Just as Luna was about to comfort the owl, the nearby stream suddenly churned, and a massive figure emerged from the water.
Thanks to the meditation method's enhancement, the sudden change didn't affect Wizet.
He sensed the figure extend its tail, sweeping towards them.
At the crucial moment, fear didn't cloud his judgment.
Wizet pulled Luna's arm, and both of them lunged forward simultaneously, narrowly dodging the attack.
Bang!
The figure's tail grazed Wizet's shoulder and plunged fiercely into the grass.
The ground shook violently as the figure withdrew its tail, kicking up a cloud of dust and grass clippings.
Hiss!
More water splashed out as the figure let out a chilling hiss, emerging from the water and landing on the bank.
This was a strange snake Wizet had never seen before; its upright body was at least two meters tall.
What surprised him most was that this strange snake actually had three heads.
The three-headed snake was not only enormous and bizarre-looking, but it was also covered in a layer of reddish-orange, spiky scales.
The reddish-orange on these scales wasn't particularly vibrant, instead showing a dead, grayish hue, giving it an aged appearance.
As the three-headed snake hissed lowly, Wizet could clearly see a pair of glowing, eerie green fangs hidden in the rightmost head of the venomous snake.
This three-headed snake was as thick as a wagon wheel, coiling and writhing its body as it lunged at them.
Hiss!
The three-headed snake attacked again, its rightmost head suddenly darting out, opening its gaping maw to reveal sharp fangs.
Although this snake head's attack was unexpected, it was constrained by the other two snake heads, preventing it from biting Wizet immediately.
Wizet seized this opportunity, retreating again with Luna, narrowly avoiding the snake head's bite.
The snake head plunged into the grass, once again kicking up a cloud of dust and grass clippings.
“Wizet, this is a Runespoor. It might be old and not very agile,” Luna said, without a trace of panic. “Its three heads all have their own thoughts and easily squabble.”
At this moment, the middle snake head opened its eyes and let out a "hissing" sound, as if speaking.
The left snake head also flicked its tongue, shaking its head constantly, seemingly scolding the other two snake heads.
The three snake heads exchanged glances, baring their fangs at each other, and actually began to attack one another.
Just as Luna said, the Runespoor was fighting amongst itself.
“This is an XXXX-level Magical Beast, why is it here?” Luna scrambled to her feet.
“You're hurt!” Her voice filled with alarm when she saw blood seeping from Wizet's shoulder.
Luna quickly pulled Wizet up, helping him run towards their home.
Seemingly realizing that its prey was getting away, the Runespoor stopped its internal squabble and pursued Wizet and Luna at an extremely fast speed.
Through the meditation method, Wizet could sense the movement behind him.
The Runespoor was incredibly fast, like a motorcycle at full throttle; it would likely be able to attack again in just a few more seconds.
Just as he was contemplating a countermeasure, Luna pushed him forward, saying with unusual determination, “Wizet, you're injured. I'll distract it.”
Wizet was utterly surprised.
He never expected Luna to do something like this in such a critical moment.
In his previous life, no one had ever treated him this way.
He abruptly turned his head, and everything around him seemed to slow down.
The three snake heads were getting closer to Luna, and Luna's light golden hair was flying in the wind.
Through Luna's eyes, Wizet saw no panic, only composure and determination.
Protecting his family?
Wizet recalled his previous life; after he understood he was in an orphanage, he had also desperately longed for a family to take him in.
Any kind of family would do, no matter the cost.
At this moment, he understood Luna, comprehending why she made such a decision—
Back then, Luna had no ability and lost her family;
Now, she didn't want to repeat the past.
Wizet was the same; he had finally found a family and didn't want to see them suffer any harm, especially not harm incurred while protecting him.
The details of Ancient magic: Shield surfaced in his mind, each detail incredibly clear.
He now had the confidence to perform this magic.
His desire was incredibly strong now—the Runespoor absolutely must not harm Luna!
Wizet clasped his hands together, and powerful Ancient Magic Power was squeezed from the Obscurus, surging within his body.
The Runespoor's fangs were within reach, almost touching Luna's slender neck.
The hand gesture was fluid, the power gathering into a ball of light between his hands, spreading outwards...
The ball of light dissipated once more, but this time, the power did not return to Wizet's body.
In the next instant, silver-blue light suffused Luna's entire body, rapidly expanding outwards to form a spherical barrier.
The barrier glowed with dazzling silver-blue light, and when the Runespoor's fangs struck the barrier, they immediately shattered into tiny fragments.
Wizet, inspired, pulled apart his index fingers and thumbs that had been pressed together.
The barrier immediately expanded outwards, pushing the Runespoor forcibly back into the stream.
This was Wizet's first time casting a Shield magic, yet the barrier's scale was unexpectedly enormous.
To maintain such a massive barrier, he continuously squeezed the power from the Obscurus.
The Obscurus became agitated, and the chains that bound it rattled continuously, seeming as if they could break at any moment.
Hiss!
The Runespoor returned, its three heads letting out a synchronized hiss.
After all, this was just a Shield magic; at least for now, it wasn't offensive and couldn't inflict enough damage on the Runespoor.
Just then, a tabby cat suddenly darted out from afar.
The tabby cat leaped, rapidly transforming into a human form in mid-air.
An older Witch with glasses appeared, dressed in a dark green robe, holding a wand in her hand.
She pointed her wand at the Runespoor, then gave a gentle flick...
The stream water around the Runespoor transformed into an iron cage, trapping the enraged Runespoor within.
“merlin's beard! Thankfully, You're both unharmed! Episkey!” The Witch quickly approached Wizet, and a vibrant green light appeared at the tip of her wand.
Wizet felt a tingling sensation in his shoulder, and in just a breath's time, all the blood and wounds on his shoulder disappeared.
“Is this magic too?” Wizet grabbed Luna's outstretched hand and quickly scrambled to his feet.
“Yes!” The Witch pursed her lips, speaking almost without showing her teeth, appearing somewhat stern.
“You will be able to learn all these magic spells at Hogwarts in the future. Thankfully, I arrived in time; if you had been bitten by a Runespoor, you would likely have to go to St. Mungo's for treatment.”
“Thank you!” Wizet thanked her repeatedly, “May I ask, Madam… what is your name?”
The Witch gave a slight smile, “I forgot to introduce myself! Minerva McGonagall, Professor of Transfiguration at Hogwarts.”
“The Hogwarts acceptance letter, my purpose in coming here is to deliver it to you.” She took a parchment envelope from her pocket and handed it to Wizet.
Wizet took the parchment envelope with both hands; there was a wax seal at the envelope's flap, a crest with a shield design.
In the center of the crest was a capital “H” surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake…