The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Slytherin jumped down from the high wall and stood beside Medea. "It seems the Papacy does have its purpose."

Medea said, "It's time to prepare for the magic ritual, Father."

Slytherin nodded.

Medea then began to move.

She took out a small box, from which she retrieved many red, one-time-use magic stones and began her preparations.

"How to do?"

Savannah was getting anxious.

She wanted to stop him, but she was afraid that Scott would lose his life in an instant.

“It’s alright, they need me alive,” Scott said, “until the magic ritual is over.”

Savannah's eyes lit up, and she raised the long wooden staff in her hand without hesitation.

But Aaron, who had been watching her closely, immediately took action.

He immediately lashed out at her with the vines he had summoned earlier, and not only that, he himself transformed into a huge gray wolf and pounced on her.

Savannah summoned the same vines, which intertwined with Aaron's vines.

She didn't transform herself, but instead set her sights on Aaron, who had transformed into a wolf.

"stop!"

She spoke up to stop them, her tone authoritative.

Aaron, now transformed into a gray wolf, instantly stopped moving and rolled around on the ground several times.

"Ow..."

He transformed back into human form and got up from the ground.

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot about the priest's suppression of ordinary druids," he explained to Medea with a grin.

"return."

Medea gave the order.

Aaron raised his hands and obediently walked back to her side.

"Stop it."

Medea then spoke to Savannah.

At the same time, Scott felt a pain in his neck.

The snake's sharp fangs pierced his skin, drawing blood.

Medea threatened, "While it would be better if he were alive, we are not in a position to accept his death now if things get complicated."

Savannah froze immediately.

"Sawana".

Scott gave her a somewhat strained look.

Savannah's eyes flickered, then she calmed down.

"Oh, it seems you haven't given up hope after all."

Aaron squatted on the ground, resting his chin on his hands, observing Scott with curiosity.

"Do you still have any trump cards up your sleeve? Or..."

He glanced at Medea cautiously and lowered his voice.

"Are you still waiting for Lady Slytherin to betray us?"

Scott just smiled and didn't answer.

Medea, who was setting up the magic ritual, glanced at Aaron silently, and Aaron immediately covered his mouth with both hands.

Chapter 564 seems to be more than finished.

Scott watched coldly as Medea swiftly set up the magical ritual with a pile of disposable magic stones and other magical materials.

Finally, she took off the necklace she was wearing.

It was a silver chain with a small crystal hourglass hanging from it as a pendant.

She held the pendant in her hand and shook it. The originally calm blue sand in the crystal hourglass quietly floated up, revealing a dazzling and radiant glow.

Scott then realized that the necklace had appeared out of nowhere and had not been worn by Medea before.

She wasn't wearing this necklace even when she entered the second floor of the white tower.

Could it have been obtained from the tower?

She strolled up to Scott and placed the necklace on his head.

"what is this?"

Scott looked at the necklace and pendant with curiosity.

"The power to deflect fate."

Medea said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Scott raised one eyebrow high.

"The power to deflect fate?"

He looked at Medea in surprise.

"I thought it was something ethereal, invisible, and intangible."

You're right.

Medea nodded slightly.

“But because the ‘Eye of a Thousand Miles’ is here, my father made preparations a thousand years ago and finally collected enough materials to trigger the magical ritual.”

“I see.” Scott said, indicating his understanding. “This isn’t the true power of fate’s deflection, but rather a unique magical material born from the deflection of fate?”

"That's it."

Medea extended a finger and wiped it on Scott's bleeding neck, then smeared the bloody finger on her own red lips.

"it is true."

She licked her blood-red lips.

"I thought it was that mercury-like alchemical doll in disguise again."

“I wasn’t careful enough this time,” Scott said, somewhat annoyed.

Medea didn't say anything more, she just waved her wand.

Scott's body immediately flew up and landed in the magical ritual that had already been set up.

Meanwhile, Slytherin strode into the area of ​​the magical ritual.

He glanced at Scott, who was trapped by the silver snake and standing opposite him, and smiled.

"The rest is up to you, Medea."

"Yes, Father."

"Scott!"

Savannah couldn't help but shout anxiously again.

But at that moment, Aaron had already stepped in front of her.

"Go away!"

Savannah seemed to have lost her temper completely, slamming her long wooden staff to the ground.

Before Aaron could react, countless thorny vines surrounded and bound him.

The thorns mercilessly pierced his flesh, and Aaron was instantly covered in blood.

"Ah……"

Aaron's face was contorted with pain, but he was still trying to smile.

"My dear... sister... you are so heartless..."

As he spoke, feathers sprouted from his body.

However, before he could complete his transformation, Savannah struck him with another spell, interrupting the process.

Savannah didn't look at him again, and ran towards the magic ritual while carrying her long wooden staff.

But by then it was too late.

Medea initiated the magical ritual.

In an instant, Scott and Slytherin, who were in the midst of the magical ritual, along with Medea who was presiding over the ritual, were enveloped in a distorted and dazzling light.

The place where the entire magical ritual took place seemed to have transformed into another dimension.

Scott looked at the dazzling light around him, and saw countless distorted figures flickering in the light, which he felt were like ordinary people struggling to survive in the face of cruel fate.

"Scott!"

Savannah was blocked from the magical ritual and shouted loudly.

Through the distorted light, Scott could no longer make out her figure.

All that could be seen were flashes of green light, seemingly an attack on the magical ritual, but it had no effect whatsoever.

Besides Savannah, the three "summoned beasts" that Scott had released also rushed over to attack, but to no avail.

Even Golza, who can easily alter the terrain, cannot disrupt a magic ritual that has already begun by changing the terrain.

Scott withdrew his gaze and began to observe the magical reactions within the magical ritual.

First, the bright red, blood-like disposable magic stones began to melt, seemingly turning into exceptionally thick blood.

Although it is thick, the color is incredibly vibrant, even shimmering with a jewel-like luster.