Hogwarts: Harry Returns from Azeroth

Chapter 140 139. Shaman Luna and Shaman Ron

It was obvious that Luna had suddenly thought of this at the last minute, so even her originally very encouraging slogan sounded a little...dumb.

"Down with the Ministry of Magic?" Harry complained, "My relationship with the Ministry of Magic is not that strained yet."

"Dad said that the harassment flies have probably built a nest in the Ministry of Magic, so they did such a stupid thing as to frame you," Luna said lightly, "Dad and I both support you, come on Harry!"

"...Thank you." Harry's expression was a little complicated.

He gained a new term, harassment fly - but he didn't know if he could find this thing in the library later.

Just as he expected, Luna was full of a mysterious temperament, and was exactly the same as some traditional shamans who focused on the way of the soul that Harry had seen in Azeroth.

He speaks in a weird way that is hard to understand, and he wears weird clothes... I don't know if it's because he has been hanging out with Wan Ling for so many years.

Well, Harry had to admit that Luna was more like a troll witch doctor.

But it's not a big problem.

"Anyway, just like my other apprentices, you can call me mentor." Without thinking about anything else, Harry continued, "I will introduce them to you after you officially enroll in Hogwarts."

"Okay, mentor," Luna nodded obediently.

"Also, I will be staying at the Weasley house for a while. During this time, I will teach you some knowledge that a shaman should have. After all, compared with other apprentices, you are already one school year behind in the curriculum," Harry said seriously.

"I will try my best." Luna's little face wrapped in a pile of feathers was full of determination.

"Just study normally, there's no need to worry about it," Harry consoled. "Unlike other apprentices, Luna, you have an advantage in the shamanic path that others don't have. In your eyes, elemental spirits are your friends, not servants or dead things."

"Don't others think so?" Luna tilted her head.

"Dead creatures, servants, slaves... everyone has their own different ideas, and you can't just change your words and get away with it. The elements and all spirits can feel your sincerity." Harry said seriously, "That's why I said this is your advantage, because I can see that you sincerely think they are all your friends, which will make it easier for you to embark on the path of shamanism. Here."

As he said this, Harry took out a pair of rune horns from his dragonhide bag and handed them to Luna.

"Is this the symbol of our shamans?" Luna took the horn with excitement, pulled the feather crown back twice, and gestured on her head, "But why does it look different from yours, Master?"

"Because I don't need it," Harry explained briefly. "Do you see the runes engraved on it? They are engraved in the language of elements. Wearing these horns on your head can deepen your connection with the elements."

"The language of elements?" Luna obediently put the horns on both sides of her forehead. She just needed to put them in the desired position, and the horns would automatically fit perfectly with the skin, as if they were naturally grown horns.

"Yes, of course the elements have their own language," Harry said with a smile, "I've already told you that the shamans I'm talking about are different from the shamans that most people in this world know - at least the shamans I'm talking about need to learn a lot."

"You need to learn the language between elements, because only when you call with the purest elemental language, the elements will give the warmest response. Compared with ordinary language, the elemental language itself has magic power and is more like a spell," Harry said seriously.

"In addition, you also need to learn Tauren and Orc, because the shamanic way that I inherited comes from these two races. You don't have to know what these two races are, but only by mastering these two languages can you cast shamanic spells with the corresponding incantations."

There is no magic profession that does not require intelligence. As the saying goes, to learn magic, you must first learn the language. As far as Harry knows, every wizard has to master many languages, even Demonic language, Void language... In short, it is very profound.

"I will study hard," Luna repeated again, and her eyes, which had always been dull, finally had focus this time.

So, even though it was still vacation, Harry's little class was still open.

"I can't believe I'm still studying during the holidays - you know? This sounds like something Percy would do! If Fred or George knew about this, they would laugh at me to death!!"

In the suitcase world of Mulgore, next to Harry's cabin, Ron sat at the wooden table and roared with gritted teeth.

"Think about what they're going to call me? Percy II?"

In front of Ron was a book written by Harry, the only one currently available, used for learning Minotaur, and was similar to a dictionary.

"No, you are just Percy's brother, not his son. Why are you Percy II?" Harry said, trying not to laugh: "Stop complaining and study hard. You will need it sooner or later."

"But I can't even establish a connection with the earth element now!" Ron said frustratedly, putting the quill aside. "I may not even be able to establish any connection in my entire life. Just imagine how others will look at me then? Ha! We are all your apprentices, but I can't even cast a shaman spell, and I can't run around with the earth element on my head."

"In fact, I don't recommend you to run around with the Earth Element on your head," Harry said delicately, "Don't you think it's heavy? It's an Earth Element after all. Be careful not to sprain your neck."

"Hey, Harry, that's not the point at all, okay?" Ron said with his eyes squinted, "The point is - I didn't expect you would secretly accept a disciple in a place where no one knew, Harry, and a child from the Lovegood family. If Hermione knew about this, she would go crazy!"

When he got to the latter part of the conversation, Ron suddenly lowered his voice and secretly glanced at Luna who was reading a book on the other side to prevent her from hearing him.

"Why is Hermione going crazy?" Harry asked puzzled.

"Come on, that's a disciple!" Ron rolled his eyes and said, "Even I know that for those traditional wizard master-apprentice relationships, the disciple can inherit everything from the teacher, and sometimes is even closer than the teacher's biological child - anyway, you didn't even tell us about such a big thing, do you still treat us as friends?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Harry rolled his eyes and said, "I just happened to meet Luna that day, and after discovering that she was indeed very talented, I decided to take her in as my apprentice."

"Very talented?" Ron raised his eyebrows and said, "How talented?"

"Before she met me, she was already able to vaguely sense the existence of elements - do you understand what I mean?" Harry explained: "As long as I want to spread and promote the shamanic way and want the elements to revive in this world, then I can't miss such a talented child."

"That's true." Ron swallowed his saliva and looked at Luna on the other side again. He couldn't imagine that this weird-looking girl actually had such a talent. "If you say so..."

After Harry's kind words of persuasion, Luna's attire finally returned to normal... or rather, close to normal, but at least she was not dressed like a troll witch doctor covered in feathers.

"Come to think of it, thanks to Hermione who wrote down what I said in class, it made it a lot easier for me to teach Luna," Harry said after thinking for a moment, "She has been studying for almost a week now, and she can slowly learn about the history and culture of shamans in the future. I plan to let her try to establish a connection with the earth element tomorrow."

"Earth Spirit Bond Potion?" Ron asked, "Has she reached this point?"

"It's not difficult to get to this point. You just need to drink the spiritual bond potion." Harry shrugged and said, "What I want to ask is, do you want to try it again?"

The hand holding the quill began to tremble slightly. When Ron heard this, his face turned slightly green... He was remembering the time last year when he had diarrhea due to his unwillingness.

I will cry if I continue.

"Okay!" Ron gritted his teeth and spat out the word. He never gave up.

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Harry decided to let Luna drink the spiritual bond potion after observing her for a while. Temperament, personality, conversation, desire... There are many things that cannot be answered immediately in a short period of time, but some signs can always be seen.

Luna was indeed very talented. Even though Harry had not yet taught her any shamanic spells, she was already better than many people in terms of language learning alone.

But it was precisely because Luna was so talented that Harry was so careful - because a talented person could often cause more damage than many mediocre people, even if he himself had no bad intentions.

The most terrifying thing is a person who is talented but has an endless desire for knowledge. Even if what they do is just to satisfy their curiosity and thirst for knowledge, the knowledge they pursue itself will cause serious damage to the world and others.

Harry didn't want the disciple he had taught with great effort to become the culprit who destroyed the world or destroyed the happy lives of others.

You know, the lesson of the Dark Iron Dwarves is still fresh in our memory... The Fire Elemental King they summoned tore through the Redridge Mountains, created a burning volcano, and completely turned the Scorching Canyon into a Burning Plain.

If someone relied on the knowledge he had spread to call upon the power of the elements in this world to forcibly destroy an entire area, causing all living things to be devastated and the land to be scorched earth, Harry felt that he would never be able to forgive himself in his lifetime.

After all, even though the elements of this world were still dormant, Harry could always feel their powerful force.

Harry would rather have a hundred kind-hearted, rule-abiding but mediocre disciples than a single gifted but hollow and compassionate disciple.

The observation of Luna was just the beginning and might last throughout her apprenticeship.

To be honest, every time Harry thought about these questions, he finally felt that he understood Dumbledore.

People with greater abilities and more responsibilities always have to consider more.

Deep in Thunder Bluff in the Suitcase World of Mulgore, Harry built a shaman altar, a large venue for him to worship the elements and all spirits.

"...I hope that the study during this period will not make you feel dull or boring, Luna." After explaining the entire process and everything that needed to be explained, Harry said seriously while standing in front of his two apprentices.

"Of course not." Luna said slowly, looking away, "It's like opening a door to an unknown world. Everything you said is very interesting... It's a pity that you don't allow Dad to publish them all in the magazine."

"There'll be a chance later," Harry replied with a stern face.

By now, he had fully understood the status of The Quibbler magazine in the wizarding world and people's views on it.

Harry was planning to become a professor at Hogwarts and then promote shamanism thoroughly. He didn't want the common wizards in the magical world to associate shamans with some jokes that were not taken seriously.

"Okay," Luna said with a disappointed look on her face. She picked up the bottle in front of her, "Is this the Spiritual Contract Potion?"

"The Earth Spirit Bond Potion can only be used to establish a connection with the earth element." Ron also picked up the bottle in front of him, took a deep breath and said, "Damn, I feel like I'll never forget the taste of this potion in my life."

"Is it unpalatable?" Luna asked Ron curiously.

“It’s not that bad.” Ron drank the potion in his hand in one gulp and said with a bitter face, “But if you drink it too many times… Alas, people like you won’t understand. I’m going over there first, Harry.”

Shaking his head, Ron didn't want to say anything more to Luna, who was very talented in Harry's eyes. After greeting Harry, he sat down in a corner of the shaman altar, closed his eyes and began to call on the earth element in a familiar way.

"Someone like me?" Looking at Harry, Luna tilted her head and said.

"Don't worry, he means no harm," Harry said with a smile, "Drink it, if everything goes well, then the earth element is waiting for your summons."

Without any hesitation, Luna simply pulled out the cork and drank the potion inside.

"...a little sweet." Luna's frown relaxed, and she opened her eyes and said, "From what Ron said, I thought it would taste weird."

Harry was not in a hurry to leave Luna there to quietly feel the presence of the earth elemental spirit. Except for those who were born to be loved by the elemental spirits, others would need time to feel and establish a connection with the elements even if they drank the spirit bond potion.

After a while.

"——It's done!"

A cry of joy.

"I did it! Hahahaha, Aahahahahahahaha! Harry! I did it!!!"

It wasn't Luna's voice, but Ron's voice - very loud, accompanied by wild laughter, coming from far away.

Harry quickly turned his head and saw Ron crawling towards him... he was really crawling, and as he ran, he raised his hand and waved excitedly, as if he was afraid that Harry couldn't hear him.

"Done?" Harry raised his eyebrows. He didn't need Ron to explain more. He had already seen the little guy in Ron's arms.

A dark earth element made of stone.

"I'm finally a shaman too!! Harry!!!" Ron ran straight to Harry, stopped, panting excitedly, and lifted up the earth elemental that he was holding in his arms for fear of falling, "Look!! I'm going to call him Hercules! How about it!!"

"Hercules in Greek mythology?" Harry looked at the little thing in Ron's arms with a subtle expression. Meeting Harry's gaze, the little earth element waved what was probably an arm as a greeting.

"As long as you like," Harry shrugged. It was Ron's freedom to name his earth element whatever he liked. The important thing was that after such a long time, his friend finally succeeded. "Congratulations, Ron. From now on, you are a qualified shaman."

"Yeah." With his eyes moistened, Ron hugged Hercules back into his arms and said with a sniffle, "Finally... You don't know how hard it was for me last year. I was the only one left behind among the four of us. But now it's finally different. I and Tu--"

Ron's words stopped abruptly, or rather, the ecstasy and excitement on his face also stopped abruptly - everything froze.

Dull, numb, and unbelievable.

Then I felt hopeless.

"Ron?" Harry waved his hand in front of his friend's eyes, but there was no response.

Following the direction Ron's eyes were looking, Harry saw a small mound standing at the edge of the altar. It was very abrupt. Harry was sure that the original location was just a flat piece of grass.

It is about the height of a normal adult male, and its entire body is made of gray stones. There is no doubt that it is also an earth element, but it looks a little fat.

But no matter what, compared to the little girl who was squatting in front of him with her legs hugged, the earth elemental was already huge.

"She, she she she - she - she did it too?!!" Ron finally regained his ability to speak, raised his hand and pointed in that direction, turned his head and said to Harry stutteringly.

(End of this chapter)