Chapter 426 Mysterious Island
Gryffindor, one of the Big Four, appeared in front of Rove. His first reaction was not as excited as when he saw Hufflepuff, but a little stunned...
Gryffindor was handsome, so there was nothing to say, but his appearance was somewhat similar to a friend Rove knew well.
Although it is not as exaggerated as Ravenclaw and Helena, the six or seven points are similar, but the subtleties of the eyebrows and eyes of the two are still very similar, especially the pair of ruby eyes and hair color.
But the difference between the two is clearly a thousand years!
Gryffindor also looked at Rove. He stared for a moment and said actively:
"You are Rove... When I returned to Hogwarts, I heard Helga talk about you, she was so proud of her words, saying that all the students in my school combined are not as good as you!
I didn't believe it at first, but when I arrived at the Kingdom of Nadia, I heard that you sneaked into Legnac's vault, surrounded by a group of fire dragons, and almost killed him... You are really good! "
Gryffindor rubbed his chin lightly with his thumb and index finger. He looked at the boy and joked:
"A student as outstanding as you is not sorted into Gryffindor? It makes no sense. What is the Sorting Hat doing?"
After the man finished saying this, he laughed and strode over. He patted the boy on the shoulder and picked up the sword again.
The hilt is inlaid with jewels, shining brightly, and the moonlight reflects bright light on the shining sword body.
Gryffindor shook a gorgeous sword flower and boasted:
"It's really a good sword... When I found it, it was already broken into several pieces, and the blade was also badly damaged.
I thought it couldn't be repaired, but Legnac told me that a broken sword can be recast! "
"Raignac intends to keep this sword for himself." Rove said softly, "He also specially made a fake sword to deceive me."
"Fairies can't restrain their greed. That's why the ancient wizards felt dissatisfied after creating them, so they recreated us."
Gryffindor pursed his lips and smiled slightly:
"Don't worry you two, I've warned Legnate that they won't make any more trouble."
"But Raignac will spread rumors that you stole his sword." Rove reminded:
"This rumor will spread widely among the goblins. In our era, goblins still think so."
"Whatever they say, goblins are hostile to wizards." Gryffindor didn't care, he put down his sword, sniffed, and said:
"It's so delicious. I've been driving all the way, and I'm so hungry now...can I have some venison from you?"
"Of course, we are all full, Professor," Cassandra said.
"Well, then I won't be polite to you two little guys."
Gryffindor sat by the bonfire, with a silver knife in his hand, and cut a piece of leg meat from a deer. After tasting it, he praised the deliciousness, and smiled again:
"How can there be meat but no wine?"
Gryffindor took out a flat crystal wine jug from his waist. After opening the bottle cap, the strong aroma of the wine overflowed. He took a sip leisurely and said:
"Come and taste it, both of you!"
Seeing that Gryffindor was so enthusiastic, Rove couldn't refuse. He took the small flagon, raised his head and took a sip. There was a mellow feeling on the tip of his tongue. After entering his stomach, his internal organs were even more comfortable.
Rove took another sip before handing the flagon to Cassandra who was eager to try. The girl also took a big sip, her face flushed instantly.
"Is it delicious?" Gryffindor blinked and said:
"I went to Greece and drank all the way. I tasted more than a hundred kinds of wine, and this wine is still the best."
Cassandra took another sip and quickly asked, "Professor Gryffindor, where did you buy this wine?"
"I didn't buy it." Gryffindor said quite proudly:
"I got it from the mermaid tribe in the Mediterranean, and those mermaids are all master winemakers.
They also raised a strange magical animal, as long as it is put into the new brewing water, it will have a mellow taste that has been stored for several years in just a few days. "
"Wine bug?" Rove asked.
"Rofe, you actually know about wine worms?" Gryffindor said in amazement, "I also went to that mermaid tribe to find out that there are such magical creatures."
"A friend told me." Rove smiled and replied:
"Her name is Myrcella, she is a golden two-tailed mermaid, and she comes from the tribe you mentioned."
"You have a wide range of friends." Gryffindor said, "The mermaids in that tribe are all stunning... Your friend is also very beautiful, right?"
Rove hummed, and suddenly remembered something. He inquired, "I met Myrcella when I was treating her...Professor, do you know greyscale?"
"I know." Gryffindor tore a piece of venison, threw it into his mouth, chewed the aftertaste slowly, and said slowly:
"A curse of the bloodline, which is only inherited from the female line of the golden twin-tailed mermaid family."
Cassandra pricked up her ears and asked curiously, "Are there any symptoms of this curse?"
"For all female mermaids, at the age of fifteen, gray scales will appear on one part of the body, and then spread to the surrounding area." Rove explained.
"That's right." Gryffindor nodded, "The infected skin will harden and become cold, like a stone, and finally cover the whole body.
When I went to the mermaid tribe this time, I met many such mermaids, and they would rather die than live. "
Rove hesitated, and asked curiously, "Do you know the reason for this curse?"
"I have checked many ancient books and records, and I have also asked about some long-lived magical creatures... I have done a lot of research.
There is a saying..."
Gryffindor poked the bonfire lightly, adding dead branches to the fire, and the dead branches burned and cracked, making a constant crackling sound.
"There is an island guarded by three mermaid siren sisters. The elder sister of the three sisters, Parcelope, fell in love with the ancient Greek wizard Odysseus."
"When Odysseus' ship left the island, Parcelope followed it."
Gryffindor looked at the flames with bright eyes and said:
"The three siren sisters once swore to stay on the island forever and guard a treasure, but Parcelope broke the oath and was cursed forever.
After Parseloper died, the curse continued to her descendants, that is... greyscale! "
Rove pondered for a moment, then asked:
"Where is that island?"
"There are many records in human history." Gryffindor said softly:
"Homer says that Odysseus encountered the island in the Strait of Messina between Sicily and Italy."
Rove thought for a while and said, "So it's in the Mediterranean Sea?"
"No." Gryffindor shook his head and said:
"King Arthur was badly wounded at the Battle of Jianlan, and he was sent to the island of Avalon by his sister Morgan for treatment."
"Avalon is also called Blessed Island, which is the island that Odysseus encountered, but the record about its location in the document "Vita Merlin"...is located in the southwest of Greenland."
Rove was a little stunned, the Mediterranean Sea and Greenland are far apart.
"Wizards in other regions have also recorded it." Gryffindor continued:
"Nordic wizards call it Valhalla, also called the Hall of Valor;
The wizards in the Middle East are called the Garden of Eden; the classical records in East Asia say that they are Penglai, Fangzhang and Yingzhou. Ancient emperors sent warlocks to go to the island to find the elixir of life... There are many more. "
Rove was stunned, and finally said: "So, where is that island?"
"No fixed place." Gryffindor said in an erratic voice:
"It is always floating on the vast sea, and occasionally people land on the island, and when they come down again, it will disappear.
No one knows, where it will stop! "
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