"Are you the wizard who said he could relieve our pain?" Ryan was looking for furniture in a corridor decorated with paintings and sculptures when a female voice suddenly came from above.
"Well, if there isn't another wizard in the castle, then it should be me." Ryan answered as he raised his head and looked around, only to find a bird-like white feather duster flying in the air.
It seemed that the witch who cast the curse was quite creative. At least the idea of turning feathers into birds was something he would never have thought of. Thinking of this, Ryan quickly pulled back his wandering thoughts.
Then he said: "Actually, we have just researched the relief magic, but now we need someone to help test the effect."
"Then please experiment on me." Feather Duster suddenly flew in front of Ryan and said. "I feel that my body is getting stiffer and stiffer, and I feel like I am about to fall from the sky."
"Well, it's a pity that this magic is immature. I hope you can forgive me." After saying that, Ryan took out his wand and drew silver runes in the air. At the same time, he used ancient dimensional magic before these runes dissipated.
Recited in Beijing dialect: "The curse is relieved."
As the last syllable fell, the rune culture in the air turned into silver light spots and submerged into the feather duster in front of him. The feather duster paused suddenly and then fell to the ground with a snap.
My spell should be fine, Ryan thought and started to sweat. Fortunately, at this time, the feather duster fluttered its wings again, and it seemed to be more flexible than before.
"Ah, I feel a lot lighter on my body. Thank you so much. Wait for me and I'll help you call your companions over." After that, he dusted his feathers and flew down the corridor.
Soon there was a lot of furniture gathered in the corridor, and the chaos made Ryan a little confused. Fortunately, the Candlestick Butler was very prestigious, and he brought Ryan into the hall, and then asked all the furniture to line up to accept Ryan's orders one by one.
treat.
After alleviating the curse on seven or eight pieces of furniture, Hermione walked downstairs and joined the busy work.
"I see you and Belle are having a good chat. Why are you here?" Ryan asked curiously.
"I thought you might be busy and wanted to help you. Besides, Bell is going to find the beast. I have to leave them some private space."
He worked until the sun went down to release the magic that alleviated the curse on hundreds of pieces of furniture in the castle. When it was all over, Ryan found that both his and Hermione's voices had become hoarse.
"I'm really sorry, so please use some of the throat soothing drinks we prepared." After the magic was done, Ryan and the others came to the restaurant. They came early and the table was empty.
As soon as they sat down at the table, the candlestick butler brought a cup of mint tea. While drinking tea, Belle and Beast walked into the restaurant discussing the contents of the book.
"Oh, two new guests. It's really rude that I didn't thank you personally before. Okay, let's start dinner now." After saying that, the beast sat on his seat and looked at Ryan and the others. When he turned his attention to
Hermione's face suddenly looked a little surprised. After all, he hadn't looked at Ryan and the others carefully before. So at this time, she was naturally a little surprised to see a girl who looked very similar to Belle.
"If I hadn't known that you were from far away, I would have thought she was Belle's sister." After speaking, the beast smiled and livened up the atmosphere at the table.
"Actually, we are quite similar to sisters. Apart from our looks, at least we love reading books." Belle said with a raised eyebrow.
Ryan felt that this sentence made sense, especially since the two people were very similar in that they put a book next to them while eating. It felt like the will of the universe constituted this coincidence.
Of course, it is a bit ungraceful to see the beast with its face buried in the soup basin on the dining table, with half of its face covered in borscht. But I have to admit that the servants in this castle are not inferior to Hogwarts in cooking.
The house elves in it.
After returning to the guest room, the two of them studied the wonderful runes for a while and then went to sleep. However, the next day the man was woken up by Hermione knocking on the door again early in the morning.
"What happened this time? If I do this every day, I will definitely have a nervous breakdown." Ryan quickly packed up and opened the door, only to find Hermione standing outside, but her face was full of panic.
It feels like one is about to cry in the next moment.
"What happened? You look very bad." After speaking, Ryan walked to the table in the living room, took a tea set from the colored porcelain plate on the table, then picked up the teapot and poured a cup of black tea.
He stretched out his hand across the table to signal Hermione to sit down. "Don't be nervous, have a sip of tea and speak slowly."
After sitting down, Hermione held the tea cup in front of her chest with both hands. She calmed down and said with a slightly trembling voice, "This morning I suddenly discovered that I could control my own blood, and then a lot of blood magic flooded into my mind.
Relevant knowledge. Am I possessed by the blood god in that temple?"
After saying that, she was worried that Ryan would not believe it and bit a wound on her finger. Sure enough, a drop of blood was suspended in the air and then swirled around her finger. "You see, that's it. I don't use any magic, I just rely on it."
My heart can direct my blood."
It seemed that this was the final gift given to them by the souls killed by the Blood God. Thinking of this, Ryan also made a cut on his finger.
Sure enough, after a drop of blood rolled out, Ryan found that he had a lot of blood-related magic in his mind. Soon, Ryan could also make the drop of blood circle around his finger.
"What on earth is going on?" Hermione asked in surprise as she stared at the scene in front of her with wide eyes.
"This is a gift of magic, a gift that can be hidden in the blood and passed down." After speaking, Ryan roughly explained the love and hatred between the victims in the temple and the Blood God, and how he worked for them.
The process of obtaining gifts after taking revenge.
Finally, he concluded: "Those two drops of blood actually only record part of the knowledge related to the Blood God, but what is really valuable is the power given to us by the hundreds of thousands of liberated souls using magic, because
They are people related to the Blood God, so this power is naturally related to controlling blood, giving us a magic-like ability, just like the abilities of many magical animals."
"The most powerful thing about this gift is that the overall strength of the giver has exceeded a certain upper limit. Therefore, this power is imprinted in our blood and can be passed down from generation to generation with the power of the blood."
"Wait a minute, you said it is passed down from generation to generation?" Hermione suddenly reacted with a sudden reaction. "Why is this so similar to that of pure-blood wizards?"