great-warnovel Chapter 426 The Descent of Magic
Chapter 426 The Descent of Magic
Chapter 426 The Descent of Magic
The perspective of the two coexisting is quite wonderful. Hermione is like a phantom perfectly superimposed on Hilmi's body. They are both integrated and overlapping, both one and independent.
She received all of his feelings, actions, and perceptions; she could appear in Hilmi's place at any time if she wanted.
Instead, the boy's half-body was transformed into a shadow.
This has made the past few days quite difficult for Hilmi. Not only does she have to run around reinforcing the sapphire crystal, inscribing runes, and setting traps, but she also has to figure out how to deal with the invitations from her former "accomplices".
Despite the Weasley twins being selected for the school team, they face a lot of training every day.
Their boundless energy was even more unstoppable during the World Cup. Mrs. Molly has been keeping a low profile with them lately, for fear of affecting their performance on the field.
Training has its limits, and they also need to set aside time to watch other teams' matches. The massive influx of people brought endless business opportunities, which made the Gemini's minds active. They had previously pulled in Hilmi to set up a dung bean production line, hoping to make a fortune.
Fans supporting different teams are happy to throw dung balls at their rivals' camps, but thankfully the city council has designated a campsite for them in the wild, preventing the revelry and stench from spreading into the city.
Although they were severely punished, it didn't stop them from continuing to find ways to make money.
Hilmi is not short of money, but he likes to hang out with the two "seniors" and often comes up with dangerous and crooked ideas. He is also very capable and can often make the Gemini's ideas, which they are unable to monetize, come true.
However, those wonderful days were gone forever after Hermione became his "ghost." He had to change his ways, meticulously shuttling between the city and the school, and patrolling every corner of the stadium on off-season days like a reliable adult.
When the twins came to visit him, he righteously refused, which led George to secretly go to Moody and tell him that Hilmi was under the control of the Imperius Curse.
"You've had a good time while I was away," Hermione's voice echoed in his mind.
Hilmi could almost picture that menacing face, comparable to the Dark Lord.
"No way, they're always causing trouble. I'm usually the one keeping an eye on them." He subtly left runes on the rows of seats, replying to the witch in his mind with righteous indignation.
Hermione didn't believe his nonsense, but Hilmi was, after all, her other half, and ultimately, a manifestation of her own mischievous nature hidden deep within her.
"How's the prayer situation going? How are the werewolves' studies progressing?"
Hilmi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, which at least meant that Hermione didn't intend to investigate his antics further.
"The practice of praying to new students spreads very quickly, which is also related to the fact that Hogsmeade Hospital is never short of patients," the boy explained while busy with his work.
Previously, werewolves could only do manual labor or patrol with the Aurors. These jobs were not exactly discriminated against, but they were not very glamorous either. Now, suddenly being able to become doctors has greatly increased their enthusiasm for learning. Although they are werewolves, Madam Pomfrey, who is in charge of the medical system, does not discriminate against them and allows them to start practicing on patients with minor injuries.
Today, the core members of the werewolf community with unwavering faith have mastered the most basic healing prayer, which has greatly improved the city's previously scarce medical resources.
Two different runes flowed from the boy's fingertips together; Hermione was casting a spell with him.
The fine streams of light disappeared beneath the floor and seats, leaving no trace unless triggered.
"And what about the prayer of order?" the witch continued to ask.
"Currently, only Maria has mastered a portion of it. The laws you adapted from the spell are much more difficult to create."
The newborn prayer has gradually spread throughout the city. The werewolves, who have gained the power to cast spells, often display their abilities in the city. They are keen to use prayer in places where injuries occur in order to gain the respect of others.
"There's one more thing, quite a few Muggles have started to believe in the Moonlit Night." Hilmy's words confirmed Hermione's suspicions, but they weren't entirely unexpected.
The werewolves, who were once Muggles, have now gained the ability to cast spells, even if they only have healing and protective spells. Everyone believes this is a gift from the moon, which is quite attractive to Muggles.
It hasn't caused a huge uproar yet simply because the spread of the virus is still limited.
"We need to be careful to control this in advance. Even if Muggles learn to pray, they won't be able to use it," Hermione warned. If things escalate later, it might cause a riot.
"Also, have Maria manage them well, and strictly forbid the werewolves from biting anyone, even if it's consensual!"
Werewolves under the radiant moon do not go berserk and possess a variety of spellcasting abilities. If it weren't for the fact that it's a curse, it would really be no different from a blessing. I'm afraid many Muggles wouldn't mind living as werewolves.
"Actually," Hilmi stammered, clearly having something to say but not daring to say it.
Hermione snapped, "Spit it out!"
"It's not that there aren't ways to give Muggles the ability to pray."
Hilmi pulled out a sapphire crystal amulet: "This thing can absorb radiation and convert it into sapphire magic power. With a little modification, it might become an alternative energy source for the holder."
This is actually equivalent to a smaller version of the Grimstone Core.
The Great Rune is the source of the laws, prayer is the mold for shaping it, and the caster's own power infuses it with flesh and blood.
So theoretically, if a sensor-activated switch is designed for the pyroxene crystal, Muggles could also gain limited spellcasting abilities, much like a battery-powered robot that can even recharge its magic when it runs out.
Hermione fell into deep thought. Although the charging speed of the sapphire crystal was limited by the concentration of environmental radiation, and if Muggles used it in large numbers, there was a high probability that it would not be able to charge. However, the theory was indeed possible. She just needed to consider whether it was a good thing to give everyone a certain spellcasting ability. Moreover, it was also a matter of faith, which meant that nearly 100,000 Muggles in New Hogsmeade would become her followers.
"Actually, energy supply doesn't necessarily have to come from atmospheric radiation," Hilmi said enthusiastically.
"We have the blueprints for a nuclear power plant, right? We can build one underground, and we can even use magic to modify it, turning it into a splendid power plant that combines science and magic!"
Hilmi truly deserves to be called the darling of magic. He is quick-witted and highly innovative in the development of magic. The little toys he has been researching these days are all a piece of cake for him.
But this concerns the changes in the landscape of a city and even the world, and cannot be simply considered as a magical innovation. Hermione had to treat it with caution.
"Your suggestion is very appealing, but we need to deal with Voldemort first." Even in the shadows, Hilmi could feel Hermione's furrowed brow; this suggestion would be troubling her for some time.
"Yes! Kill Voldemort first! Then complete the assembly of the new Great Rune!"