The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 142 Gods of Foreign Lands
Harry and the others all knew that Melda had the blood of an elf, but this was the first time they had seen such a gesture.

Hermione was taken aback when she saw her for the first time.

After Melda listed a large number of wizards with the blood of magical creatures.For example: descendants of Veela, giant lineage, elf lineage.She reluctantly accepted the reality.

However, in the world of Harry Potter, goblins seem to be short, similar to the image of house elves. If Melda chooses, he would prefer to call himself elf blood.

Melda herself only truly mastered this bloodline ability after her soul was completely stabilized and perfected.

Fusion device: The various materials of the tokmak device were secretly moved from Hogsmeade village to Hogwarts by Melda in the form of a goblin.

After all, when buying this kind of thing, the delivery address must not be Hogwarts.

In front of the stone gate, leaving Ron alone behind the guard, Melda, Hermione, and Harry walked through the stone gate holding hands, (Harry and Hermione are holding hands. Melda is holding Hermione's hair.)
In the process of crossing the Shimen, the strange scene of the ups and downs in the story did not appear.

The three of them are like walking through an air door.There is no strange feeling at all.

"Wow even!"

After the vision in front suddenly brightened, the three of them exclaimed at the scene in front of them.

"A glowing tree!"

Melda waved her small wings and flew forward, staring at the big tree carefully.

This is a tree that is about three meters long and is not considered thick.

Her light is not dazzling, it only gives people a warm feeling.

The patterns on the tree are clearly visible, and even the blood-like things in it are clearly visible against the background of a higher brightness than the surroundings.

"Hello! Aunt Shu, are you still alive?"

Melda touched the branches of the big tree, felt the temperature on her surface, and called out with great effort.

But whether it was her shout or the touch of friendly spiritual power, Dashu didn't respond in any way.

"How?" Harry also stepped forward, staring at the miraculous creation in front of him and asked.

"There is no response, and it doesn't seem to be asleep."

Little Melda crossed her legs in the air, constantly trying to touch her with mental power.It's a pity that no matter whether she showed a friendly attitude or a hostile attitude, Aunt Shu didn't respond.

"Like dead."

"Dead?" Hermione pointed to the veins of light that were still flowing in the big tree and said, "Why? Look at her, she is still moving."

"To be precise, it is like brain death. Although the body is still alive, the consciousness has dissipated."

"Is there any help?" Harley couldn't understand the term brain death, and she thought it was some kind of disease, so she asked stupidly.

"Oh, there really are."

That's where she got her inspiration from Artoria to mend her soul.

For the big tree in front of her, her consciousness has already dissipated.The current state is more like the white smoke left by burnt firewood after the flame is extinguished.

What Melda had to do was to blow a mouthful of oxygen on the ashes, squeezing the last remaining heat from the firewood.

As she spoke, Melda slowly cut her little finger, and applied a trace of her soul power to the branches of the big tree.

"Swish!"

The moment the soul power touches.

Suddenly, a gust of warm wind blew from there, rustling the leaves on the bare branches.

Melda was also blown upside down by the sudden gust of warm wind and flew out.

Fortunately, Hermione's attention was always on her. When Melda was blown away, she jumped up and 'grabbed' her.

"Hey! Are you angry about getting up? Auntie." Melda, lying in Hermione's hands, rubbed her little butt, and stood up frowning.

And at this moment, a well-intentioned connected spiritual power flooded Melda, Harley and Hermione like a sea wave.

"Hello, dear friends of God." A gentle voice like a mother's calling sounded in the minds of the trio.

"Hello." The little witch took half a step back in fear.But Harley didn't feel that kind of fear at all, and she even greeted with some enthusiasm: "Hi, hello, wow, your voice directly appeared in my brain."

"What do you mean by God's favor?" Little Melda fluttered her wings and floated in the air. She ignored Harry's somewhat silly speech and asked the question directly.

"You have a true god's blessing on you, I can feel that power, warm and powerful." Aunt Dashu's voice sounded in Melda's mind.

"God's blessing?"

Of course she knew that she had Altria's blessing. After all, the lines of words clearly visible on the system panel were hard to forget.

But what does this aunt mean?
Does she mean that Harley and Hermione also have Artoria's blessing?

"Yes, that is a good god, I can feel it."

"Oh!" Melda nodded, and looked back at Harry and Hermione thoughtfully.

Then he came back to his senses and asked the most important questions.

"Who are you? Why are you here? What is your purpose here?"

The three soul questions were thrown out in an instant, and Melda was really not afraid of the so-called god in front of her.

Her current state can be compared, like a hungry and collapsed Hercules, who can't even move a finger except for panting.

Of course, as a god, it is not ruled out that this aunt who seems to be exhausted may still have a backup.

However, Melda has already put her hands on the send button of the chat group.

If there is any trouble, call someone immediately.

"Name? Purpose?"

"My child, will a soul like me still remember these things?" It was still that gentle voice down to the bone, but this time there was a trace of melancholy falsehood.

"The time spent talking to you is already the last trace of my existence."

"Are you going to die?" Harley felt a sudden pain in her heart. Just now, she seemed to feel a mother's love from Aunt Congshu that she had never experienced before.

A kind of strong love envelops her, but now, is this kind of love going to disappear?

"Yes, child."

"Everything has an end, even the gods die. I have met my end."

"What can I do for you?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

"Live on, little sapling. Although I have long lost the memory of the past, I can still feel in the dark that there used to be a forest sleeping peacefully in my arms."

"Forest?" Melda looked up at the not-so-magnificent tree made of light, and muttered to herself.

"Yes, a forest."

Time seems to go back to the past, in that dappled world, in that world with warm spring, a group of people, they are happy to build a city around the river.

Those who work get their jobs, and those who till them get their fields.With their joint efforts, towns and cities were built in that beautiful world.

In that spring, they gathered together, drinking and eating meat, talking and laughing happily.

Those years, wrapped in the spiritual power of Aunt Shu, appeared in the minds of the trio.

They really saw that spring once.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, the cultivator narrowed his eyes, and the old man raised his hand and pulled down the brim of his hat.

Melda's eyes were also a little clouded.

Then pieces of green leaves fell with the wind, turning into light and dissipating the moment they fell to the ground.

When life comes to an end, struggles, calculations, glory, and disgrace are all in the past, and the present world gradually recedes and seems to be on the other side, indifferent to oneself.

The wind also stopped roaring, buried the seeds, and gave light to others.

Aunt Shu is dead.

The different space also collapsed.

The trio was torn apart by the space and flung out.Then he got up from the ground in disgrace,
"Hi, are you all right!" Ron, who was staying outside, hurried up to greet him.Then he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Green leaves all over the sky floated out from the stone gate.Gone foursome.

Also like the smoke, most of the green leaves just passed directly through their bodies.

But others, some that resonate with their souls, are directly captured by the living body, hidden in the limbs.

"Hermione, are you okay?" Little Melda quickly flew towards Hermione, waving her wings.

"It's okay." Hermione stood up slowly, covering her head, then said with a frown, "My head hurts, it looks like someone stuffed a lot of things."

"Ok?"

Speaking of which, Melda also felt that there was something extra in her head.

What knowledge does it seem?
"system!"

As Melda exhaled, a floating panel suddenly popped up in his mind.

Name: Melda Estes Acra Koris
Sex: Male
Age: 12 years old

Bloodline: Hybrid (a mixture of elves and humans)

Bloodline Ability: Changeable (You have the bloodline of a fairy, which allows you to change your body size at will.)
Mana Concentration: S (Natural affinity increased by 150%)
Equipment: Wand (sycamore wood, unicorn hair staff heart, thirteen and one-half.)
Skills: mastery of the four elements.

Sage (upgradeable) reveals the essence, and your affinity with natural magic increases by 40%.

Blessings from the Goddess of Order and Light, the Utopia away from the world, may you never get hurt. (The affinity with nature increases by 30.00%, the physical damage received is reduced by 30.00%, and the recovery speed is increased by [-]%.)
Dependents of the Goddess of Life and Nature: (Nature opens its heart to you, and you are their guardian. The magic affinity with nature increases by 100%)

All schools of thought, (you have the inculcation of the sages of the past dynasties, on the road of magic, they have opened the way for you.) (collapse/expand)
Multiverse Reputation: Friendly (Reach Honored with all natural creatures. Other orderly alignments are friendly.)
Spirit: S Effect: Quick Memory, Photographic Memory, Magic Eyes: (You are a natural master of Legilimency, you can make the enemy fall into illusion through those eyes.)
Soul Resonance: (4/???) Eden: System Magic, Artoria: Mimicry, Shady: Eye of Darkness, Artemis: Dimension Travel

Summary: A defender of nature.

Evaluation: The brilliance of the two goddesses helped you dispel all darkness, light and order, life and nature. Few people can obtain the dependents of multiple goddesses. Boy, do you really not consider becoming a glorious Valkyrie?

Chat group: online normally (collapse/expand)
(End of this chapter)