On the top floor of the tower, Allen moved the large cauldron that his mother used to make stew from the kitchen and set it up in the middle of the room. The cauldron was so large that it could fit an adult sitting inside.
Usually, Morgan-le-Feil would only use it during festivals or when he got his hands on a whole horned camel like Lunn.
After the witches delivered the materials and helped him process them, Allen left himself alone in the room with the starry sky above his head. He took out some healing potions and put them on the table. After taking a few deep breaths to adjust his mood, Allen threw the processed materials into the cauldron.
Gradually, the cauldron was filled with a mixture of various medicinal materials and potions. Suddenly, a crackling flame appeared under the cauldron. The liquid in the cauldron heated up very quickly. Not only did the surface begin to boil, but it also burst out with sparks as if it was on fire. The steam grew thicker and thicker.
Allen held the black stone of life in his hand. He gently stroked the surface of the stone, and the diamond-shaped stone spun in his hand. The figure of the little witch appeared in the room that was illuminated by starlight. Her light silver eyes swept across the cauldron in the middle of the room.
Allen and Luna looked at each other and nodded. The little witch quietly walked to the cauldron and floated up. Her figure was gradually drowned by the potions in the cauldron.
In the light of the fire, Allen's focused face was faintly discernible in the mist. Allen raised his staff and closed his eyes. He said to the cauldron, "Father's bone, unintentionally donated. It can give birth to your child!" The finger bone that Allen cut off from Xenophilus rose into the air at Allen's call and gently fell into the cauldron. The diamond-like liquid cracked, hissing, and sparks flew everywhere. The liquid turned a bright blue. It was obvious that it was poisonous.
Pop! The house elf Maggie answered Allen's call and appeared in the tower. "Maggie, in order to let Luna come back here again, are you willing to sacrifice your hand for her to complete this magic ritual?"
"Maggie's honor!" Maggie, who had always been obedient, was still a little confused. But as a house elf, even if she was not as severely enslaved as the others of her kind, she was filled with a sense of honor to be able to help her master. This was simply an opportunity that house elves yearned for even in their dreams, let alone for her mistress, Loina. Ravenclaw! If she hadn't seen that her master, Allen, was satisfied with her service a thousand years ago, she wouldn't have had the chance to reunite with them a thousand years later.
Allen never doubted Maggie's loyalty, and never thought that she would refuse. Maggie stretched out her left hand, and then drew a circle on her left wrist with the fingers of her right hand. When the virtual path drawn by the fingers returned to the circle, the house elf couldn't help but let out a short scream. Then, as Maggie suppressed the pain and gasped for breath, she threw her cut off left hand into the big cauldron.
Allen hurriedly put the healing potion that he had prepared on the table in advance on Maggie's cut off wrist, and used his hand to gently caress Maggie's wound. He used magic and ointment to stop the pain and the blood that kept gushing out. Then, he lovingly wiped the cold sweat on the house elf's forehead because of the pain, and then called for Maggie, who wanted to continue to help, to rest and recuperate.
Then, the crystal ball under Allen's staff shone brightly, and the soul energy inside it flowed out. "The soul of your enemy, forced to sacrifice, can revive your enemy." It flowed into the big cauldron, and in an instant, the liquid in the big cauldron immediately turned into a dazzling white. The cauldron was about to boil, and diamond-like sparks splashed out in all directions. It was so bright and dazzling that everything around it turned into a black screen, the color of goose down.
Finally, he threw the Raven Pendant into the big cauldron, and with a hissing sound, it sank. Allen heard the dull sound of it hitting the bottom of the cauldron.
Suddenly, the sparks on the big cauldron flew everywhere, and then turned into a blazing flame. When the flame gradually extinguished, a naked pink cocoon of flesh slowly unfolded in midair. The curved spine gradually straightened, like an embryo growing rapidly. The girl's torso gradually unfolded, and the facial features on her face gradually took shape as if carved by an invisible hand. When she touched her face with her hands, the eyelids that had not been separated finally opened. When she opened her eyes, light blonde hair suddenly grew wildly from her bald head, fluttering freely without any wind behind her naked back.
Luna smiled at Allen, whose eyes were red, and then moved her gaze away from the male wizard, and began to check her own body. She raised both hands, moved her fingers, and touched her face, chest, arms, and felt her own body. She felt the coolness of the cauldron under her feet, which was rapidly cooling after the consumption of the energy of the herbs.
The little witch nodded in satisfaction. She then tried to climb out of the cauldron, only to find that it was quite difficult for her to do so given her size. At this time, Alan took off his Raven Cloak wizard robe and draped it over her naked and wet body. He then hugged her tightly in his arms. Feeling the warm body in his arms from under the cloak, Alan, who had not dared to disturb her before, breathed a sigh of relief. It was as if he was really sure that she had indeed come back to life.
After being carried out of the cauldron, Luna, who had just put her chin on Allen's shoulder, heard Allen's magnetic voice in her ears, "I said, I'll give you a hug when I see you again."
Luna straightened her body slightly, and let her forehead touch Allen's face. Then, she suddenly acted out of character, and said very seriously with her usual absent-minded and nonchalant tone, "I need you to do something for me."
Realizing the seriousness of this request from the other party's serious expression, Allen nodded solemnly and looked into the other party's eyes with deep affection. "What makes you feel so embarrassed?" Is it related to the Grim Reaper? "
"You have to tell my father everything …" Luna, who usually did not care about other people's gazes, subconsciously avoided Allen's honest gaze with her protruding breasts.
"Okay! I didn't ask … Eh?! "Allen first agreed reflexively, and then he realized something was wrong.
This sudden request was completely out of Allen's expectation. Allen could not help but laugh bitterly. He also felt very troubled. How could he say it? When he thought of Xenophilius's crazy look when he asked about Luna even after his finger was cut off, Allen felt a little scared — especially when he realized that he was the one who cut off his father-in-law's finger.
Luna seemed to have completely lost the ability to see through people's minds. She acted as if she did not know what Allen was worried about. She explained in a seemingly serious manner, "It's good that you agree. My father is very troublesome. What should I say? I can't tell my father that I'm actually older than him, and that I became his daughter in order to regain a young body, right? And we already have a daughter who's older than him. He's already a grandfather! And I can't tell him that I asked you to cut off his finger, right? "
Alan scratched his head in distress and nodded dejectedly. He took on the responsibility to Xenophilus. "But I have to go back to the Ministry of Magic to show my face …" His heart was full of anxiety. He even thought that it would be more difficult to meet his parents under such circumstances than when he fought with Lord Voldemort …
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