Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

There are many reasons why creatures on the world can become gods.

Perhaps it is because of the good life of the heavens, or because of the hard work of the day after tomorrow, and Helga is probably the combined effect of two ways.

The witch’s whimsical idea of ​​the family crest does not only include the fusion of Patronus and World Tree.

The essence of the earth is bearing, but it is also good at separation.

For example, on the representation of Helga's soul, World Tree and Honey Badger are tattooed on the hem of Helga, while on the representation of Jon's soul, the pattern imprinted on his tuxedo changes Become the World Tree and the black bird perching on the tree.

This is a very powerful way of expressing soul energy. Jon didn't know it at first, until his subsequent research on mysterious culture and the age of gods became more in-depth.

While his admiration for Helga is increasing day by day, his understanding of the World Tree clan emblem is also increasing.

For example, when he couldn't solve the blockade of the soul in the stone tablets, he immediately thought of the way to solve the blockade through World Tree.

It's just that he didn't have the key at the time, and the driving force of the portrait wasn't enough. Without someone to lead him, there was no way to send the stone into the magic fairy castle.

It’s fine now. Perenal’s craft is Peak’s. Even according to Helga’s standards, it’s just a bit short of Space Law’s lack of integration.

But this rule is not necessary.

Jon watched the elves in the garden stop, so he got up from the stool and turned the stone in his hand.

The garden elves have dispersed. Jon stepped on the air and walked under the tree on the grass, then sat down slowly with his back against the trunk.

He opened his palms, closed his eyes, and began to recite long spells.

Dairier waved the magic stick in midair and directed the garden elves to scatter everywhere to protect Jon.

While Jon was chanting spells, the stone in his hand also flew from his palm, and the writing on it gradually faded and turned into a transparent streamer, moved towards the top of Jon's head The branches of the World Tree hang away.

Behind the stone, the half of the World Tree carving also glowed, gradually immersed in Jon's eyebrows with his eyes closed.

And in Jon's ear, the sound of the waves of the sea suddenly sounded.

……

I don’t know how long it took, Jon woke up from the obscure vortex, feeling that his soul had been occupied by exhaustion. Without the usual awakeness, there is only a drowsiness left in the brain.

He can't even remember what he saw in his dream, but he remembers a hoarse whisper and a gloomy turbulent darkness.

He seems to have... a nightmare.

It’s just that the memory of this "nightmare" is like alcohol exposed to the sun, evaporating quickly into the air, and then disappeared without a trace. Soon, he even himself I forgot the darkness I dreamed of.

If it weren't for the soft glow of World Tree that still enveloped him, I'm afraid he has forgotten that he had dreamed by now, just as if he had just taken a nap.

Return without success.

Jon sighed, plucking the shiny and swollen stone from the air.

The thing is opened, but I don't know what memory the senior of that family has sealed in it, so Jon almost can't hold his soul.

It's really weird.

"What information is it? Even if it is the curse of the Dark Ages, it is only this, right?"

Jon looked at the stone in his hand with a headache, the record of the Dark Age, Of course, chaos and disorder are the themes, but the only problem is that he really didn't think about why his senior is investigating the history of the Dark Ages now.

That period of history has nothing to do with World Tree!

He lowered his head, and the World Tree graphic on the stone was shining with green light. It was clearly a color that symbolized life, but now it looks like a horrible virus that has survived the dark ages. restless.

Actually, Jon didn't quite clear why he wanted to crack out the contents of this stone, maybe just because of impulse, or maybe it was Grindelwald doing something.

This thing has a strange attraction to him, making him very curious about the things recorded in it.

Curiosity killed the fish.

But because Jon didn't seem to understand the record inside, the record was still kept in the stone.

Seeing Jon waking up, Delaire, floating in the air, landed. Next to the elf leader, a black footless swallow flashed its wings, proclaiming his existence to Jon.

Jon reached out and touched his Patronus' head. He didn't know why the black bird was here, but he thought about the reason why he didn't subconsciously use the traces of the rules in his dream to understand the stone flakes. The secret of the soul sealed in, also has something to do with it.

"Thanks, Xiao Hei."

Black's Patronus let out a clear call, then turned into a black light, and got into the center of Jon's eyebrows.

Jon has long been no longer sensitive to the special nature of his Patronus, because Dumbledore's undying bird Fawkes is the same. It is not strange that Patronus becomes a lifeform.

The only problem is that Jon's current strength is not like Dumbledore's, making his Patronus a pure and complete individual.

"His Royal Highness, are you leaving?"

Jon nodded, after having the key, he can enter and exit the magic castle at any time at any time, so there is no need to be there once Staying in the magic fairy castle for so long.

But that stone can be placed here.

"I'll leave now, just put this here, hang it on the tree, I think you should be able to do it."

Deleil nodded, cautiously from A flower was born on the ground, and the stone was wrapped in it.

As the garden wizard who personally bestowed the soul by Helga, Delaire inherited Helga’s innate talent in natural magic, and because of Helga’s Sovereign ability in this space, her natural magic is very powerful .

However, this is not something Jon needs to pay attention to now.

...

When Jon opened his eyes again, he was already in his room.

He looked around. Stephen was lying on the sofa next to the fireplace, under a blanket, and fell asleep.

So Jon got up quietly from the bed and looked at the magic calendar on the table. One day had passed.

I had a dream in the magic fairy castle, and it took almost a day.

Helpless sighed, Jon walked out of the room, washed himself with a water curse, and then crept away from the training ground.