Mistletoe Bracelet

With the help of Longhorn, Luna had a long conversation with the Eight-Legged Steed by touching it.

"No one has ever remembered you. You must have been lonely for a long time!" Luna stroked the Eight-Legged Steed's cheek. "Can I call you ' Frigga ' from now on? I can be your friend."

The Eight-Legged Steed neighed and nodded, its voice like rolling thunder.

It looked up at the sky, where the waves were rising higher and higher, almost reaching the crown of the World Tree, that magical cloud.

After being named Frigga by Luna, the Eight-Legged Steed lowered its head, its horns touching the horns in Luna's arms...

The long horn in Luna's arms instantly transformed into a stream of light, hovered in the air once, and then turned into a string of Mistletoe Bracelet, appearing on Luna's wrist.

The mistletoe bracelet flashed red light, sending Luna onto the back of the Eight-Legged Steed.

"Wizet, we should go!" Luna sat sideways on his back, reaching out her hand to pull Wizet up.

The Eight-Legged Steed stamped its hoof, and a string of Mistletoe Bracelet appeared on Wizet's wrist.

The bracelet conveyed a warm feeling, but in the blink of an eye, he was sitting on the back of the Eight-Legged Steed.

As the two were ready and the Eight-Legged Steed was about to take off, Xenophilius forward, his eyes revealing a hint of anticipation, as if to say, "What about me?"

The Eight-Legged Steed shook its head, appeared behind Xenophilius in the blink of an eye, and then instantly arrived at the root of the world.

Wizet and Luna turned around at the same time, as if they wanted to shout something, but before they could utter a sound, they merged into the World Tree and disappeared.

On Xenophilius's wrist, a string of Nettle Bracelet appeared.

There was a hint of melancholy in his eyes as he sighed deeply, "I was clearly the first one to get the horn... and I was the one who put the horn into my treasure's backpack..."

Dumbledore stepped forward with a smile and comforted her, "Perhaps it's full? Or maybe they care about you and don't want you to take any risks?"

"That's probably it!" Xenophilius, looking at the roots of the World Tree. "I never expected... to encounter something like this..."

Newt calmed Niffler down and stepped forward to ask, "Headmaster Dumbledore, what are you doing here?"

"Such a magnificent sight, aren't you curious?" Dumbledore. "Besides... the task assigned to me by the Department of Mysteries has been completed."

"I came here because I was tracking down the Obscurus ..." Newt pulled out a wanted poster, which happened to be the same wanted poster for Wizet.

"Tonight I returned to the Swedish Ministry of Magic and was met by a Ministry of Magic employee who delivered this wanted poster, so I came to take a look..." He then took out a glass ball filled with Black Mist.

The Black Mist inside the glass sphere pulsed slightly, as if it were very restless. "This can detect traces of Obscurus... The fact that it's pulsating now means that Obscurus do indeed exist here."

Newt looked at Dumbledore, who remained calm, and tentatively asked, "Do you know something?"

"You mean someone's leading us in circles?" Dumbledore shrugged, a mysterious smile playing on his lips. "That's all I know."

Newt knew Dumbledore all too well and knew that Dumbledore was definitely hiding something, but he could only sigh, "It seems you know more than I thought..."

"The Swedish Ministry of Magic must be going crazy! All the magic around here has failed, and such a huge wave is bound to attract the attention of Muggle. They don't know how they're going to handle this..."

"Are you really not going to intervene? Can those two children really handle such a huge wave?"

Dumbledore stroked his beard. "While that possibility is unlikely... I would certainly intervene if something unexpected happened."

Newt put away the Black Mist glass ball. "You actually have so much faith in him? Well, let's wait and see!"

He stroked his chin, as if realizing something, "I think I understand... how you felt when you asked me to do things back then!"

Dumbledore waved his hand. "I didn't! I didn't!"

It was already dark in Sweden when the Sweden Prime Minister strode into his office alone. After ordering no one to enter, he opened the safe and took out a short-handed warhammer.

He returned to his desk, swung his warhammer and smashed it onto the surface. Immediately afterward, countless bolts of lightning flashed and converged into a smooth, exquisite mirror.

However, instead of his image, the mirror showed a different office.

He put down the hammer, interlaced his fingers into a fist, and gently tapped it on the table, looking annoyed.

Not long after, the Swedish Minister of Magic appeared on the other side of the mirror, with almost the same irritated expression.

Upon seeing the Swedish Minister of Magic sit down, the Sweden Prime Minister immediately said, "My secretary called me! He told me that the seawater around Stockholm is converging at an alarming rate."

"And the strangest thing is that when they followed the current of the sea, they saw this amazing sight!" He suddenly pulled the mirror and turned it towards the window next to him.

Through the window, you can see the distant ocean waves stretching high into the sky, as well as that incredibly peculiar World Tree.

"Can you explain this to me? Weren't you supposed to be hiding? Why did you make such a commotion? These waves are huge, this is practically a tsunami! What are you planning to do?"

"We are working on it," the Swedish Minister of Magic said in a deep voice, his face grim. "Remember the attack I mentioned to you a while ago? It's related to that."

The Sweden Prime Minister took a deep breath; after venting his emotions, he felt much calmer. "How long will it take to resolve this? If this continues, it'll definitely make the news!"

"You know how fast information spreads these days. If you try to hide it, it won't be so easy! I don't want you wielding your magic wand against my people!"

"I will do my best to ensure that this doesn't happen," the Swedish Minister of Magic nodded. "The Accidental Magic Reversal Squad and the Auror Office have already been deployed..."

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from outside the window, and the high waves that had risen into the sky began to pour down in their direction.

The Sweden Prime Minister immediately realized that this was no longer a magical accident, but a tsunami that threatened their survival.

Even if he wasn't a professional in the field, he could imagine the immense economic damage and the number of people killed that would be instantly caused if such a massive wave crashed into Stockholm.

He immediately lunged in front of the mirror and roared viciously, "Where is your damn magic team? Why haven't you solved the problem yet!"

The waves kept crashing forward, and the Sweden Prime Minister felt a chill run down his spine, as if a tsunami was already behind him.

The Swedish Minister of Magic shuddered. "As far as I know, Mr. Dumbledore has arrived on the island. He should be able to handle this..."

Before he could finish speaking, a blinding light burst forth from the window...