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

“It feels like something’s missing…” Ferenze gently stroked the spot where the wound had been. “It’s still in a lot of pain…”

Vizette transformed back into human form, gazing into the unicorn's lifeless, dim eyes, lost in thought.

He noticed the still-dull fur and knew the answer in his mind: "The body is full, but the fur has not regained its luster..."

"This means its soul was also extracted and lost along with its flesh and blood... Phoenix Tears cannot solve this situation..."

"If it's allowed to bask in the moonlight, it might slowly recover, but the life inside its belly will..." Ferenze said.

“Then let’s try another way!” Vizette shook her head. “I’m greedy, I want them all to live! Patronus!”

Chapter 55 Guardian Angel Healing Spell

Hogwarts is like a maze, and the professors are like treasures within it;

Their own disciplines are the most dazzling gems in the treasure trove, but a treasure trove is not just one gem; its charm lies in its diversity.

Vizette had this feeling when she was studying and interacting with the professors.

Through this feeling, he was able to learn the "Rubik's Cube theory" from Sprout, dueling techniques from Flitwick, and the special Patronus Charm from Snape...

The Patronus Charm that Snape possessed not only protected him from Dementors and allowed him to explore souls, but it was also the key to becoming a Potions Master, imbuing magic with a spiritual quality and giving it the properties of potion ingredients.

It is precisely because of this that Vizet was able to stand on the shoulders of giants, supplementing his own knowledge, to explore more possibilities of the Patronus Charm.

……

"Vizet, what are you planning to do?" Ferrenze asked, utterly puzzled, as he saw the silver glint at the tip of the wand.

"Why is this Patronus Charm like this? I thought a wizard's Patronus Charm was a cloud of mist or an animal image..."

“That’s true under normal circumstances,” Vizette nodded. “But if we want to save everyone, we need to make some changes. At least we’ve found the cause, and everything will be easier…”

"Its soul has been drained, and what it needs most now is to replenish it. The method is very simple, just like a blood transfusion, simply supply it with souls!"

“Transfer…transfer soul?” Ferenze stammered, repeating himself, already unable to keep up with Vizette’s train of thought.

“Yes!” Vizette affirmed, “but before that, we need to make some soul-soothing medicine…”

The purpose of a soul soothing agent is to calm the mind and repair damage to the soul, which is exactly what comes in handy at this time.

"You wizards seem to need a cauldron to brew potions? Shall I find you a carapace?" Ferenze asked, his gaze fixed on the corpses of the eight-eyed giant spiders.

"What herbs do you need? I'll go and gather some for you." He dared not be negligent in matters like saving the unicorn.

Wizette shook his head. "Mr. Ferencze, I have other ideas. Please be patient."

"Oh... okay!" Just looking at Vizette's calm face, Ferenc felt that he had calmed down without even realizing it;

It seems that as long as you believe that Wizette can do it, you don't need to think too much.

……

Since there is a lack of crucibles and sufficient materials, what Vizet needs to do now is to combine other magical knowledge to complete the semi-finished Soul Soothing Agent.

The spiritual essence of the Guardian Charm, combined with the principles of wand making, constitutes the magical knowledge he intends to use.

While learning wand-making techniques, he learned that wands are "ritual magic without results."

Using this wand principle, the physical guardian spirit is the ingredient for the potion. Its soul properties are extracted and brewed into a "futile" soul soothing potion, which is then bestowed upon the unicorn through the guardian spirit charm...

Vizette pressed her wand against the unicorn's neck and then gently poked it; the silver sliver of light formed by the Patronus Charm disappeared directly into it.

The effect was not as ideal as he had imagined; it merely gave his neck a moon-like sheen, which did not meet his expectations.

This is like brewing a soul-soothing remedy for "futile" endeavors; since it's a potion-making process, it can naturally be used—

Ancient Magic: Potion Balance Conversion!

"It's done! So fast!" Ferenze exclaimed, seeing the unicorn's neck glistening.

However, after he blinked, the unicorn was already healed and even stood up and took two steps forward.

Vizette took out her notebook and jotted down some insights for future additions and expansions. "The Guardian Charm can be used to repair the soul, even without using special methods..."

He gained a lot from this trip to the Forbidden Forest. After things have settled down, he may be able to write another paper on the healing effects of the Guardian Angel Spell.

……

Vizette put the notebook away, and the Obscurial Core suddenly reacted—it was Harry's Parseltongue whistle alarm.

Harry's location kept changing, so Wizette immediately took out the Marauder's Map to check the situation.

"I solemnly swear I'm up to no good!"

"This is... the direction of the washroom... disappeared... did it go to the secret room?"

Ferenze asked, "Vizet, do you have anything else to do?"

“Yes!” Vizette patted the neck of the unicorn that had come closer. “Once I’ve finished cleaning up here, I should leave.”

He waved his wand, and the cage holding Aragog vanished.

Aragog realized this and said tremblingly, "Please... I'm Hagrid's friend... please..."

“I will arrange for you to meet him,” Vizette exhaled, “but given your hospitality… and your age…”

"No...no..." Aragog seemed to understand something, and suddenly started baring his teeth and claws, spitting spider silk haphazardly in all directions.

"The torment of death!" Vizette raised her wand, a faint gray light shooting from its tip and disappearing into one of Aragog's eyes. "Mr. Aragog... farewell..."

Aragog became listless, even the opening and closing of its chelicerae slowed down, unable to produce a "click-click" sound.

This is another way of using the curse of incurable illness. Aragog is like having a disease, a disease that leads to death.

Vizette looked to the side and said, “Mr. Ferrenze, the eight-eyed giant spider is an omnivorous magical creature. Hopefully, once this turmoil has passed, you can feed it occasionally until Hagrid returns to Hogwarts.”

Ferenze pursed his lips, then finally nodded and asked, "Hagrid is back at Hogwarts? What... what's going on with it now?"

Vizette replied, "It's so old that it only has one thing left to insist on—to say a final goodbye to Hagrid when he returns."

"It needs to say goodbye to Hagrid? Wait... goodbye!" Ferenze finally understood, his voice filled with gratitude. "We will remember all of this, remember your contributions to the Forbidden Forest!"

The unicorn also came closer, pressing its cheek against Vizet's cheek.

Ferenze took a step back, looking at the scene before him with a sense of awe. This was the first time he had ever seen a unicorn so close to a wizard.

“I should go!” Vizet snapped his fingers at a spider web, and flames quickly spread across the entire web.

At that moment, flames erupted from his body, transforming him into a phoenix that hurtled towards the web of flames.

……

Several wounded centaurs entered the depression, clearly having encountered some difficulties before finally finding their way here.

Bain noticed the bloodstains on Ferenze. "Ferenze! You really were here! Are you alright?"

The other centaurs looked around and noticed the corpses of the eight-eyed giant spiders scattered on the ground, as well as the unicorns leaving. "What on earth happened here?"

Ferenczek sighed, "It's a long story, it all started with Vizette..."

Chapter 56 Why is my future self so wretched?

With a flash of light, Vizette returned to the Ravenclaw Tower.

The bronze ring beneath the eagle statue trembled, emitting a melodious question: "Shadow and light, which one cannot exist without?"

Vizette murmured and replied with a smile, "Without light, there is no shadow."

“A very good answer.” The bronze ring indicated its approval, and the bronze gate slowly opened.

“All the dust and grime have vanished!” Vizet walked into the common room, taking each step very slowly, gradually calming his emotions.

Maintaining the same state as usual helps in facing various duels; this is a little trick that Flitwick told him.

According to the Parseltongue's feedback, Harry was still navigating through the tunnels, giving Vizzet time to adjust.

……

A faint growl came from outside the window, followed by rumbling footsteps. These sounds quickly intensified and gradually merged into an incredibly noisy roar.

Vizette walked to the window and cast a spell on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, making the surroundings appear brighter than usual.

The trees at the edge of the forbidden forest began to sway, emitting a violent friction sound, which quickly turned into a cracking sound, accompanied by the roars of various creatures, like a frenzied rock and roll.

Packs of wolves, bears, and wild boars were the first to rush out of the forbidden forest, mercilessly trampling the grassland and quickly raising clouds of dust.

Suddenly, large black shadows appeared in the smoke and dust, and strands of devilish nets emerged from the ground, rapidly binding and intercepting a charging horde of beasts.

These ordinary animals were stopped, while various magical creatures rushed out of the dust.

Corpse, Mud Monster, Vicious Dog, Evil Bird, Red Hat, Man-eating Giant, Forest Giant, River Giant, Eight-eyed Giant Spider, Hippogriff...

Using the biodiversity of the Forbidden Forest, they manipulate the eight-eyed giant spiders to cause a riot, plunging Hogwarts into chaos...

As Dumbledore said, and as Vizet concluded in the end, Tom Riddle was adept at scheming, knew how to frame others, and knew how to use one enemy to devour another…

Unfortunately, Dumbledore saw through this, anticipated what Tom Riddle might do, and made ample preparations.

The sudden emergence of magical plants, the armor and statues that Professor McGonagall is controlling, the magical barrier that Flitwick is maintaining, and the students who have come to the grass are the best proof of this.

With this arrangement, this large-scale riot may turn into a rich practical lesson, broadening students' horizons and accumulating experience.

Vizette raised his hand, and the phoenix mark became vivid. As if struck by a flash of inspiration, he looked toward a corner of the meadow, where there stood an old man with white hair and a phoenix flapping its wings.