Mysterious Journey

Chapter 997: The Scumbag Demon King

"But, didn't you say before that the Major Arcana doesn't do multiple-choice questions…"

"Wait until you become official Major Arcana, Ms. Apprentice Chariot. Short skirts."

"Does Dad come to school sometimes?"

"Yes, he returns to Hogwarts once a month for the regular meeting… Even with knee-high socks, socks only count as one item."

"Elena, do you have a lot of money? Is all the gold in Gringotts Wizarding Bank yours?"

"Those are actually considered debts. As for the money aspect—anything that has a price tag in the magical world is practically free for me. Hannah, that's two questions. You're running out of questions, don't waste them."

Elena looked at the silly girl who was down to almost nothing but undergarments, and shook her head helplessly.

It felt a little guilty to bully such a simpleton.

As for Luna, after asking a few questions, she stopped and began searching the wardrobe for a change of clothes.

While sorting through the clothes that Hannah and Hermione had thrown around, Luna recalled the rare serious demeanor of Mr. Lovegood during the meeting.

Anyway, she was already an Apprentice Major Arcana. Since witnessing one of Elena's meetings up close, she began to understand why her father was so strongly opposed to her joining the Major Arcana, and why Elena was so eager for them to grow up quickly.

Those adults really lack imagination. Elena must be… lonely in the Major Arcana, right?

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Hermione bit her lip, clutching the Hyperion uniform, and looked at Elena with resentment.

It was too despicable!

The lining of the Hyperion was a one-piece bodysuit!

In other words…

"You have one last question, dear Apprentice Justice."

Elena said smugly, although this little game didn't have any practical use.

However, it was still quite enjoyable to conquer the "Calculation Machine" with wisdom in this kind of situation.

"Thanks for the reminder. But, I've already decided what to ask for my last question."

Hermione glared at Elena, unzipped the back of the form-fitting combat suit, and took a deep breath.

"You let us serve as Apprentice Major Arcana ahead of time, is it because you're bored and need playmates, or do you really intend to entrust those life-and-death important decisions to us? Is this world just a game to you? Don't you think it's a little too ridiculous—"

"Don't overthink it, that's many questions."

Before Hermione could finish, Elena put a finger to the beaver's lips, smiling.

"I am a Seer with the Sight. In the future I see, you are the Minister for Magic—but that's not the only reason I strongly recommend you become a Major Arcana. The most important thing is, I don't want you to be too far away from me in the future… If you walk too slowly, then I will help you build a pumpkin carriage, so that even if I become the moon later, I won't be alone in the sky."

"As for the game? That description may not be accurate…"

Elena looked around at her friends in the room, and lowered her voice.

"This is a fairy tale, and you'll find that if you want a perfect ending to the fairy tale, it's much more difficult than completing a game."

"But we're only in our second year," Hermione said.

With this unconventional Major Arcana meeting tonight, she had an inexplicable sense of panic.

As the daughter of a doctor, even though her father was just a dentist, Hermione could still vaguely understand the weight of life and death, disease, and the things Elena and the others discussed in the meeting - deciding the direction of the magical world, and the fate of millions, even billions of people with a few words.

"You'll find it's not as complicated as you think," Elena said, "In the long history of human civilization, it's not uncommon for minors to participate in decision-making. This is originally a part of civilization and knowledge inheritance… You're the oldest of the four of us."

Elena looked at Hermione, who was still a little uneasy, and sighed.

So, smart, precocious children also have shortcomings - for example, Hannah and Luna wouldn't overthink things so much.

"You pretty much saw all the members of the Major Arcana today."

She thought for a moment, while helping Hermione take off the Hyperion's special Valkyrie combat suit, and explained.

"Look, not to mention Nicolas Flamel, the living fossil who uses potions to prolong his life every day, just Professor Dumbledore and my grandfather have at most a few to a dozen years of life left. Oh, right, there's also Mr. Newt Scamander, he's also in his nineties this year. Birth, old age, sickness, and death are unavoidable natural laws. They're only starting to prepare for their succession now, it's very late."

Elena casually commented, anyway, respecting the elderly and filial piety do not conflict with natural laws.

Even Dumbledore, this change now may not be out of these considerations.

Gellert Grindelwald abandoned this relationship, and Tom Riddle's alt account was ruined…

The professors in the school may be able to inherit the position of Hogwarts Headmaster, but there is no second rising star in the magical world who can take over the power of the "Guardian God" - if they don't hurry up and pass on some knowledge and ideas, the magical world may be even weaker in a few decades.

"Obviously, I will not necessarily inherit Hogwarts, I am destined to surpass all of them—"

Elena said calmly, as if she was stating a predetermined fact.

"Therefore, this is like chess pieces on a chessboard. No matter how many exquisite materials are replaced, some of the most basic positions will not change at all. At least until it becomes another intellectual activity, each position must have a new chess piece to occupy the rank."

"And the three of you are the successors after those three old wizards pass away."

Hermione subconsciously opened her mouth wide.

On the other side, Hannah and Luna also seemed stunned.

"Of course, this is a metaphor, not to let you take on their positions," Elena said, "I mean, a more ethereal thing, similar to social prestige, or social existence… You will slowly understand this later…"

She snapped her fingers lightly, and the obstructive clothes instantly disintegrated and slid to her feet.

Elena opened her arms, hugged the three little wings, and pushed them towards the luxurious bathroom in the Hyperion's bridge.

"Okay, go take a comfortable bath and rest well - it's vacation time now."

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That night.

Hermione couldn't sleep for hours.

She looked through the top window of the captain's rest area, staring at the twinkling stars in the sky, her mind blank.

Is she going to become a wizard like Professor Dumbledore in the future? You know, she was just an ordinary Muggle girl who didn't know the existence of the magical world a year ago. And now she has to move forward and think towards the goal of becoming the Minister of Magic and the Chief of the International Confederation of Wizards.

Hermione turned her head to look at the side, she wanted to wake up the culprit and talk to her.

But, when she looked at Elena's delicate face, Hermione suddenly didn't know what to say.

"But I'm only thirteen years old," Hermione thought in a mess, "If I'm really the Minister of Magic in the future, that's me after I grow up..."

"But—" a small voice in her mind said, "Elena is only twelve years old, and she's even a formal Major Arcana, do you want to look up at her like a stranger in the future, and only learn about her through newspapers? This dumpling is just too annoying!"

Hermione turned over, not looking at Elena's good-looking and annoying face.

Tomorrow they are going to Valkyria's research base, and then it is estimated that they will be flying around again.

Not surprisingly, she will probably become the clumsiest chocobo among the four.

If flying could be like doing problems, then she would definitely be able to fly well - relying on feelings, talents and other things is really unreasonable. No matter what, she also envies Elena's beautiful and handsome blue and white Valkyrie armor.

Thinking about Professor Dumbledore's important task, and thinking about flying, Hermione quickly fell asleep in a daze.

…………

However, the next morning, Hermione's prayers in her sleep seemed to have been answered by the gods.

After simply enjoying the breakfast that Elena cooked herself, Elena took out a few sets of test papers from nowhere.

They were about to set off to Valkyria's research base, but before that, they had to complete a simple baseline assessment. This was also the necessary procedure stipulated by Elena to test the driver's comprehensive ability and matching degree in driving mechs.

This is a very dangerous and difficult game, and she is not at ease to let the little wings rashly touch those experimental models.

Therefore, it is also very important to test their abilities in advance and popularize some basic knowledge.

Hermione sat at the captain's worktable and checked the test paper one last time, squinting her eyes with satisfaction.

The expressions of Hannah and Luna were obviously more painful. Hannah hadn't even finished the fill-in-the-blank questions on the first page - which covered a lot of mathematics and physics knowledge. Her specialty was in biology, and she was only slightly better than ordinary second-year wizards in these questions.

"I really don't understand, Sister Elena."

Luna looked at the questions on her test paper running from one end to the other, and even starting to play hide-and-seek with her along the parchment test paper, and said with some exasperation, "Why is mine moving? Does the Valkyria armor also move around by itself?!"

"Some models are designed that way, but your questions themselves are a test—"

Elena held a cup of hot tea, leisurely took a sip, and replied calmly.

"Don't use your eyes to look at those scurrying characters, you have to use magic to look at them, that's the way that suits you - Valkyria is not a mass-produced broom or quill, they are top-notch alchemical creations customized according to each of your characteristics."

In fact, she was lying.

The experimental models at the Valkyria research base were all built according to her magical qualities.

However, using different connection methods will produce different effects… As for the Valkyrie armor tailored for the wings? That will at least have to wait until they fly a few more times and collect the corresponding data before they can try to draw the corresponding design drawings.

The most wonderful thing is that, with Hermione, Luna, and Hannah, she finally doesn't have to complete these assignments.

As the question setter and reviewer, she had to write some test papers to consolidate her knowledge before each test flight, which was a bit too outrageous.

Since the original intention was to help the researchers collect data, the three little ones were obviously more suitable than her.

She called it adapting to the situation, which was originally a very reasonable thing.

Well, scientific distribution, of course it's not scum…

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