Chapter 352: Gryffindor Applications

Ivan did not understand what Gryffindor meant by the enemy he would have to face in the future.

It was hard for him to imagine why he had to face a nightmare from the void. The next enemy he met was just Voldemort who was about to return, that's all.

Seeing Ivan's hesitation, Gryffindor waved his hand and the blood red Philosopher's Stone reappeared.

It was not as complete as it was now, it was split in the middle and divided into two halves.

The crack was not smooth, as if it had been crushed by something.

"You should have known by now that the Treasure Key I left was split into two parts due to the civil strife of the centaurs, and there's only one of them left here." Gryffindor picked up a piece of the Philosopher's Stone and tossed it to Ivan, "If you want, you should be prepared to face the centaurs who took the other half of the Philosopher's Stone and the evil existence behind them."

"I heard that they once believed in an evil god called the Forest God, who split the Philosopher's Stone you left behind for its power." Ivan replied.

Was that unspeakable evil spirit what Gryffindor called the nightmare of the void?

"The so-called evil god is actually a monster that ancient wizards inadvertently summoned from the void. It was sealed in the swamp, deep in the Forbidden Forest." Gryffindor said solemnly, "In the Middle Ages, wizards in pursuit of great power had done many crazy things. They had used countless human bodies and souls to summon the undead, demons, and evil spirits. Many evils that existed in ancient times were summoned because of it. But with the end of that mad age, the old dark creatures returned to the void, or were sealed away and went to sleep."

Ivan looked at Gryffindor with surprise. After seeing the evil creature left by Slytherin in the subway ruins, he read many ancient magical books.

Among them, Ivan found some clues, but they were not complete.

This taboo story was rarely mentioned, or even completely forgotten by the world. To be told by a wizard who had experienced it firsthand was an extremely rare experience!

"In our time, these powerful dark creatures of the void, called gods by some, had become as much a part of mythology as the ancient sorcerers to you now. No wizard had ever seen them. I didn't believe in the existence of these things either before I saw them myself." Gryffindor was silent for a while and sighed. "But what happened next proved my ignorance and stubbornness. When Salazar was studying this, I laughed at him for wasting my time."

"Not everyone knew that Slytherin left subway ruins outside the Forbidden Forest, and there was a monster like you said..." Ivan repeated what he had seen in the subway ruins some time ago, as well as his inferences about Herpo the Mad.

Gryffindor did not speak; he was brooding and pacing back and forth across the room.

"The monster you spoke of is very similar to the evil god I encountered, but it is not the same." He said slowly. "Obviously, that thing was artificially created. Perhaps, as you have deduced, it is Herpo the Madman himself. That evil black magician tried to use unknown evil magic to transform himself into a god."

"God?!" Ivan took a breath and didn't know what to say.

He stared at Gryffindor and felt a slight tremor come over him.

If all this was true, then Herpo's ambition was beyond everyone's imagination.

Not only did he want to escape the fate of death, but he also wanted to be a god!

Splitting the soul to make Horcruxes, which seemed to be beyond the general level of higher dark magic, was only a trivial part of all his plans.

"Salazar didn't tell us. He had been conducting his research in secret. In fact, his subsequent state was very unstable. I thought it was due to the disagreement over the matter of admission." There was a glimmer of concern on the Gryffindor's face.

He walked quickly to the long Slytherin table, picked up the large scepter surrounded by the two snakes and examined it carefully for a while, and then the expression on his face gradually calmed.

"Ivan, I urge you to find all the Keys and open the Treasure we left behind." Gryffindor looked at Ivan seriously. "If what I fear really happened, then what is left in the Treasury will be your only chance."

Ivan didn't understand what he meant, and what Gryffindor was worried about.

Even Voldemort, whom he had referred to as the evil scion of Slytherin, didn't seem to worry him that much. But now...

Gryffindor's reaction cast a dense shadow over Ivan's heart.

Things did not seem as simple as he thought. He wanted to ask about the details, but Gryffindor had no intention of explaining.

"In general, my poor friends, the centaurs, found the "evil god" deep in the swamp. They broke the seal left by the ancient sorcerers, brought him back to worship, and woke him from sleep." Gryffindor motioned for Ivan to be quiet and continued to tell the story of the centaurs. "They called him the God of the Forest, and offered him flesh and blood. As he slowly regained his strength, the evil creature of the void transformed the centaurs with dark power."

Ivan thought of the hideous statues he saw in the hall of the Temple of the Centaurs and imagined that they had been created by the evil god.

"Centaurs are mighty warriors, but they have no powerful magic. They only deal in stargazing and healing magic." Gryffindor continued, "But with the transformation of the evil god, they gained the ability to cast spells. The centaurs were ecstatic, and no one expected how much they would have to pay for it later. They were addicted to the dark power and gradually transformed into horrible monsters."

"Fortunately, not all centaurs believed in that evil god." Gryffindor approached Ivan and said, "With my help, the untainted centaurs waged war against the monster and its followers, and finally emerged victorious, resealed it and drove the fallen out of the tribe."

Ivan did not speak, but he was thinking of the ferocity of the Centaur Civil War.

"Before I was sealed, the evil spirit broke the Philosopher's Stone I left behind. It did not seem to sense my existence, but thought only that it was a powerful source of magic. Because all I left behind was a conscious mind, unable to use magic in reality, I was unable to stop it from doing anything." Said Gryffindor, looking seriously at Ivan. "You have to be prepared. If you want to get the full key, you have to face the evil god and the evil centaurs that support him."

"I know." Ivan nodded his head, his heart beating violently.

He was also immersed in the stories of Gryffindor, deeply impacted by these unknown mysteries.

"As I just said, there are additional challenges for you." Gryffindor continued speaking, "I will use this illusion magic to teleport you back to the Centaur War eight hundred years ago, so that you can see for yourself the enemy you are about to face..."