great-warnovel Chapter 158 Gifts and the Moon
Chapter 158 Gifts and the Moon
Chapter 158 Gifts and the Moon
"Actually, I've come to say goodbye." The girl stood quietly on the water.
Hermione gradually noticed the difference between her and herself. Her brown eyes looked more innocent, but they held an endless curiosity. She tried her best to appear confident, but Hermione could see the unease in her hands, which were clasped together behind her back.
"I'm about to disappear completely, to become one with you." She said this, her eyes sparkling, but without any reluctance or resentment.
"Thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to see these wonderful magic spells, or this magnificent world."
Hermione asked softly, "Don't you hate me for taking over your body?"
The girl gently shook her head: "Actually, I was almost dead at that time."
She gazed at the moon, seemingly lost in memories.
"Grandpa, Grandma, Maternal Grandmother, Maternal Grandfather—they fled all the way from England, because, according to people,
Further east, in places where Muggles have a strong government, they are not afraid of wizards or magic, and even Muggles can live happily with the help of technology.
"But they kept going east, and east, for a long time, but they never got to the place people were talking about."
"People gradually starved to death, froze to death, or died of disease, and my grandfather and his family were no exception."
"In the end, only Dad and Mom were left. They couldn't walk anymore, so they stopped where they were and formed a settlement with other people who were also unable to walk."
"It was there that my parents had me."
Hermione came to her side, and the two girls faced each other like mirror images.
"These memories—I didn't even know about them, and I was never aware of them."
"If it weren't for the very last moment, I probably wouldn't remember any of this either," the little girl laughed.
"But I was still very curious, curious about whether there was a wonderful Muggle kingdom further east; curious about what magic was, and what wizards were like—until my magic went out of control."
"I made two identical copies of my father's medical book, which terrified them, but it also made them realize that I was a little witch."
"Even though she feared magic and wizards, my mother knew that if the others in the village found me, they would kill me!"
"They didn't know the magic school existed, but they still planned to sneak away with me. But where could we escape to in this cold, desolate wasteland?"
She frowned in annoyance: "I was too arrogant, and I became conceited because of the awakening of magic. I thought that with the knowledge my parents taught me and with the newly awakened magic, I could survive in the wasteland on my own, so I quietly left alone—"
"But when they found me, I had already fallen into a coma due to the cold and high fever."
She looked at Hermione: "You know what happened next. The Green Flames broke down the gates, and there was an indiscriminate massacre. Mom was killed first, followed by Dad, who was carrying me as they fled."
"But actually, I was already close to dying while I was in his arms."
Hermione understood that in Muggle communities where medicine was scarce, illness was almost synonymous with death, and even though her parents were both doctors, there was very little they could do without medicine.
"That's why my arrival was not hindered at all. Your soul was already weak and was easily absorbed by me," she said. Although she didn't know whether it was Ni from the Age of Stars or the Faded Ones who did it, her time travel did save a life.
"So I said, I have to thank you, you allowed my life to continue," the girl said sincerely.
"And you're so smart, so powerful, you know amazing magic, and you're steady and reliable in your actions. You're exactly the kind of person I've always dreamed of." She blinked.
"In my hazy consciousness, everything you did and every word you said made me feel that you were more suited to this body than I was, and that this was the life 'I' was meant to have!"
Hermione was speechless. She was an adult Finger Witch, but if she was reliable and steady, she died tragically before encountering the Faded Ones due to a sneak attack. In terms of life in the Borderlands, she was hardly perfect.
"If I were to compare myself to Melina—could I have done better than her?" she murmured to herself, feeling that her own faded self had been taken by someone else.
"But if it were me, I definitely wouldn't let him learn the Fire Maniac skill—"
Seemingly noticing the Finger Witch's sudden somber mood, Hermione patted her on the shoulder.
"Alright! After saying all that, I just wanted to see you in person. Animagus is a rare opportunity where wizards can rediscover themselves and gain a new form."
"I'm sorry that because of my selfish motives, you were dragged here without knowing why." She smiled, but her body had already begun to fade.
"From now on, I am you, and we will become one, never to be separated."
"Wait! What about my Animagus?" Hermione asked immediately.
"Isn't it right there?" The almost transparent girl pointed to the sky, where a huge full moon was radiating a soft light.
"The moon?" Hermione stood there, stunned.
"Oh, it seems your older brother, the Faded One, has brought you another new gift." Little Granger laughed; she also possessed the memories of the Finger Witch.
Silently, from the silvery moon, a familiar torrent of light poured down, like a long river of peas, into the sea of the spirit.
"A new gift?" Hermione wondered. Hadn't he already become Nymph's king? Hadn't he already ruled the entire Borderlands? Hadn't he given her all the magic and mysteries?
But when that long river flowed into the sea of the spirit, the towering waves almost shook the world. The little girl smiled and waved to herself, gradually fading away and disappearing.
Countless new memories flooded her.
"It's the moon!?" Inside the Room of Requirement, Lily and McGonagall stared in shock at the sight before them.
The little witch, who had been frowning in pain just moments before, curled up after floating in mid-air and transformed into a hazy moon, its clear light dispelling the darkness of the entire room.
"Professor McGonagall, have you encountered this situation before?" Lily asked, staring at the moon.
McGonagall was momentarily speechless: "Unbelievable! Animagus—which means animal wizard—has turned into a moon!"
"Is she still alive? Or can she turn back?" Lily was anxious. These circumstances were completely beyond her expectations. The mandrake restoration potion she had prepared, which could interrupt the transformation, seemed to be useless now.
"No, this isn't out of control; it's a benign mutation." McGonagall frowned, trying to discern the magical fluctuations within.
"She and Little Pettigrew used the same method, but I thought at most they would become animals with some magical powers."
The moon rose higher and higher in the sky until it was almost touching the ceiling before finally stopping.
The bright moonlight illuminated the entire huge room, and from where McGonagall and the others stood, it was as if a moon had truly appeared inside the room.
"Magic! Can you feel it? The magic is becoming active!" Lily suddenly said.
The two looked down and discovered that the thin moonlight seemed to be engraving circles of magic circles on the ground!
If Lucius were here, he would definitely recognize that this was the magic circle that Hermione had carved into the ground when she beat him up. But at this moment, the area of this magic circle was exceptionally large, as if the area covered by moonlight was all within the magic circle.
"Looks like nothing went wrong, this really is her Animagus!" McGonagall said with mixed feelings, but mostly she was happy.
"Perhaps we should create her own category, how about Luna Magus? Oh, she's a bit like Miss Lovegood..."