Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 119 The Patron Saint of Bree
"I'm a good boy."

Brie looked at Azar meaningfully. This guy had been wandering around his eyes for several days. He was still chasing the savior during the day and surrounding him at night. It really felt like a dual personality... …

Or two souls?

"Dumbledore is a headmaster. As a good boy, why should I deal with the headmaster?"

Brie was not prepared to fall into Azar's temptation, but since Azar wanted to get close to him, he would have fun with this guy.

"Then I would like to ask Mr. Azar what he thinks about the God-calling Guards?"

Azar looked at the setting sun, laughed, and slowly looked at Buri. With his back to the last light, it was difficult for Buri to see his face clearly, and Buri felt it was mysterious and strange.

"What Hushen Guardian needs is not silly happiness, let alone silly love, but protection."

Azar laughed again for some reason and stopped talking. He just stood and blocked the setting sun that was shining on Bree.

"guard……"

Isn't it the power of protection to invoke the guardianship of God? The power of protection born for the one you love is the reflection of the soul.

"Call God Guard!"

Bree stretched out her wand and cast Divine Protection before darkness completely fell——

"Buzz!"

A moon-blue mist gushes out from the tip of the wand, and under the strong fluctuations of natural magic power, light flashes and bursts out, illuminating the entire black lake!

"hold head high!"

"This is it!" Azar stood stunned, blue waves constantly rippled on his face. He looked at the patron saint looming in the mist, and his pupils flickered under the light waves, like the surface of a sparkling lake. Trance.

As the mist gradually solidified, the power of the spring breeze came quietly. The power spread from the mist, and the surrounding plants came to life under the influence, just like the arrival of early spring, lush and agile.

And above the warm power, a majestic aura was born, and soon it was looming under the condensation of mist.

The patron saint of Brie is a giant snake!
The snake's waist is as thick as an ancient tree, and its forehead has two invisible sharp horns. The scales on its body are as fine as flowing light, and powerful purple magic power is constantly surging on its blue and transparent body.

At this time, it was entrenched around Brie, pushing Azar away, and guarding Brie who closed her eyes tightly and fell into a strange state.

It raised its head and stared indifferently at the black lake ahead, as if that was where it was wary...

Opposite the Black Lake is Hogwarts Castle. At this time, the castle was also disturbed by the abnormality here. Many young wizards who had returned to their dormitories to rest came to the windows and chattered about this place, while some other young wizards hurriedly went downstairs. pity.

"Everyone, stop and go back to your dormitories, quickly!"

Professor McGonagall stood at the door and looked at the Weasley twins who were trying to sneak out and knocked them hard twice.

"Don't make me say it a second time, the professors will take care of the Black Lake matter!"

As he said this, Professor McGonagall had a hint of joy and worry hidden in her eyes.

This was caused by Bree, or was taught by Mag herself, but she just wanted Bree to simply learn to be a God-calling Guardian. How could it be like this? She was even frightened by the blue light in the office. .

With this in mind, McGonagall saw Dumbledore and the other professors rushing to the Black Lake. She also said to the tall and thin man beside her - Percy, the sixth-year prefect of Gryffindor: "Let the prefects see this." I care about the students of my college, and I don’t want any little wizard to escape before I come back.”

After saying that, Mag said seriously to Filch who came with the cat: "If any little wizard breaks the rules, write it down and I will come back to deal with it."

McGonagall saw Professor Flitwick running out the door with his little arms and legs. She thought it was some little wizard, but after seeing clearly, she also pulled up her skirt and strode towards the Black Lake.

If possible, McGonagall would even like to ride on a broomstick!
"Oh, the voice just now couldn't be a dragon, but no one's patron saint has ever been a dragon, my God!"

Professor McGonagall didn't know Bree's patron saint at this time, but the sound just now surprised her when she thought about it. By the time she walked to the Black Lake, the place was already surrounded by professors, and of course the idiot Azar. The stunned little wizard.

Mag frowned, but when she saw that there was no danger around her, she didn't say anything. Instead, she looked at Bree, who was protected by a huge snake-shaped guardian angel.

Bree was already immersed in the power of the world——

His consciousness came to a vast and colorful space, where he couldn't distinguish colors, couldn't see the edges, and didn't know where he was. He could only see light points gathering one after another, embedded in chain beams, and each light point had its own The will of human beings is very weak, and they are constantly affecting the direction of the world.

Bree cannot touch anything. Those light beams are regular geometric bodies, controlled by countless wills. They seem to have discovered Bree's arrival and are driving Bree away.

"It turns out that the consciousness of the world is composed of the will of all living things, not individuals. I used to think that this world was controlled by gods, but now it seems that this is not the case..."

……

This is the source of the world, and it is also a place that countless people cannot explore throughout their lives...

Soon, Brie left here. He could not stay here for a long time, which would affect Brie's judgment of himself. If he stayed for a long time, he would be assimilated into the space and disappear from the real world.

Beside the black lake, Bree slowly opened his eyes. His black eyes were extremely bright, because he discovered the secret of magic!

“The world that gave birth to power grows with us.”

When Bree was studying soul magic before, she had wondered where the soul went after death. If the soul kept disappearing, how could the world support its operation? But after Bree discovered the will just now, she understood.

"Consciousness is also constantly being nurtured in this world. The beginning of the soul is the birth of consciousness."

It was not that Bree had gained nothing when she arrived at the source of the world. Those light points of consciousness were very similar to the elements that Bree had seen before, and they were also very similar to the unicorn soul she saw in the first grade.

"The soul of the unicorn after death went to the source of the world and turned into will; and the consciousness in these plants and trees continues to grow, and after passing away, it will condense into a new soul at the source of the world."

This is the reason why living beings are continuously born in the world.

And there are other rewards from this trip.

A magic totem appeared in Bree's eyes, which was inspired by the source of the world, like star jumping, with irregular patterns.

In Bree's eyes, the surrounding elementals cheered happily, leaning close to Bree's patron saint, and they were talking softly, which was the emotion they expressed at this time, and some clever elemental consciousnesses also showed respect to Bree.

This is the power that connects all things.

"Ode?"

Snape watched Bree open her eyes. He couldn't help but interrupt Bree's trance, but Snape felt that Bree had become a little different, as if a powerful force enveloped Bree's whole body, not intimidating. He was angry at himself, and when Bree looked at him, those pure black eyes seemed to see through his soul, which made his hair stand on end and he turned his head quickly.

Snape thought of Legilimency, but it was definitely not caused by this curse!

Thinking of the biography about souls that Bree had seen before, Snape wondered whether he should ask Bree about what he had done.

Soon, the strange power that made Snape and the other professors feel strange disappeared as Bree removed the magic totem from his eyes and withdrew the patronus still entrenched around him.

Bree looked at the professors inexplicably, and sighed in his heart with a little discomfort. He had to pretend to be good again. Who knew that the magic of calling the gods to protect the soul turned out to be a magic that opens the mind, and created some special effects with the natural magic. reaction.

But compared to the gains, Bree thought that it didn't matter if he fooled the professors once.

"I think there's something wrong with my conjuring guard."

Bree's innocent expression was full of annoyance, and she shrugged and stared with innocent eyes. Even Snape had no idea of ​​asking.

Snape turned his face away and quickly forgot about Bree's appearance just now.

"Crack!"

"Oh yeah, I got it, haha!"

A little Gryffindor boy hiding in the grass shouted excitedly with a camera, attracting everyone's attention.

As soon as Bree's face fell, he was about to use the magic spell to destroy the camera, but Professor Sprout was faster than him.

"Well done, I was still worrying about which photo to use to protect the appearance of the Oude Club."

Hannah and Hermione moved quickly enough. As soon as they finished their lectures in the classroom, they headed to Professor Sprout's greenhouse. Professor Sprout immediately agreed and started preparing for the club activities. .

Some of these small decorations are essential, such as portraits.

Sprout put the camera away warily before looking at Bree, who was stunned.

Professor McGonagall on the side wanted to ask, but she wanted to give some explanations about Bree's patron saint, otherwise some professors would misunderstand.

嗏

"Oh, my god, Oded, do you know what you did? It affected the normal rest of the little wizards in the whole school. I think Bri Oded should be docked..."

"Shut up, Lockhart!"

Snape coldly warned Lockhart, who was about to slander Bree next to Dumbledore: "Odd is a student of Slytherin and can only be handled by me, and you are just an ordinary Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. I’m not qualified to make this decision.”

Lockhart was frightened by Snape's expression and immediately hid behind Dumbledore. Dumbledore chuckled, but his probing eyes never left Bree.

At this time, Professor McGonagall explained: "I am also responsible for this matter. It was I who taught Bree how to call on the gods for protection."

As he spoke, McGonagall looked at Dumbledore and said seriously: "A wizard with a dark heart and no perseverance cannot use the Divine Guard. You should know that, Dumbledore."

Black wizards cannot cast advanced white magic such as summoning divine protection. The minds of black wizards have been affected by black magic. This is something recognized by the wizarding world.

Dumbledore smiled after hearing McGonagall's words.

(End of this chapter)