Katie Bell opened her arms and shouted, "Get ready, God's Gracious!"
Three clergy servants in blue ancient wind robes held lit sage in their hands. They walked to the area under the statue of Ravenclaw where a hexagram was drawn and purified the area with smoke. All the lights in the temple suddenly went out, and the light in the temple dimmed. Only the sunlight shone through the tall windows. Three clergy servants entered the temple with large candles in their hands and placed the candles in front of the statue.
"The light of Ravenclaw, our glory. Goddess, please let your followers bask in your light. Let them step on the path of wisdom and enter the mysterious world of magic. " Katie's prayer echoed throughout the temple. "Please, God's Gracious, offer your candles to show your love and sincerity."
Under the guidance of a clergy attendant, all the duds, whether they were sincere or just playing along, stood up solemnly. They held the lit candles in their hands and slowly walked to the area that the attendants had just cleaned. They knelt on the ground and placed their candles on a large hexagram mirror.
The candles floated in the air as if they were in Hogwarts. There was no ash or candle tear. They looked sacred and peaceful.
The choir's singing became more and more holy. In the midst of the prayers, Helena's figure appeared in the middle of the hexagram. She was holding a tray with potions in her hands. Unlike her usual milky white and transparent appearance, Helena was dressed up meticulously. Although her clothes were still the same, her hair was coiled into an exquisite bun with a pearl hair clip pinned on it. Under the light, it emitted a warm glow. Her exposed cheeks and skin still looked pale, but it gave people the feeling that she was much more solid.
Seeing her, some people in the temple couldn't help but scream. However, the commotion was suppressed in an instant and disappeared without a trace. None of the Hogwarts graduates did not recognize Ms. Gray, but their eyes were filled with surprise and disbelief when they saw a ghost holding the thing in her hand. However, since Katie had already reminded them to keep quiet, they did not become rowdy or rowdy.
Hermione, who had accompanied her father here, had her fluffy brown hair swaying. She looked at Helena in astonishment, and doubt welled up in her heart. According to the arrangements she knew, Helena was not in charge of this matter. The fact that she could materialize was one of the secrets that had always been protected. This would make those ghosts who could only drift forever go crazy.
Penello squinted. She noticed Hermione's surprised expression and knew that she was worried. She snorted. "Before the event started, I heard the madwoman asking Allen and Helena to do this. Allen, you're worried about this. But the madwoman said that after her power increases, she can let a few ghosts experience this temporarily without using the old method. Now, all the ghosts in the world are rushing to provide faith to the madwoman. This will make her stronger."
Hermione, who had just straightened her body, relaxed and leaned back in her seat. Unlike Penello, she was not jealous of the difference in power between her and Luna. "For thousands of years, no one knows how many ghosts in the magic world can't taste food or touch objects. This ability is very attractive to them. But at least it's a good thing. Helena doesn't have to hide it anymore."
"When the time comes, the floating city will become a ghost city. I hope you can still think like that." Penello said sourly. "That's boring. I'm going home to prepare for the festival. Miss Know-It-All, when the ceremony is over, please do me a favor and tell my mother that she knows the way home. She doesn't need you to send her home."
At this time, Katie Bell, who was on the stage, had slowly walked to the side of the goddess' daughter. She glanced at the bottles, which were deliberately dyed in the color of Ravenclaw Academy by Allen to avoid detection. She then raised her head and chanted loudly, "The Goddess Ravenclaw has blessed her devout believers with the opportunity to open the door to a new world. May you be grateful for the mercy of the goddess and pray diligently."
The chief priest solemnly called out the names of Filch and the others one by one. He then took the lead and knelt down in front of the statue of the goddess and prayed devoutly. All the wizards who believed in Ravenclaw and the duds also knelt down and prayed.
The choir sang the praises of Ravenclaw's deeds again. Songs flew out from the mouths of the temple attendants who were strolling around the temple. These songs echoed throughout the temple, expressing their unreserved devotion to the goddess and their reverence for the goddess through singing. This made the temple even more solemn.
The pious expressions, the tears under the goddess' statue, the soft and gentle singing, the soft sunlight shining through the window, and the whispered prayers all had a soul-stirring charm.
Suddenly, a great sense of panic shrouded them. The wizards looked around nervously. The inexplicable palpitations almost made their hearts jump out of their throats. They were so nervous that they could hear the sound of their own pulse. This familiar feeling made the clergy in the temple so excited that they immediately knelt down respectfully on the ground, chanting prayers and praising the goddess Ravenclaw.
A series of kaleidoscope-like illusions appeared at the top of the temple. In the middle was a huge Omniscient Eye. It was made up of black and blue energy. The edges of the Omniscient Eye overflowed with black energy in the shape of raven feathers. They constantly rushed out and scattered in all directions, sometimes dissolving together and sometimes spinning apart. Then, all of these disintegrated into a vast and unfathomable darkness. It was as if there were countless dark worlds and suns spinning in this abyss.
Around the Omniscient Eye, eyeballs of different sizes flew out and disappeared in a disorderly manner. The parts that fell off the eyeballs and the eerie black energy that flowed out of the raven feathers gathered together and formed an ominous and terrifying image that could not be described with prophecy.
The scene of Dumbledore being chased out of Hogwarts reappeared. The wizards seemed to have lost all their senses in a short period of time and began to lose interest in everything. They just stared blankly at the huge thing on top of the temple.
Penny, Dudley, Filch and the others who did not have any magic power yet could not bear it. They breathed in short and spasmodic breaths, turned pale, and fainted on the ground. This shock protected them and prevented them from perceiving anything in the outside world. The fixed camera positions were still working as usual and recorded the image of the Ravenclaw shining on them.
Unlike the previous time when she used her divine power to disguise herself, Luna's image contained something real this time. It was just that there were too many and too many things, and ordinary people could not understand it at all. They just could not take their eyes off it. Ordinary people could not bear it. Their eyes turned black, and their ears buzzed. They felt as if their whole body was dispersing like dust. They could not speak at all under the pressure of this divine power. Their hearts were like a pendulum, swinging back and forth in their chests. Even the clerics in the temple could not avoid it.
Some of them were too close to the eerie energy. They were as light as feathers and could not resist at all. They turned into black ashes and were sucked into the eyeballs like real smoke.
Allen took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. The pressure made his back bend a little. He put his hand on the pulpit and looked at the indescribable forms that kept appearing and disappearing. He nodded to himself. Recently, Luna had been on the right track to gather faith. Her power was growing day by day.
Suddenly, more than twenty specters jumped out of the gate of the temple. The fat friar, the nearly headless Nick, Blood Man Barro, and Lockhart led the way. The rest were ordinary specters of the academy. Because they were close to the temple, they were the first to arrive. These pearl-white, translucent specters slid into the temple.
The commotion caused by the specters did not last long. As soon as they entered the temple, they were stunned by Ravenclaw's aura and indescribable forms. As if they saw the eyes of a snake monster, they froze on the spot and could not move.
"Everyone, there's no need to panic. The goddess is merciful and benevolent. As long as you believe in the Ravenclaw Goddess from the bottom of your heart and are devout enough, the goddess will grant the most devout spirits a temporary experience every once in a while …" Alan explained to the spirits. Suddenly, he realized that they were in a state of losing their minds because they were looking directly at a goddess. Shaking his head with a wry smile, he lifted his finger and used illusion to write out what he had just said in the air. The sentences were shining in the air.
"That's enough. Let's go back and open our Christmas presents …" Allen transmitted his voice to Luna who was in the sky. He pulled up his daughter Helena who was also stunned and disappeared from the temple.
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