Godric's Hollow.
The wind drifted gently through the valley, carrying a touch of coolness and tranquility, as though time itself had slowed here. Mountains rose and fell in the distance like sleeping beasts of the earth, their outlines vaguely visible in the sunset glow. The setting sun had originally dyed the entire valley red and gold.
However.
With the Young Wizard's spellcasting, everything changed. It was just a simple Lumos Charm, and he had barely put any magic into it, yet it had already created a spectacle no less magnificent than a small nuclear explosion.
Ian constructed the spell according to the Ancient Greek magical framework recorded in "Dark Power: Spell Conversion." The moment the incantation left his lips, a sudden change occurred.
The surrounding air seemed to tremble, as though some mysterious force had been stirred by the spell. An unusual radiance flickered at the tip of the Young Wizard's wand.
At first, the light rising from the wand was inconspicuous, like a dim star in the night sky. But in the next second, the sunset in the sky seemed to be directly ignited by an invisible lighter.
The sunset suddenly let out a piercing shriek.
In an instant, it erupted with intense light. The originally gentle afterglow became scorching and dazzling, followed by a blinding golden beam bursting from the sun's surface.
Like a golden bridge connecting heaven and earth, it carried immense power. Like a spear cast by a god, it pierced straight through the clouds, shattered the thick cloudbank gathered above the skyline, and crashed down.
Within the steaming white mist appeared the phantom of a chariot bearing a spear.
"So that's how it is... It's still borrowing the power of one of the ancient gods." Dumbledore keenly sensed an ancient and sacred will flowing within