Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"Enchantment?"

Harry interrupted: "W-what do you mean?"

Oh, yes, she doesn’t know.

Mori Yuesha hooked her fingers, waited for the green eyes to get closer, and whispered...

"I won't tell you Lulue."

“Mori…!”

"Hahaha, don't worry. The magic power in you is pretty good - quite good. Compared to mortals. Maybe you can find a way to use it."

Speaking of "magic", Hari has already had some understanding with Mori Yuesha.

For example, she can talk to pythons.

For example, if she is forced to cut her hair unhappily, it will return to its original shape the next day.

So, it’s magic…?

Wizard? Magician?

The kind in fairy tales?

"The last time I saw a wizard in this world was decades ago. I wonder if he is still alive..." Mori Yuesha thought of the gentleman and was too lazy to look for him all over the world: "Maybe there is a guy who can help you, but you have to be pious."

Be more pious?

"Hmm." Mori Yuesha took out the key to open the door, stepped on each other's high heels to take off, and found a pair of slippers for Harley that she didn't like very much anymore: "If He can teach you, it should be much better than a human teacher."

It may also be quite different.

“…When do we start?”

Mori Yuesha raised her eyebrows: "Are you anxious?"

Harry was indeed anxious.

Anyone who has spent ten years in darkness will become extremely anxious the moment he sees hope.

The appearance of Mori Yuesha gave her a possibility.

A possibility that 'you are not mud'.

Who knows... Will she change her life because of Mori Yuesha...? Harley didn't know. She just wanted to hold on to Mori Yuesha, to hold on to this sister who made her feel good and wanted to stay with her all the time.

"Teach me."

The girl rarely showed a hint of anger, her raven-black eyelashes fluttered, her two emerald eyes narrowed, and she pulled at Mori Yuesha's sleeves: "Teach me... to be as powerful as you."

"You think you can just act cute..."

"Sister Forest..."

Mori Yuesha was indifferent to Hari's coquetry and walked straight to the stairs: "First you have to recite His name correctly, then, at night..."

Isn't this teaching?

嘻…

The young snake followed, swinging its little slippers and making a clattering sound.

…………

……

First, you have to pronounce His name correctly.

He is the name of God, and we recite it silently, without making any mistakes.

Next, go where the moonlight can reach.

You don't have to be very religious, but you must be focused - focused, concentrated, in your brain.

In the evening, Nagini came in with a heavy heart. Before she could figure out how to talk to Mori Yuesha, Harry, who had just finished his meal in a hurry, was dragged upstairs by the little ancestor.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Sitting cross-legged and drawing open the curtains, the moonlight just fell on little Harry.

Like a layer of silver gauze.

"Cross your legs," Harley put on Mori Tsukisa's beige stockings on her feet, which looked perfect on her. "Is this right?"

Mori Yuesha, who was fiddling with something with her back turned, waved her hand casually: "Whatever, anything is fine."

…anything?

Harley lowered her head and curled her toes.

My sister's feet are too small. She is several years older than me, but her socks are the right size for me...

"Focus, Harley."

"But I don't know the meaning of sitting cross-legged." Harry argued in a low voice. She didn't realize that she had become much more active since she argued with Dudley in the afternoon. "At least tell me the reason for sitting cross-legged. I just checked with the tablet on the bed. Do the soles of the feet also have to face... the ceiling?"

Not so many rules.

Mori Yuesha turned around, put her arms on the half-length cabinet, and glanced at the girl's posture casually: "Just, this is fine. In fact, you can lie down, any posture does not matter."

?

"Why don't I lie down then?"

"Why should you lie down while I stand?"

…That makes sense.

Seeing Mori Yuesha's dangerous look, Harley shrank her shoulders and crossed her legs obediently - with her large black-framed glasses that were extremely academic, she looked like a stupid girl who had strayed into a cult and was forced to perform a strange ritual.

"Hey, don't move."

Mori Yuesha mixed the 'paint', walked over barefoot, and knelt in front of Harley.

"Close your eyes."

The hair covering the scar was lifted up and pinned with a small clip, and fingers were dipped in the cold and sticky liquid, which was applied to the forehead in streaks.

Harry felt that it was a symbol similar to a cross.

“Ankh…”

Mori Yuesha whispered: "This letter will reach Amenta and the astral world, allowing the feminine to support your spirit and the masculine to protect your body..."

Harry closed his eyes and frowned: "What is so fishy?"

Mori Tsukisa: ...

He looked down at the can of cat food in his hand.

"Thirty processes create high quality, and every detail is refined!"

"The real stuff is very popular in the pet circle!"

"Alaska King Salmon and Andaman Deep Sea Tuna are the raw materials. High-density quality testing is carried out, with twice as many processes as ordinary canned cat food - more than 80 quality tests, first-class quality, the best choice for your pet!"

Ok…

"It's a ritual pigment." Mori Yuesha patted Harley's forehead seriously: "Don't move."

Dipped in mashed tuna and salmon, the dark pink 'paint' was used to create a rune with a ten below and a circle above on Harry Potter's forehead.

The Ankh is a symbol of the life of the…

"Here, get it."

He opened his fumbling hands and placed the can into the little blind man's palm.

"Hold it, this is your tribute."

The more Halle listened, the more it felt like a cult...

"If you have any questions, tell me your name. Remember."

"Wait, wait, those prayers are so weird—"

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm going to take a shower after you're done."

All right?

Hari closed her eyes nervously, holding the somewhat cold "tribute" in her hand - specifically, something that looked like a can, and silently chanted the prayer that Mori Yuesha had told her before.

The great, protective...

I implore you...

I beg you to lower your eyes of pity, beg you to look at the piety and humility of a mortal...

I offer this to you...

To enable my blind eyes to see the gift and the truth...

The great, protective...

I implore you...

The prayer was recited silently many times.

Quiet.

After reciting it silently, nothing happened... No, to be exact, there were some changes.

Harley could no longer sense Mori Yuesha's presence.

She seemed to be in a completely dark room. Everything was quiet, and her body seemed to be floating slowly with the warm wind blowing from nowhere...

She remembered Mori Yuesha's instructions.

"If it doesn't work, you can try the second option." That face was very determined.

Does this work or not?

And the second plan...

To be honest, Harley didn't think the 'prayer' in the second plan was really respectful to the gods - if there were gods, reciting the second plan would definitely bring punishment...

Mori Tsuki…

No, I have to trust my sister.

The girl moved her lips, raised the "tribute" in her hand high above her head, and shouted the second set of words loudly:

秃…

cough.

Bald tail...

Black hair sea urchin.

You are a flathead fish thief roaming around in seafood markets.

A black coal ball with a big face hit by a cream cake, a cat-like creature that runs like a rabbit and squats like a dog...

I hope your followers can be as generous as I am.

That the poor wild-

The second set of prayers is long, but it doesn't have to be.

Harry now felt that a huge suction force instantly pulled her into the swirling vortex - she respectfully ignored it, but this indescribable second set had such a big reaction.

just like…

A three-year-old boy and his dog were lost together. Five days later, the dog returned home.

Should I say that the best way to get her attention is to piss her off...?

The hoarse female roar came from far away.

Immediately, the shock buzzed in the girl's brain.

He roared:

"I knew that little bastard was back!!"