The Psychic Wizard of Hogwarts

Thousands of stars hanging on the ceiling are emitting their own faint light. The golden powder under the dome in the center of the room is bound by invisible power and slowly forms a figure on the wooden chair.

Dral opened his eyes, and the dust suspended in mid-air danced past his eyes.

He lowered his head and held the slender stone stick in his hand, but now it was covered with fine lines and emitted a blue-green light.

"It's still as lonely here as ever." He raised his head and stood up, looking around, and found that apart from the comic books scattered randomly on the table, there weren't many other changes.

"It's true, Chris, I don't know how to clean up after reading it." With a doting smile, she stepped forward and tapped the table. The scattered comic books stood up instantly, and then floated to the corner of the table and stacked them there in an orderly manner. .

He shook his head and was about to leave for Paul's observation house when a ray of golden light slowly floated down from the transparent dome and then submerged into the boy's slightly raised head.

"Ok?"

"This is?"

His eyes dimmed, and then countless images quickly passed before his eyes. The boy stood on the spot holding a stone stick.After a long time, the red eyes glowed with dazzling golden light.

"Dimension? Expansion?"

Looking at the stone stick in his hand, Dral reached out and rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

"This is actually a seed, or it can't be considered a seed. It can only be said to be a stick used to pry an object."

"Wait, there's another life."

Thinking of this, Dral communicated with the gem, and a picture floated on the wooden table. The protagonists in the picture were the two fishmen he met when he went to the Black Lake for the first time.

The two were arguing over the stone sticks placed on the stone table, and hoarse roars sounded from time to time.

"No! This doesn't belong to them, you can't give it to them." The strong fishman in the picture suddenly stretched out his hands and locked the opponent tightly, his ferocious face releasing the anger in his heart.

"Although we own him, it does not mean that we can go to the other world. The way to get there is in the hands of that clan. We must reach an agreement with them and seek the possibility of cooperation before we have the opportunity to set foot there."

"Don't you want to save her?"

"That's the only place where there's a glimmer of hope."

A creaking sound sounded at the fingertips.

Ruonatan looked at the other party with a cold face, as if the pain in his shoulders could not affect him at all.

"No, I won't allow it. They are a group of weak and ignorant cowards. You are betraying the clan by giving the key to them."

The manic voice echoed in the grotto. Seeing the indifferent face of Jonatan across from him, the sturdy fishman stopped talking for a long time, and the ferocious anger disappeared from his face. He stared at Jonatan with indifferent eyes and spoke in a low voice. Said cruelly.

"Then you try, I will make it impossible for you to do anything. Ruonatan hopes you will not give up on yourself because of this."

After speaking, he let go of his hands, slapped his tail fin vigorously, and then disappeared into the narrow grotto.

Delal thought thoughtfully as he looked at the murloc with traces of blood oozing from his shoulders in the picture.

"It seems like this thing is really important."

Then his eyes moved slightly, and the picture floating on the table dispersed, and the scattered gold powder slowly formed another new picture.

"Sirio, you're still here." There were floating aquatic plants at the deep water bottom, and a strong fishman holding a weapon on the opposite side.

"Hoo" Sirio swung the weapon in his hand to draw an arc in front of him, bringing up a burst of fine bubbles.

Sirio whispered through the fine teeth in his mouth.

"I said you are not allowed to betray the clan. I think you know the consequences."

Ruonatan's black eyes turned slightly and glanced at the trident in the opponent's hand.

"I didn't expect that the elders would let you bring it here."

Sirio said with an expressionless face, "Come back with me, and this matter will end here."

"The keys cannot be given to them."

"Sirio, you still don't understand. Only there is hope."

Sirio listened to Jonathan's slightly crazy words and slowly raised the trident in his hand.

"In that case, I'd better use this to take you back."

Then in the scene, Sirio held up the trident and turned into a black shadow, stabbing towards Jonatan.

"Bang" the picture shattered into powdery sand again, and then Jonathan's grieving heart filled the space. In the picture that was formed again, a boy with a shimmering light all over his body was holding a wand and facing Sirio, and a childish and powerful voice sounded. .

The yellow-white ray of "Soul Annihilation Táant-anammarbh" collided with the magic spell released by the weapon in Sirio's hand. The exciting light fainted for a long time and finally disappeared in the water.

Along with the ending curse, Sirio died in this duel.

"Sirion~" The whisper of the soul slowly sounded, and then the picture shattered again.

Then Dral felt the gem suddenly throb, and then endless gold powder fell from the dome.

Just like the turbulent sea instantly filled the surroundings, the golden sand dispersed and an old altar appeared at the feet. Murlocs of all sizes floated up and down in the air around them. The figure outlined by the golden sand looked quietly at the side beside him. .

Next to yourself?

Dral suddenly turned around, and the fish-man, who still had scars on his face, slowly raised his head and looked up.Delal followed his gaze and looked up. He was as skinny as wood, with ribs protruding from his exposed chest and abdomen. His back was covered with sharp bone spurs. What kind of face was that under the disheveled hair? Flesh skeleton.

Cruel, heartless, and dehumanizing?These words slowly floated through Delal's mind.

At this time, a burst of words came from beside him.

"Your name, fishman." It was a fishman who was slightly fleshy but still skinny.

Jonathan whispered "Jonathan Malcolm"

"Your last name" the skeleton-faced fishman's low voice sounded slowly, and he was slightly leaning his head forward.

"Are you of the bloodline of the clan leader?"

"I don't think so, I can only say it's a little bit~"

"We will not grant your request, Saltwater Man."

"Why, I just need a very ordinary potion" Jonathan suddenly asked with an excited face.

"Oh? Why?" His broken teeth were exposed from his open lips, and a swimming fish slowly swam past him.

"Whoa!" The right hand, which was like a chicken claw, suddenly grabbed the swimming fish. The fish struggled fiercely, but could not shake the skinny claws.Slowly withdrawing it, the skeleton-like fishman put it into his mouth.

"Crack~Crack~" The sound of chewing sounded, and the floating fish blood wrapped the terrifying face.

The surroundings fell into silence for an instant, and the murlocs floating around looked at Ruonatan quietly.Delal looked around and found that four or five murlocs with weapons were secretly lurking close to Jonathan.

"Why? Because I don't even want to give you a potion." A blood mass suddenly appeared on his ferocious face, and there were still pieces of broken fish meat around his mouth.

"Kill, kill him, the key is mine." A hoarse, crazy voice sounded.The surrounding fishmen suddenly rushed towards Jonathan.

Suddenly, the condensed golden sand suddenly dispersed, and the covered palace was revealed again.

Dral touched his chin and thought quietly.

"It seems that these dreams are like nightmares to him!"

"Haha, I probably understand." Delal raised his head and looked at the dome.

"The other life is too important to this dimension, so the gem reminds me so solemnly."

Look at the stone stick in your hand.

"And as the key to open the door, it is like a wrench that can pry the roots of the other world. As long as it can open a small gap, then the benefits of being a soul gem can be obtained."

He slapped his mouth twice and murmured.

"That's unparalleled."

After humming a tune, Delal carried the stone stick and walked towards Paul's Happy House.

"But I still have no clue. Ruonatan's words obviously hide a way to open the door."

"But it's good to know some things."

"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."

"Wait a minute." The boy who was walking briskly towards the depths of the palace suddenly stopped.

Looking up at the starry sky-like roof and the central dome.

“When was there a moon and no stars?”

"Morning? Or night?"

"I thought of it!" After saying that, he threw the stone staff in his hand into the air. Before the stone staff dissipated, it turned into a ball of gold powder and dissipated in the palace.

However, the stars on the ceiling no longer exude special light one or two. Stars large and small begin to slowly contain different fluctuations. Looking at it again, it seems that something is different.