The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

"Magic pays great attention to imagination and concentration," Hermione said in an orderly manner. "I think this should be a universal standard no matter which world. Therefore, if you want to explore how the abilities in the bloodline take effect,

You have to rely more on yourself. Ciri, do you still remember how you got here?"

"I walked into a tower," Ciri said, "Tor Jivielle, which means Tower of Swifts."

"For now, the name doesn't bring much help," DeWitt said, "and you've already said this, and you also said that the tower can allow you to go to another world, the world of elves, and something went wrong.

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Xirui hesitated and said uncertainly: "Actually, I had a dream recently..."

"Please speak up," Alice urged. "If you want to solve the problem as soon as possible, then tell us clearly all the strange situations you encounter."

"About a ship," Ciri immediately straightened her back and said clearly, "This ship travels between the living and the dead..."

DeWitt couldn't help but pricked up his ears at this moment.

"There are people on it," Ciri continued, "and I have a vague hunch... that I will deviate here, which may be related to the people on this ship..."

"Is there any more news about this ship?" DeWitt's tone unconsciously sounded a little anxious.

"Oh, of course," Ciri recalled carefully, "the bow of the ship looks like a dragon's head... maybe it's a dragon's head, because I've never seen what a real dragon looks like..."

"Then what?" DeWitt stared at Ciri with eager eyes. At this moment, everyone could tell that something was wrong with DeWitt.

"Then?" Ciri said, "I still have a vague intuition...maybe it's not accurate...that is, I feel that the ship is alive."

"It's alive..." A mysterious, joyful smile flashed across the corner of DeWitt's mouth, and he said in a guiding tone, "What about the name of the ship? Is it..."

"This doesn't work," Ciri shook her head, "I can't get this kind of news from the picture."

Although there is no more direct evidence now, DeWitt also has a strong intuition that the ship is the Nemesis.

The Nemesis carried DeWitt to escape from Castle Joy, carried him to escape capture, and carried him to the Unnamed Island. Even if he encountered a disaster along the way, he still had to carry him and the other crew members through the Hall of Echoes.

.If DeWitt had to choose a place to be his family, he would not choose the place where his biological father and mother lived, nor would he choose the Castle of Joy, which carried his childhood, nor would he choose the most prosperous city of Akers or the rich and rustic city of Buenos Aires.

Mu Zhen, he will only choose the Nemesis, a ship built with the living wood of the elves. There is also the person he feels most sorry for on this ship...

"Speed ​​up the progress and work harder, Ciri." DeWitt's eyes were burning with fire, and his will to work towards a clear goal made the companions around him feel the same. If this was DeWitt's idea, no matter what

Whether it's Hermione, Ms. Feyre, or Alice, they will all help to the end.

"My thoughts are no weaker than yours," Ciri curled her lips, closed her eyes again and started to remember, and then said, "I have wanted to go back for a long time."

It's very good here. As she spoke, Ciri thought, whether it's the Muggles these wizards call her or the wizarding world, the living conditions are much better than in her own world. She also understands that her bloodline

She can be regarded as a different kind of "genius", and at the same time, she is also glad that she did not meet other dark wizards but came directly to Hogwarts to meet Dumbledore and DeWitt. She

I can avoid witnessing the darkness of human nature, and I can hardly find any shortcomings of living here. That is, the food sometimes doesn’t taste great. The reason should be that there has been no progress for hundreds of years...

There may also be a reason for not eating enough to be "creative". After solving the problem of being unable to cast spells, the power in Ciri's bloodline is activated very slowly. In the final analysis, she lacks the most direct guidance and the strongest emotional stimulation, and

Unfortunately, the people here cannot give correct guidance, so Ciri must use violent emotional fluctuations to activate the ancient blood - "Then enter Wonderland," Alice invited, "Wonderland will reflect your heart.

Everything forces you to face your truest self inadvertently, and illusory things will be realized..."

Ciri agreed without much hesitation: "There is no other way anyway. In fact, I still think unicorns are useful, but unicorns... alas..."

When entering Alice's Wonderland, Shirley went alone. She jumped into the rabbit hole without much hesitation. Then the shape of the rabbit hole changed, and white spider silk began to appear inside. The wonderland's

The entrance becomes a spider's lair.

"This proves that Wonderland is undergoing changes that only apply to Ciri," Alice explained, "Please bring a basin of water."

A picture appeared on the changing water surface, and everyone else observed what happened to Ciri through the water surface.

First, Ciri wakes up in a lake.

"This is Dinah's territory," Alice muttered, "Dina... Dinah... Look, she's out, no longer restrained by the doll, and she's not wearing clothes... Well, speed up.

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Like the "Lady in the Lake", Dinah gave Ciri guidance, allowing Ciri to walk out of the lake, through the woods, and onto a plain path, with farmland on both sides of the road.

DeWitt suddenly said: "This kind of scenery is too common."

"Be patient," Alice glanced at DeWitt and said, "She hasn't fully exerted herself yet."

Water suddenly gushes out from the cracks in the soil, and the water level rises. The crops in the field are quickly submerged. The road under Xi Rui's feet becomes an island just for standing, surrounded by a vast ocean, the sky is covered with clouds, and occasionally thunder shines through the darkness.

Clouds bring fleeting light.

Ciri stood there and raised her hands, trying to block the coming downpour and deflect the increasingly violent thunder and lightning, but it was all in vain because the sea water was still rising. Although the progress of submerging the last small island was very slow,

Ciri couldn't save it, so she turned into a swift on the island, among the clouds and thunder, passed through the gap in the power grid, cut the rain curtain connecting the sky and the earth, and rushed out of the thunderstorm area.

This process was accelerated by Alice, and the resistance and thrills that Ciri endured were skipped by fast forwarding.

Outside the thunderstorm area is a wilderness and a wasteland.

At this time, a white wolf appeared, and it and a black-purple swallowtail butterfly alternately guided the swift's direction.

"The scenes we saw, including these animals, all have symbolic meanings," Alice said. "There must be two such important characters in Ciri's life."

After saying that, Alice accelerated again.

The swifts rushed into the mountains, where the trees were lush and the air was fresh, until a spark suddenly appeared somewhere, causing a forest fire. Thick smoke shot straight into the sky, and dust rolled back into the sky, clawing at the ignited treetops.

It roared wildly like a monster, stretching out its claws to grab the swift. The warming air disrupted the swift's flight rhythm, and she flew lower and lower until she was swallowed by smoke and dust.

"The critical moment has come," Alice stared intently at the water and said in a small voice, "This is a crisis... Ciri will see her fear..."

Swift suffered in the haze and flames, but she did not give up, but waited for opportunities. But in the eyes of outsiders, nothing happened except the burning forest. All the struggles belonged only to Ciri, and the fear reappeared

It only belongs to Ciri.

It was too long, so Alice continued to speed up silently, and then speeded up again... A sudden burst of white light suddenly swallowed up everything, and the shadow of the swift disappeared in a flash.

The mountain fire has reached its peak.

"Where's Ciri?" Hermione asked anxiously.

Alice no longer knew how many times she had increased her speed, more than ten times, more than a hundred times. During this period, Swift disappeared completely. When a special time came, Swift reappeared, bringing heavy rain that swept across the ocean and blew away the ashes.

, extinguished the flames, and finally let out a loud cry. Without Alice opening the exit, Ciri returned to the material world. She proudly said: "I succeeded!"