Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

Newt comforted Sniff, walked up and asked, "Principal Dumbledore, why are you here?"

"Aren't you curious about such a spectacular sight?" Dumbledore smiled slightly, "Besides... the tasks assigned to me by the Department of Mysteries have been completed."

"I came here after following the traces of Obscurus..." Newt took out a wanted notice, which happened to be the wanted notice for Weizet.

"Tonight I returned to the Swedish Ministry of Magic and encountered this wanted notice sent by the staff of the Ministry of Magic, so I came over to take a look..." He took out another glass ball filled with black gas.

The black air in the glass ball was beating slightly, as if it was very restless. "This can detect the traces of the Obscurus... Now that it is beating, it means that there is indeed an Obscurus here."

Newt looked at the calm Dumbledore and asked tentatively: "Do you know something?"

"Are you talking about someone taking us in a circle?" Dumbledore shrugged, showing a mysterious smile, "That's all I know."

Newt was too familiar with Dumbledore and knew that Dumbledore must be hiding something, but he could only sigh, "It seems you know more than I thought..."

"The people at the Swedish Ministry of Magic are probably going crazy! All the magic around them has failed. Such a huge wave will definitely attract the attention of Muggles, and they don't know how it will end..."

"Are you really not going to take action? Can such a huge wave really be solved by just relying on those two children?"

Dumbledore stroked his beard, "Although this is not possible...but if an accident occurs, I will indeed take action."

Newt put away the black balloon, "You actually have so much confidence in him, let's wait and see!"

He touched his chin, as if coming back to his senses, "I seem to understand... how you felt when you asked me to do things back then!"

Dumbledore waved his hand, "I'm not! I'm not!"

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It was dark in Sweden at this moment. The Swedish Prime Minister walked quickly into the office alone and ordered no one to enter. Then he opened the safe and took out a short-hand war hammer.

He returned to his desk, swung his war hammer and smashed it against the table. Then countless lightning flashes appeared, converging into a smooth and beautiful mirror.

However, in the mirror, his appearance was not reflected, but the scene of another office appeared.

He put down the hammer, crossed his fingers into a fist, and knocked lightly on the table, looking irritated.

Not long after, the Swedish Minister of Magic appeared on the other side of the mirror, with almost the same irritated expression.

Seeing the Swedish Minister of Magic sitting down, the Swedish Prime Minister immediately said: "My secretary called me! Tell me that the seawater around Stockholm is gathering together at an alarming rate."

"And the most peculiar thing is that when they followed the flow of the sea water, they saw such a strange scene!" He yanked the mirror and turned to the window on the side.

Through the window, you can see the waves extending to the sky in the distance, as well as the extremely strange World Tree.

"Can you explain to me? Don't you need to hide? How did you make such a big noise? With such a high wave, this is already a tsunami, right? What are you going to do?"

"We are dealing with it." The Swedish Minister of Magic said in a deep voice, with a very bad look on his face. "Do you remember the attack I told you some time ago? It is related to that matter."

The Swedish Prime Minister took a deep breath. After venting for a while, he felt that his mood was much more stable. "How long will it take to solve it? If this continues, it will definitely be on the news!"

"You also know how quickly our information spreads. When the time comes, it won't be that easy for you to hide it! I don't want you to wave your magic wand against my people!"

"I will try my best to ensure that this kind of thing will not happen." The Swedish Minister of Magic nodded, "The team for reversing accidental magical events and the Auror Office have been dispatched..."

Suddenly there was a rumbling sound outside the window, and the waves that rose to the sky began to pour in the direction where they were.

The Swedish Prime Minister immediately realized that this was no longer a magical accident, but a tsunami that would threaten their survival.

Even if he is not a professional, he can still imagine how much economic losses and how many people will be killed in an instant once such a huge wave hits Stockholm.

He immediately rushed to the mirror and roared viciously: "Where is your bullshit magic team? Why haven't you solved the problem yet?"

The waves continued to pour forward, and the Swedish Prime Minister felt a chill down his spine, as if the tsunami was already behind him.

The Swedish Minister of Magic shuddered, "As far as I know, Mr. Dumbledore has arrived on the island, and he should be able to solve it..."

Before he could finish his words, a bright light erupted from the window...

Chapter 37 "Thunder"

"Ah!" The Swedish Prime Minister closed his eyes painfully, and countless tears fell from the corners of his eyes due to the sudden bright light. "Damn it! What on earth have you done?"

The Swedish Minister of Magic narrowed his eyes slightly, still feeling a little dazed and wondering if he was hallucinating.

He just murmured in confusion: "Is that lightning... or the moon? Or... the sun?"

The Swedish Prime Minister finally recovered, and a huge dazzling light group appeared outside the window, sputtering plasma outwards.

His tone was full of disbelief, and he asked hesitantly and tremblingly: "Is this the extent that magic can reach? Can it create such a scene?"

The Swedish Minister of Magic did not speak, he had indeed never seen such a scene.

When he was studying at Durmstrang, he had heard about Gellert Grindelwald-

For example, he cast an extremely powerful magic and almost destroyed the Pere Lachaise Cemetery.

If it weren't for the fact that many wizards were dispatched together at that time to stop Gellert Grindelwald's magic in time, I'm afraid there would be a lot of casualties.

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Time goes back to not long ago.

Vizet and Luna rode on the eight-legged divine horse and headed towards the top of the world tree.

The eight-legged divine horse took them, like water transported upward through the wood, and shuttled through the world tree.

Perhaps only this way can they reach the top of the world tree.

Vizet could deeply feel that his perception of the surroundings was suppressed to the lowest, as if he was blind, and there was darkness all around.

He pondered for a moment and thought of an ancient magic he had obtained: "Primary Plant Cultivation".

The function of this ancient magic is to enhance affinity with magical plants.

He wanted to try to communicate with the World Tree through this affinity and find a way to eliminate the waves...

Vizet tried to cast this ancient magic and inject the ancient magic power into the World Tree.

As expected, a fog related to the World Tree appeared in his mind. As he continued to climb up, the heavy fog was constantly dispelled.

And Vizet's consciousness, through the "Primary Plant Cultivation", sensed that in this towering tree, there were unspeakable secrets of the past.

Thanks to his previous research on the Devil's Snare and Christmas Claw Orchid, he explored this secret with almost no obstacles through ancient magic.

...

A thunderous rumble resounded around.

Suddenly, Vizet's consciousness received a different picture, as if he had come to another world.

The dark world became colorful, and all kinds of colors jumped and danced around him, as if he was in a colorful oil painting.

The background of the painting is extremely depressing, with dark black and deep cobalt blue forming a vortex, as if it is a dead sea that swallows up all life.

In the center of the dead sea, a tall figure stands in it, holding a spear like a god, surrounded by several groups of pure black air like smoke, helping him float on the dead sea.

The tall figure keeps waving the spear, and the tip of the spear emits countless lightning, repelling waves of the dead sea, rendering endless gray purple and copper green.

Perhaps considering that such waves cannot cause harm to the tall figure, the dead sea finally became agitated and condensed into a portal.

And the place where the dead sea is vacant presents a terrifying black abyss.

The portal keeps disappearing, and a figure like a skeleton appears from it.

The skeleton figure sits on the skeleton throne, and the robe on his body is all torn, full of traces of gray purple and copper green.

The skeleton figure roared and pointed his hand, and the smoke-like black air trembled together. The pure black was polluted by scarlet, and it was restless and separated from the upright figure and dispersed to the surroundings.

Just when the upright figure was about to fall into the abyss, he suddenly picked up the spear and pointed it to the sky. In an instant, thunder occupied the entire picture, splashing the most extreme white.

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The extreme white dispersed, and Vizette came back to his senses and found that he had come to the top of the world tree.

The eight-legged divine horse did not stop. It seemed to know what Vizette needed to do. It moved back and forth at the top of the world tree, not missing any corner.

Vizette didn't know how high it was here. He only knew that from here, he could see Stockholm in the distance and see the lights on in the buildings.

However, at such a high place, there was no suffocation due to lack of oxygen. The whistling wind in the distance could only hear a slight sound.

Everything here looked so dreamy, and there was a vague feeling of smoke.

Every time the eight-legged divine horse stopped, it would raise traces of stars, or ashes or snowflakes.

The top of the world tree seemed to be isolated from the outside world, and even the whistling wind became tiny.

The waves in the distance climbed to the same height as the world tree, and continued to rise, getting closer to the world tree.

Vizet knew that once the waves poured down, it would definitely trigger a tsunami that would submerge Stockholm.

He hurriedly checked the map in his mind to ensure that all the fog was dispelled, and then poured all the ancient magic power that could be obtained into the "Wizard's Practical Guide".

The notes in his mind suddenly opened, absorbing the ancient magic power he had just collected.

The page that had never appeared finally showed new content at this moment.

There was no prefix "ancient magic" as a modification, and no additional content was presented.

This was the shortest introduction of all the pages: "Thunder".

However, Vizette had already understood how to use this magic after feeling the colorful images engraved in the World Tree through the "Elementary Plant Cultivation Technique".

He saw the spear in the distance and immediately raised his magic wand.

"Spear flying!"