Vol 2 Chapter 629: The Hand of Vecna (Sincere thanks to the Silver Lord for Love)

Now that the purpose of developing the staff has been determined, Ravenclaw scorned the powder pile that had been dried by Abidaqi's death technique and was absorbed by Allen's new staff, and finally collapsed into a pile of powder. , She sniffed: "Go, go back to my secret room at Hogwarts."
After speaking, she snapped a finger lightly, and the house elf Maggie appeared in the room. She Nunuouly signaled the house elf to clean up the aftermath, clean up the room, and returned to the house in Hogwarts with Alan. In the study room in Wenclaw's Secret Chamber that collected various books and weird objects.
Ravenclaw's finger ran across the label of the huge storage shelf, "Do you have anything you want to take away?"
Alan’s heart seemed to have been thrown into a boulder. The fact that he had been deliberately ignored made the atmosphere heavy. For the witch this time, goodbye is nearly a thousand years later-he will soon be the third In the time of the second and last conversion, they will not meet again as they do now.
It can even be said that when we meet again next time, the dark-brown-haired Rowena Ravenclaw no longer exists, and the object of the reunion is the tranced little girl with light blond hair who makes her dreams.
"Let's take a look." Allen concealed his sadness. The relationship between the two did not need to be polite to each other. He stepped forward and turned his back to the dark-haired witch deliberately, and the witch was on those tables. He walked around lightly between the bottles, some blindly picked up those things at random and then put them back without even looking at them.
Ravenclaw looked at the wizard’s back and brought her voice to the other person. She calmly said in a tone that had already begun to show signs of becoming trance: "I will have a lot of time afterwards, is there anything? Want it? I can collect it for you."
Ravenclaw said lightly that he still had a lot of time, which caused the dam that Alan had just built to collapse again. The wizard tried to make himself take a deep breath and slightly raise his head to avoid tears from falling.
"I will stay here until the Mage Tower is completed and Helga..." Ravenclaw's voice softened slightly, "Then I will use the remaining time to start using the power of deception to collect faith and those Nether scrolls. I don’t know what we will lack in the future. You better tell me in advance, otherwise my journey will be wasted.

"Okay." Allen forced himself to cheer himself up and turned and walked towards the huge stone table full of debris in front of Ravenclaw-escape is useless, so try to do your best: "Regarding the magic plants required for formulas such as magic potions and attribute potions, they have either been extinct in my time or are on the verge of extinction. I will make a list. You help me collect some seeds- You will master some of the abilities of time in the future. Since you can make the powerful time converter I carry now, I believe you will have a way to save them for the future."
"Okay." The witch agreed, even though Ravenclaw's voice, who was staring at Alan at this time, sounded as erratic as the clouds in the sky.
The witch leaned down, put himself on the stone table with his hands and brought himself closer to him, and said to the witch who was close at hand in a tone as if he was stating a fact: "I will collect enough souls and go back to the future. Taking the resurrection stone will bring you back—after that we will never be separated."
Rowena Ravenclaw did not speak, but just moved his head over and leaned towards the other party.
After a while, their emotions returned to normal a bit.
Sitting on a velvet cushion behind the stone table, Allen tilted his head and put his chin on the shoulder of Ravenclaw who was sitting on him. His eyes were cast on those on the stone table that seemed a little messy. The collection, and finally focused his eyes on the dry hand of the man who was supported by a soft cushion and covered by a glass cover engraved with intricate magic texts, "I didn't feel any magic fluctuations from its body." , But you cover it like this for... Is this the hand of Vecna?"
"Yes, it's it." Ravenclaw nodded his head on Alan's shoulder. "Vicna used to be a mortal king who turned himself into a lich. His left eye He and his left hand were lost in the battle with the men who had betrayed him, so he made his lost hands and eyes into powerful magic items-although they also carry a powerful curse."
"What's the specific use of it?" Allen lifted the glass cover and directly picked up the withered human hand. The cursed black air instantly entangled Allen, spreading upward on the wizard's arm--but it seemed Blindly trying to drill into the opponent's flesh and blood like unable to find the entrance can only stay on the surface of the skin.
Because of the power of the underworld, Alan, who has already studied the general curse, obviously has enough means to protect himself. After looking at it for a while, he put it back on the mat and covered it. The entangled in his hands before The black qi faded back in an instant, and his pale arms were intact.
"You would be interested in this kind of thing? It does have a very strong magical power. If the person wearing Vic's hand touches it directly, it will be hurt by the cold. And if it is completely grasped by this palm , The vitality will be absorbed by it. In addition, similar to the dementor’s ability to influence others around it, it can make people around you feel the fear created by magical powers. During the battle, if the will is not firm or the brain will not be blocked It will affect normal performance ~EbookFREE.me~ and reduce personal strength." After explaining the function, Ravenclaw said disapprovingly, "Its shortcomings are also obvious, and you need to cut yourself off. In order to replace the hand of Vik, the eye of Victor can be used to exert its maximum power. Once taken off, the wearer will die. In addition, even if you do not cover it, they will affect the mind sooner or later. I gradually lose my mind, become cruel, irritable, and eventually go mad-for our present existence, it has no practical value at all, and I keep it as a memento of historical value."
Alan reached out from under Ravenclaw’s armpit and touched his chin: "Roina, I just know the whereabouts of the magic eyes, of course I don’t wear them myself, I just give them out as gifts... …I need you to help me build two ruins with similar styles in the future, one to save the hand of Vecna ​​and leave some forged information about me, and the other…I also need a fresh man’s heart, You can put it in after I remodel it a bit."
Ravenclaw nodded as an acceptance. It seemed that she didn't care about this hand. What made her remember is another thing, "One more thing, about the task you need to do the last time you switch..."
"What?" Alan was a little confused, "not just collecting souls?"
"Not only that, I made a prediction about the three kings, three wars and three invasions-it is also considered you to help me take some responsibility for Hogwarts." The witch let her upper body fall back. Yang, she stared wide-eyed as if she was using the power to see through the human heart to stare into Allen's eyes: "Our previous objects were sinners who committed unforgivable crimes or monsters who were born evil, but you can absorb it next time. It's the innocent Muggles, can you bear this sin?"