The Psychic Wizard of Hogwarts

The boy stood by the lake thinking about the words of the man in the water.

"The other world?"

The sound of "swishing" splashing on the water suddenly broke the silence for a moment.

Paul's huge head slowly emerged from the water with his intertwined fleshy wrists. Under the moonlight, the rough horny skin on the upper layer of the fleshy wrists was emitting a gleaming light. The interlocking fleshy wrists formed a circle and wrapped around the fish-man floating in the water. in.

The big dark green eyes were glowing red under the bright moonlight, and they turned toward Dral with a burst of joy.

"Gululu" the sound of Paul sliding his wrist against the gravel on the lake bottom came from the bottom of the water. The boy looked at the big head approaching and said softly.

"What's wrong, Paul?" In the huge eyes reflected in his eyes, pale dots kept shaking in the center of the eyes.

"This is?"

The boy slowly stretched out his fingers toward the giant eyes, and the fingertips emitted a golden light like dust, which intersected with the light in Paul's eyes.

When he was about to touch, Delal said with a slight smile on his lips.

"A change occurred in one night, a good change, Paul."

"fine"

"Gululu" Paul happily retracted his big head that stuck out to the boy, turned his head to face the mermaid in the water, and stared quietly into his dark eyes. He lightly touched the tip of the wand with his left hand, and tapped his own with the wand in his right hand. Palm, he said slowly with amusement in his eyes.

"I think you should tell me first." Unexpectedly, his eyes burned with a strong golden light, and an icy coldness spread out from his golden-red eyes.

"What is the other world, and your name, fish-man."

Facing the chill that penetrated his heart, the fish-man in the water froze in the water for a moment. Paul saw that he was about to sink to the bottom of the water and quickly stretched out his wrist to wrap around him and fix him in place.

The ferocious spikes on the face trembled along with the twitching cheeks. After waiting for a moment, a low and hoarse voice slowly sounded in the dark night.

"The full moon hangs high in the sky, the stars plunge into the deep sea, and the boundaries between life and death will be blurred."

The low hoarse voice gradually became sharper "The gods, fairies, and elves in Paradise turned into decaying giants, corpses, and monsters."

"The ocean will eventually submerge him"

The fishman's black eyes turned pale white at some point.

"Ah!" A shrill scream became the last ending.

The golden light in the boy's eyes slowly converged in the depths of his eyes, and he looked at the panting fish-man quietly.

"You! What did you do to me!" A voice full of anger sounded. The fish-man struggled hard under Paul's fleshy wrist, and the thin scales on his body creaked. His ferocious face was full of anger and turned toward Germany. Lal vented his anger.

Feeling the fire of anger coming from the pavement, the boy stood quietly.

"Plop!" The sound of falling into the water was heard. After receiving Delal's instructions, Paul let go of his fleshy wrist and the fishman fell heavily into the water.

Delal stared at the rolling water, and the surroundings returned to silence again.

There was a loud "bang", and a huge splash exploded from the water. The fish-man who had just fallen into the water jumped out and struck the boy with a stone stick with both hands.

"Expelliarmus." Dral swung his wand casually, and a ball of orange-red light flew out and hit the stone stick that was about to be chopped down.

"Plop!" Following the stone stick flying out diagonally, the fish-man fell into the water again.

Delal glanced sideways at the stone sticks lying on the stone beach, stretched out his wand and gently waved his lips towards the lake and said.

"The fish-men fly to Accio"

"Wingardium leviosa" followed the spell, and two beams of light fell into the lake, one after the other. Shaking the wand, the fishman hiding in the water slowly broke through the water and floated in front of the boy. .

"Okay, let's talk face to face again." The fishman's dark eyes met the cold golden-red eyes again.

"no, I do not!"

"Are you still resisting tenaciously?" Delal raised the corners of his mouth and said with a chuckle.

"you can not!"

"No, I can." The boy interrupted the fishman who was about to say something else. "Now, tell me your name."

His black eyes were gradually saturated with yellow light, and he struggled to reply in a hoarse voice with a slight tremor on his face.

"Ruo~Na~Tan"

"Ruonatan, now, what I want to know is what the other world is."

With light flashing in his eyes, the fishman struggled hard twice, and murmured in a hoarse voice along with the boy's words.

"Otherworld, that is the place that mortals long for. Gods, elves and fairies live there."

"The depths of the world are inhabited by ugly and terrifying giants and monsters. It is the paradise where souls temporarily reside before reincarnation."

"They often wander in sacred lakes, islands, forests, mountains and even the depths of the ocean. Some are as magnificent as heaven, while others are as gloomy and depressing as hell."

""This world" and "the other world" are positive and negative to each other. Maybe the place you are in is the other world, where prophets and bards travel freely, coming and going as they please, and the poems sung originated from them."

“It’s where heroes learn their craft and where the epic begins.”

Listening to the words echoing in his ears, Dral's bright eyes slowly dimmed.

As Dral's red eyes reappeared, Ruonatan seemed to have lost all his strength, and he hung his head feebly. Dral turned his head to look at the stone stick on the stone beach, and gently used his free left hand to With a slight movement, Dral watched the stone stick tremble and fly into his left hand. He held the stone stick in his hand and slowly stretched it towards the fish-man.

"what is this?"

"Hehehehe" a hoarse laugh sounded slowly, and Dral looked at the increasingly crazy fishman.

"No, you will say"

"The soul is like a prison." Dral's gentle voice sounded. The fish-man who was laughing in a low voice suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. His glowing eyes bulged outwards, his mouth opened silently, and his sharp teeth struck back and forth. Touching his lips.

"Ah~ahhhhh" the final intermittent sound came from the open mouth, and Delal looked at the scene in front of him expressionlessly.

"Wingardium leviosa" The fish-man suspended in mid-air slowly floated into the distance, and Paul slid his flesh wrist and swam aside.

"Seize the soul! Appear." As Dral recited the magic spell word by word, a strong light shot out from the tip of the staff and hit the fish-man suspended in the air.

A slightly strong shock echoed around.

The light green shadow struggled to crawl out of Dral's body because of Dral's wand. A sharp whistle sounded, and the spikes on his body stood up, screaming crazily at the boy.

Holding the wand, he gently drew a circle in the air, and the faint golden powder slowly floated towards the fish-man in the blowing sea breeze.

Delal held the wand, his ears flicked, and the rapid sound of horse hooves sounded in his ears. With a finger of the wand, the stagnant fish man quickly fell towards the water, and Delal said to Paul.

"Go ahead and take him with you."

"Gululu" Paul stretched out his wrist to grab the fish-man, then slid his wrist and disappeared by the lake.

The whole body of "Ghost Shadow" lit up with a light green light. The boy holding the stone stick smiled and looked around, and disappeared from the lake with his legs beating vigorously.

When Delal walked away, the sound of rapid footsteps sounded, and the gorgeous long white-blond hair fluttered in the air as he ran, and the footsteps stopped silently for an instant.

The centaurs standing around the inlet all looked at the compatriots who were checking around the lake.

"What did Firenze discover?"

The handsome man stood up and looked around.

"He disappeared again, disappeared under the stars."

"Is there something wrong with the elder's observation? Firenze." He was different from the man holding the bow before.

This sturdy man with strong muscles and carrying an exquisite giant sword as high as two people on his back was speaking with his strong voice.

"Any questions? Firenze."

Firenze looked at the other person with his slightly ethereal blue eyes, "No, no." Rubbing the remaining soil with his fingers, Firenze murmured softly while looking at his own fingers.

"There is still a trace of magic power left here. I can foresee how powerful magic it is, and this."

Firenze gently moved his fingers in the air, as if he was stirring something.

"The source of being pried." Turning around to face the sturdy men and horses.

"It's just that he disappeared~"

"Since they disappeared, let's forget about it for now. There are too many outsiders in the Forbidden Forest, and the tribe needs us."

"Now, let's go." After finishing his words, he turned around and walked deeper into the forest.

Kicking their feet, the men and horses disappeared one after another towards the lake.