Chapter 1332: ?Not a dumb gun anymore

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The inner nave and side halls of the Ravenclaw Temple are unevenly arranged. The top of the arc in the center of the temple is very high, and there is a higher hyperboloid on the semicircular apse. The height of the vaults rises in sequence, and you can directly see the vaults of the nave, cross and apse from the main entrance. The stained glass installed on the vault, together with the vault, has a filtering effect that simulates the light sensation produced by light penetrating the densely deep leaves, enhancing the appeal and solemnity of the temple.

The huge statue of Rowena Ravenclaw and the five-headed dragon as her mount in the empty hall connected the indoor world, staring at the temple condescendingly. In the dome, many ravens dance and roost under the starry sky, adding a lot of mystery to the temple, of course, more are the countless ghosts who came here, in order to make way for the living people. The white wave.

When frankincense burns, the smoke that affects people's emotions floats from the embossed mouth and nose of the pillars of the temple. From time to time, wizards in dark blue costumes filled the iron tripods that were carefully decorated with new spices.

Compared with the previous announcement in the temple that Ravenclaw could turn a dumb cannon into a wizard and materialize a ghost, there are more people in the temple today. Looking down from a height, there are densely packed heads, and people rub their shoulders. Huddled together. Even the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic cannot get more spacious space in this situation.

Babajid Akinbad, Mrs. Maxim, the High Priest of Kuslapari who came from India... Many foreign dignitaries gathered here, and Owen Harris couldn’t do as usual. Choose the middle position...

Even with so many people, whether out of faith and awe of the goddess Ravenclaw, or wanting to wait for the results of the experiment, the temple remained quiet, and no one dared to make a loud noise.

Babajid, who was standing next to Irving, seemed a little absent-minded. The recent transactions between Floating City and Muggles actually wandered on the edge of the "Confidentiality Act", which caused many sideball problems.

Many countries that previously strongly advocated sanctions against the United Kingdom found that the sanctions against the United Kingdom were useless and were suppressed, and they continued to ask international wizards to jointly protest and sanction these acts against the United Kingdom. There were even roaring letters in successive letters.

But in the face of Harris's strength and power, the International Wizarding Federation cannot exert influence on Britain at all.

Babajid had decided long ago that since both sides can't afford to provoke them, then both sides and mud, as long as the two sides can remain stable, he intends to maintain it until his retirement.

And if the dumb cannons can perform magic in the future and do not need to live in the Muggle world, then the wizards can better hide themselves, stay away from the Muggle world, and avoid the Muggle world. This will be a way to get rid of those accusing Britain and The Muggle trade is the best reason to increase exposure to the magic world.

And the dumb guns blessed by Ravenclaw today, everyone is separated by an arm's length, has faded from the previous less magical dress, holding the magic wand that Alan personally built for them.

As the high priest of the temple, Katie Bell today, like other clergymen, held an extra wand that was a little bigger than them. These wands were painted with some confusing ancient magic texts, and it The above writing method is different from the system generally recognized by wizards in this world.

Katie walked in front of the dumb guns, her voice spread far in the quiet temple: "The benevolent Goddess Ravenclaw bestows you with magic power and hope. Please don't live up to the goddess's ability to ignite the magic. To accumulate knowledge and use wisdom to illuminate the way forward...sweep the gifts bestowed by the goddess like the omnipresent wind."

The dumb guns in the field focused on the magic wand in their hands, and the eyes of the people around seemed to have turned into heavy pressure, pressing on them, which did not cause any threat to them who had actually been verified many times before. .

"Fluorescence flickers!"

The spell sounded in unison.

Suddenly, a faint fluorescent light lit up on the tip of the wand in Filch's hand, and the wand trembled unconsciously, as if it was also trembling in the hearts of the wizards. A little fluorescence lights up again, and the lighted fluorescence continues to increase...

Whoosh whoosh—boom—the celebration fireworks outside the temple soared into the sky, and the bright fireworks were cast through the colored windows to illuminate them, making the faces agitated, excited, awe-inspiring... the cheers in the temple seemed to be overwhelming. The dome was overturned, and at the same time countless wizards knelt towards the tall Ravenclaw idol, praying devoutly.

The sound of the prayer made the temple somewhat disturbingly strange, but overall it was somewhat commensurate with what was going on.

Babajid clapped his hands vigorously, which was exactly what he wanted; Mrs. Maxim gracefully took off the white gloves that reached her arm, and her eyes fell on the statue of the goddess high above, with a little more awe in her heart; Kuslapa The high priest stubbornly grabbed Sari on his body and stared greedily at these dumb cannons that were casting spells. Compared with other countries, their population base had more wizards, and the number of dumb cannons far surpassed other countries.

And under the five-headed dragon statue.

Filch shook his hand and brought the wand closer, and the little fluorescent light reflected in his cloudy eyes, as if it had turned into his whole world. The corners of his eyebrows trembled, and even the wrinkled old face was faintly glowing red, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, but he was reluctant to blink and let the tears crisscross his face—this was not him. It was the first time to cast magic successfully, but it was indeed the first time to prove that he was not a dumb gun in front of others.

Petunia flew up her eyebrows with joy, her neck that was longer than others stretched forward abruptly, and Dali was so happy that her lower lip was wrapped around her upper lip, and her cheek was lumpy, messy. Waving the magic wand in his hand to release more light.

Only Mr. Granger and Mrs. Crevat were very excited and joyful in their hearts, but as insiders who knew the internal work and did not look forward to today for almost a lifetime like Filch and Petunia, they were still behaving normally.

And off the court, Mrs. Pince, wearing a black pointed wizard hat, walked over quickly, her skinny hand supported Filch, who was a little swayed from overexcitement, that looked like a malnourished one. A smile appeared on Vulture’s face and took out a handkerchief to Old Filch: “I think you should come to the library more and wipe away your tears. How old are you to let people read the joke... Tears and nose stained the book."

"Irma, those **** can't secretly laugh at me anymore, I'm not a dumb gun anymore..." Filch said hoarsely, his tone brought unprecedented confidence, and he put a handkerchief on his face indiscriminately. He wiped it up, and his spine, which had always been rickety, seemed to be straighter.

Only Vernon and his nephew Harry, who realized they would spend more time with them, were not so happy off the court.

Vernon’s cheeks with thick double chins became pig liver-colored, his two fists were tightly squeezed, and now his wife and son were really weird members this time, and he looked unwillingly. The goddess statue on the dragon statue mumbled and complained: "I clearly prayed to you to make them fail... I'm so sincere... It's good now, I'm the weirdo..."

However, more and more wizards rushed over after hearing the news, and Vernon's complaining voice was lost in the surging cheers and shouts, and even he himself couldn't hear what he was saying.