Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 747: The power of nature

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This altar is very rudimentary. The center is a wooden pillar that is erected. The upper and the lower are thick and the lower is thick. Using a knife or other anything, a simple portrait of an owl is drawn on the top. The style is abstract and looks more like a certain A terrible monster.

Its body is obviously widened, its eyes are large and disproportionate, and its feathers jump like flames.

A very thick rope was tied to the pillar to form a knot, and a turquoise owl pendant was hung on the knot.

Continue down, on the ground is a complex magic rune that Ivan has not seen.

Nature patterns are interwoven with hexagonal patterns, and the finishing touch is the profound ancient magic language in the center of the pattern.

magic language Winky / glittering shines, and a light blue light flashes in it.

Ivan can feel a strange magical power, very peaceful, with a touch of healing ...

"Is this Demon Altar?" He stared at the wooden pillar staringly, "Just drop the blood to break the curse."

But he always feels a bit wrong, which is not the same as Demon Altar he sees deep underground in Hogwarts.

In front of Ivan, the little owl flew towards the altar, and as soon as it entered inside the circle of runes, its body changed quickly.

Soon, it turned into a girl, about eighteen or nine years old, with a white face and a very comfortable face.

Her eyes are as quiet as the sea, a small nose bridge and thin lips, and the corner of her mouth is slightly bent upward, with a sad smile.

The girl wore a very classic long dress, a turban, and a simple wooden ring on her forehead.

"Hello, strange visitors!"

"Who are you?" The Ivan paused and continued to ask, "Why should I be brought to this place?"

"As you can see, I am a dead soul." The girl said slowly, with a trace of calmness in her voice, "As for the name of my life, you can call me Schwella. I see you use The magic restores the original face of the soul, and hears what you said to it. I think you can help me escape this curse, so I brought you here. "

"Curse ?!" Ivan gasped, gripping wand(s) in his hand, "I did come to help you, but only if I had to know what happened in this castle? First, by your side That pillar is anything? I can feel the powerful magic power on it, which is a strange power to me. "

"This is a totem I made by myself. It is precisely because of its power that all the souls roaming in this castle have become owls." Schwella said, looking at the pillars around him, "I put our tribe's The holy thing hangs on it, it can communicate with an owl god, it is a very powerful natural force ... "

"You turned all the souls here into owls, this is the curse ..."

"No, this is not a curse, but a protection!" Schwella said quietly, correcting the Ivan's error.

Ivan frowned, looking at the girl in front of her and a wooden pillar glittering with a blue radiance beside her, and the exaggerated owl above.

As the woman Ariana, who he saw in the mirror before, said that it was this magic power that turned all the souls of the castle into an owl, but this thing really doesn't seem to be Demon Altar.

Ivan can feel that this power is not so evil, but rather decent.

In fact, the totem mentioned by Schwella reminds Ivan of another kind of special magic, using the power of the shaman of the power of nature.

Unlike the magic of the wizard(s)s, shamans use the power of natural elements and are a very old and mysterious caster. In those primitive tribes, they are also responsible for communicating with the souls of their ancestors and dealing with diseases. Suffering from the task of treatment.

In the past, shamanism was once very popular, but since time entered modern times, shaman has gradually become a historical term.

Because the method of inheritance is very backward and quite complicated, the caster itself has high requirements, and the casting process is also very cumbersome. It also needs to communicate with the power of the dead and the elements at all times. Various restrictions make the number of shamans greatly. cut back.

Ivan has seen shaman introductions in books about accepting magical powers around the world, but not much is known.

The totem just mentioned by the other party reminded him of this ancient profession. After all, this is not a very common cast item.

"This totem you made, is it the power of shaman?" Ivan asked.

"In our tribe, it is called witchcraft, and those who use this power are called witch doctors, and are the spiritual leaders of clans and tribes." Schwella said, the light blue magic power glow in her Slowly flowing through our hands, "We are responsible for communicating with the souls of our ancestors and the spirits of the natural world, guiding our people through all kinds of difficulties, and maintaining the order of nature from being destroyed. Of course, in your country, this power is again It ’s called Shaman ’s power, it ’s just a different name! "

"Is it a witch doctor from Africa, then you should be what it says is that witch!" Ivan thought about it and continued to ask, "In this case, what is the protection you just said? What about all the souls? Become owls, so that they can never rest in peace. Is this also a kind of protection? "

"It is a kind of protection!" Schwella said slowly, "There are powerful evil forces in this castle. If I don't provide shelter to these souls, they will be ruthlessly swallowed by the Demon(s)."

"What the **** is going on? What I have learned does not seem to be the case."

"I will tell you the truth about everything, strange visitors, you decide for yourself." Schwella said, watching Ivan calmly, "I left my tribe a long time ago Traveling alone, this is a trial. Every witch doctor in the clan will undergo this process. The elders hope that I can wash my soul during the trip, communicate with the elements better, and return to the tribe. Become the new head witch doctor. But during that long journey, I gradually lost my original intention. I met a wizard who met me and fell in love with him. He wants to take me back to his family and prepare to marry me. ..... "

"We crossed the Mediterranean Sea and were going to Paris, where his family was, and came to this place at the end of the journey. The hostess of this castle was his classmates. They used to study together in a place called Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. In her stay Next, the two of us stayed and prepared to stay for a few days before setting off to continue our journey. "