Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

The spear came to Weizet's hand in response. It wasn't until he touched it so close that he felt how extraordinary this spear was.

The tip of the spear was crystal clear, like pure ice crystals, but there was faint lightning beating inside.

As the thunder light beats, the entire body of the spear will flash with a charming silver-blue light.

The handle of the spear is embedded with countless silver runes, and you can feel the distance and vicissitudes within it when you rub it.

The sound of the waves is getting louder and louder, it is getting closer and closer to the World Tree, and there is a possibility of capsizing at any time.

"Put me down!" Weizet took a deep breath, and then used the "Guardian Meditation Technique" to increase his perception as much as possible.

"I'm waiting for you here." Luna whispered, her tone full of determination.

Vizette came to the edge, holding the spear in one hand.

As he closed his eyes, Obscurus' core began to stir, and countless powers poured out.

"a"(ansuz)! "

He opened and closed his lips slightly, raised his spear and pointed it toward the ground, and thunder exploded all over him.

The moment the thunder appeared, the waves seemed to pause momentarily.

The next moment, the waves did not stop capsizing, carrying endless power, roaring and crashing into Weizet...

Chapter 38 Giant Thunder in the Sky

It was midnight, and the dark sky was suddenly lit up. Thunder and lightning like ball lightning enveloped Vizette, which resisted the first capsizing wave of the waves.

The core of Obscurus became more and more restless, and countless evil thoughts seemed to turn into a tsunami, launching a crazy attack on Vizette.

The soul labyrinth shines brightly at this moment, and the goddess statue in the center throws out the moon, facing the tsunami of evil thoughts.

At the moment when the evil thoughts surged in, Luna seemed to sense it. She held her hands together tightly and made a praying gesture.

At this moment, the mistletoe bracelet glowed like red agate, as warm as the first sun breaking through the horizon.

At the same time, the mistletoe bracelet in Wizette's hand emitted the same light.

Within the soul maze, the thrown moon was also smeared with a red agate-like color, quickly dispelling the tsunami of evil thoughts.

The sudden change prevented Weizet from reacting.

In his opinion, some evil thoughts that were beyond his expectation quietly receded in such a dramatic way.

Weizet's heart felt as if it was illuminated by the rising sun, making it warm.

The crisis facing the Soul Maze has been resolved, and he can now concentrate on dealing with the waves.

He opened his eyes suddenly and chanted the extremely firm mantra again: "a" (ansuz)! "

The spherical lightning surrounding him expanded again, constantly pushing the waves backward.

But in the blink of an eye, the top of the World Tree was completely enveloped by spherical lightning.

The mistletoe bracelet continued to glow with warm red light, forming an amber-like coating, which isolated Luna and the eight-legged horse from the thunder without any harm.

Outside the spherical lightning, countless water vapors filled the air, and streaks of plasma were like wild snakes, dancing rapidly around.

Along with the wildly dancing plasma, Weizet felt his own perception constantly amplifying, spreading outward from the top of the World Tree.

He seemed to be able to feel the shocked expression of Xenophilius under the World Tree, as well as the words in his mouth: "Is nothing going to happen to my baby? It shouldn't happen, right? It won't happen for sure!"

You could feel Dumbledore gently stroking his beard, his half-moon glasses reflecting the dazzling lightning, and a smile on his lips.

You can feel the wizards who have returned to human form gathering around Dumbledore, very close to each other, and their eyes are full of awe as they look at the top of the World Tree.

…

Weizet can also feel that the current power is not enough, and he needs something more special...

As if in response to what he was thinking, the ruins of Odin on the island shook, and countless white lights flew out from them, gathered into a ball, and stayed in front of him.

When the last ray of white light flew out, Odin's ruins seemed to be eroded by the strong wind, and instantly turned into ashes. The majestic and huge ruins disappeared in an instant.

…

Wizette's consciousness returned to that colorful world, and he saw the extreme white filling the pitch-black abyss.

The skeletal figure was immersed in it, and countless white bone claws extended out of the robe, trying to escape from the immersion.

Standing tall and holding a spear, he dropped a seed to the side. The seed floated in the air, took root, and grew into a towering tree in the blink of an eye.

It's the World Tree.

He stood tall and looked up ahead, expressing his final reluctance and attachment.

It wasn't until the skeletal figure was about to leave the immersion that the tall figure looked back, picked up the spear and stabbed it at itself. The world tree stretched out its branches and hung the tall figure upside down.

The blood from the upright figure dripped down the spear and turned into countless muddy streams, burying the skeletal figure in it...

…

Wizette's consciousness left the colorful world, and he quickly raised his head, and a tall and straight figure appeared in front of him.

Standing tall, she stretched out her fingers and gently placed them between his eyebrows.

This finger seemed to be the entire upright posture. After making this movement, his figure gradually dissipated, leaving nothing behind.

The dazzling lightning flashed in his mind, making Wizert feel like he was in another world. He felt something different from the finger just now.

He looked at the spear in his hand, at the spherical white light in front of him, at the waves in the distance, and at the sky beyond...

Until he threw the spear into the air and raised the magic wand again, this was the thing he was most familiar with, the thing that could best convey his will.

Vizet closed his eyes again, and his will was conveyed to the spear through the magic wand, and the spear then spread his will.

The spear shook violently, and with a slight hum, it actually broke directly, and the handle turned into countless runes, and the spear head like an ice crystal turned into a lightning core.

The core trembled and wanted to approach Vizet, but it seemed to encounter some obstacles, and finally gave up the action and flew behind Vizet.

The rune at the end of the handle was in the opposite direction of the core. It directly sank into the spherical white light, absorbed the surrounding lightning, and turned into a huge human figure.

The moment the huge human figure appeared, the surging and rolling sea tide suddenly stopped, as if it was afraid of the huge human figure.

After the spherical white light combined with the rune, Vizet established a connection with it through the magic wand and the rune.

Vizet took a deep breath, he pointed the magic wand to the sky, and the huge human figure immediately made a corresponding action.

He waved his wand again, and the giant figure responded immediately. A huge thunderbolt appeared from the sky, and under the guidance of the giant figure, it hit the surging waves.

At that moment, it was like a nuclear bomb explosion, and Stockholm was bathed in dazzling white light.

Countless people woke up from their sleep, looking at the room as bright as day, and opened their mouths and couldn't say a word.

Dumbledore, who was under the world tree, waved his wand and laid a layer of magic energy field like sunglasses, trying to resist the scorching light as much as possible.

He smiled and looked up at the sky, as if his eyes could penetrate the magic energy field and the top of the world tree, and see Vizette holding the wand.

...

The huge thunderbolt guided by the giant figure dispersed the long-accumulated waves, and countless water vapors evaporated upwards, forming extremely thick clouds.

Ten seconds later, the light caused by the huge thunderbolt finally dissipated.

Along with it, the world tree that carried them also dissipated.

The World Tree seemed to have experienced a time-reversal, leaving only the magical cloud.

Its trunk and branches were like a devil's net that was illuminated by the sun, quickly curled up into a ball, and fled into the ground at the fastest speed, disappearing without a trace.

After releasing the sky-high thunder, the huge human figure became light and fluttery, like a white light gauze, slowly covering Vizette.

The Obscurus core in the body trembled slightly, as if it was afraid of the white light gauze.

The white light gauze became thinner and thinner, gradually merging into Vizette's body.

The trembling of the Obscurus core became more and more intense, as if it was exchanging with the white light gauze, and countless evil thoughts surged out, forming a black film around his body.

Vizette held the magic wand tightly in his hand, but felt that the surroundings were plunged into darkness, and he had no strength at all, and could only keep falling down.

Even though he couldn't see the surroundings clearly, he didn't panic at all, because he knew Luna was beside him.

He felt the warmth between his wrists, which was the call from the eight-legged divine horse through the bracelet.

But the warmth of the wrist only lasted for a moment before it was cut off by the evil black membrane...

Chapter 39 "Original Power: Silent State"

Vizet did not appear on the horse's back, and heard Luna's anxious voice: "Frigga, can't he come back to me?"

After the evil black membrane came out of the body, it turned into black dust like sand and gravel that was weathered in an instant, and disappeared with the wind.

Vizet felt that the eight-legged divine horse was approaching him, and was immediately bounced away by the evil black membrane that was constantly turning into sand.

"It still doesn't work..." Luna's voice was a little flustered.

Hearing Luna's flustered voice, Vizet was also very anxious in his heart. Of course, he didn't want Luna to worry.

He tried to raise his hand, at least to give Luna a little signal to let her stop worrying.

Although he was thinking anxiously in his heart, the black membrane was like a bandage on a mummy, preventing every move of his.

Vizet calmly thought about countermeasures. Now he was still a long distance from the ground, and he could try many ways to get out of trouble.