"Oh great goddess Ravenclaw, please retract your old magic..." Allen's face darkened. "My children will never have these two names..."
"Huh? Why not? I don't understand what you're thinking. "Hermione was confused by Allen's reaction.
Allen rolled his eyes and explained, "Hermione, you wouldn't want your son to have the same name as Harry's father, would you?"
Penello was still in a defensive posture with his arms crossed, but he could not help but give his opinion. "Potter is not suitable. If you want an elder's name, you can use Owen for a boy, and Morgan-le-Feil for a girl..."
"… I'm not used to having this name be both my father and my son. Just what you said just now is pretty good …" Alan sighed and gave up on arguing and expressed his stance.
"Then, other than naming Hermione's child..." Luna waved her delicate little finger in Penello's direction. "You should give Penello a child too..."
Penello touched his lower abdomen in shock. When he heard what Luna said was what he had been thinking about, he felt a little happy.
"Crazy girl, don't mock me for not being able to give birth!" Penello immediately reacted and shouted in exasperation. "You know I was too addicted to black magic, that's why it was hard for me to conceive a child..."
"It's mainly because of the way you peeked at Wednesdays and Thursdays. It made me nervous..." Luna shook her head and smiled. "It's okay, the goddess will bless you this time..."
A few days later, today was the day when the floating city had the most people since it was built. The open-air stalls in the commercial area were temporarily closed today, but there was still a hubbub of people. At this time, the empty spaces were all filled with wizards. Many of them were dressed in clothes that showed that they were not from Hogwarts.
The flags in the wizards' hands and fluttering in the sky were all pictures of Allen and words of encouragement for him.
In front of the Ravenclaw Shrine, on the platform that was previously used as a podium, other than the core members of Family Harris, many political leaders from various countries were lined up in the front row according to their relationship with the Hogwarts and national strength. Senior officials, vice-principals and professors of the Hogwarts schools, and celebrities in certain fields were arranged at the back.
Other residents of the Hogwarts, such as students and their parents, and even Miss Rosmerta with three brooms, came to send Allen off.
At this time, it was said that Allen Harris, who was communicating with the Goddess in the shrine, was going to face the Grim Reaper. The wizards in the magic world were about to welcome the hope of life, so the atmosphere was very lively.
Most of the wizards were happy, and the politicians of other countries were relieved. The scale of today's event showed that the savior who gave himself the title of Mage-Emperor had really decided to face the Grim Reaper. Whether it was a success or not, at least they now had a way to face the people temporarily.
Only students like Alan or close friends would show signs of worry. The gathered wizards were in high spirits, like a blazing flame that was stirring up excitement and joy in the crowd.
The Magic Empire prepared a grand and solemn ceremony for Allen before he went down. As the host, Owen repeatedly emphasized to the world that his son Allen was going to fight the Grim Reaper for the sake of the world, just like how Amos showed off his son Cedric. He also called on everyone to unite and pray to the Goddess of Ravenclaw at such a critical moment, not letting go of any chance to increase their chances of winning.
Soon after Owen's powerful speech, the two huge front doors of the Ravenclaw Shrine of Owen suddenly opened on both sides. In the warm applause and cheers, two rows of clerics in blue robes filed out.
Allen, the Chosen of the Goddess, was in the middle of these believers. He walked forward slowly, his whole body shrouded in a faint blue light. Those wizards who had been blessed by the Goddess of Ravenclaw recognized that the light on Allen's body was exactly the same as the light on the statue when the Goddess showed her divinity. They knew that it was the divine protection that the Goddess gave to her Chosen.
Today, Allen was no longer wearing the more ceremonial attire he wore a few days ago. He was wearing the ancient magic robe that Luna made for him. He held a magic staff in his hand, and a black hood was on his head, casting a shadow on his cheeks. On his waist was a bone belt made of demon bones in the shape of a goat's horn, with several magic potion bottles made by Professor Snape hanging on it. The raven-shaped pouch with the Traceless Stretching Spell was also within his reach.
There was no doubt that this attire was more practical. In fact, in the storage room of the tower, except for the magic staff, which could not be made in a short period of time and could only be replaced, there were several sets of the same equipment that were made so that Allen could change them when he went down.
When they walked out of the shrine, the open doors did not close as usual. Instead, a blue light spread out from within. This light was not like ordinary light, but turned into a mottled fog of starlight that shrouded the whole commercial square. This hazy light made the whole commercial square look very mysterious in an instant.
The negative emotions in the hearts of the wizards who were shrouded in this light seemed to be gradually smoothed out under the cover of this light. This was not the kind of exciting hope that would make one's blood boil, but it made one's heart feel unprecedentedly calm. The diseases of the wizards who were originally followers of Ravenclaw were reduced a lot under the cover of this divine power. Although they had not yet recovered, they suddenly felt very relaxed.
Even some of the outsiders who had never believed in Ravenclaw were pious in their hearts. Feeling the divine power, they surged with more confidence in Allen's next move. It was as if Ravenclaw had turned the original hope into a statement of what would happen.
Feeling the divine power contained in this light, the followers bowed down devoutly. They could clearly feel that the goddess was much more powerful than before. They used the most extravagant words of praise they could imagine to sing. Some of the more emotional adepts even sang out loud.
Allen calmly walked forward slowly, taking in the situation of the wizards in front of him. He nodded with satisfaction.
Due to the fact that the world was about to end, they needed faith to fight against the God of Death. During this period of time, the world's faith in Ravenclaw had increased by leaps and bounds. According to Luna, due to the continuous influx of prayer power, she had now stepped into the level of a great Divine Power.
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