v2 Chapter 1763： Once story (1/2)

Although this guy seems to be an idiot in front of him, but Ai Wen did not relax his vigilance, he carefully looked around.

This place made him feel very uneasy, and the magic around him was too strong.

He could feel that the Ravenclaw family's castle was intact at this point in time, and the powerful magical array was complete. The magical powers of the castle were all gathered here, gathering in the huge spherical sacred stone carvings in front of him.

The magic is so full, the magic is so obvious, it is totally unimaginable in later generations.

This is completely the difference between the low devil and the high devil!

Although I don't know what this magic does, it's undoubtedly very powerful. If Hogwarts Castle has such powerful magic to defend, Avon feels completely different about the invasion of Voldemort or Black Wizard.

This is not a wizard, or a power that a wizard with a mortal body can match.

”So, what is the feeling of crossing time? Is it the same as when using magic? Is it like eating a honey lollipop? You know, I have seen a lot of magic books, knowing a lot of magic spells and spellcasting skills. But because I can't feel the magic, I never experienced the feeling of using magic. My sister told me that it feels very comfortable, just like the mouth contains a large piece of honey lollipop, but Not so tired...” Dalyan said incessantly, looking out, because he was too excited, he had a lot of things to say with Ai Wen.

The child mentioned the most is his sister, then the aunt and his father.

In his world, it seems that only these three people look like him. He does not seem to have other playmates of the same age.

The guy in front of him is nothing like the Dalyan that Aiwen saw before, wisely as if he saw everything in the world.

This entity-owned Dalyan, how to say, tone, look and all aspects, and his appearance of age are very matching, is a 13-year-old boy, even if Ai Wen did not answer, he also has a lot to say.

”Ms. Ravenclaw asked me to come here, for what?” Ai Wen asked directly, ignoring his idiot problems.

He is not interested, and he has no time to share the feeling of using magic with this guy.

For Ai Wen, the Dalian in front of him was just an ancient man who lived thousands of years ago. His name is unknown.