It wasn't until the celebration of the victory officially began that the overly bold and unrestrained adepts began to restrain themselves and make way. That was because the heroes on the frontlines were about to go on a tour.
Three magic motorcycles led the way. As the commanders, Penello, Albert, and Wolf Mother followed behind in Family Harris's shiny, long-wheelbase black classic car. They were dressed in the same clothes they wore during the declaration of war. Using the newly opened skylight, they stood up and waved at the enthusiastic wizards, causing even louder cheers.
The vehicles behind them carried the heroes who had performed well in the war. The convoy would be patrolling around the floating city, and there were many Auros riding magic motorcycles on both sides and at the back as escorts. In the name of ensuring the safety of the patrolling convoy, the convoy looked more dignified.
Wizards with the logos of the British Ministry of Magic or Harris on their faces stood on the balconies and waved desperately. Some even climbed onto the rooftops of the shops to show the parade their own propaganda slogans and flags. The British wizards on the side of the road gave the parade a wizard salute, and the people cheered enthusiastically during the parade ceremony.
Some of the big magic screens in the shops played the lyrics of the British national anthem. Thousands of people sang in unison with the accompaniment of the fairy band, pushing the atmosphere of the commercial square to a climax. Some of the shops and wizards fired off fireworks as the parade passed by. Thousands of fireworks were set off in a dazzling display to salute the parade.
Generally speaking, the pride and joy that the wizards on the floating city were showing at this moment was a rare emotion in the magic world of countries outside the floating city, and even in the history of magic. It was only recently seen in the magic world of the United States on the other side of the ocean, but the Muggle wizards knew its name — nationalism.
Finally, the procession drove into the center of the temporary Ministry of Magic's temporary adepts' hall. The cheering adepts followed the procession into the hall.
At this time, there were many foreigners sitting in the hall. Compared to the uncontrollable joy on the faces of the British citizens, these foreigners were much more restrained. From time to time, some of them looked at the stairs leading upstairs and the golden elevator on the right side of the hall. This was because the meeting of the International Union of Wizards and Wizards was being held in the small conference room above. After the meeting, Owen, the minister of the British Ministry of Magic, would come here to announce the result of the defeat of Germany, Bulgaria, and other countries, as well as the compensation received by the victims.
At this time, unlike the bustling commercial square and the sorcerer's hall that appeared solemn due to its structure, in an independent room without an entrance on the upper level of the Ravenclaw Temple, some Harris and the witches close to Allen were in the room.
But at this time, the status of these wizards looked a little strange. In front of each of them were some blood union accessories, expensive necklaces, and even some dolls and even some living creatures. At this time, each of them was nestled on a lazy sofa in the temple's color scheme. The trembling and breathing of the eyeballs under their eyelids not only proved that they were still alive, but also that they seemed to be in a dream.
But this was nothing. What made the scene a little scary was that their heads were connected by a long chain of dark blue energy that was as wide as a palm. Not far above the heads of people like Emily, Penello, and the others, there were humanoid shadows of the same energy. These shadows' faces could not be seen clearly, but their bodies were very similar to their unconscious bodies. They swayed in the air like kites, swaying up and down in waves.
The expressions of their bodies also showed that this was a dream. Whether it was a dream or a nightmare, it was different for everyone.
At this time, Daisy's head was shaking violently as if she was struggling. Tears kept flowing out from the corner of her eyes, wetting the hair around her ears. Hermione's eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. She bit her lips hard, but she did not wake up. Hibiscus Chinensis's expression was normal, but her red lips were tightly pressed together, indicating that she was not having a good time. At present, only Emily and Penello were the exceptions. The little girl's eyebrows were relaxed, and the corners of her mouth were raised like a quiet little princess. The female Aura was also exuberant, and there was a happy smile on her face. She even laughed out loud, as if she had encountered something good.
This added a creepy feeling to the quiet room without a door. Following the energy lines that the human figures returned to their original form, they went up through the stone ceiling and officially arrived at the secret room on the top floor of the Ravenclaw Temple.
The other end of these energy lines was connected to the fingers of Luna, who was lying on the bed with her legs crossed, as if she was a puppeteer.
In fact, the current situation was similar. Because the wizards downstairs had more or less read a few Netherese scrolls, it was not as easy to create illusions that could affect their souls as Luna had said. The goddess was directly connecting the heads of the wizards downstairs through these energy lines. She began to use a wired transmission method to help the wizards downstairs create illusions that were targeted at them. It made it easier for them to be immersed in a false reality, and their souls would be shaken so that they could use this state to split their soul fragments that had been strengthened by years of soul absorption.
At this time, although the goddess was doing something serious, her posture did not look so serious. The Ravenclaw crown was placed on Luna's head, and she leaned her head on the back of Allen, who was sitting on the bed behind her with his legs curled up.
Helena, who was standing obediently by the bed, saw the sweat on Luna's forehead. Her mother was not as relaxed as she appeared to be. Whether it was for show or for convenience, it seemed that it was not easy to influence the minds of so many arcanists at once.
At this moment, Helena's father did not have the strength to help her mother. It was obvious that he was meditating on his own. Alan had begun to sink into his own memories — the Muggles he killed in ancient times; the white eyeballs of Scrimgeour he killed for Penello's sake; the appearance of Scrimgeour's petrified body turning into gray powder due to the absorption of his soul; and the Raccoon City that was engulfed in flames and engulfed in flames...
These scenes made Allen's body tense, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Luna stretched her hand behind her back as if she had eyes on the back of her head. Then, when she realized that she could not reach Allen, she vaporized her arm and extended her elbow to wipe Allen's sweat.
Noticing her mother's action, Helena could not help but ask with concern, "Mother, how is Father? Where are Auntie and the others downstairs? Can't I go downstairs to take a look? "
"Your father is fine. It's just that his soul has been strengthened a little too much." Luna replied. Then, she used her tentacle-like hand to roll up a bottle of Coke on the bedside table and took a sip before continuing, "Although your Aunt Emily is almost done, your Aunt Daisy's situation is a little more troublesome. You better wait a little longer before going down … You know, their condition is not like your father who has been strengthened by my divine power. They are much weaker … Ouch, be gentle."
Luna's head was suddenly turned around by Allen's hand. Only then did she realize that her father had opened his eyes and turned his head back. Although his eyes were a little weak and dazed, when he saw that it was Luna's head, Allen, who did not seem to be fully awake, uttered a spell that sounded ominous. "Soul Break, Anda Jones."
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