Conquering the Heavens: Beginning at Hogwarts

Chapter 12 Memories (Revised)
"Li An, are you convicted?!"

The purple-clothed saint floating in the air spoke without any trace of emotion in his words.

"What's my crime? I'm the princess' bodyguard. It's my duty to protect the princess. What's my crime?!"

Li An, or Pan De from the previous life.

At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground, his hands and feet were all tied, and he was wearing a tattered prison uniform. He was gray and dirty, and looked extremely miserable.

But even so, he still held his head high, looking straight at the god-like saint and the emperor sitting on the throne.

"What's the crime? You are as humble as you, and getting close to the princess is a death penalty!" A slightly sharp, mocking voice came from the eldest prince of the Western Empire, the fiancé of Her Highness the Princess.

"How dare you insult me?!"

Li An raised his head and shouted, his eyes widened.

He has lived in this world for 25 years, has traveled all over the world, made great contributions to the empire, and even has a reputation in the Eastern Continent. How has he ever been called 'lowly'?
"Yo? What do you want to say, let me hear it?" The eldest prince cocked his mouth and pulled out his ears with one hand, while walking in front of Li An, he stretched out his hand and patted his face.

"I am a brave man in the cold night, preventing the night demons from invading the borders of the empire! I am a gold demon hunter. I have been hunting monsters for ten years, and I have killed 45 demon generals, one demon commander, and thousands of demon spirits!
"I once prevented the demon king from crossing the border in the northern part of the empire, and saved the entire west! The previous king awarded me the title of Marquis of Demon Hunting. I am a prince and noble, and I will not worship the emperor! How dare you insult me ​​like this?!"

Li An angrily scolded the eldest prince. He was extremely angry at this moment, and no amount of words could express the grief and indignation in his heart.

He said a lot, but looking at the eldest prince in front of him, he didn't hear him at all, and in a very humiliating manner, he wiped the earwax he dug out on Li An's face.

It happened to be wiped on a tattoo on his face. It was a tattoo representing the title of brave and a symbol of honor.

"You also said that it was bestowed by the former king~. But my grandfather is dead, and my father is now in power. Isn't it easy to take back what we bestowed on you?"

The eldest prince took out the one-character document very embarrassedly, and opened it for Li An to read.

"See, this is your crime, and the order to deprive you of all your glory and go to prison, do you understand now?"

The eldest prince leaned into Li An's ear and said softly, "You are our dog. Everything you have experienced was designed by us. Think about it carefully? When you stopped the night demon, who told you The location of the devil's lair, and who gave you the weapon?"

"When you were hunting monsters, who gave you the information, who told you about your weaknesses, and who let you go? Also, when you repelled the devil, who told you that the devil would appear there? Who told you how to fight back?"

"That pariah named Ah Yu seems to like you very much? He didn't forget to send you a quilt before he died."

"Do you think that a person born as a commoner can really be accepted by the royal family, entrusted by the nobles, and be a princess guard? It's all fake, and everything is just for show, for the commoners to see. You just got lucky and happened to be chosen."

The eldest prince lowered his voice, and told Li An everything in an extremely unbeatable tone.

Li An was stunned.
Scenes from the past flashed before my eyes——

The news from the mysterious man in the tavern, the weapons given by the uncle on the side of the road, the information given by the team members, the cooperation of the imperial army, and the courtesies of the nobles. It turns out that all of these are not the so-called aura of the protagonist, but designed by them.

My legend is just a well-designed drama
"Understood? If you understand, just accept it honestly. Bah! What is it, you are still yelling at me."

The eldest prince laughed, spat at Li An, and then kicked him to the ground.

Boom!
Li An's head hit the ground, but he didn't react at all at the moment, his eyes were extremely empty.

"Teacher, take away his magic pattern."

The saint didn't speak, but slowly stretched out his hand.

Pan De didn't know how to describe that pain, it was a feeling more frightening than the loss of life.

After being deprived of the magic pattern, he was thrown into the prison, and died of weakness and cold within two days.

He was still in a daze, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, his mind was full of the disdainful laughter of the eldest prince and the king, and the indifferent eyes of the saint in purple.

"Mammy. What should I do. I'm so frightened."

Pan De lay on the ground, only feeling cold all over.

His internal organs have been completely shattered, bones and flesh have been crushed together, only the outer layer of flesh is still there, but it is basically out of human shape.

He was dying, hanging only by magic power.

He had experienced this feeling before, one time when he died in the prison of Vayatlan, the capital of the Western Empire; the other time was when he had just traveled to this world and was abandoned by the side of the road.

This is the third time, just like when he was a child, he was very helpless, he could only curl up, expecting a miracle to come.

He unconsciously called out to the nun, and in his subconscious mind, the nun was the savior.

"Mommy, what should I do. It's so cold, Mommy"

In the subconscious cries again and again, Pan Demusic felt a heat flow from his chest.

And the heat flow became faster and faster, hotter and hotter, and gradually became scorching hot, warming his icy body in an instant.

This is?

Pan De's consciousness gradually became clear, and the pressure receded accordingly.

As the pressure receded, Pan De's body miraculously recovered.

The internal organs are remodeled and become tougher.

The bone returns to its original state, denser, stronger and more resilient than before.

The flesh and blood became firmer, and the skin became much thicker.

The body is no longer stiff, and the coldness is moving away.

Pan De exhausted the strength he had just recovered to open his clothes, and saw the source of the heat flow - it was the diary.

He struggled to take out the diary, but because his fingers were still stiff, the diary he just pulled out fell directly to the ground.

pat!

The diary knocked.

A burst of bright red light rose, like a firefly, flying in the air, gradually forming a sentence——

'Decided with the past, I am with you, my dear child. '

The light formed this sentence, and that handwriting, is it a nun?are you here?

"Mammy."

Pan De's eyes widened, and he desperately raised his head to look around. Although he didn't see anything, he could feel the familiar aura.

For a moment, tears burst out of my eyes unstoppable.

Pan De is not really cold-blooded, no matter how calm he is, he cannot forget and ignore the emotions deep in his heart.

The third life is human.

He cried three times.

Once because of his teacher's death, he cried for a day in front of the tombstone afterwards.

The second time was because all his partners died, and he cried all night after drunk.

This is the third time.

Although I didn't cry as long as the previous two times, there was no less emotion in it, or even more.

At this time, Dumbledore, who was lying on the side, also widened his eyes. He stood up and looked around. Finally, his eyes stopped in one place, and his lips moved slightly.

"I see."

I don't know what he said and what kind of response he got, but when he looked at Pender again, his look completely changed.

Some of the vigilance buried deep in it completely dissipated, leaving only deep worries.

(End of this chapter)