HP Approaches the Magic World

There are various reasons why creatures in the world can become gods.

Maybe it’s because of good nature, or maybe it’s because of hard work, but Helga’s situation is probably a combination of both methods.

This witch's fantastic idea for her family's emblem actually did not just involve fusing the patron saint and the world tree together.

The nature of the earth is to carry, but it is also good at separating.

For example, on the embodiment of Helga's soul, the patterns embroidered on Helga's skirt are World Tree and Honey Badger, and on the embodiment of Jon's soul, the pattern imprinted on his tuxedo becomes

World tree and black flying birds perched 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 grew day by day, his understanding of the World Tree clan emblem also continued to increase.

For example, when he couldn't break the soul blockade in the stone, he immediately thought of solving the blockade through the World Tree.

It's just that he didn't have the key at the time, and the portrait didn't have enough driving force. Without anyone to guide him, there was no way to send the stone pieces into the Fairy Castle.

Well now, Perenal's craftsmanship is top-notch. Even according to Helga's standards, it is just a little short of incorporating the laws of space.

However, this rule is not necessary in the first place.

Jon watched the elves in the garden stop, then stood up from the stool and shook the stone in his hand.

The garden elves had dispersed, and Jon walked through the air on the grass to the foot of the tree, then leaned against the tree trunk and slowly sat down.

He opened his palms, closed his eyes, and began to recite a lengthy incantation.

Delaire waved her magic wand in mid-air, commanding the garden elves to disperse everywhere to protect Jon.

While Jon was reciting the incantation, the stone in his hand also flew up from his palm, and the writing engraved on it gradually faded away, turning into a transparent streamer, heading towards the World Tree above Jon's head.

The branches hang away.

Behind the stone, the half-carving of the World Tree also emitted light, gradually immersing itself into Jon's eyebrows with his eyes closed.

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

…

I don't know how long it took, but Jon woke up from that confusing and obscure whirlpool. He felt that his soul had been occupied by exhaustion. At this time, he was not as clear as usual, and only a haze remained in his brain.

He couldn't even remember what he saw in the dream, but he remembered a hoarse murmur and a gloomy and turbulent darkness.

He seemed to be... having a nightmare.

It's just that the memory of this "nightmare" is like alcohol exposed to the sun, rapidly evaporating into the air, and then disappearing without a trace. Soon, he even forgot the darkness of his dream.

.

If the soft glow of the World Tree hadn't still shrouded him, I'm afraid he would have forgotten that he had a dream and just regarded it as a nap.

Returned without success.

Jon sighed and plucked the glowing and swollen stone from the air.

The thing was opened, but I don't know what memories the seniors of that family had sealed inside. It actually made Jon almost unable to hold back his soul.

It's really weird.

"What kind of information is it? Even if it's a curse from the Dark Ages, it's nothing more than that, right?"

Jon looked at the stone in his hand with a headache. The records of the Dark Ages, of course, have chaos and disorder as the theme, but the only problem is that he really didn't understand why his senior would want to investigate the Dark Ages now.

history.

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

He lowered his head, and the World Tree picture and text on the stone shone with green light. It was obviously the color that symbolized life, but now it looked like a terrifying virus that remained from the dark age, which made people feel uneasy.

In fact, Jon didn't quite know why he wanted to decipher the contents of this stone. Maybe it was just because of impulse, or maybe Grindelwald had done something.

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

Curiosity killed the fish.

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

Seeing Jon wake up, Delaire, who was floating in the air, landed. Next to the elf chief, a black swallow without feet flickered its wings, making its presence known to Jon.

Jon reached out and touched the head of his patron saint. He didn't know why the black bird was here, but he thought that the reason why he didn't subconsciously use the set of rules and traces in his dream to understand the soul secret language sealed in the stone tablets

, also has something to do with it.

"Thanks, Xiaohei."

The black patron saint let out a clear cry, then turned into a black light and penetrated into Jon's eyebrows.

Jon has long been desensitized to the specialness of his patronus, because the same is true for Dumbledore's Phoenix Fawkes. It is not strange for his patronus to become a living being.

The only problem is that Jon is not yet strong enough to turn his Patronus into a pure and complete individual like Dumbledore.

"Your Highness, are you leaving?"

Jon nodded. With the key, he can enter and leave the Fairy Castle at any time and anywhere, so there is no need to stay in the Fairy Castle for such a long time at a time.

But the stone can be placed here.

"I'm going to leave now. Just put this here and hang it on the tree. I think you can do it."

Delaire nodded, carefully spawned a flower from the ground, and wrapped the stone in it.

As the garden elf chief who was given a soul by Helga herself, Delaire inherited Helga's talent in natural magic, and because of Helga's ability to dominate this space, her natural magic is very powerful.

However, this is not what Jon needs to focus on right now.

…

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

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

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

I had a dream in the Fairy Castle and it took nearly a day.

With a helpless sigh, Jon walked out of the room, washed himself with a water spell, and then quietly left the training ground.