy Morgan stirred a strange and subtle feeling within him.

The behind-the-scenes story hidden in the pages of the history book slowly unfolds before him, and an incredible secret is about to be revealed.

The fate of those Immortal, the fate of Merlin and Morgan, the fate of Vivian...

"Morgan found Merlin and tried to expose Vivian's true colors, but love..." Daisy glanced at the girl who was lying unconscious on the table, then gave Loren a meaningful look.

Although it's unclear how things will develop in the future, based on our recent conversation, this girl clearly holds the view that wizards and Muggle should merge and live in harmony—just like she used to be.

I wonder what choices Descendant of Morgan will make, whether they, like Merlin, will be blinded by love and go down the wrong path...

However, it doesn't seem like a mistake now...

Loren waved his hand impatiently. "Go on, what are you looking at me for?"

Daisy looked away, took a sip of Mead, moistened her lips, and cleared her throat. "Even Legendary Wizard can be blinded by Inner Eye. Merlin refused to believe Morgan, and the two had a big argument. They almost came to blows when Morgan tried to use life-ending magic on Vivian."

"This is why the records of the relationship between Merlin and Morgan in later A History of Magic are always vague. They were friends who studied magic together, but also enemies who were hostile to each other."

Looking at Daisy's sentimental expression, Loren couldn't help but mutter, "Merlin sounds like a love-struck fool, or rather, a love-struck fool with water mixed in with his brain."

"Love-obsessed?" Daisy's eyes lit up. "That's an interesting way to put it..."

"However, this wasn't Merlin's fault. That's just how history is. Even the greatest wizards are just ordinary people; they're not perfect." Daisy shook her head and continued, "In the end, the two of them sat down and had a proper talk. Considering the worst-case scenario, Merlin had to acknowledge Morgan's concerns. And so, the greatest plan in history began to be laid!"

"They used the Sand of Time to capture that strange spacetime and fixed the portal node in Merlin's oak wand... On the night of the full moon, Vivian tricked Merlin into going to the bottom of the lake and locked him in a cage."

"Heavy jewels were piled on a cage made of gold, Merlin's mouth and nose were blocked by the lake water, and he could not utter the spell to escape... Many evil Immortal jumped out from behind the boulders on the shore and poured the most evil, vicious and deadly spells they could think of onto Merlin."

Meeting Loren's somewhat nervous and probing gaze, Daisy slowly said, "The powerful Magic Power storm triggered the spatial portal in the Oak Wand, and Merlin sealed these Immortal and himself into the fragment of spacetime."

Loren listened with great enjoyment, feeling thoroughly satisfied.

Taking a sip of Mead, Loren vaguely realized that it sounded somewhat similar to Dumbledore's plan to deal with Voldemort —both involved using themselves to lure the enemy into a trap.

I heard Merlin is also an old man with a white beard. Is this some kind of talent skill?

Tsk, Merlin can trap a whole bunch of people, Old Dumbledore can only trap one person and even lose his own life in the process...

Upon closer examination, Merlin's romantic nature becomes quite debatable.

This led those Immortal hidden behind the scenes to willingly abandon their wings and claws accumulated over thousands of years, and travel thousands of miles to willingly fall into the trap set by Merlin and the Fairy Morgan.

It all seems like Merlin did it on purpose, deliberately pretending to fall for her charms and deliberately breaking up with Fairy Morgan...

"Hiss~ He looks like a cunning old fox no matter how you look at him..."

Loren took a deep breath, subconsciously shaking his head to clear his mind of the jumbled thoughts, and continued to ask, "So what happened next? Did Merlin perish with them, or did he kill them all?"

"None of them..." Daisy shook her head and said slowly, "Those Immortal are the most outstanding and talented wizards in thousands of years. Conventional magic can't harm them, even if they are ambushed and beheaded, they can come back to life after breaking through the boundary between life and death."

"That's quite similar to the nature of Horcrux ..." Loren nodded, not surprised at all. "What about the Killing Curse? Didn't he use that curse to kill an Immortal before?"

"That's what makes Merlin great..." Daisy paused, picked up her glass but then put it down again. "Since killing that Immortal, Merlin has become even more aware of the true nature of that magic: stripping away the soul and ending life. Such purely evil magic is no different from that of the Immortal, and Merlin doesn't want to use that magic anymore."

"..." Loren was speechless for a moment.

Well, it's hard to say.

Good protagonists often have this problem to some extent, and Harry seems to have a bit of it too... But considering that Merlin used himself as bait to imprison all the Immortal with him, his saintly behavior was a sacrifice of himself, and others have no right to judge.

Loren took a sip of Mead and exclaimed, "A saint, a true saint."

"Yes, we ordinary people can't understand his choices, and likewise, we can't surpass his achievements, nor can we become Legendary Wizard like him who changed the world..." Daisy sighed. "In the fragment of time and space, Merlin didn't kill the Immortal, and the Immortal couldn't do anything to Merlin. They lived there together. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Merlin began to pursue Vivian."

Daisy paused for a moment, as if she herself found it difficult to speak, before continuing, "Morgan from the outside world contacted Merlin several times through astrological magic. Once he saw him sitting on the same oak tree as Vivian, and another time he saw him obeying Vivian's every command."

Loren couldn't swallow the Mead and couldn't help but cough, "Cough! Cough..."

I take back my previous thought; I thought he was an old hand, but it turns out he's a genuine, pure-hearted lover.

Well, this makes it even harder to judge.

Daisy probably fully understood his thoughts. With a helpless expression, she took a big gulp of Mead, feeling deeply sorry for the Legendary Wizard while vehemently condemning Vivian.

Loren slowly calmed his indescribable emotions and breathing, and continued to ask, "And then what? They lived happily ever after there?"

"Live happily ever after..." Daisy's lips twitched a few times. "What an interesting way to put it. I hope so... In fact, after Morgan's last contact with Merlin, that spacetime was completely sealed off, and we can no longer know the details inside."

Loren opened his eyes wide with curiosity. "What happened during the last communication?"

"The world at that time broke free from the control of the Immortal. The old order was destroyed, and while it was full of vitality, it was also full of chaos. New ambitious people were constantly trying to seize power and master the magic of immortality..."

Daisy's voice was cold, seemingly full of disdain for the group of ambitious people. "The Immortal imprisoned in the fragments of spacetime are also seeking to escape. They are making various attempts to spread evil magic, hoping to gather another group of minions to rescue them from their prison in the other dimension."

"Merlin keenly sensed this sign and demanded that Morgan destroy all magic related to immortality in the real world, erase all memories of the Immortal, remove written symbols, destroy stone monuments and buildings, and completely erase all traces of the Immortal ' existence..."

"Without Immortal as a goal, ambitious people will become obsessed with the endless pursuit of power, wealth, or strength. Their existence will eventually end with death, and the world will develop according to its normal trajectory."

With a profound reverence, Daisy said in a low voice, "Fairy Morgan has fulfilled Merlin's request. As she walks toward the natural end of her life, the dark prehistoric era has completely vanished. The story of the two Sage has come to a temporary end."

Loren's heart skipped a beat. He took a sip of Mead, blinked, and stared at Mrs. Dursley:

"And then, the story doesn't end there, does it? Otherwise, you wouldn't be here, and the Leaky Cauldron wouldn't be here either."

"Yes, although Merlin blocked time and space, and Morgan erased history and memory, the wonder of magic far exceeds our imagination..." Daisy's expression became somewhat heavy. "The Immortal have found a way to communicate with the real world through their blood and soul."

"Despite their low efficiency, they painstakingly conveyed the message that people in the real world are just living in a dream. They will forget it once they wake up, and even if a very few people can recall fragments, they will only laugh at the absurd dream."

"Until the Herpo the Foul was born, he was also a wizard of unparalleled talent. With his bizarre dreams and incomparable talent, he actually created unbelievable evil Dark Arts, including the method of conceiving Basilisk and the Horcrux magic of immortality."

Loren's mouth gaped open in astonishment. He had once discussed with Flamel the methods of conceiving Basilisk, combining astrology to create alien creatures, the conditions of which were unimaginably complex.

It's unbelievable that the origins of the Basilisk and Horcrux are like this. No wonder Hعلbo was able to create them; it turns out he had hundreds or thousands of years of basic experimental data accumulated by Immortal.

"Hعلbo successfully created Horcrux that could grant immortality, but just a few years after Horcrux completion, Hعلbo keenly discovered that both his Horcrux and his own soul were undergoing unimaginable changes. Someone attempted to invade his soul and alter his mind, and the proud Hعلbo resolutely destroyed the Horcrux and chose death."

"No wonder the records of Hعلbo in the A History of Magic are vague. No one in that era could have been a match for Hعلbo ..." Loren sighed. "Hعلbo, who was pursuing immortality, actually went to his death. He was clearly a dark wizard, and his name was the Herpo the Foul."

"Wait a minute..." Loren, who was lost in thought, suddenly frowned. "If there's a huge pit inside the Horcrux, then—"

Voldemort must have willingly jumped into the pit, nailed his own coffin shut, and then packed it up tightly with soil.

No wonder Voldemort was quite shrewd when he was in school, but the more Horcrux he made, the less intelligent he became.

"Mrs. Dursley! I have an important question..." Loren looked at Daisy with a serious expression. "Hعلbo has recorded the method of making Horcrux. In our time, there was also a dark wizard with exceptional talent who made Horcrux, and more than one... Due to some very complicated circumstances, if nothing unexpected happens, our headmaster should be able to solve it soon."

Thinking about it this way, Voldemort was truly a genius, constantly innovating. Not only did he have a large number of Horcrux, but he also had living Horcrux and living Horcrux...

Loren paused, looking at her hesitantly. "There shouldn't be any unexpected problems, right?"

"No, don't worry." Daisy looked at him with a smile. "This is what I'm going to tell you next, the story of the creators of Hogwarts — Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin, four Legendary Wizard."

Daisy wanted to refill her Mead, but found the jug was empty. She gently shook the jug, and the sweet aroma of the mead wafted out from the spout once more.

"As other stories begin, these are four exceptionally gifted wizards who, like them, dream of all sorts of absurd scenarios. Inspired by the Immortal, they grow exceptionally quickly, and the four come together with a shared vision to establish Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for all young wizards..."

"During a casual conversation, they were surprised to discover that they had both dreamed of similar scenes." Daisy poured herself a glass, then poured one for Loren as well.

"The Slytherin were well-versed in Dark Arts, and the wise Ravenclaw quickly realized that this was no simple coincidence. Gryffindor, with his sword in hand, once again approached King Ragnuk I, the goblin king, and persuaded the goblin with the most skilled blacksmithing to forge a vessel for exploring the origins of dreams."