Hogwarts Lion Girl

The next day, Selina said goodbye to Krum and set out on her journey home.

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It was late at night when Salina returned to Swinburne Manor.

She walked into her room with tired steps, locked the door, and couldn't wait to take the crystal ball out of the box.

The soft moonlight poured into the room through the window. The crystal ball lay quietly on the velvet fabric, emitting a faint glow.

Salina took a deep breath and carefully placed her hand on the crystal ball.

A powerful magical power instantly surged into her body. Salina groaned and her body fell backwards uncontrollably.

She struggled to free her hand, but found that her hand seemed to be sucked in and she couldn't move at all.

"Damn it!" Salina gritted her teeth and tried hard to control the magic power in her body.

As time passed, Salina felt her body getting hotter and hotter, as if it was about to be torn apart by this powerful magic.

Just when she was about to give up, the crystal ball suddenly stopped supplying energy.

Salina collapsed to the ground weakly, gasping for breath.

She glanced at the crystal ball with lingering fear, her eyes filled with horror.

"This thing... is too dangerous..."

Salina murmured to herself, she knew that if she had let go a little later, the consequences would have been disastrous.

"but……"

Salina suddenly thought of something, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, "If I can control this magic power, then wouldn't it be..."

A bold idea emerged in her mind.

She began to look through the books in her home, looking for a way to control this magic.

As time went by, Salina locked herself in the room, studying the secret of the crystal ball without sleep or food.

She tried various methods but was unable to control this powerful magic.

"Is it really...Is there really nothing I can do?"

Salina was thinking a little frustrated, and at this moment, she accidentally turned to an ancient magic book she got from Krum.

The pages of the book have turned yellow, and various magical knowledge is recorded in ancient words.

Salina flipped through the pages one by one, and suddenly, a passage caught her attention.

"Ether crystals contain powerful magic power and can be used as a source of energy for magic items..."

Salina's eyes suddenly lit up. She continued to read on and saw the words in the book: "The magic power of ether crystal is too strong to be absorbed directly. It can be used as the origin to provide energy for magic props..."

"power bank?"

Salina murmured to herself, and suddenly she had a brilliant idea.

"What if I use the magic of the crystal ball to make a talisman?"

The more Salina thought about it, the more excited she became. She decided to use this method to make an amulet that could withstand fatal attacks.

She began to prepare materials and draw magic patterns.

Salina carefully injected her magic power into the magic pattern, and the room was suddenly filled with powerful magical fluctuations.

Salina held her breath and placed the crystal ball steadily in the center of the magic circle.

Ancient runes flickered with a faint blue light under her feet, and the room was filled with mysterious and powerful energy fluctuations.

She chanted the spell softly, and each syllable seemed to flow from the depths of her soul, trembling yet extremely firm.

As the spell was chanted, the crystal ball began to tremble slightly, and the soft light gradually became dazzling.

Salina felt a powerful force surging out of the crystal ball, flowing along the lines of the magic circle, and finally converging on the amulet in her hand.

The amulet originally looked ordinary, but now it was like a beating heart, emitting a warm and powerful light. Salina could feel the huge energy contained in it, which was a powerful force enough to withstand fatal attacks.

Slowly, a burning smell filled the room. Salina didn't bother to wipe the sweat from her forehead. She stared intently at the amulet in front of her.

It lay quietly on the workbench, emitting a faint light, and the magic patterns on it were complex and mysterious.

Finally, the last step was completed. Salina let out a long sigh and slumped down in the chair weakly.

She picked up the amulet and examined it carefully.

This is a round silver pendant with a lifelike griffin carved on the front, its sharp eyes seeming to be staring forward, and complex magic patterns engraved on the back, emitting a faint glow.

"I hope you can be of use..." Salina murmured to herself, her eyes full of anticipation and anxiety.

She put the amulet around her neck, and a warm feeling instantly spread throughout her body, and the fatigue caused by excessive use of magic power was swept away.

"It seems that my guess is correct." Salina raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile.

She stood up, walked to the window, looked at the bright moonlight outside, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Outside the window, it was pouring rain and the strong wind was hitting the window, making a heart-pounding sound.

The moonlight flickered, illuminating Harry's uneasy sleeping face.

In his dream, he was standing in a desolate cemetery and the air was filled with a disgusting stench.

The gloomy sky was suffocatingly depressing. In the distance, a tall and thin figure stood there with his back to him, motionless.

Harry felt a palpitation, he recognized the figure, it was his lingering nightmare - Voldemort.

He wanted to escape, but his legs felt like they were filled with lead and he couldn't move even a step.

Fear wrapped around his heart like a vine, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Voldemort turned around slowly, a creepy smile appeared on his pale face, and his scarlet snake eyes stared at Harry as if he wanted to devour him.

"You are afraid, Harry Potter," Voldemort's voice was hoarse and harsh, like the tongue of a poisonous snake. "You can't stop me. I will come back and the world will surrender to me."

Voldemort raised his wand and a green light shot out. Harry closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

"what!"

Harry suddenly woke up from his dream, covered in cold sweat and his heart beating violently.

He was breathing heavily, like a drowning man finally emerging from the water.

The dormitory was very quiet, with only the sound of his own rapid heartbeat.

Outside the window, the wind and rain have stopped, and the faint moonlight shines through the curtains, adding a touch of tranquility to the room.

But Harry couldn't fall asleep again. The fear in his dream still lingered in his mind and could not be shaken off.

He gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind. He lifted the quilt that still had body temperature, put on his coat, and groped his way to his desk.

Harry reached out and turned on the desk lamp. The dim light dispelled the darkness around him and also illuminated the quill and parchment he placed on the corner of the table.

He grabbed the quill, dipped it in ink, and began writing on the parchment.

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