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Chapter 137 Ritual Magic
“It’s so complicated…”

"really…"

Andrew echoed Percy. In front of them, a group of wizards were circling the broken land. They looked extremely serious and muttered to themselves.

This is not some mysterious thing, but a magical ritual.

In fact, it took a whole week of the two-week construction period just to make this - all kinds of expensive metal, stone or wooden materials, runes engraved on the materials, various herbs and messy blood of magical creatures sprinkled into the soil, and a team of wizards chanting in coordination.

The ritual was obviously not a scam - Dumbledore was watching from above, so who could fool him with any magic ritual?

Under the effect of the ceremony, the products arranged in the previous few days emitted a faint blue light, and then everything began to melt slowly, merging with the land under the gaze of Andrew and others.

The ground that had been dug up previously began to gradually recover. Except for the vegetation on top being completely destroyed, it was not even possible to tell that a spell had been cast on the land.

"The power of rituals... has basically disappeared from official textbooks..."

He also learned about this thing by reading the extracurricular materials provided by Professor McGonagall. Compared with the current speed of casting spells, the ritual required complex materials, a long preparation time, and even needed to be coordinated with a series of external factors such as the environment and the phase of the moon. It was extremely inconvenient.

But the corresponding effects were nothing short of miraculous—such as the ritual magic of Transfiguration that Andrew had read about, the Animagus Transfiguration.

Not to mention the materials and time required for the transfiguration, the fact that it requires the coordination of a storm is enough to give people a headache. However, the effect is surprisingly good. It can directly grant wizards wandless-casting-level human transfiguration through ritual effects, and no spells are required to maintain the transformation.

Shaking his head, Andrew tried to bring his thoughts back to normal - ritual magic was still a bit far away from him, and it would be foolish to ignore the introductory biological transformation and not consider that.

However, we still need to take a serious look at this team casting technique. After all, they look very pleasing to the eye when they cast spells together.

The stones were lifted high up by magic, then pieced together in the air, followed by the injection of lime mortar - all of this was controlled by magic in mid-air, just like building blocks.

"No wonder the remaining time is enough... As long as the ritual magic protection is built, the rest is just professional building blocks..."

Of course, this just means that the workload does not seem large - it has nothing to do with whether it is complicated or not.

Andrew had seen the buildings in Diagon Alley before. Magic could only ensure their sturdiness, but it had nothing to do with their beauty. It could even promote the creation of ugly buildings to a certain extent...

After all, as long as you are brave and add enough protective magic, you can build any house without it collapsing...

-

The Burrow, the typical existence that Andrew complained about that lowered the appearance of houses in the wizarding world, had a look of worry in Mrs. Weasley's eyes.

"I don't know what happened to Percy..."

"It must be delicious, Mom. Elves are good at cooking."

Ron answered without even thinking about it - he had been so happy these past few days, with Harry in the room, no Percy in the house, and occasionally being able to use his brother's broom...

However, this answer obviously made Mrs. Weasley very unhappy - although she had also eaten at Hogwarts and recognized the elves' cooking skills, it was really unpleasant to receive such comments for making sandwiches in the morning.

"How's the homework going?"

"Operation…"

Before Ron could find an excuse, his butt was already hurting. "You didn't even finish your homework. Summer vacation has already passed. Percy has gone to school to help the professor. What about you?"

If Harry was there, he could still have survived, but now - he and his twin brother discussed celebrating Harry's birthday and deliberately tricked Harry out to help sort books. There was no way to save him.

"I'm just thinking about celebrating Harry's birthday!" Originally they were planning to do something forbidden secretly - like taking Harry for a drive at night to celebrate his birthday, which the three of them thought was cool, but now in order to save his life, Ron had to change his plan.

"For Harry's birthday…Is his birthday coming up soon?"

Mrs. Weasley stopped chasing, "It would indeed be a good celebration. I have to go to the store."

……

"Oh, Ron, you screwed up everything."

Fred looked at his brother and wanted to hit him, "Percy was tricked so hard and you turned out to be a traitor!"

"If we don't tell Mom, our summer vacation will be ruined."

"We can talk about it after we get behind the wheel. If we get caught we'll have an excuse, but you've ruined that excuse now!"

"Is this still possible?"

Ron looked surprised - he never thought that the secret they had agreed on was for this.

"Why do you think we only get those few points deducted in school?"

George shook his head. "If you tell anyone about the car again, Ron, I'll tell Harry about your bed-wetting."

"you dare!"

-

“Andrew’s package?”

Neville opened the package carefully - he had a pretty good time during this holiday, especially since he had been deducted a lot of house points for fighting, which made his relatives like him even better.

Although it sounds strange, it is true - their regret is not even that Gryffindor did not win the house cup, but that he cannot cast a spell for them to see.

So the number of birthday presents he received this year was not small, but Andrew's was one of the few received in Hogwarts.

"What is it? The package is huge..."

A set of hardcover herbal books appeared in front of him, along with a greeting card.

[Forgive me for taking the liberty of asking several professors who know the situation. Professor Sprout praised your talent highly, so I purchased these introductory tutorials on herbology recommended by Professor Adams.

In addition, the school built a new greenhouse. Since it is the first year of use, there is a lot of vacant space. I am very happy that Professor Adams agreed to let you go and observe the use of those vacant spaces. If you like, the time from 5 o'clock every morning to before breakfast is working time, and you can go to the greenhouse to study.

I hope you don't blame me for acting on my own initiative. Happy birthday to you again.

—Andrew Taylor.

Herbal?
Neville was stunned, he had enjoyed fighting this year, and although he had always had some ideas about herbs, he didn't dare to show them - it wasn't quite right for a Gryffindor who liked to rush to the front in a fight to like working in a greenhouse.

But... since it was a friend who invited me, there's nothing I can do about it.

Neville didn't even open the book before he started writing his reply on the table.

(End of this chapter)