Seeing Neville wrapped in thick branches into a Tree Cocoon, Augusta Longbottom knitted her brows tightly.
She still could not hide her unease. Her hands had already twisted together, her knuckles whitening from the force, as if she wanted to crush all the anxiety in her heart.
"Cross the Nineteenth, Fourteenth, and Twelfth Paths!" As Vizet's words fell, the Tree Cocoon passed through the light smoke in the form of thick branches.
"Do not sink into disorder, do not cower before dead silence! Maintain the balance with will, sweep away chaos with will!"
"Lead the child along the path of the parents' bloodline, and let the lost soul shine anew!"
"Bear witness here: the savior shall return! Bear witness here: the wounded shall be made whole!"
Gazing at the thick branches traveling through the light smoke, Vizet let out a long breath.
With the Ritual Magic having reached this point, what came next depended on Neville's performance.
What Vizet could still do was observe the details through the light smoke. If any unexpected situations arose, he would need to maintain the operation of the entire Ritual Magic by adding or reducing magical materials.
He returned to his position and noticed Augusta Longbottom's hands twisted together. "Longbottom Madam, the Ritual Magic is going very smoothly. The current situation is good."
Augusta Longbottom's nod was somewhat stiff. "Sorry... Vizet, I'm making you worry about me too."
Vizet pointed at the passage formed by the light smoke. "Longbottom Madam, you can observe the smoke."
"This smoke can reflect Neville's current state, at least his state while he is crossing the 'Paths.'"
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