Fili and Shay were lying with their necks crossed, and Ani was lying flat on the ground, with his head resting on the intersection of the two unicorns, and his eyes looking straight at the sky.
The sky was dim, but there were seven colors flowing in Aini's eyes. With each breath, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple brilliance overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and the interest time filled the entire open space.
The forest is usually a bit darker than the sky, but now the light is flowing, as if a pair of giant hands have moved away the dark clouds here.
The screams of the wind came from all directions, but the forest covered with light was extremely calm, and the catastrophic celestial phenomenon seemed to be a world away from here.
Because there are few people there, the Forbidden Forest maintains its most primitive appearance, as does the place where the Hogwarts Express passes every first day of school. However, the two are very different.
I don’t know whether it was nourished by magic power or due to Sylvie’s contribution. The trees in the Forbidden Forest are extremely prosperous, and the dense greenery is like the shadow of the Amazon River Basin. It is tall and straight, and it looks like the giant trees on the North American coast piercing the sky.
Of course, these characteristics are not obvious at the edge. The deeper you go, the taller and more lush the trees become. The location of the unicorn is not too far from Hogwarts. Even so, the surrounding tree walls are about twenty meters high.
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The shape of the habitat is irregular. As Aini breathes, the many big trees that come in are filled with light, like the most charming fireworks at the festival.
However, fireworks are fleeting, but the colorful flow reveals a hint of eternity.
Feli and Shay, who were used as pillows by Ani, narrowed their big eyes comfortably, breathing happily. The other unicorns gathered in a circle and touched Aini lightly with their wet noses, as if they were attached to each other in their eyes.
To condense into substance.
Tom clamped the tail of the bird and snake between his two hind legs, humming and twisting on the owner's belly, stroking and stroking with his two front paws, as if he regarded the flickering light as a strange butterfly.
Lulu straddled Aini's warm chest, looking at Sarai Maomao with helpless eyes.
The little brown-skinned mouse spread its legs and sat close to the mouth of the bird and snake, cleaning its scales at one time or another, and from time to time it would make faces at the cat.
Sivir hugged Fox's neck and pressed their little head against Aini's chin together, feeling indescribably comfortable.
The light is building up higher and higher like water. It looks colorful and dazzling from the inside, but it doesn't leak even a trace. You can't notice this wonder from the outside.
Gradually, the channels of light are no longer limited to the mouth, nose, eyes, ears, eyebrows... all the pores and skin of Aini's body are filled with colorful ripples, rippling around the whole body, as if bathed in the eternal light.
In the divine fire.
"唳~"
The melodious phoenix roared above the roar of the wind in the sky. Fox, who had been curled up on Aini's neck, suddenly spread his wings, and the surrounding flames turned from illusion to reality.
For a time, the little phoenix replaced Aini as the brightest light source, igniting the light, igniting the partners, igniting everything in the forest, and igniting itself.
The fire of Nirvana burns with colorful brilliance, but it does not reduce the power of the light. Instead, it turns into another light source, making this place even more dazzling.
Moreover, the firelight is not as restrained as the colorful light, and the transparent red color diffuses out, reflecting the noon clouds into a sunset glow.
Burn, glow, shine, burn...
The flame burns the colorful light, and the generated firelight becomes part of the colorful light. When Fox joins, they naturally become the two poles, forming a cycle of mutual gain.
However, neither two points nor a straight line are stable. As the transformation deepens, the entire space begins to vibrate.
"It's my turn."
Whispering softly, Sylvie sat up from Aini's hair, and her whole body was filled with greenery that seemed to be out of color.
This greenery is not contained in that small incarnation. Endless vitality surges from all directions, like the breath of the entire forbidden forest.
The flame burns with vitality and shines brighter, and under the glow, the trees become more and more vibrant.
In this way, the edges of the seven colors gradually blurred, and finally condensed into pure white. With Sylvie's addition, the scope of the light expanded rapidly, almost spreading to the end of the line of sight.
The energy level of the light increased rapidly, but because it increased to a pole, the tremors in the space stopped, and the surroundings were filled with a soft, warm, and life-like flavor.
The little wizards in the distant castle were dumbfounded. When the three forces reached a balance, the fire of Nirvana also restrained its edge. The stunning glow was like the hallucination of hundreds of people at the same time.
Disappeared without a trace.
But people were still looking at the Forbidden Forest blankly. Somehow, they suddenly felt that it was "alive".
Trees are inherently alive, so this metaphor may not be intuitive.
If you switch to another perspective, for example, Albus Dumbledore, who is known as the greatest white wizard in the world, no one in the entire castle will feel more deeply than him. To him, the former Forbidden Forest is like a messy rock.
, just simply piled together.
But now it has condensed into a whole, like a helpless giant. Although it is still lying on the ground, it can cover the sky and the sun as long as it gets up!
When Ani asked for leave a few days ago, Dumbledore thought that the other party was going to break through the level of the great wizard. He was really shocked. He was relieved after knowing that he had advanced by blood.
After all, Ani has only been in the magic field for more than ten years, and it has not been long since he was promoted to the Grand Wizard. If he can continue to break through and take the step that Dumbledore has spent hundreds of years yet to find the direction, it will not be amazing, but subversive.
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If we were in the fairy world, the old principal would be heartbroken with a bang.
Now it's just that the scene of bloodline sublimation is a little bigger. It's not like he hasn't seen grander scenes in some ancient documents. This one is still acceptable...
...Accept Merlin!
When Fawkes just broke out, the fluctuations in magic power were already so huge that it made Dumbledore wonder if the other person was actually the bird he once was.
And now, although the fluctuations are more restrained, they are becoming more and more terrifying in his perception. I am afraid that if he were thrown into it, he would not even be able to float on the waves.
Is this really what human power can achieve? Even if one person plus one bird is too outrageous.
Dumbledore mechanically stroked his beard up and down with his right hand, and there was already a layer of silver under his feet, but he didn't notice it at all, and all his attention was devoted to the mist.
It's a pity that he has never been in contact with Sylvie, so he doesn't know that the miraculous scene was indeed not caused by Ani and Fox alone. Without the Forbidden Forest Spirit, the scope of their influence would be reduced hundreds of times. Sylvie not only filled in the last node and made the entire system stable, but also provided unimaginable huge energy, which is the foundation accumulated by the Forbidden Forest for countless years.