As Wizet's words fell, a strange, faint sound arose.
It was like an omnipresent hum, creeping into everyone's ears from every direction.
The earth murmured, and the oceans resonated...
The waters of the Black Lake suspended overhead stopped pouring outward and instead rippled in perfect concentric circles.
The leaning trees were slowly straightened by an unseen force. Their earlier frenzied trembling and groaning vanished entirely, replaced by a soft rustling as their branches and leaves unfurled.
With that humming sound, everyone felt the despair that had filled their hearts seemingly melt away.
Just as their hearts gradually settled, and even began to fill with hope, golden light as gentle as warm sunshine suddenly surged from beneath their feet.
Before anyone could react, the light raced toward the horizon like a surging river.
The distant mountains lit up, and villages even farther away bathed in the glow...
This sudden transformation did not occur only around Hogwarts. It swept through every corner of the world at the same time.
In rainforests, streams of golden light climbed the trunks of towering ancient trees and the tangled vines, outlining them in vivid gold.
Across the oceans, the entire sea glowed. Rolling waves flung up golden radiance, their shimmering surface stretching to the horizon like flowing gold.
In deserts, the sand and stones gleamed in the golden light like precious flecks of gold.
The golden light spread along undulating sand ridges, forming enormous arcs and intersecting straight lines that combined into symbols and script.
On battlefields, rings of golden light emerged from cracks among collapsed walls, scorched banners, broken guns, and bloodstained rubble.
The golden light crossed trenches, passed through shell craters, and climbed ruined walls, growing ever more dazzling as it rose.
The gloom over the battlefields dispersed. Scorched earth glowed warmly, and the