Saintess of Light
What came into view was a petite, white-haired little girl wearing a white princess dress.
The little girl appeared to be around 11 to 12 years old. Her hair and eyebrows were entirely white, and her skin was an unusually pale white with faintly visible blood vessels underneath, making her resemble an albinism patient in the Muggle world.
The only difference was that this girl didn't look unwell at all. Her large eyes were clear and bright, her dark pupils as pure and lively as autumn water. A gentle smile played on her lips. She walked up to Yaxley, gently lifted the hem of her spotless white skirt with both hands, slightly bent her knees, lowered her head, and said, "Latifa greets my lord."
Upon hearing the name, Skylar noticed that the little girl's face had features characteristic of Middle East women: deep-set eyes, thick eyebrows, a high nose, and full lips, like a meticulously painted picture.
Yaxley hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, Latifa, this young and handsome Mr. Malfoy will be the new Lord of the Ring—from this moment on, you must serve him as your master and obey his commands."
"Yes, Latifa will obey the commandment of the Lord." The little girl named Latifa said respectfully, then turned and bowed to Skylar. Her movements were fluid and pleasing to the eye, clearly showing that she had undergone extremely rigorous and meticulous training.
"This..." Skylar glared at Yaxley with a questioning look, and said coldly, "Yaxley, you have some nerve, daring to get involved in human trafficking?"
"Master, please don't misunderstand," Yaxley hurriedly explained, seeing Skylar's unfriendly tone. "In Great Britain, the human trafficking was almost entirely monopolized by the House of Rowle. But wasn't his family later wiped out by your brilliant scheme, Master? -- Removing a scourge from Great Britain society. After that, I haven't heard of any other force daring to engage in large-scale human trafficking in Britain..."
"So, what exactly happened?" Skylar realized he had misunderstood Yaxley and immediately softened his tone.
"My lord, as you know, the situation in the Middle East has been quite turbulent these past few years—didn't the Gulf War break out in the Muggle world a few years ago? The war caused many people to be displaced, and some criminals took the opportunity to make illicit profits, engaging in theft and fraud—this girl's parents were both wizards, but their magical abilities were not very high, and they died in the turmoil. Then she was kidnapped by 'Cobra,' the leading underworld organization in Persia, and they conducted some Dark Arts experiments on her..."
Skylar frowned as he listened. Having lived two lives, Skylar was not a soft-hearted saint, but he would never, and resolutely opposed, deliberately harming innocent people for the sake of profit, especially when these people had nothing to do with his plans, or were completely unaware of their own fate.
"Later, the girl seemed to lose her usefulness to 'Cobra' and ended up in the hands of Rowle. I happened to see her and took her in as my maid... That bastard Rowle took a thousand Galleon from me!" Yaxley said through gritted teeth.
Skylar raised an eyebrow; at this moment, he knew perfectly well that Yaxley was no kind-hearted philanthropist. The fact that he would spend a lot of money to adopt this girl could not be out of kindness; he must have been attracted to some unique aspect of her.
"Master, Latifa looks very young, but she is actually 21 years old, which means she is an adult—" Yaxley said softly.
"What? This—" Even Skylar couldn't help but ask in surprise.
"Blood Curse— " A shrewd glint flashed in Yaxley's eyes as he spoke with unwavering confidence, "She's been cursed with Blood Curse —the power of the curse has regressed her to a child's age. Her physique, appearance, voice, strength, and even her mind have all regressed to that of an 11-year-old, and she will never grow up again. The only exception—"
"It's her magic." Skylar blurted out. At this moment, Skylar's Magic Eye was fully activated. In his seven-colored pupils, he could clearly see that the magic power within Latifa's body was thick and surging. In Skylar's judgment, it was almost the same as Sarf's, at the level of an elite Auror. However, this was not the end. What truly surprised Skylar was that her magic power was so pure that it contained not a single impurity.
Magic originates from the wizard's soul and is largely influenced by the wizard himself.
Dumbledore's magic is magnificent and vast, possessing an overwhelming power like a raging fire, which always allows him to gain the upper hand in terms of momentum.
Voldemort's magic is cold and violent, corroding the human heart like Ghost and inspiring fear.
Even Skylar himself, though his magic was activated, inevitably carried Skylar's quick wit, unpredictability, and eccentricity.
Only the girl before him possessed a magic as still as a calm pool, without a ripple—like the first trace of magic to appear in the chaotic universe, natural and pure, untouched by the aura of any human wizard.
Skylar immediately understood that this magical phenomenon was absolutely impossible for a normal wizard—magic was first born when a wizard was a child, triggered by stimulating the power in their bloodline, causing a magical surge. At this time, the magic was like a newborn baby, still pure and flawless. However, as the young wizard began to learn magic, the magic would gradually evolve due to the host's personality, temperament, and emotional fluctuations, in order to adapt to the master's spellcasting methods and habits.
The Latifa was the only exception that Skylar knew of. This was because the girl's magic power had increased with age, but her mind had remained at the age of 11, the most suitable age to start learning magic. At this stage, magic power had not yet begun to evolve, which is why there was such a serious mismatch between the level and purity of her magic power.
A flurry of thoughts raced through Skylar's mind: powerful and pure magic—this meant that this magic possessed infinite potential for transformation, and there were countless situations in which it could be utilized.
"Master is wise!" Yaxley praised sincerely. Indeed, a great reputation is well-deserved. Skylar's achievements and strength today are by no means accidental or lucky. To be able to see through Latifa's background and its value at a glance requires extremely sharp eyesight and a very broad accumulation of knowledge.
"After I adopted Latifa, I raised her using secret methods and isolated her from the outside world to avoid being influenced by others—only I and a few close confidants in the entire House of Yaxley knew of her existence..." Yaxley said.
He seemed lost in his own thoughts, muttering, "Then, after seven long years, countless failures and restarts, I finally succeeded," Yaxley said, his voice brimming with undisguised pride, "She finally mastered the two magical arts, 'Holy Light Spell' and 'Mystic Light Spell'..."
Skylar let out a long breath.
It's no wonder that Skylar, who is usually calm and rational, would react this way.
Holy Light Spell... Mystic Light Spell...
While these two spells are not exactly lost, they haven't appeared for centuries. Even before that, they were extremely rare in the history of the wizarding world. People who mastered these two spells often appeared only once every few centuries, and it was already considered a lot if one appeared in a century.
Although these two magical arts are obscure and rare, they are not unfamiliar to Skylar. They are recorded in ancient books collected by the House of Malfoy, the House of Black, and Ravenclaw, and even contain methods of cultivation. However, Skylar has never had the idea of learning these two magical arts.
These two spells, though not profound, are so rare that only one in ten thousand can truly master them.
Its real difficulty lies in the fact that there are absolutely no shortcuts. One must persevere in rigorous training day after day for ten years. Not only is progress extremely slow, but one must also be free from any distracting thoughts during the training process. Thoughts such as falling in love are absolutely forbidden. Moreover, if one relaxes even slightly, all previous efforts will be wasted, and one will have to start all over again. Therefore, only those with extremely tenacious character, a pure heart, and a great ambition can succeed in this training.
To master even one of these skills would require at least 10 years of hard work, and to master two at the same time is simply unheard of throughout history—but judging from Yaxley's tone, it seems that Latifa only spent 7 years!
Therefore, it is evident that Latifa, who is able to master two magical arts at the same time, must be extremely resilient and simple-minded, with no ulterior motives in her heart. Such a person is pure and innocent, and generally does not lie, making it easy for others to see through her thoughts at a glance.