A puff of black smoke emerged out of thin air and surrounded Allen. Allen used the same method as the mysterious man to rise into the air. Under the gaze of the Omniscient Eye, Allen's seemingly small figure continued to rise rapidly.
The five heads of the five-headed dragon of Prismatic Convergence looked at Allen at the same time. The Omniscient Eye and the black energy of the raven's feathers quickly converged into a ball of light. This ball of light devoured these energies hungrily and elongated into a huge shadow of a human figure. This shadow gradually became clearer in the gathering of energy.
When Allen flew to the dragon that was entrenched in the castle, an almost transparent shadow stood on the red dragon head in the middle of the five-headed dragon of Prismatic Convergence. This shadow full of divine power was ten feet tall, so tall that it almost did not look human. She had a beautiful and serious face, and her facial features were as three-dimensional as if they were chiseled by a knife and axe. Her lips were tightly shut and her eyes were half-squinted. Her light blond hair flowed behind her like water waves, and the crown and gem on her head emitted a blue light.
Compared with the shadow of the dragon and the huge Ravenclaw, Allen, who was only two-thirds of her size, looked like a doll.
In just a moment, the wizards could not bear the pressure of her divine power. Their eyes turned black, and their ears buzzed. They felt as if their bodies were scattered like dust, and they were crushed to the ground by this divine power. But at least they were relieved of the temporary state of losing their minds just now.
Paul Gringlass, who was lying on the ground, completely gave up on the idea of getting up. His heart felt extremely heavy, as though a stone had fallen into his chest. With such unimaginable power and pressure, he did not doubt that the shadow in front of him was the real Loynar Ravenclaw. But after he regained his senses, he realized that things were not good. The appearance of Ravenclaw in the temple of Ravenclaw was real. Allen Harris said that he had obtained the approval of the founder of the Hogwarts and obtained the authority of the Hogwarts. And now, it was obvious that he had a close relationship with the goddess. So, it was also true that he said that he was the chosen one of Ravenclaw … Now that the founder, Rona Ravenclaw, was here in person, it was obvious who she supported. He felt that his chest was full of indescribable despair and bitterness.
In contrast, Amelia Burns, who was not very strong-willed, did not have the time to think about this. Her glasses were tilted to one side as she was overwhelmed by the divine power. Her heart was like a pendulum, swinging around in her chest. She could not control herself. She threw away all thoughts and only wanted to pray and believe sincerely.
The great light wizard Dumbledore could still stand on the spot, but his back was slightly bent. His neck seemed to be unable to bear the weight. He lowered his head, and his chin was on his chest. His eyes inadvertently glanced at his right hand, and he was shocked. He suddenly realized that under the influence of Ravenclaw's divine power, he had unknowingly put down the wand in his hand.
This frightening yet uncontrollable desire to worship and the palpitating pressure made everyone no longer doubt the authenticity of Ravenclaw. At this moment, the minds of the little wizards who were lying on the ground were in a mess. Their eyes were lifeless, and they had lost control of their bodies. Even the pure-blooded school directors and the old stubborn Moody who believed that the Harris Shrine was a scam had no choice but to admit that Ravenclaw had indeed shown her divinity. Everyone present had just looked directly at a true god.
Loynar Ravenclaw bent down gently and patted the red dragon's head. Although the dragon's body was huge, it looked elegant and light. The dragon stopped roaring after being comforted by Ravenclaw. It lowered its head and slowly extended its neck forward. Like an elevator, it sent Ravenclaw, who was on its body, down a certain distance.
Allen floated in front of the huge Ravenclaw, and flew to a position at the same height as Ravenclaw's elbow. Her light golden hair flowed like waves. Ravenclaw lowered her eyes and her gaze fell on Allen, who was very short compared to her. Allen bent down and raised his arm in an inviting gesture.
Ravenclaw nodded her chin slightly and raised her arm. Her white and slender fingers fell on Allen's arm, almost covering Allen's entire arm. With the gentlemanly support of Allen, the two of them slowly landed on the square surrounded by black gas.
"My true body is fighting against the great evil on another plane, and I can't come here in person. I once sent Allen … Allen Harris met with me a thousand years ago. Because of his description of the Hogwarts a thousand years later, I left this phantom in the Hogwarts to ensure the safety of the academy I founded and to observe the development of the Hogwarts. " Ravenclaw did not open her mouth, and her lips did not move at all, but her majestic voice sounded in everyone's heart again. After landing on the square, under the shadow of the castle, her face was clearer without the dazzling sunlight.
Allen glanced at Dumbledore, whose forehead was covered in sweat, and whose white eyebrows and beard were wet. He spread his hands and made a difficult expression. "Last year, in the Department of Mystical Affairs of the Ministry of Magic, I think many of you know that after I chased Lord Voldemort away in the great battle, I was accidentally sucked into the curtains of the arch … In that world, I saw the existence that was much more evil and powerful than the mysterious man. By chance, I was sent back to a thousand years ago by Lady Royna … Royna Ravenclaw, who was fighting against him, and I obtained the rights to the Hogwarts in ancient times."
When the wizards who were lying on the ground heard this, they were shocked. Ravenclaw's words revealed too much information. She could not come in person because she was fighting against the evil force in another world. Also, the most puzzling thing was how could Allen Harris have met Ravenclaw a thousand years ago? Although the time machine could allow him to go back a thousand years, it could not guarantee that he would not be killed by the backtracking of time after he returned to the modern world.
Dumbledore was immersed in his speculation about the great evil behind the curtains. He knew what was behind the curtains, but according to his previous knowledge, death was just another great adventure. Now, the description from Lady Ravenclaw and Allen Harris did not seem to match what he knew.
Wizards like Lucius Malfoy and Horace Slughorn, who were more intelligent when it came to the ways of the world, had also noticed that when the two of them addressed each other, they had first acted intimately before deliberately changing the way they addressed each other. The Tonks, who were close to Daisy, already felt a little strange about their best friend's senior-like attitude towards Lady Grey. Now, they, who had been nourished by love recently, came up with a bold idea. However, under the suppression of Ravenclaw's pseudo-divine power, they could not express their thoughts.
Ravenclaw's eyes, which seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, moved slowly. She looked down at those who were lying on the ground almost without blinking.
Professor Mag, who was lying on the ground, had never been so embarrassed before. When she heard Ravenclaw's words, she was filled with disappointment and worry. It seemed that Abusi was destined to be expelled from Hogwarts … Then, should she follow in his footsteps and leave?
Professor Mag felt very sad at the thought of giving up so many years of teaching career and leaving Hogwarts, which was almost like her home. After all, she had always supported Dumbledore in this conflict of ideas, and Dumbledore had always thought highly of her. Not only did he promote her to be the vice-principal of Hogwarts, but he also gave her a lot of trust and power. If she did not resign, and Allen decided to promote his ideas in the school and let her teach black magic to students, what should she do? Professor Mag looked up at the lonely Dumbledore with her heart in a mess. Her brows were almost knitted into a big knot.
Ravenclaw's eyes met Professor Mag's. Time seemed to have paused for a moment when they looked at each other. "As a qualified professor, your teaching of transfiguration is strict and effective. Give up the unnecessary struggle and hesitation. Hogwarts needs you. You can better realize the value of your life by staying here. "
Professor Mag was stunned for a moment when her thoughts were exposed. She looked around, and from the concerned expressions of the people around her, she realized that Ravenclaw's stern voice had reached the hearts of everyone present. Mag bit her lip to wake herself up. She wanted to defend herself, but her entire body seemed to have lost her voice and gone numb under the divine power. She couldn't speak, and she didn't have the strength to do so. Finally, under Ravenclaw's majestic, clear, and penetrating gaze, she gave up building resistance in her brain.
Ravenclaw tilted her head slightly, and her long blond hair flowed like water behind her. She looked at the gray-haired, square-jawed witch whose monocle was tilted to one side. When their eyes met, Amelia's eyes seemed to be fixed. She could not move away from Ravenclaw's gaze.
Under Ravenclaw's unblinking gaze, as if she could see through her heart, Amelia's forehead kept sweating, flowing to her eyebrows and the bridge of her nose. Her eyes were dry. A mixture of shame, guilt, heartache, and reverence hit Amelia Burns like a tidal wave. She closed her eyes and turned her head away. Tears flowed from the corners of this stubborn witch's eyes.
"Your blind worship of Dumbledore has affected your judgment of justice, but you don't have to feel guilty about it," Ravenclaw comforted her, and then her gaze landed on Dumbledore.
"Wise Madam Ravenclaw, I didn't think I would have the honor to see you return to Hogwarts with my own eyes … The founder has come forward to prove that the Hogwarts belongs to Mr. Harris. I have no objection to that, but I want to know …" Dumbledore braved the pressure and tried to lift his head. His voice was old and a little hoarse. "You, the wisest of all, can tell me where I went wrong?"
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