On Sprout Island, a strong wind was already howling. A heavy rain fell like a curtain, shrouding the sky and the earth. In the dark ocean, huge waves surged, as if they could swallow everything. Even the giant trolls, huge and far larger than humans, trembled in the face of such power, feeling an instinctive fear.
And in Sirius's eyes, an anxious look showed. The current storm was already incredibly powerful, but it had not yet reached its peak. His gaze was fixed on the distance. The sky there seemed particularly low, as if a black line was constantly approaching, the heart of the most ferocious part of the storm. "The lightning rod is still a little short. It must be completely finished before the storm arrives. I cannot let my king down!"
Immediately, Sirius waved the "magic wand" in his hand again, hitting the ground hard. Then, between the dark sky and earth, a ball of fire leaped, casting a blazing light on Sprout Island. A combination of ancient fire magic and alchemy, even in the midst of a violent storm, the last part of the metal ore was still steadily melted into liquid metal. He personally carried the last bit of metal and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step in the wind and rain. The road was already steep and difficult, and it became even more slippery due to the downpour. The mountain trail that had been originally flattened by the giant trolls was now submerged in mud.
Just as Sirius was looking for a climbing path, a short figure appeared in front of him with a loud crack. It was Eugene, the house-elf of the family Char had taken in. At this time, he looked like he would be blown away by the storm at any moment. Supporting himself with difficulty, he snapped his fingers. Instantly, it was like an invisible force cleared the slippery and muddy road ahead, revealing a flat and smooth path. Sirius's eyes lit up with joy. "Thank you very much, Mr. Eugene."
Eugene huddled behind Sirius's tall body to shelter from the wind and rain. "I was originally going to be wandering the wizarding world, but it was Mr. Sprout who gave me a place to stay and even gave me my own territory. I must do my best to help him with what he wants to do. Stop talking so much. The center of the storm is coming soon, hurry!"
So next, Sirius and Eugene, one strode forward while the other used the magic of a house-elf to clear the obstacles ahead. Finally, Sirius poured the hot metal onto the lightning rod on the top of the mountain. He waved his wand and carved the last part of the alchemical pattern on it. The entire lightning rod flashed with a silver-white light, seeming to become shiny. He finally let out a long breath. Before the storm completely flooded this place, it was finally done!
It was at this moment that another figure broke through the thick rain curtain and appeared. It was Char. When he saw the storm coming at Hogwarts, he had rushed to Sprout Island without stopping. He witnessed the moment when Sirius and his team completed the construction of the lightning rod. Looking at the towering metal structure in front of him, his eyes showed satisfaction. Such harsh construction conditions... even if a modern construction team came, he was afraid it would be difficult to find it on a deserted island in the vast ocean. It was amazing to build a building like this in such a short time. Sirius and the others had indeed tried their best.
Char said, "Thank you for your hard work. The storm is too strong. Let's go back to the cave and hide." Just as he was about to take a step and walk into the space reserved in the lightning rod, he suddenly felt something in his heart. He turned and looked, but he saw Sirius's figure, motionless in the pouring rain, like a silent reef. That wasn't all. Even the giant trolls who should have hidden in their caves had also come here. Even Eugene the house-elf just hid in the gaps between the giants to avoid being blown into the sea by the strong wind, but he also had no intention of leaving to take shelter.
Char paused. "You?"
Sirius's eyes showed piety and fanaticism. "My king, it is because of you that the trolls were able to leave the Forbidden Forest and see the light of day. If you want to fight a powerful enemy, even though the giant trolls are still ignorant and stupid, there is no reason for you to fight alone. Also, I am a priest of the troll clan. Recording the king's deeds should have been my mission. Following you, even the storm is nothing."
The giants behind him were not yet able to express their thoughts fluently using language, but the sound of "Groonk" calling out to their king was enough for Char to realize it. The giants were determined to follow him to the death. Little Eugene also tried to make his own sharp voice heard in the storm. "Mr. Sprout, let me stay here too. Maybe I can be of some help!"
A hint of warmth appeared in Char's eyes. Then he took a deep breath and walked into a room connected to the lightning rod. Once inside, he did not delay. He immediately took out a large bottle of the Quintaped blood he had obtained earlier. At this time, the bewitching power coming from it simply reached its peak. Even though his Occlumency was still working, he could feel waves of strange temptation crashing against his defenses. It seemed as if there was a strong temptation coming from it, letting him use the blood quickly to obtain the ancient and powerful force. To this, a cold light flashed in his eyes. "Have you been waiting for a long time? Then let me see what you have prepared."
Immediately, he waved his wand. A puff of the blood immediately turned into a blood mist and dissipated. At the same time, he had also brought a large amount of glow mushroom mycelium. He let the blood drown the mycelium. Soon, that strange red color began to spread on it, looking like red hair had grown. That wasn't all. There were also many hyphae entangled and wriggling with each other, gathering together. Faces with strange smiles on them were taking shape within the mycelium. Mutant human-faced glowing mushrooms were being induced in large quantities. His eyes fell on the system panel. The Demeter ritual magic had cooled down. He took out the silver cup and gently tapped it with his wand. A pleasant humming sound echoed around.
At the same time, the island of Delos was also being battered by strong winds and heavy rain. But the Quintapeds still knelt devoutly and fanatically outside the temple, as if they were worshipping the gods they believed in. But compared to the past few days, the number of Quintapeds worshipping here seemed to be significantly smaller. Instead, there were nearly ten piles of broken bones emitting evil magic. And the cursed magic coming from the temple on the island was far beyond what it was before, like a surging wave. Obviously, under the influence of the strange and terrifying ceremony held before, the temple had not only restored the power that had been once stolen by Char but had even increased it significantly in a short period of time. This was naturally done to teach him, the blasphemer, a lesson he would never forget.
Just as Char began to use the Quintaped blood to give birth to the mutant mushrooms, deep in the temple, a gloomy and triumphant voice echoed. "Little wizard, you finally can't help it? I've been waiting for you for a long time. Don't you want to steal my power? Come on, then you must feel the magic power I prepared for you!"
When the silver cup hummed, a solemn and dignified ritual magic spell also came out of Char's mouth. "Proscindite glaciem, vomere fulgente! Spargite grana auri, paleasque territe! Cantate ovantes, seges alta viret!" (Break the ice with the shining plowshare! Scatter the grains of gold and thresh the chaff! Sing joyfully, the tall crops flourish!) Suddenly, above the system panel, the Demeter ritual magic, which had reached the diamond level, shone brightly. This was already the level where one could receive oracles from the goddess. Even in the Olympian era, Char could be considered a qualified priest. Even though the silver cup was still broken, at this moment, driven by his ritual magic, which was different from before, the effect it exerted was far greater than the last time it had been used.
The soil stored in the silver cup was covered by a silver light in the blink of an eye, then filled with an ancient, rich magic. Seeing this scene, his eyes flickered. The ancient magic power soaked in this soil seemed to be almost half as much again as before. It seemed that his previous attainments in ritual magic had not yet been able to fully unleash the power of Demeter's Silver Cup. But this was a pleasant surprise. This time, the "wool" he could get from the temple might be more than expected.
Then, he waved his wand. In the silver cup, tiny bits of soil wrapped in the rich magic that could force almost all plants to grow and mature fell on the mutant human-faced mushrooms that had just been induced. Immediately, these mushrooms were like they had taken some all-purpose tonic. Each mycelium was not as thin as before but began to become deformed and thick. Even in a short moment, each of these hyphae looked like a red earthworm covered with thick hair, wriggling there. Just looking at this scene gave an extremely evil feeling, enough to make one feel nauseous and want to vomit. This was a much bigger scene than the one he had seen the last time he had cultivated them.
And this was not over yet. He saw the hyphae entangled with each other, devouring each other hungrily. Even the strange human faces above began to bite and devour each other. In only a moment, there had been so many mycelium, but now only one particularly thick one was left. But this was nothing compared to the huge human face on top of it. It was like a big head hanging on a thin neck, both funny and chilling. Char felt the extremely strong curse magic coming from this thing. It was no exaggeration to say that the most powerful cursed object he currently possessed, the voodoo doll that had devoured his flesh and blood, was still just a little brother compared to this. The guaranteed reward was also an epic cursed item.
He had already experienced the difficulty of this thing before. Almost all magic could not affect this body filled with cursed magic. And even if it was the same cursed magic, because of its high status, it was difficult for it to have any effect. Last time, if it weren't for his ancient weather magic, which was the trump card that could restrain it, he was afraid Dumbledore would have had to destroy these things. This time, the ferocity of this thing was far greater than last time. If he hadn't made sufficient preparations and had rashly given birth to the mushrooms, he was afraid he would have really failed.
And at this time, the strange human face shook its neck, slowly stretched out, came in front of him, and looked down at him. "Surprised? An accident? Do you think I wouldn't be on guard against the actions of a thief like you?" In just a few words, he felt a strong curse magic emanating from this human face and sweeping towards him. And it had no intention of talking nonsense at all. He waved his wand. The air filled with smoke, and then seven black snakes emerged, seemingly real and illusory, their bodies also wrapped in a strong curse magic power, and they roared towards the sky, rushing towards the strange human face.
The face was slightly startled at first. It seemed it hadn't expected that in such a short time, Char's attainments in curse magic would have made such rapid progress. But a moment later, the shocking discussion turned into ridicule. "It seems you have made some preparations. But is this your struggle? Haha, so powerless." As soon as the words fell, the slender neck of the human face suddenly became like a python, tightly wrapping around the seven black snakes that were rushing towards it. No matter how the seven-headed black snake struggled, wanting to tear the face and neck into pieces, all it could do was make them move slightly. Instead, the strange human face easily twisted off the heads of all seven. Then, the slender red neck drilled into their necks, turning into a monster with a snake's body and a human face, becoming more and more weird.
Seeing this scene, even with his preparations, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly. This thing in the temple on Delos was really weird to the extreme. The snake spell he had released was actually controlled by it. At this time, the human face uttered a sneer. "Any other means? Where's your weather magic? Your thunderbolt? Why don't you try it out?"
Before he had finished speaking, a dazzling flash of lightning came from the tip of his wand and landed on it. The only difference was that last time, the mutant mushrooms had been destroyed with ease. This time, as the lightning struck the face, it actually gave him a strange, slimy feeling. Most of the electric light seemed to have slipped away. Only a small portion of the spell's power actually landed on this thing. And this naturally could not eliminate it. It didn't even cause any effective damage. At best, it was only slightly louder than the noise caused by his previous snake spell.
Seeing this scene, he raised an eyebrow. His sight quickly fell on the surface of the human face. The cursed magic there seemed to exhibit a strange nature. The magic just now had been cast here, which had weakened most of its power. Noticing his gaze, the human-faced figure laughed. "Found it? Your senses as a little wizard are still very sharp. While weather magic is powerful, it's not like I haven't battled it before. It's too crude for me to handle something like the one you use." Speaking of this, a strange and fiery look flashed across its eyes. "Do you realize the difference now? But it doesn't matter, I still love talents. Tell me where you got your weather magic, and I will give you a chance to enter the temple and prostrate yourself before it. You know, some of the indigenous people on the island of Delos have been kneeling for hundreds of years, and they still haven't received such an honor."
But Char sneered at this. "Isolated on the island of Delos, never seeing the light of day. Only a bunch of brainwashed Quintapeds worship you. What are you pretending to be now?" Obviously, his words had touched a sore spot for this mysterious being. The expression on the face became more and more serious. "You missed your last chance. I will let you know that even though the age of gods has passed, blasphemy is still an unforgivable crime. Do you know how we will punish sinners then? The death of the body is simply a gift. A hero once renowned throughout the world was punished. Overnight, he was transformed from a hero into a lowly beast of burden, his dignity crushed. Some souls are not spared, locked in dark cages, tormented for eternity. Tell me, what should I do to you?"
While speaking, the human face slowly descended from mid-air, slowly approaching him. He gritted his teeth, and bursts of lightning shot out from his staff. But it was still the same as before. There was no way to cause effective damage to it. Even the last few flashes of lightning, as if his hands were shaking, flew past the face and landed on the metal wall. This made the sarcastic smile on the face's face even more intense. "I thought you were such a brave little wizard who dared to blaspheme. At such a close distance, how could the spell still go astray?"
Then, Char breathed a sigh of relief and put down his wand, seeming as if he was not going to continue using ancient weather magic. The smile on the face became more and more ferocious. A sinister laugh approached him, but what it didn't expect was... Char, who should have collapsed to the ground in fear, actually had a bright smile on his face. "Hm? You can still laugh?"
The curve of his mouth became more and more obvious. "You can laugh. Why can't I?" The human face wanted to say something else, but at this time, a strong sense of crisis enveloped it. It finally reacted and turned its head suddenly, its sight occupied by a dazzling light. It turned out that he had just continuously released ancient weather magic, and the lightning had spread along the surrounding metal walls and the alchemical patterns on them, and had already spread to the entire lightning rod. At this moment, the tip of the rod was gathering electric light. And the clouds in the sky seemed to be attracted. You could see countless electric snakes moving in it and converging towards the sky above the rod. Even the originally dark clouds above were now all getting brighter and brighter.
The strange human face then understood his plan. Is he going to trigger natural lightning to strike?! Even an ancient existence like it, which had lived for an unknown number of years and had seen countless bizarre things, had never seen such an unreasonable thing. The feeling was absurd. It was as if one had set a simple trap for a garden pest, only to discover the pest was actually baiting a dragon and had just lit the fuse to the mountain of gunpowder it was sitting on. Was this little wizard truly so insane? Was he willing to die just to take his enemy with him? This was probably the current psychological activity of the human face.
At this time, his smile grew even wider. "Don't you want me to feel the punishment? I am coming. Don't leave!" The next moment, he chanted aloud the incantation of ancient weather magic. "Fehu... Thurisaz... Dagaz..." The human face watched his actions. For the first time ever, it felt a little frightened. No? Aren't wizards from Hufflepuff House said to be the gentlest? How is this mild? Isn't this too extreme?
"Wait! Don't you want some strength? It's negotiable. Everything is negotiable. You only have one life, and life is precious. Think about your loved ones and your friends. There are still many beautiful things in this world. Don't be so depressed and don't go to extremes!"
He didn't hesitate at all. He swung his wand down decisively. The complete ancient weather magic exploded. And the same thing broke out. And under the traction of the electric current, lightning had accumulated to the extreme in the clouds in the sky. Now, a huge lightning bolt that illuminated the area within a radius of dozens of miles struck straight down, submerging both him and the strange human-faced monster.
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