Ancient Wizards Return to Hogwarts...

Chapter 419 This child fits the stereotype of Slytherin too well.

Looking at the pale-faced girl lying on the bed, Rice couldn't help but sigh: Little Astoria is a wizard with a domain now, she should feel much better now, right?

He knew very well that the girl had always felt inferior because she hadn't awakened her own domain, but there was nothing he could do about it. He could only cut off a part of his domain and give it to them, hoping that they could learn something from it.

Now it seems that after such a long period of training, Astoria has finally had an epiphany.

More importantly, judging from the situation on the scene, what Astoria comprehended was not some random nonsense, but the Blood Domain!

This is a sub-domain of the purest liquid realm, which makes Rice genuinely happy.

However, since Astoria has awakened this skill, it's hard to say what the future art style will be like...

But being able to grasp the mysteries of a field is ultimately a good thing.

As blood flowed out, Astoria's face gradually turned from pale to deathly white, making her look like a corpse. However, her chest was still rising and falling rhythmically, indicating that the girl was still alive.

Astoria's blood did not flow freely, but instead gathered around her, forming a bewitching and eerie crimson river, scattered with countless specks, like stars in the Milky Way.

The river of blood seeped from the girl's skin, circled the ground around her, rose to her seven orifices, and then flowed back into her body, repeating the cycle endlessly.

Seeing that the cycle was complete, Reston immediately breathed a sigh of relief: at this point, Astoria's life was no longer in danger, and at worst, she would just miss out on the domain.

About fifteen minutes later, the river of blood gradually dried up, leaving a brown mark on the ground, just like a riverbed after the flow had stopped.

Brown marks were also left on the girl's face. Although her complexion was still pale, it was much better than the deathly pallor she had just experienced.

A few seconds later, Astoria's long eyelashes trembled twice, and she regained consciousness.

As soon as Astoria opened her eyes, she saw Rice sitting not far from her bedside with a warm smile on her face.

That expression... it's a bit like the expression a fruit farmer makes when looking at a tree laden with fruit? The heads of the Hogwarts graduation ceremony seemed to have the same expression.

"Congratulations, you've now stepped into the threshold of this realm." Rice's words rang in Astoria's ears, reminding the girl of what had just happened.

Instantly, a look of joy flashed across Astoria's face, and her breathing quickened: she had wanted the domain for far too long, to the point of madness.

It's hard for people like her sister, Granger, and Diggory, who are all experts in their fields, to imagine her mental state.

"It's blood, isn't it?" Astoria vaguely knew what her domain was.

Rice nodded.

"It's a rather niche field, but it has immense power when developed seriously," Rice said with a smile.

Astoria's domain isn't exactly top-tier; in terms of scope and influence, it's even inferior to the clouds, fog, and frost under the water domain. Aries' domain is far superior in quality, but its power in application is extremely formidable—Rice demonstrated it last night.

It can kill more than ten well-trained wizards in a single encounter, and it is not at a disadvantage when fighting against other fields with all its might, not to mention the advancement path such as field awakening.

Astoria understood the intricacies of the matter, but she still nodded happily.

She glanced down at the bloodstains on her body beside the bed, then began to channel her domain power. Soon, the dried bloodstains on the ground began to tremble, gradually floating in mid-air, forming a dark brown cloud of dust.

Astoria carefully manipulated them, gathering them together. After some effort, she coalesced the bloodstain into a dark ruby ​​the size of a grain of rice.

"Too small." Astoria was clearly not satisfied with her work. She ran her fingertip across her collarbone, and a string of round, crystal-clear blood beads seeped from her snow-white skin.

Each drop of blood was as dazzling as a ruby.

"The purest blood." Astoria stared at the blood taken from her own body, her gaze unfocused, as if she were mesmerized.

Rice: ...

Her appearance was so perfect for the stereotypical image of Slytherin that Rice couldn't even imagine what kind of bizarre reputation Astoria would have after she fought against others.

Blood Witch Astoria? Scarlet Witch Greengrass?

Several strange titles flashed through his mind, but he then deliberately kicked them out.

After using her blood to create a ruby ​​the size of a quail egg, Astoria took out a silver necklace from her bag, hung the gem on the chain, and made it into a ruby ​​necklace.

After putting on the necklace, Astoria looked in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction.

"Let's go out, I'm a little hungry," Astoria said, her eyes downcast after getting dressed. The awakening of her domain had been incredibly taxing, and she felt she needed to replenish her energy. She was extremely hungry, so hungry that she even had some strange thoughts and desires…

Rice glanced at her.

Astoria couldn't help but shudder; she felt as if Rice had read her mind.

"Interesting. Your Blood Domain is a bit different from what I expected. Is it the lingering effect of the Blood Curse?" Rice began to mutter to himself. "I thought the Blood Domain was just about manipulating blood, but it seems I was a bit naive... You are different, Astoria. I may have mispronounced the name of your domain..."

Astoria lowered her head; she didn't quite understand what Rice was saying, which made her a little uneasy.

"Hey, want to do an experiment?" Rice walked up to Astoria and asked softly.

"What kind of experiment?" Astoria's throat bobbed, vaguely guessing what Rice was planning to do.

Rice didn't answer her directly, but instead asked her another question: "You just had the urge to suck the blood from my veins, didn't you?"

"No, absolutely not, how could I—"

"The carotid artery, one of the most important arteries in the human body, is located about two fingers' width apart from the Adam's apple on both sides of the trachea, under the jaw. About eight liters of fresh, hot blood flow through it every day..."

Astoria couldn't help but swallow hard; Rice's description made her even hungrier.

Rice laughed.

"You see, you should be honest with your own heart."

Astoria fell silent.

"It makes me feel like I've become a monster."

Rice laughed out loud.

"This is a far cry from being a monster, even further than the distance between a human and a snake—in the eyes of Muggles, wizards are monsters too, and in the eyes of wizards, those of us who possess domains are monsters as well. The essence of life changes the moment one possesses a domain, yet we remain ourselves. As long as that thought within the soul remains, a person does not change."

Rice's words of comfort made Astoria feel much better.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Here's one more chapter, more tonight. Goodnight everyone!

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