"What's that?"
Foggy followed Dumbledore's finger and looked intently.
In the dark scene in front of them, when all the fluctuations began to calm down, in the distance of the Vienna State Opera House, on the projection of the river, a bright moon slowly rose in the darkness.
This was a scene projected in the magical element space, but what was surprising was that there was no conflict between the radiant moon and the dark aura that had yet to leave. Instead, the dark aura made way for the moonlight, and even vaguely helped the moonlight to rise.
There was nothing strange about it.
However, Dumbledore was unusually solemn. He even personally reinforced the scene to a more concrete level.
Through Dumbledore's hand, Foggy saw the scene he had once dreamed of.
[World Will — Blue Sea].
It was a realm he had tried his best to approach, but the gap between realms was not as simple as a natural chasm. He was already so old and simply did not know when he would succeed.
In the scene, the moon rose in the world of nothingness, and then entered the blue sea, gradually rising.
As soon as it entered the sea, it stirred up considerable ripples and undercurrents before disappearing into the sea. Although such ripples were so minuscule compared to the ripples caused by the previous battle, the mark contained within left even the Legendary Wizard speechless.
The moonlight seemed to be releasing light at large intervals, but it was actually very subtle.
Dumbledore activated his Legendary mark in an instant. As he watched the scene projected from the scene, he floated above the sea to observe and search for the newly created mark, and then projected it back here for Foggy to see. The moon seemed to be some extremely precise and perfect creation, like the technological creations of Muggle's society. Thousands of parts connected to form an illusory magic formation there, and then built a seal of rules in the sea of magic. Finally, it was projected into the real world, showing this nonexistent but flawless pure moonlight.
"This is … a divine mark? In this world now? "
Dumbledore was stunned. "What the hell!"
Foggy didn't know what it was, but hearing Dumbledore's tone, he knew that it should be something very powerful. Even though he didn't understand it, he still nodded after carefully examining it. "The concept is very exquisite. It's like the work of a great painter."
He pursed his lips and spoke to the horse.
Dumbledore was too lazy to expose him. He just sighed to himself.
"No, it's not like that on the inside. The level of exquisiteness on the surface is simply not worth mentioning. What's truly eye-catching is the aura it exudes …"
Dumbledore scrutinized it for a long time as if he wanted to integrate this imprint into his soul. Then, he sighed softly, "I've never seen the appearance of this law before, but it seems a little familiar. This method of transforming from illusion to reality is really amazing. I'm afraid that when this thing evolves to the end, it's enough to become something like the real moon. I wonder if this newcomer is the little Wizard. He has a bright future ahead of him. "
"Newcomer?" Foggy asked in surprise, "Are you sure? Is this just a resonance phenomenon when you become a Wizard? Is it not the descent of the law when you become a Legendary Wizard? "
"Of course, I still have the ability to discern. Even though it's not, it's not far from the level of a Legendary Wizard. I didn't expect that there would be such a genius in a place like Austria. This kind of almost materialized foundation that just became a Wizard. As long as he practices for a dozen more years, he'll definitely become another quasi-Legendary-level Wizard. "
Dumbledore looked at Foggy. "Which Wizard family descendant is this from in Austria?"
"I don't know."
Foggy shook his head. "I've never heard of any powerful inheritance there. This kind of thing is obviously different from the prevalent black magic there. With the trend of black magic there, there won't be such a 'pure' magic inheritance. But, could it be Black … Grindelwald's doing?"
"It's possible, but if that's the case, it'll be difficult."
Dumbledore sighed. "With such a person around, I'm afraid that in the next dozen years, there'll be a new master. By then, I'm afraid that I won't be around anymore, and England's position will be in jeopardy again."
Foggy smiled comfortingly and didn't take Dumbledore's words seriously. He pressed a button on the observation platform, and the projection in front of him dissipated.
The scene in front of him stopped, and the hall returned to silence.
As the minister, Foggy naturally had a lot of work to do. Soon, only Dumbledore was left standing on the observation platform.
This matter wasn't over yet. He still had to look at some things, so naturally, he couldn't leave now.
In the silence, Dumbledore used the screen of the smaller observation platform to replay the recording over and over again, trying to find some clues on this new "god's seal."
But in the end, he didn't notice anything wrong. If he had to say something … it would be that the moment the moonlight rose into the deep blue sea, some strange message was transmitted from within the moonlight, trying to communicate with a certain place in the deep sea.
What was it?
Dumbledore couldn't tell because he couldn't interpret the god's seal. He could only perform an incomplete translation based on his understanding.
It was very strange.
A person who clearly wasn't a god and needed Grindelwald's help to ascend into the deep blue sea could actually create a seal that belonged to a god … It was hard not to suspect Grindelwald's role in this.
But that had nothing to do with him.
After a long time, the observation was completely over. Dumbledore recorded the results and handed them to the Ministry of Magic staff waiting at the door. He then left the Ministry of Magic.
And in the deep sea that had returned to peace, the moonlight didn't completely dissipate. It was still constantly emitting waves. The moonlight transformed, and the ripples on the surface of the sea rose and fell, bringing out an intoxicating blue light.
In the sea, she announced: I'm here.
The god's legacy was proven at this moment. Even the deep sea itself didn't deny the existence of the god's bloodline. Instead, it doted on her.
After a long time.
After a long time.
After another long time.
In the depths of the distant sea, someone responded.
— I'm here.
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