Chapter 1332? No Longer a Squib
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The central hall and side halls in the Ravenclaw Temple are well-proportioned in height. The central arc of the temple is very high, and there is a higher hyperboloid curved roof on the semicircular apse. The height of the vaults increases successively. Standing at the main entrance, you can directly see the vaults of the nave, cross and apse. The stained glass installed on the vault, together with the vault, has a light filtering effect that simulates the light sensation produced by light passing through dense leaves, enhancing the appeal and solemnity of the temple.
The huge statue of Rowena Ravenclaw and the five-headed dragon-shaped relief sculpture as her mount in the empty hall that connects the indoor sky and the earth, staring down at the temple. On the dome, many ravens are flying and perching under the starry sky, adding a lot of mystery to the temple. Of course, there are also countless ghosts who come to make way for the living people. The pearls are densely floating in the high places. White Wave.
Waves of emotionally affecting smoke from the burning frankincense drifted from the mouths and noses of the reliefs on the temple's columns. Wizards dressed in dark blue attire of divine servants would fill the carefully decorated iron tripods in those pillars with new spices from time to time.
Compared with when it was announced in the temple that Ravenclaw could turn squibs into wizards and materialize ghosts, there were more people in the temple today. Looking down from a high place, there were densely packed heads of people, and people were rubbing shoulders. crowded together. Even high-ranking officials in the Ministry of Magic were unable to get more space under such circumstances.
Babajide Ajinbade, Mrs. Maxim, the High Priest Kusrapalli who came from India...Many foreign dignitaries gathered here, and Owen Harris could not act as usual. Choose the middle position…
And even though there were so many people, whether it was out of belief and awe of the goddess Ravenclaw, or wanting to wait for the results of the experiment, the temple remained quiet, and no one dared to make a loud noise.
Babajid, who was standing next to Owen, seemed a little distracted. The recent transactions between the floating city and Muggles were actually on the edge of the "Secrecy Act", causing many sideline issues.
After many countries that had previously strongly advocated sanctions against the UK found that the sanctions against the UK were useless and were suppressed, they continued to make demands for protests and sanctions against the UK's actions to the International Federation of Wizards. There were even shouting letters in the continuous letters.
But in the face of Harris's strength and power, the International Federation of Wizards could not exert influence on Britain at all.
Babajid had already decided that since both sides could not afford to offend each other, they would make peace with each other. As long as the two sides remained stable, he planned to maintain this situation until his retirement.
And if the Squibs can perform magic in the future and do not need to live in the Muggle world, then the wizards can hide themselves better, stay away from Muggles, and avoid the Muggle world. This will be a way for them to get rid of those who accuse the British and Muggle trade is the best reason to increase the wizarding world's exposure to risky practices.
The Squibs who were blessed by Ravenclaw today were all separated by an arm's length. They had faded away from their previous less magical attire and held the wands that Allen personally made for them.
As the high priest of the temple, Katie Bell, like other clerics today, holds an extra staff that is slightly larger than them. These staffs are painted with some confusing ancient magic words, and it The writing method above is different from the system generally recognized by wizards in the world.
Katie walked up to the Squibs, and her voice spread far in the quiet temple: "The benevolent Goddess Ravenclaw has given you magic and hope. Don't let down the ability given by the goddess to ignite your magical abilities. To accumulate knowledge and use wisdom to illuminate the way forward... Sweep the gifts given by the goddess across all directions like the omnipresent wind."
The squibs in the field were focused on the wands in their hands. The eyes of the people around them seemed to turn into heavy pressure, pressing on them. This did not pose any threat to them who had actually been verified many times before. .
"Lumos!"
A chorus of curses sounded.
Suddenly, a faint fluorescent light lit up on the tip of the wand in Filch's hand. The wand trembled unconsciously, as if it also trembled in the hearts of the wizards. Another little fluorescent light comes on, and the illuminated fluorescence continues to increase...
Swish, swish - bang - the celebratory fireworks outside the temple soared into the sky, and the bright fireworks shone through the colored windows, making the faces become excited, excited, and awe... The cheers in the temple seemed to be overwhelming. The dome overturned, and at the same time, countless wizards knelt down towards the tall Ravenclaw statue and prayed devoutly.
The sound of this prayer made the temple seem somewhat unsettling and strange, but overall it was somewhat consistent with what was going on.
Babajide clapped his hands vigorously, which was exactly what he wanted; Mrs. Maxim gracefully took off the white gloves that reached her arms, and her eyes fell on the tall goddess statue, feeling a little more awe in her heart; Kusrappa The high priest held on to the sari on his body tightly and stared greedily at the squibs that were casting spells. Compared to other countries, they had a larger population and had more wizards, and the number of squibs was far more than other countries.
And under the five-headed dragon statue.
Filch shook his hand and brought the wand closer. The little fluorescent light reflected in his somewhat cloudy eyes seemed to turn into his whole world. The corners of his eyebrows trembled, and even his wrinkled old face was vaguely glowing with red. Tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes in clusters, but he was reluctant to blink and allowed the tears to streak across his face - this was not him. It was the first time that I successfully cast magic, but it was also the first time that I proved in front of others that I was not a squib.
Petunia's brows were filled with joy. Her neck, which was already longer than others, suddenly stretched forward. The ground waved the wand in his hand to release more light.
Only Mr. Granger and Mrs. Crevat were very excited and happy in their hearts, but as insiders who knew the inner workings and were not like Filch and Petunia who had been looking forward to this day for almost their entire lives, they behaved quite normally.
Off the field, Mrs. Pince, wearing a black pointed wizard hat, walked over quickly. Her skinny hands supported Filch, who was swaying due to excessive excitement. The face looked like a malnourished animal. A smile appeared on the face of the vulture, and he took out a handkerchief and gave it to Old Filch: "I think you should come to the library more often in the future. Wipe your tears quickly. How old are you? People read the joke... Don't let it happen in the future." Tears and snot stained the book."
"Irma, those brats can't secretly laugh at me anymore, I'm no longer a squib..." Filch said hoarsely, his tone filled with unprecedented confidence, and he rubbed his face carelessly with a handkerchief. After wiping it down, my usually rickety back seemed to straighten up a bit.
Off the field, only Vernon and his nephew Harry, who realized that they would be spending more time together, seemed less happy.
Vernon's cheeks with his plump double chin turned the color of pig liver, and his two fists were clenched tightly. Now his wife and son were really just one of the weirdos this time, and he looked at it unwillingly. The goddess statue on the dragon statue complained there: "I obviously prayed to you to let them fail... I am so sincere... This is good, I am the weird one..."
However, more and more wizards came over after hearing the news. Vernon's complaining voice was lost in the roar of cheers and shouts, and even he couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.