Under Adam's stunned gaze, Ravenclaw flew up and kicked Slytherin more than three meters away.

It was not that the kick was exhausted, but that Slytherin hit the wall.

Unexpectedly, Ravenclaw looked like a lady, but this sudden kick made Adam vaguely see the shadow of the White Horse Temple monk!

Are wizards of this era... all practicing magic and martial arts?

Remembering that Gryffindor's relic was a sword, Adam couldn't help thinking.

"Rowena! Calm down, Rowena!"

Gryffindor took out a round shield from somewhere to block Slytherin, and persuaded Ravenclaw in front of him.

Hufflepuff also hugged Ravenclaw's waist from behind:

"Calm down, dear! Two thousand years have passed, and the relationship between Tom Riddle and Slytherin is not that great anymore!"

"Inhale-exhale-"

Ravenclaw took a deep breath, and his tense body relaxed:

"It's okay, I'm calm."

Hufflepuff let go of Ravenclaw, but Gryffindor was still a little skeptical. After being glared at by Ravenclaw, he put away the round shield and walked away with an awkward smile.

Adam then realized that Gryffindor's round shield was hidden under the cloak and carried on his back. It was enchanted, and it would be automatically equipped as long as he reached out his hand when using it.

As for why Gryffindor didn't pass this round shield down...

Maybe it was because the Sorting Hat couldn't take such a big one?

While Adam was thinking about it, Ravenclaw had adjusted his mentality.

Although she knew that it was a bit far-fetched to blame Salazar for Tom Riddle's mistakes, Tom Riddle was too much. He didn't let her daughter go even though she was dead.

How could Ravenclaw, who had just heard that her daughter had turned into a ghost and that she would see her in two thousand years, bear this stimulation?

Now she had no other target to vent her anger on, so she simply took out her anger on Salazar. Anyway, with the other party's ability, it was not a big deal to get kicked.

On the other side, Slytherin swallowed a mouthful of old blood, tremblingly climbed up, looking at the Ravenclaw who still looked a little unfriendly and the Hufflepuff beside her with a flickering look, who seemed to be a little moved, and dared not say a word.

Tom Riddle, right? He remembered this name!

Don't fall into my hands!

"Ahem."

Not realizing that he had caused Tom, who was still an infant in Hogwarts, to face more disasters in the future, Adam continued to explain:

"The Ravenclaw diadem gave Tom Riddle some other ideas. He thought that the items he made next could not be ordinary things, which is why he later targeted Hepzibah Smith."

"On the one hand, he wanted to get back his ancestral locket, and on the other hand, the Hufflepuff cup, as a relic of the four founders, was also one of his goals. In the end, both of these treasures were made into Horcruxes by him."

"Humph!"

The anger in Slytherin's eyes rose more and more. His relics were made into Horcruxes, a dark magic prop, stained with killing and soul fragments. The other party really just used his bloodline as a banner and had no respect for him at all!

In addition, the act of splitting the soul to make Horcruxes, and even splitting it many times, was extremely stupid!

Giving up one's integrity for the sake of merely prolonging life can indeed enhance the ability to survive, but the soul will not remain incomplete forever, but will spontaneously absorb the power around it to try to return to completeness, and slowly the living thing will no longer be the original self.

It would be fine if he had fought hard at the end of his life, but the other party made Horcruxes at a young age, and made one after another...

This is so stupid that even Slytherin felt that he couldn't bear to watch it.

After the previous story (good show) was finished, Adam was satisfied and prepared to take the four people through time.

"Huh? Are you not going to continue?"

The four were a little surprised. How could this so-called news that could help them integrate into the future only have this point.

Slytherin: Why is there only my black status?

"Well, I have other people to find. A future wizard will explain the specific situation to you. He should be very skilled now."

Adam explained naturally.

If we really want to explain the world two thousand years later, we can't finish it in three days and three nights. We still need to experience it in reality. His good show has been watched, and the rest is of course left to Regulus.

Having skillfully sent the young version of the four founders to two thousand years later, Adam thinks Regulus should be very skilled now, right?

Adam now doesn't know what Regulus has experienced two thousand years later, and how much he has accumulatedResentment.

However, all this will be revealed only when he returns to two thousand years later. At this moment, Adam is still on his journey.

"Huh?"

A new era has just come, and a piece of parchment appeared out of thin air and flew towards Adam.

Adam quickly grabbed it and took a closer look, and couldn't help but gasp:

"Hiss..."

[Little friend from the future, I have no interest in overtime, don't bother me~]

Some playful cursive characters are very beautiful, and there is only a short signature at the end of the parchment - Merlin.

Being able to know one's origin and purpose in advance, such a person at least has the existence of the timeline of this world. Adam has some guesses about the people who have reached this level, so he didn't look for them at all, nor did he look for their disciples.

But... has Merlin also reached this level?

"That's right. After all, in a certain world, Merlin succeeded Solomon as a magician of the Grand Spell Class... Even if he doesn't converge all worlds, he can still converge this one."

After discovering this, Adam had no choice but to leave, because there was no need to talk at all.

After all, for the existence of the converged timeline, the parallel world isotope pulled by the double cards is still him. For the other party, it is really no different from working overtime. He would not do it if he were in his place.

The only pity is that I can't see Merlin himself... Let's wait and see later. After all, for this level of existence, the meaning of time has long been small.

But...

"I should also work hard..."

Adam murmured.

After converging his own timeline, he was a little slack in the progress of converging himself. The reason was still the same. He felt that it would not help him much now.

Converging oneself will not directly improve strength, but improve status. It will only come in handy when high-status beings confront each other. This kind of thing is too beyond the scope for Adam's current environment.

In the original plan, he would wait until he knew almost no one in this world and planned to leave this world for other worlds before he could use this ability. He was naturally not in a hurry.

But now it seems that there are still many high-level people in his environment. Even if it is to prevent it, he should mention this aspect first.

While muttering, Adam disappeared in this world. A young wizard in the castle not far away raised his head at this time:

"To succeed Solomon as the crown-level wizard... Could he be talking about you?"