Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

Of course, a well-mannered and quick-learning young wizard like Vizette...

Even if Aberforth grumbles and curses, he will still impart all his knowledge to Vizet so that she can completely master the Labyrinth of Souls.

Thinking of this, Professor McGonagall took off her hairnet, took out her wand, and waved it into the room, stopping the quill pen that was writing furiously.

She had planned to work on next week's lesson plan before going to bed.

She couldn't sleep now; she had to at least help Vizette solve the problem and continue pushing the Animagus project forward.

Snape is fine, Aberforth is fine, she absolutely cannot let things fall apart!

In that instant, the indomitable spirit of Gryffindor was fully unleashed.

……

Back at the Astronomical Tower, Vizette restored the Soul Labyrinth and used her newly acquired Brain Occupation Technique to further protect the soul.

He summoned a few more mandrake leaves and tried again.

Vizette immersed her consciousness into the labyrinth of souls, and mandrake leaves appeared on the outer edge of the labyrinth, drifting back and forth but unable to enter.

Just when Vizet thought the first step could be taken, the mandrake leaves burst forth with a dazzling light.

It was as if it were being guided, traversing back and forth in the labyrinth of souls, and surprisingly, it entered it again.

It's the same familiar process: merging with the bud tip, growing, flourishing, and then withering away again after maturing...

The mandrake leaf in his mouth disappeared, turning into a slightly grassy liquid that flowed into his limbs and bones.

Professor McGonagall watched the whole thing and muttered to herself, "Strange..."

"Professor McGonagall, what just happened?" Wizette asked, puzzled.

“The moonlight is drawn to you,” Professor McGonagall said, frowning slightly. “It must be drawn by the mandrake.”

“It’s mentioned in the notes.” Vezet nodded. “So, the environment that should have been favorable to the Animagus doesn’t seem to be favorable to me…”

“That’s right.” Professor McGonagall’s expression softened slightly as she nodded in affirmation.

Wizette had a thorough understanding of the Animagus Notebook; some things didn't need to be fully explained, he could understand and organize them on his own.

"Professor McGonagall," Wizett asked, "perhaps... I should go somewhere else? Maybe somewhere less sunny? Would that be better?"

“That’s right, but we don’t need to change the location.” Professor McGonagall picked up her wand. “We can just change the weather a little.”

She looked at Vizette and asked, "Do we have enough mandrake leaves? Should we get some more from the greenhouse?"

Vizet shook his head. "Professor Sprout gave me a lot of leaves, and I also have a mandrake that hasn't been repotted yet, so I can provide some as well."

“Then let’s do it again!” Professor McGonagall rolled up her sleeves, her expression becoming even more serious, her fingers gripping her wand tightly.

Vizete nodded and put another leaf in his mouth.

This time, instead of sinking his consciousness into the labyrinth of his soul, he looked out at the distant night sky.

Since Professor McGonagall wanted to make the weather gloomy, she would naturally use an extremely complex spell—the Weather Charm.

At least in "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", Newt Scamander should have mastered the Weather Charm.

The magic box he always carried with him was not only enchanted with a traceless stretching spell, but also contained a variety of diverse ecological environments.

Such as a humid and excessive tropical rainforest, which is the habitat of the venomous leopard;

There is also a large, hot tropical grassland, which is the area suitable for the venomous horned beast to live in;

Correspondingly, there is also an area where ice and snow drift, where a silent being resides.

Professor McGonagall pointed her wand at the night sky and waved it gently, as if she were provoking something.

Soon, the surrounding clouds drifted together, gathering into a dark cloud that obscured the moon.

Vizette used her magical eye, not missing the opportunity to observe the weather.

It was a dazzling scene similar to "Starry Night," but the difference was that a vortex-like pattern appeared in the sky, constantly attracting the surrounding wispy clouds and drawing them to its side.

Clearly, the vortex-like pattern was Professor McGonagall's spell, used to attract the surrounding clouds.

“It’s too sunny today, an ill-timed day.” Professor McGonagall didn’t lower her arm, keeping the clouds in the sky visible. “Vizet, now try again.”

Vizete nodded, picked up another mandrake leaf, and put it in his mouth.

This time, the mandrake leaves drifted for a longer time, yet the light still gathered, albeit extremely slowly.

Just then, Dumbledore's voice suddenly appeared, "What a strange sight! You seem to need some help?"

Chapter 125 Two Professors and One Principal

On his way to the Astronomy Tower, Dumbledore encountered many people.

The first person they encountered was Snape, whose expression was as cold and gloomy as ever, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

“That’s strange. I almost thought… you would stay in the principal’s office until you had approved all the documents before you left.”

Seeing Snape's cold expression, Dumbledore smiled, his voice seemingly pleasant, as if he was enjoying this way of speaking.

He nodded slightly, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "That's strange. I thought you wouldn't come out. But now it seems we have the same goal?"

Snape narrowed his eyes, his expression becoming even more somber. "I just came out..."

He didn't finish his sentence, seemingly realizing the flaw in his words, then gave a cold snort and prepared to turn and leave.

Watching Snape's departing figure, Dumbledore gently shook his head, a smile still on his face.

……

As Dumbledore passed by the greenhouse, he happened to run into the busy Sprout.

"Albus, good evening!" She looked towards the astronomical tower. "Vizet... should be taking the first step tonight, right? Has something gone wrong?"

"Pomona, good evening!" Dumbledore smiled slightly. "If any problems arise along the way, Wizette should consult Minerva immediately."

“That’s true, she’s a good kid who doesn’t cause any trouble.” Sprout nodded. “With Minerva watching over her, nothing will happen to Vizette.”

“Yes.” Dumbledore nodded, glancing at the flowerpots behind Sprout. “They’re growing really well.”

"If I remember correctly... this is the time when mandrakes are most curious and the most difficult to grow."

“Of course.” Sprout nodded. “The mandrakes are very sensitive now; they won’t miss the chance to experience such a beautiful full moon.”

"If I don't move them out and let them bask in the moonlight, they'll probably start making a fuss, which would be even more troublesome."

……

Upon entering the astronomical tower, Flitwick was much faster than him and was already climbing the tower's stairs.

Dumbledore quickened his pace and came to Flitwick's side. "Philius, good evening."

"Albus, good evening!" Flitwick nodded in response. "It's quite strange. With Vizette's talent, he shouldn't have any problems on such a fine day!"

Dumbledore murmured, "Perhaps it's our fault; he's taken a bit too big a step."

“Yes! You’re all very attentive!” Flitwick exclaimed, then changed the subject, “If this continues… he might just be kidnapped by you!”

Dumbledore couldn't help but chuckle. "At least there's no rule about 'changing houses.' I've been the headmaster for quite a few years now, so I can guarantee that."

“Of course I know! But seeing what you’ve done, I feel I need to step up my game too.” Flitwick waved his hand.

"He always gives me gifts, whether it's Christmas or summer vacation. I feel really bad if I don't do something in return!"

The two finally reached the top of the Astronomy Tower and saw Professor McGonagall maintaining the Weather Charm. Moonlight shone on Vizette, as if coating her with a layer of shimmering gauze.

"It seems to be a matter of the soul..." Dumbledore remarked with some emotion. "This step... is bigger than I imagined!"

Flitwick nodded in agreement. "However, such a weather spell shouldn't be enough to block out the moonlight. The weather tonight is just too perfect!"

Dumbledore stepped forward slowly. "What a strange sight. You seem to need some help?"

Flitwick also sprang into action, running quickly to Professor McGonagall's side, grabbing the wand from his sleeve.

Unlike Professor McGonagall, who pointed his wand at the night sky, he pointed it at the distant Black Lake and then raised it high.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

The Black Lake seemed to boil instantly, with countless water droplets splashing and scattering, turning into a vast expanse of mist.

Under the effect of the Levitation Charm, a vast expanse of water mist shot into the sky, merging with the clouds gathered by Professor McGonagall, and the entire Hogwarts instantly darkened.

"A very beautiful levitation spell," Dumbledore exclaimed. "It's just that those mandrakes might be a bit uncomfortable; they were only just exposed to the moonlight, and now they're gone..."

Just as Flitwick began chanting, Vizet noticed that the rate at which the light was receding was slowing further, but it still hadn't stopped.

Dumbledore noticed this as well. He took the center position, held his wand in his hand, and with a hum of his lips, he had already released the magic.

In an instant, everything around seemed to be moving backward.

Both the Hogwarts Castle in front of them and the night sky obscured by dark clouds in the distance were moving away from them.

“A very beautiful Unblemished Stretch Charm,” Professor McGonagall said. “If this still doesn’t work, then we’ll really have to try it another day.”

Dumbledore extended the Astronomy Tower, although to outsiders the Astronomy Tower appeared unchanged.

However, from a magical perspective, the Astronomy Tower is already far removed from Hogwarts and the night sky, at an extremely great distance.

In this way, the magic bestowed by moonlight will be further weakened.

The combined release of the two professors and the principal gave Wizette a dreamlike feeling.