Many days have passed since the last black magic teaching. Wanda has always followed Salomon's teachings and only learned the theoretical knowledge of black magic. Salomon also followed the precautions for black magic teaching, in order to ensure the safety of the students.
, increased the frequency of teaching. But only this time, Salomon did not directly believe Wanda’s unexpected words.
He listened carefully, and did not use his past experience and knowledge from books to analyze the phenomena described in those words as usual. He did not interrupt the conversation because he did not want to miss any word.
With waving fingers, Maximov, who was not very well-educated, stumbled and spoke, using the words she had learned to try her best to describe the details that Salomon asked to repeat, and to complete what she saw and heard.
Every detail was carefully considered by Salomon, gently questioned, and then explained by a somewhat nervous and uneasy Wanda Maximoff. Sometimes he would substitute very elegant and precise words to reflect
His attainments in English literature. "You said that the dreams of spellcasters are very special." She clenched her fingers and her tongue was a little knotted. "This is the weirdest dream I have ever had. I guarantee that it is because I used
Ouija board. I want to know if there is something wrong with the way I use it? Will there be any sequelae of having such a dream? Am I connected with the devil or something like that?"
"I can guarantee that there is nothing wrong with the way you use the Ouija Board."
"Then why can't I contact your astral body?" She widened her eyes. Like all Kama Taj's mystic apprentices, she needs to understand the horror of black magic, but the horrific and bloody content is far beyond the ordinary people.
The books Salomon left behind frightened her greatly. It would be hard for others to imagine that Salomon had read those contents when he was only in single digits. If the education department knew about it,
, child protection organizations will definitely come to kick down the door and protest against Kamal Taj’s extensive education methods.
"What I saw is definitely not you." She wanted to stick out her tongue and make a face to lighten the atmosphere. But Salomon's serious expression dismissed her idea. "You told me that the devil has a cunning appearance, even if
Don’t believe in beautiful things right away when you see them. Always be vigilant, that’s what you said.”
"I'm thinking about this too, dear." Salomon sat cross-legged beside Wanda's bed, supporting his chin with one hand, "Your prayer contains a piece of my real name, and the direction is correct. Only a few
Only some people know part of my real name, and you are one of them."
Wanda was a little moved, she knew the importance of the real name to the spell caster.
The general real name is defined based on the type of creature or what it is doing. When receiving a transformation spell, the general real name will change. But the private real name will never change. A slight tremor in the pronunciation and a slight change in tone are enough to make this person change.
This kind of sophisticated magic produces changes. It took Wanda a long time to learn how to say the short paragraph of her real name, and she couldn't wait to use it on the Ouija board.
But this feeling was quickly annihilated by tension and uneasiness.
That dream with towering trees, snakes and golden giants was so weird that Wanda felt that she could never forget that dream. Whenever she recalled that dream, she would discover details that she had never discovered before.
For example, the golden eagle wings spread out on the giant's armor, the ancient snake entwined on the giant tree, the fruit of endless wisdom hidden under the leaves made of white feathers, and the deep evil tree roots deep underground whispering all the time.
Blasphemous words. Wanda felt that she was so small and insignificant in front of these magnificent things, so that she suffocated in her dream and woke up covered in cold sweat.
Everything was so clear, except for the giant's face, which was shrouded in dazzling light.
Salomon glanced at the stigmata on his fingers. Obviously, this thing also had an impact on Wanda.
"Wanda, I want to teach you a new magic. Don't worry, it's not black magic, just a simple and practical trick." He narrowed his eyes. When he smiled, the tense atmosphere in the room melted like ice.
Wanda also breathed a sigh of relief. When Wanda cast the spell, Salomon knew that he had won. Even if Sithorne plotted against Wanda Maximoff in the future, Salomon would still have the power to fight back.
"Remember to use the Ouija board before going to bed, Wanda." He said, "That dream will not have much impact on you. You have already mastered the basics of contact skills, and you will be able to contact my astral body soon.
You can try [Candlelight Communication Technique] first tonight, and I will help you prepare."
"Remember, eat less tomorrow, preferably not those rough foods." Before leaving, he winked at the Maximov siblings, "Pietro, don't touch your sister's books! Tomorrow
We are going to eat at the White Cat restaurant in Paris as a reward for your progress! Aleister Crowley is a frequent visitor to that restaurant. Whether he is a liar or not is irrelevant, but his knowledge of occultism is rich enough, you will definitely
Interested in!"
Pietro glanced at his sister, and pointed to his head to signal to Wanda, but Wanda also shook her head in confusion. Neither of them knew why Salomon was so happy. Salomon left with satisfaction.
He didn't even bother to give Pietro more homework. He wanted to tell the Supreme Mage about his discoveries and his recent achievements. He believed that the Supreme Master would be happy for his experiment. Although this was a risky step
chess, but he succeeded, and he was qualified to talk to the Earth Mother Goddess.
Only that old guy Merlin can contact the Mother Goddess of the Earth, and Salomon has to go through that unreliable guy to see Gaia. Speaking of which, Salomon has never seen Merlin with his own eyes, and that old guy is mysterious and mysterious.
Yes, Salomon only knows that he does exist. But this time is different, he must communicate with Merlin face to face. Balthazar does not need to think about it. He has retired and Dave has not yet completed his studies, so there is no way.
Meet Merlin.
He must ask the Lord for help, otherwise Merlin will definitely fool him with illusions.
That old guy with a bad personality has thousands of faces, and no one knows if he is hiding around.
"Someone is coming." Wanda knocked on the wall to ask Pietro to be quiet.
An agent in a Hydra uniform peered through the observation window.
"Young man did a good job." The Hydra agent whispered. He smacked his lips with satisfaction, closed the observation window of the iron door, and then threw the gun in his hand to the corner, and his whole appearance changed. This was a man wearing rice.
An old man in a white woolen coat and a plaid scarf. He is tall and has a wrinkled face. He has long white hair, and the strangest thing is his bright, dreamlike eyes.
There is no sign of aging at all, and the colorful stardust constantly spinning in his pupils makes people indulge in it unconsciously.
He took advantage of leaving the En-Galai dimension and sneaking around to see the little guy for whom the Supreme Mage had high hopes. Of course, he didn't forget the last druid of the Merlin school, but that boy Dave didn't have a clear mind.
, thinking about falling in love all day long, and completely failing to learn the suave and graceful tradition of the Merlin School, which made him very sad.
"Why is Salomon so attractive to girls? Is he the heir to the Merlin school of thought?" Merlin muttered as he walked through the hard and thick wall. He had long seen Wanda's performance in his eyes, last night
It was also he who corrected Wanda's spell and protected Wanda's dream from falling into Sithorne's hands. "You reckless little guy, you actually let him be fooled." Merlin couldn't help but sigh as he recalled the thrilling battle last night.
His tone was, "Why do I have to work overtime even if I sneak out! Isn't this the job of the Supreme Mage?"