Chapter: 419

After chanting the incantation, Lumian looked at the dark green candlelight and patiently waited for the messenger to appear.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and nothing happened in the altar.

Lumian was not disappointed, and spoke again: "I!" Summoned in my name: "Spirits roaming in the upper world;" friendly creatures that can be driven;

"The messenger that belongs exclusively to Hela...

The dark green candle flame flickered suddenly and became much bigger.

At this time, not only was the top of it not illuminated, but it was getting darker and darker.

In the darkness, something was quickly outlined.

It was a skull shaped like a human skull, as if made of sterling silver, with a soft light that dispelled the surrounding darkness.

Pale flames burned in the eye sockets of the skull's head, which made Lumian suddenly feel that the other party was very dangerous.

Staring at Lumian for a few seconds, the sterling silver skull opened its mouth and bit the flying letter paper.

It then returned to the regrouped darkness.

After successfully attempting the second time, Lumian ended the ceremony, cleaned up the wooden table, took out Aurora's witchcraft notes, and flipped through the corresponding part under the light of the calcium carbide lamp.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he suddenly had a premonition, raised his head, and cast his eyes on the window.

There lay a folded letter paper quietly.

"So fast?" Lumian reached for the letter in astonishment.

The reply from Hela, the vice president of the Curly Baboon Research Association, came earlier than he expected.

Lumian unfolded the letter paper and browsed through the highly decorative words: "I'm sorry to hear the news. Since Muggles were absent from the party last month, I have a bad feeling."

There are too many dangers in this world. Sometimes, we cannot avoid them if we want to, unless we can control all the people around us.

If you want, you can tell me about the misfortune encountered by Muggles. You don’t need to be very detailed, just tell me the general situation...

Judging from the messenger you can summon me, you should also have entered the path of the extraordinary. I don't know if your sister told you that this means that you will always be accompanied by danger and madness, but it is necessary to remind you, restraint and With due respect to the shipmates who ordered us to pick up the lights. In a word, restraint and prudence are our best friends.

After that, you can write to me if you have any doubts about occultism. Although I am not known for my profound knowledge, I can answer many questions.

Muggles and I have only met twice in the past year, mainly to discuss various things in the superhuman realm.

What impresses me is that she mentioned that one of her friends was affected by a weird dream, hoping to find a solution, and if necessary, she would like to ask a real psychiatrist for treatment...

Lumi quietly read Hela's reply, the muscles on his face stretched and twisted.

Aurora is really looking for a solution to her strange dream!

Lumian eased his emotions and considered how to reply to the letter.

At this moment, he suddenly froze.

Combined with Ms. Susie's description, a real psychiatrist should refer to a certain sequence of audience pathways...

Only Extraordinary people who are good at this field can make me no longer dream of that world filled with gray mist...

There is nothing wrong with this matter itself, but the problem is: Aurora's witchcraft notes only record the sequence audience for this path!