It's just crazy.” Madness! - exclaimed indignantly an elderly grandfather with a chic bald head and powerful demonologist energy.
- Cheese? - put under my nose a plate with this milk product Potter, whicParmesan, my loveh phlegmatically twisted Wabbajek in his hands.
“Thank you,” I accept the offering just as phlegmatically. Parmesan, my love!
No - we are not crazy. Finally.
And no - we are not visiting Uncle Sheogorath.
Everything is somewhat simpler ... and more complicated at the same time.
It’s just that a group of magicians was assembled right away from half of Europe, which is somehow connected with the magic of movement and travel between worlds, as well as ritualism. And now, under the oath of non-disclosure, they were provided with all the information available to us.
Now the invitees, as one or the other finished reading our calculations, began yelling in different ways on the topic of insanity. There was a lot of expression. Some literally ran along the ceiling - for a strong magician of space such a trick is not difficult. Poter and I, as the organizers of this gathering and, accordingly, those who were the source of information, were much better acquainted than those present with the depth of the rabbit hole and our position in it.
So we definitely achieved a certain state of Zen, Jin, Sattori, nonsense, or their analogues, and all the fuss now was perceived exclusively with a slight curiosity and irony.
- Boys! Yes, you understand what kind of stupidity you slipped here to us? ..
“And this is not the staff of the god of Madness.” And you have not turned into a rooster, which is not your animagic form, ”Potter handed phlegmatically, gradually draconizing in front of those present.
The passions of venerable scientists began to subside quickly - many heard about the dangers of Harry Potter, army commander and Detintsev (as he was christened in the newspapers). As well as the fact that he is quick to deal with idiots and ignoramuses, whom he has fiercely disliked over the past years of leadership of the only, and therefore very extensive, power structure in the country.
Yes, and the dragon's blood, which was once forcibly infused into it, has completely taken root. And even if now, years later, he could not completely turn into a dragon, but progress was noticeable. And the crown of horns, scales on the face and open areas of the body, claws on the fingers, and elongated snake pupils against the background of the emerald radiance that flooded the entire visible part of the eyes made him closer to intelligent magical creatures, whom all old magicians preferred to respect and not conflict.
Chuckling at the action, I decide to add clarity to the situation.
Ringing rings on a long thin metal staff. Each ring fonits its power. Cold Dementors. Flame of the phoenix. Holy silver. The life of Mellorn. An artifact that has almost become my Attribute.
The attribute of a five-tailed kitsune, who removed all the restraints.
Yes, I can’t boast as much reserve as Potter.
But my strength is different - the purity of magic, the accuracy of its manipulations. Master of illusions by race and recognized Master of Artifact. Recognized by the MKM at seventeen, a week after graduating from Hogwarts. My warframes, manor and other projects gave me the title of Master, and the restructuring and endowment of Hogwarts with embodied Will - the Master. There is also the title of Malefica apprentice for removing the family curses from the Malfoy family, but compared with the previous achievement, it is somehow inconspicuous.
And the appearance also added a couple of points. Still, five tails, golden eyes, scarlet hair that moves under a nonexistent wind, overflowing with magic, clothes entirely consisting of not weak artifacts, and weapons on the thigh, which has become a service for all power structures, also acted accordingly.
- And now, when everyone has deigned to calm down, I propose to sit down and listen to not a dry report on what is happening with our world, but what you will have to create through joint efforts. And, as you know, you have no particular choice. Not because we threaten you, but because there really is no choice.
Pundits sulked, sulked, but were forced to nod and sit in their seats.
- Great, gentlemen. So, I’ll run quickly through the main points - I went to the center of the room and created the illusion of the Earth. - You have already become familiar with the fact that each of you is unpleasant that our world is the embodiment of the egregore of the faith of many rational from other worlds. As well as the fact that at the moment is the middle of the life cycle of this very embodiment. And now we are faced with the question of how, for the remaining sixteen years, to make the embodied world become a manifested world, and therefore completely real and autonomous. And before someone blunders about the fact that this is completely impossible, I will say that we have evidence of the possibility of this from the venerable Lord Tom - the embodied Will and guardian of Hogwarts. Therefore, now I will introduce you to the details of the project “The Convergence of the Worlds”.