Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

Of course, a little wizard like Vizet who is well-mannered and good at learning...

Even if Aberforth curses, he should still teach Vizet everything he knows so that Vizet can completely master the Soul Labyrinth.

Thinking of this, Professor McGonagall took off the hairnet on her head, took out her wand and waved it towards the house, stopping the quill that was writing furiously.

She had planned to supplement the lesson plan for next week before going to bed.

Now she couldn't sleep, at least she had to help Vizet solve the problem and continue to advance the progress of Animagus.

Snape was fine, Aberforth was fine, she must not let him down!

At this moment, the unyielding temperament of Gryffindor was fully aroused.

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Back to the Astronomy Tower, Vizet restored the Soul Labyrinth, and at the same time used the brain occlumency he mastered to protect his soul more tightly.

He summoned a few more mandrake leaves and tried again.

Vizet sank his consciousness into the soul labyrinth, and the mandrake blade appeared outside the labyrinth, floating back and forth but unable to enter it.

Just when Vizet thought that the first step could be advanced, the mandrake blade burst into a dazzling light.

It was like being guided, shuttling back and forth in the soul labyrinth, and unexpectedly entered it again.

It was still a familiar process, combining with the bud tip, growing, flourishing, and withering again after maturity...

The mandrake blade in the mouth disappeared, and also turned into a liquid with a slight grass smell, flowing into the limbs and bones.

Professor McGonagall watched the whole process and couldn't help muttering: "Strange..."

Vizet asked in confusion: "Professor McGonagall, what happened just now?"

"The moonlight was attracted and gathered on you." Professor McGonagall frowned slightly, "It should be attracted by the mandrake."

"It is mentioned in the notes." Vizet nodded, "In this way, the environment that should have been beneficial to Animagus does not seem to be beneficial to me..."

"That's right." Professor McGonagall's expression eased a little, and he nodded in affirmation.

Vizet had a thorough understanding of the Animagus Notebook. Some things did not need to be fully explained, and he could understand and sort them out by himself.

Vizet asked: "Professor McGonagall, maybe... I should change places? Find a place that is not so sunny? Would it be better?"

"Yes, but there is no need to change places." Professor McGonagall picked up the wand, "Just change the weather a little bit."

She looked at Vizet and asked: "Are there enough mandrake leaves? Do you want to get some more from the greenhouse?"

Vizet shook his head, "Professor Sprout gave me a lot of leaves, and I also have a mandrake. It has not been repotted for the second time, so I can provide some."

"Then come again!" Professor McGonagall rolled up her sleeves, her expression became more serious, and her fingers were tightly clasped on the wand.

Vizet nodded and held a leaf in his mouth again.

This time he did not sink his consciousness into the soul maze, but looked at the night sky in the distance.

Since Professor McGonagall wanted to make the weather gloomy, she would naturally use an extremely complex magic - the weather spell.

At least in "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", Newt Scamander should have mastered the weather spell.

The magic box he always carried with him not only cast the traceless extension spell, but also presented a variety of ecological environments.

Such as a humid tropical rainforest, where the Nundu leopard lives;

There is also a hot tropical grassland, which is the area suitable for the life of the poisonous horned beast;

Correspondingly, there is an area with drifting ice and snow, where an Obscurus is stored.

Professor McGonagall pointed her wand at the night sky and waved it gently, as if provoking something.

After a while, the surrounding clouds floated together, gathered into a dark cloud, and blocked the moon.

Vizet cast the magic eye and did not miss the opportunity to observe the weather spell.

It was a gorgeous picture similar to "Starry Night", the difference was that a vortex-like pattern appeared in the sky, constantly attracting the surrounding thin clouds and gathering them around.

Obviously, the vortex-like pattern is Professor McGonagall's spell to attract the surrounding clouds.

"Today is indeed too sunny, an unseasonably good weather." Professor McGonagall did not put down her arms, maintaining the dark clouds in the sky, "Vizet, now you try again."

Vizet nodded, picked up another mandrake leaf and put it in his mouth.

This time, the mandrake leaf floated for a longer time, but the light was still gathering, but the process was extremely slow.

At this moment, Dumbledore's voice suddenly appeared, "It's really a strange sight, you seem to need some help?"

Chapter 125 Two Professors and One Principal

On the way to the Astronomy Tower, Dumbledore met many people.

The first person he met was Snape, his expression was as cold and gloomy as always, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"How strange! I almost thought... you would stay in the headmaster's office until you had approved all the documents before leaving."

Looking at Snape's cold expression, Dumbledore smiled, and there seemed to be some happiness in his voice, as if he was enjoying this way of speaking.

He nodded slightly, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "It's really strange, I thought you wouldn't come out. But now it seems that our goals seem to be the same?"

Snape narrowed his eyes, his expression seemed to be even gloomier, "I just came out..."

He didn't finish his words, as if he realized the loophole in his words, and snorted coldly, intending to turn around and leave.

Looking at Snape's back as he walked away, Dumbledore shook his head slightly, still smiling on his face.

...

When Dumbledore passed by the greenhouse, he happened to meet the busy Sprout.

"Albus, good evening!" She looked towards the astronomy tower. "Wizzet should be taking the first step tonight... right? Did something go wrong?"

"Pomona, good evening!" Dumbledore smiled slightly. "If there are any problems along the way, Wizzet should ask Minerva for advice first."

"That's right, he's a good child who doesn't need to worry about anything." Sprout nodded. "With Minerva watching over him, nothing will happen to Wizzet."

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded and glanced at the flower pots behind Sprout. "It's growing really well."

"If I remember correctly... the mandrakes now should be the most curious and the most difficult to raise."

"Of course." Sprout nodded. "The mandrakes now are very sensitive and will not miss the beautiful full moon."

"If I don't move them out and expose them to the moon, they will probably make a fuss, which will be even more troublesome."

...

Entering the astronomy tower, Flitwick was much faster than him and was already climbing the tower stairs.

Dumbledore quickened his pace and came to Flitwick's side, "Filius, good evening."

"Albus, good evening!" Flitwick nodded in response, "It's really strange. With the talent of this child, there shouldn't be any problems in such a good weather!"

Dumbledore murmured, "Maybe it's because of us, his steps are a bit too big."

"Yes! You all care so much!" Flitwick sighed, and then changed the subject, "If this goes on... maybe he will be abducted by you!"

Dumbledore couldn't help laughing, "At least there is no rule of 'changing houses'. I have been the headmaster for some years, and I can still guarantee it."

"Of course I know! But seeing what you have done, I feel that I have to work harder." Flitwick waved his hand.

"He gave me gifts both at Christmas and during the summer vacation. I feel bad if I don't do something!"

The two finally climbed to the top of the astronomy tower and saw Professor McGonagall maintaining the weather spell. The moonlight fell on Vizzet's body, as if coated with a layer of bright gauze.

"It seems to be a problem of the soul..." Dumbledore sighed, "This step... is bigger than I thought!"

Flitwick nodded in agreement, "But such a weather spell should not be enough to block the moonlight. The weather tonight is really good!"

Dumbledore walked forward slowly, "It's really a strange sight. Do you seem to need some help?"

Flitwick also took action. He ran to Professor McGonagall's side, grabbed his palm from his sleeve, and pulled out the wand.

He did not point the wand towards the night sky like Professor McGonagall, but pointed the wand at the black lake in the distance, and then raised the wand high.

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

The Black Lake seemed to boil instantly, with countless water splashing and scattering, turning into a large area of ​​diffuse water mist.

Under the effect of the Levitation Charm, the vast water mist rushed up to the sky and merged into the clouds gathered by Professor McGonagall, and the whole Hogwarts became gloomy in an instant.

"A very beautiful Levitation Charm." Dumbledore exclaimed, "It's just that those mandrakes may be uncomfortable. They just got exposed to the moon and they disappeared..."

Just as Flitwick's spell sounded, Vizette found that the speed of light convergence was further slowing down, but it still did not stop.

Dumbledore also noticed this. He was in the middle position, holding the wand in his hand, and the magic was released between his lips.

In an instant, everything around seemed to be retreating.

Whether it was the Hogwarts Castle in front of them or the night sky covered by dark clouds in the distance, they were moving away from them.

"A very beautiful traceless extension spell." Professor McGonagall said, "If this still doesn't work, then we really have to do it another day."

Dumbledore extended the Astronomy Tower, although to outsiders, the Astronomy Tower did not change at all.

But from the perspective of magic, the Astronomy Tower is far away from Hogwarts and the night sky, and the distance between them is extremely far.

In this way, the magic power given by the moonlight will be further weakened.

The joint release of the two professors and the headmaster made Vizet feel like he was in a dream.