Chapter 195 Awakening

The magic of druids is somewhat different from that of those sacrifices, the most important of which is that the object of their prayers is Silvanus, the father of oak trees, also known as the father of the forest or the father of trees.

Although some myths say so, there is actually no written record showing that this adult ever existed. Wizards believe that the object of ancient druids' prayers was nature itself.

Now, Robert knew why there was no written record, because it was a tree! A tree!

It is still a tree that has died at some point.

So, here comes the question.

Whether it's a prayer spell or a sacrificial word for sacrifice, the fact that these things can work is entirely due to the favor of the gods...

Where did the gods come from in this world?

According to Principal Dumbledore, those so-called gods are actually relatively powerful wizards, and the end of the myth is when the gods die.

Regardless of how they made these sacrificial words work when they were alive, after all, there is no record. Let’s just say that now, Robert has used the missing person magic as a common spell!

What the hell did I pray to before?

Robert, who couldn't understand this at all, felt that his brain was going to explode. These things were beyond his understanding. He gave up thinking and continued to look at the withered tree.

Countless small white light groups floated out from the dead wood, and the tree trunk trembled violently. After the light group quickly flew away into the distance, the entire light group disappeared into light spots.

The soil under the ancient trees rolled and collapsed violently. After being irrigated by rain, a small lake finally appeared.

It feels a bit familiar.

Robert thought so.

The scene ends and Robert wakes up.

A gloomy face looked at him.

Robert blinked and asked drowsily, "Why does the elf have the face of Professor Snape?"

There was a chuckle from the side, and Professor Snape's face became a little gloomier.

"Mr. Leslie." Professor Snape's tone was cold, which suddenly made Robert's somewhat unclear brain active. "If your brain is broken, I suggest you stay with Madam Pomfrey." Stay a few more days.”

Robert stood up quickly and thanked him honestly, "Sorry for causing you trouble, Professor Snape!"

With a cold snort, Professor Snape floated away like a bat.

Feeling that the professor seemed to be getting more arrogant, Robert quickly got out of bed and stretched his muscles. There seemed to be no adverse reactions in his body.

"It seems that you are fine, Mr. Leslie." The gentle voice sounded again, and Robert nodded, "I think there is nothing wrong with me. Professor, I have caused you trouble."

Principal Dumbledore waved his hand, "This was my mistake." Then, he asked curiously, "I wonder what you saw, Mr. Leslie?"

Robert thought for a moment and asked about what he saw and some doubts. Anyway, this was something he could no longer understand. Even if he didn't ask Principal Dumbledore now, he would ask the old man and Mr. Dika later. of.

"Oh? This is very interesting." Principal Dumbledore seemed to have thought of something. He seemed a little surprised. "Although I have some guesses, I am not sure whether they are accurate. If you still want to know something, I suggest you So go ask your grandfather."

After thanking Madam Pomfrey again, Robert approached Deckard.

This guy seemed to be planning how to sneak away. He didn't want to meet his student head-on, and he felt like he had been caught.

The teacher and the student had a friendly novice-style bickering, and after feeling that they had become slightly closer to each other, they sat down to drink tea.

"How could I know such a thing?" Dika looked confused, "I'm not from your world."

"Ah, I'm just asking casually. The main reason is because the communication method here is relatively advanced. I want to contact grandpa. If I don't ask clearly, I won't have to think about sleeping peacefully in the past two days." Robert said without any guilt. Opening Dika's neatly packed suitcase, he said in a bad tone, "Teacher Dika, are you really ready to run away secretly? Is this the demeanor of the greatest puppet master in history?"

"Ah ha ha ha ha... How could I run away?" Dika wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, "Wasn't it too messy before? I just tidied it up casually, just tidied it up casually."

Robert pouted.

"Besides, what small tricks can I do to hide that from the principal?" Dika sighed, "He is really a genius, no, he can be called a monster."

As he spoke, he pinched his chin and said, "There's just one bad thing. He's just like your old man at a young age. He's always thinking about how to die."

"Huh?" Robert looked confused.

Dika stretched out his hand, "Their level is very high. It's not a good thing to force them to understand. You don't have to worry too much. You will understand naturally when the time comes. Just remember what I said."

He drew a circle on the table. "The so-called life and death are reincarnations. If you can jump out of reincarnation, you are transcendent. If you can't jump out, you can only continue to sink. Death is not the end of everything, it is just the beginning of reincarnation."

Robert nodded in understanding and asked curiously, "What about you?"

Dika instantly withered, and slumped on the table as if he had no bones. He said feebly, "Isn't it because I can't get out of the circle that I run around the world looking for inspiration..."

Rolling his eyes, Robert decided not to think about such profound questions for the time being, "What are your views on black magic?"

"My opinion?" Dika lazily didn't want to move, and his voice came from under his arm. "It would be crazy to learn that kind of thing when the whole world is incomplete."

"The world is incomplete?" Robert was stunned, "Is there?"

Dika glared at him angrily, "I've already said it, reincarnation, reincarnation, there are living people and undead in this world, but there is no reincarnation! But fortunately it is incomplete, otherwise I might not even be able to enter this world. Arrived." As he said that, he showed a happy expression.

Intuition told Robert that there was a shocking secret in this. He swallowed and said, "Hey, are you talking about the underworld..."

Dika did not answer him directly, but asked instead, "Have you ever heard of the name of the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic of the Rotten Kingdom?"

Robert nodded.

Dika put his head next to him and whispered, "Let me tell you, I sneaked in once. The things inside are more powerful than you imagine. To be honest, it is a bit unmagical, but it is not incomprehensible. , after all, those who engage in research must be much stronger than those who work on the streets."

He talked nonchalantly, with a hint of complaint, "If you accidentally go in, I tell you, there is an arch with a curtain inside. You must stay away from that thing. I will seal it with a seal." When the puppet holding the evil spirit comes close, the evil spirit in its body is sucked away by the door in an instant."