Moen gripped the glass bottle tightly in his hand.
That drop of liquid that emitted a dazzling light,
Floating in the bottle like stars
It emitted a powerful energy fluctuation.
He felt the faint resurgence of magic within his body.
I understand in my heart,
Now is the best time for him to improve his skills.
He did not hesitate at all.
Open the bottle cap directly.
Take that precious drop of Holy Dragon Elixir.
He drank it all in one gulp.
The moment that drop of liquid entered my mouth,
A powerful energy erupted within him instantly.
Like a volcanic eruption,
surging and turbulent,
It swept over every corner of his body.
Moen could feel his already weakened body.
It is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Meridians are like dried-up rivers.
It regains its vitality under the nourishment of the sweet dew.
His magic power also skyrocketed like a rocket.
I can feel inside my body,
An unprecedented force is emerging.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione
Seeing that Moen drank the strange potion without hesitation,
Their faces showed worry.
"Moen, are you alright? That potion looks strange, is it okay to drink it?"
Harry frowned, his voice filled with deep worry.
You should know,
In the magical world,
Many medications have strong side effects.
If you are not careful, you may cause irreversible damage to your body.
"Yes, Moen! We've heard the professors say that many medicines have strong side effects. What if something goes wrong if you drink it directly like this?"
Hermione quickly added,
She looked anxiously at Moen, her fair face...
It was filled with worry and self-blame.
She felt she should stop Moen.
after all,
She has a better understanding of pharmaceuticals.
Ron didn't say anything,
But that worried look in his eyes,
This is enough to show his inner unease.
Gently tugging at Moen's clothes,
He knew he didn't understand those magics.
But his actions also show that he cares a lot about this friend.
Moen felt the sincere care from his friends.
A warm feeling welled up inside me.
He knew they genuinely cared about him.
Open the system's character interface.
Carefully examine your attribute panel.
[Host Information]
Name: Moon White
System Level: 1
Character's age: 11 years old
Character Magic Power: 352
Character Talents: Alchemy, Time Manipulation
Number of times talent can be copied: 0
[Spell mastered]
Levitation Spell (Space-Time Mutation)
Unlocking Spell (Space-Time Mutation)
Light Mantra (Space-Time Mutation)
Repair Spell (Space-Time Mutation)
Stunning Spell (Time-Space Shift)
Petrification Curse (Space-Time Mutation)
Invisibility Spell (Space-Time Mutation)
Flying Spell (Space-Time Mutation)
Divine Edge Without Shadow (Space-Time Mutation)
Rapid healing (space-time mutation)
[wealth]
Account balance: 35,000 Galleons.
[Task List]
Current mission: Defeat Quirrell personally and prevent Voldemort's resurrection (High Difficulty Mission) (50%)
Reward: 1 blue copy attempt
[Skill List]
Time sensing (Level 6)
Skill Name: Time Sensing
Skill Level: 6 (10 minutes into the future)
Skill Effect: Possesses a faint perception of the flow of time, allowing for short-term prediction of upcoming events. The effect increases with skill level.
After confirming that his magic power had reached 352 points...
After there were no abnormalities in his body,
He slowly opened his eyes and said in a calm and confident tone, "I feel great, with no side effects whatsoever."
His calm and persuasive tone reassured his friends somewhat.
"Why would you drink this strange potion? Did you know beforehand that there was nothing wrong with it?"
Hermione was still somewhat puzzled.
In her gaze toward Moen,
Full of curiosity and a desire to explore,
She desperately wanted to know why Moen was so certain.
"I can feel that it's pure and has absolutely no side effects. I trust my intuition."
Moen smiled slightly.
His voice was deep and powerful.
His tone also carried a hint of confidence.
"And I must have enough strength to protect you when a crisis comes."
He didn't explain much.
After all, some things...
The more you know,
It will only increase fear.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione fell silent upon hearing Moen's reply.
They believed in Mohn.
Moreover, everything Moen said was true.
After witnessing the power of that giant monster
They also increasingly felt their own weakness.
They also began to realize that
The magical world they live in
It's not as safe as you might imagine.
Cassius and Hermes were standing to the side.
After seeing Moen drink the potion,
An even more powerful energy fluctuation emanated from his body.
His eyes were filled with shock and awe.
They looked at each other, their eyes filled with unwavering conviction in the prophecy.
Their judgment was indeed correct.
Everything recorded in the prophecy is true!
The child in front of me,
Indeed, he is the "Son of God" they have been waiting for!
While everyone was still lost in their own thoughts...
Outside the tribe,
Suddenly a commotion broke out.
Several people,
He rushed in.
Their faces all showed a hint of panic and unease.
They had the carcass of a unicorn.
It was placed in front of Moen and the others.
The unicorn's body
It had become cold and stiff.
Its fur lost its luster.
The eyes lost their sparkle.
On its body,
There was also some blood that had not yet clotted.
The unicorn's horn, as white as jade,
It was covered with fine cracks.
It looked extremely tragic.
Cassius saw the unicorn's carcass.
His brows furrowed tightly.
He immediately stepped forward, his expression serious as he questioned the men who had brought back the unicorn's carcass: "Bane, what exactly happened? How did this unicorn die?!"
A tall, stern-faced centaur,
He walked up to Cassius and said in a low, hoarse voice:
"Chief, we found its body at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. There were no signs of a struggle on its body, but the wounds looked like they were caused by some kind of venomous snake. However, the venomous snakes of our Forbidden Forest would never attack unicorns on their own initiative, let alone suck their blood. This is very strange!"
His tone was filled with worry; he was quite certain that this tragedy was not the work of an ordinary venomous snake, but rather the work of a far more malevolent being.
Moen looked at the unicorn that had already lost its life.
Inner unease
It was finally detonated.
He knew,
This was definitely Voldemort's doing; he really wasn't dead.
And it has already begun to recover its strength.
This also confirms what he said before.
The guess!
It seems his task still requires the help of the ancient spell of the protection of love that Harry's mother gave him!
He must first help Harry obtain the Philosopher's Stone.
We must prevent Voldemort from rising again.
Otherwise, this mission might never have had a chance to be completed.
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
Now is not the time to be anxious; he must act quickly to stop Voldemort's resurrection.