"Ah!" The Swedish Prime Minister closed his eyes in pain, tears streaming down his face from the sudden burst of bright light. "Damn it! What have you done?"
The Swedish Minister of Magic narrowed his eyes slightly, still feeling somewhat dazed, wondering if he was hallucinating.
He just murmured blankly, "Was that lightning... or the moon? Or... the sun?"
The Swedish Prime Minister finally recovered, and a huge, dazzling ball of light appeared outside the window, constantly spewing plasma outwards.
His voice was filled with disbelief, and he asked, trembling with hesitation, "This is magic... to such an extent? Able to create such a scene?"
The Swedish Minister of Magic remained silent; he had never seen anything like it before.
It was during his time studying at Durmstrang that he had heard about Gellert Grindelwald—
For example, he had cast an incredibly powerful spell that nearly destroyed Père Lachaise Cemetery.
If it weren't for the intervention of several wizards who stopped Gellert Grindelwald's magic in time, there would likely have been a large number of casualties.
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Let's go back to a short time ago.
Vizette and Luna rode together on a Sleipnir, heading towards the top of the Yggdrasil.
The Sleipnir carried them, like water being transported upwards through the woody parts, shuttling through the Yggdrasil.
Perhaps this was the only way to reach the Yggdrasil.
Vizette could feel that his perception of his surroundings was suppressed to the minimum, as if he were blind, and all around him was pitch black.
He pondered for a moment, recalling an ancient spell he had once acquired: "Herbology Charm".
The purpose of this ancient magic was to enhance one's affinity for magical plants.
He wanted to try to communicate with the Yggdrasil through this affinity and find a way to stop the waves...
Vizette attempted to cast this ancient spell, infusing the Yggdrasil with ancient magical power.
Sure enough, a mist related to the Yggdrasil appeared in his mind, and as he continued to climb upwards, the thick mist was gradually dispelled.
Vizette's consciousness, through the "Herbology Charm," sensed that within this towering tree were recorded unspeakable secrets of the past.
Thanks to his previous research on the Devil's Snare and the Christmas cactus, he was able to explore this secret almost without any obstacles through ancient magic.
...
A thunderous rumble echoed around them.
Suddenly, Vizette's consciousness received a different scene, as if he had entered another world.
The pitch-black world became colorful, with all sorts of colors dancing and swirling around him, as if he were in a richly colored oil painting.
The background of the painting was extremely oppressive, with dark black and deep cobalt blue forming a vortex, like a desolate sea that devoured all life.
In the center of the Sea of Deathly Silence, a tall figure stood, holding a long spear like a god, surrounded by several wisps of pure black mist that helped him float on the Sea of Deathly Silence.
His tall figure continuously wielded his spear, the tip of which emitted countless bolts of lightning, repelling wave after wave of the desolate sea, painting an endless landscape of gray-purple and verdigris.
Perhaps considering that such waves could not harm its upright form, the silent sea finally stirred and coalesced into a portal.
Where the Sea of Death lay empty, lay a terrifying, pitch-black abyss.
The portal kept disappearing, and a figure resembling a skeleton emerged from it.
The skeletal figure sat atop a throne of bones, its robes tattered and stained with gray, purple, and verdigris.
The skeletal figure roared and pointed, causing the ethereal black mist to tremble. The pure black was tainted by scarlet, and the mist, restless, broke free of its upright form and scattered in all directions.
Just as his upright figure was about to fall into the abyss, he suddenly picked up his spear and pointed it to the sky. In an instant, lightning filled the entire scene, splashing the most extreme white.
...
The extreme white faded, and Vizette came to his senses, finding himself at the top of the Yggdrasil.
The Sleipnir did not stop. It seemed to know what Vizette needed to do, moving back and forth at the top of the Yggdrasil, not missing any corner.
Vizette didn't know exactly how high it was, only that from here, you could see Stockholm in the distance and the lights of buildings coming on.
Yet, at such a high altitude, there was no suffocation from lack of oxygen; the howling winds in the distance could only be heard as faint sounds.
Everything here looked so dreamlike, with a faint sense of mist swirling around it.
Every time the Sleipnir stopped, it raised specks of dust, either ashes or snowflakes.
The top of the Yggdrasil seemed to be isolated from the outside world, and even the howling wind became faint.
In the distance, the waves rose to the same height as the Yggdrasil and continued to rise, getting closer and closer to it.
Vizette knew that once the waves crashed, it would inevitably trigger a massive tsunami that would engulf Stockholm.
He quickly checked the map in his mind, making sure all the fog was dispelled before pouring all the ancient magical power he could obtain into "Hogwarts: A History".
The notes in his mind suddenly flipped open, allowing him to fully absorb the ancient magical power he had just collected.
The page that had been unable to appear finally revealed new content.
There was no prefix of "ancient magic" or any additional content presented.
This was the briefest introduction of all the pages: "Tonitrus".
However, through the "Herbology Charm," Vizette sensed the vibrant images etched upon the Yggdrasil and understood how to use this magic.
He saw the spear in the distance and immediately raised his wand.
"A spear is flying!"
The spear came into Vizette's hand with a snap, and only when he touched it at such close range did he realize how extraordinary it was.
The spearhead was crystal clear, like a pure ice crystal, yet faintly crackled with lightning within.
As lightning crackled, the spear would also shimmer with a mesmerizing silver-blue light.
The shaft of the spear was inlaid with countless silver runes, and one could feel their antiquity and vicissitudes as one touched them.
The sound of the waves grew louder and louder, and it was getting closer and closer to the Yggdrasil, with the possibility of capsizing at any moment.
"Put me down!" Vizette took a deep breath and immediately cast the Guardian Meditation Technique to enhance his perception as much as possible.
"I'll be waiting for you here," Luna said softly, her voice full of determination.
Vizette reached the edge, holding the spear in one hand.
As he closed his eyes, his Magical Core began to stir, and countless forces poured forth.
Ansuz (ansuz)!
He slightly parted his lips, raised his spear and thrust it towards the ground, his body crackling with lightning.
The moment the lightning appeared, the waves seemed to pause for a moment.
The next moment, the waves continued their relentless surge, carrying boundless power as they roared towards Vizette…
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