The Image of the Guardian Deity

In the Box World, in front of the iron house.

Lucien looked at the humanoid Patronus before him, the silvery light reflecting on his face and clearly illuminating the complex emotions in his eyes.

This face was both so familiar and so strange to him—familiar because he had lived with it for over twenty years, and strange because he hadn't seen it in the mirror in a long time.

Lucien quickly realized a problem.

This appearance doesn't seem like something you should easily show to others.

The legendary ancient Greek sorcerer Andros did have a humanoid Patronus, but the appearance of his Patronus was a replica of Andros himself—whatever Andros looked like, the Patronus looked exactly the same, and it seemed to remain unchanged even after being enlarged.

Lucien stroked his chin, his gaze slightly lowered.

It would be great if I could change my appearance, not too much, just enough to cover my face.

However, conventionally, the image of Patronus is fixed and cannot be changed arbitrarily.

Only when a wizard has suffered a major blow or experienced a profound emotional upheaval will their Patronus change.

For example, falling in love with someone.

Therefore, most wizards, if they do not want to reveal their Patronus, often only summon mist without forming a complete form.

The pure Patronus Mist is sufficient to repel dark creatures like Dementor; only when there are too many of them is a full Patronus needed to rush in and disperse them.

Well, it doesn't really matter.

Since I have many Patronus, I can temporarily forgo this humanoid Patronus; the others will still work.

Having quickly come to his senses, Lucien stopped dwelling on it, bypassed the humanoid Patronus in front of him, raised his wand, and prepared to open the door of the iron house to go inside and see Nagini.

Now for the important matter: he wanted to test whether the characteristic of the Patronus Charm's mist, which could influence the emotions and memories of those who touched it, still existed after the complete Patronus was formed, or whether any new changes had occurred.

When they were practicing in the classroom, Snape was extremely cautious, hiding in a corner and refusing to come near his Patronus. He even used a barrier to keep the passing mist out.

Lucien felt at the time that the Old Bat was acting as if it were guarding against some kind of monstrous flood, but naturally he had no chance to verify it.

As he thought about Snape's alarmed expression, he glanced up and out of the corner of his eye at the Patronus beside him.

The wand, which was about to be waved, suddenly stopped.

Where's your face?

Lucien blinked involuntarily, almost doubting that he was seeing things.

The Patronus was still standing in the same spot, its silhouette exactly the same as before, with short hair, collar, cuffs—every detail was there.

Only the facial features had completely disappeared.

His entire face became smooth and flat, like he was wearing a faceless mask.

The silvery light flowed silently across the smooth, curved surface, leaving no trace of facial features.

Oh, how did it turn into a silvery-white marinated egg?

No, when did it change?

Lucien stepped forward and carefully examined the Patronus.

He didn't exert any control over the Patronus just now; he just thought about it for a moment—

think?

Lucien took a half step back, staring at the blank face.

Could this Patronus freely change its appearance according to its own will?

Having raised doubts, Lucien proceeded to verify them directly.

The face from my past life floated into my mind, but it was a bit slow, since it had been quite a while since I'd seen it, so it was a little awkward.

But the changes on the Patronus's face were swift; almost as soon as Lucien's thought arose, it was reflected on the Patronus's face.

In Lucien's view, the scene was, to put it mildly, somewhat eerie.

Because the changes are so fast and frequent, driven by ideas, the frequency is ridiculously high.

Lucien stopped himself in time, not allowing his Patronus to transform into various shapes, but instead turning it back into a faceless hard-boiled egg.

He wasn't sure if this ability to change at will was unique to the humanoid Patronus before him, or if other Patronus also possessed similar abilities.

Lucien took a deep breath, wondering if his Patronus was a little too special.