Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

Unconsciously, Canaan stayed in Asgard for nearly two weeks.

These days, Queen Frigga has taken great care of Canaan, not only sending some food and fruit to visit Canaan, but also patiently teaching Canaan the magic she learned.

And Canaan is also full of affection for the beautiful queen. At the same time, with the help of the queen, he has also mastered most of the witch's secret magic.

In a medical room in the palace.

A wounded Asgardian lies in bed, his spirit floating in mid-air.

"Canaan, if you want to master the mysteries of the soul, you need to study it in depth. This soldier is unconscious on the battlefield ahead, and no injuries can be found on the body, so the soul is our best breakthrough." Queen Frie Jia slowly explained to Canaan.

She put her hands close to the soldier's soul, and the red magic power swayed out, enveloping the soul.

"The magic I cast is on page 32 of the book "Spiritual Healing". This kind of magic can not only perceive the damaged parts of the soul, but also nourish the spiritual body..."

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After treating the last wounded soldier, Frigga wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed slightly: "I haven't done this kind of work for a long time, I look really old."

"You don't look old at all." Canaan said with a smile as he put away his notebook that recorded his magic insights.

Frigga smiled slightly: "Sol is coming back today, and his father held a grand dinner for him, so you should come too."

Canaan thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Of course, my honor."

Before the dinner party started, the palace was already full of people clamoring, and Canaan was invited to the table by the maid early.

This is a dining table about 100 meters long placed in the hall, covered with soft and delicate red silk cloth, and the maids are constantly coming forward to bring golden tableware.

According to the etiquette of Asgard, the higher the status, the higher the seat.

However, because Canaan is a guest of Asgard, and he is also a good friend of Sol, he was honored to be arranged in the front row, sitting next to Sol.

The banquet started, the maid opened the delicious food on the golden plate, and everyone happily drank to their heart's content.

Sol held Canaan in his arms, and shouted excitedly: "It's great that you can come, come, have a drink with brother."

"Is it okay to drink juice, I'm underage!" Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on Sol's body, Canaan wrinkled his nose unconsciously.

"Hi~" Saul hiccupped and wanted to say no, but was stared back by his mother opposite him.

"Of course, I'll do it first, you can do whatever you want."

With that said, Saul drank down a large bowl of wine.

He was just about to throw down the empty bowl that he had drunk, but he seemed to think of something again, and withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

"Honorable King of the Gods, His Majesty Odin!"

At this time, a man in green clothes came forward and kowtowed respectfully.

"The Sasmon tribe is willing to always take you as the head and follow the will of Asgard!"

Canaan found that the man had pointed ears and white skin folds, which seemed to be of elf blood.

Seeing the doubt in Canaan's eyes, Sol leaned into his ear and yelled: "This guy's tribe is from Alfheim, one of the Nine Realms, the legendary kingdom of elves. I will attack them this time. It's a pity that they didn't even learn the ability of elves, and they didn't let me enjoy myself at all."

"Aren't they elves?" Canaan asked.

"The real ancient elves have long since ceased to exist. These people just have a meager bloodline of elves. They occupy that fat continent, claiming to be a family of elves, and fighting with each other." Sol explained, his tone seemed a little mocking.

"Your Majesty Odin, in order to show our submission, our people are willing to dedicate their treasures to you. I hope you will forgive us for our crime of disrespect."

As he spoke, the man took out an exquisite gift box.

"The book of the ancient elves is stored in it, which records the magic belonging to the elves, which is very precious."

Queen Frigg took the gift box first, and after checking that there was no problem, she handed the gift box to Odin.

Odin stood up from the main seat, holding the gift box high, and his old voice was muddy and powerful: "Asgard is very happy to live in peace with the Sasmon tribe. After all, war is a bad thing for everyone."

"And today is a special day, not only my son Saul's birthday, but also the day when the Asgard warriors return victoriously, so I will take out this treasure as a reward for the champion of the Derby competition."

When everyone in the audience heard the news, they waved their wine glasses excitedly, and then smashed the glasses on the ground fiercely, howling like wolves.

"Derby?" Canaan looked at Sol puzzled.

"It's the Arm Wrestling Contest, the full name of which is the Asgard Warriors Contest. It's a very old custom, and it's held once every time you win a battle. Before that, I've already won the German Contest three times." Sol laughed loudly. Looks very interested in this game.

"Oh, well," Canaan shook his head, he felt that this kind of competition was not fun at all.

Moreover, it is obvious that Odin wants to use this competition to give the book of ancient elves to Sol.

Under Odin's order, the guards quickly set up the Derby ring at the dining table.

Sol took a big gulp of wine, with a drunken red face, stood up and patted Canaan on the shoulder, and said proudly: "Little brother, when I come back from winning the championship, I will give you this elf book as a brother." Gift."

Looking at Sol's leaving back, Canaan smiled helplessly. He was indeed very interested in the book of elves, and it seemed that this brother didn't recognize it in vain.

There are not many people participating in the German competition, they are all the guests who came to the dinner tonight.

There was no suspense about the result of the game. Sol used his steel-like arm to kill all the way, challenging everyone.

Odin also rewarded Thor with the book of elves as agreed.

In the end, everyone sang an Asgard war song to Sol as a birthday present and ended today's dinner.

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After returning to his room, Canaan opened the elf book that Sol gave him after the dinner.

He found that the text recorded in this book was very familiar, it was the elf language that Gu Yi taught him on that broken continent.

According to Thor, the elf language used in this book is very ancient, and it is suspected to be the language used by the ancient elves. He also saw many ancient books recording this kind of language when he was fighting in Yalfheim.

However, when Canaan tried to translate the Elvish language, he found that the contents of this book seemed to be all garbled characters, just like Chinese without word order.

"Could it be a fake?" Canaan frowned. The Sasmon tribe probably didn't have the guts to play with Odin.

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