15 Chapter 15: Sage of Avalon(1)

I was greeted by the view of a calm lake with an isle on the middle. It was not mythical as I imagined in fact I noticed the lake was an ordinary tourist spot far from the mythical gateway of fays. Fortunately it was night meaning there was no one here to watch if I caused some sort of phenomena .

I had the house elf bring me to the isle. I looked at the stars and realized how little time I had. I quickly started to draw symbols on the ground placed the candles, herbs and incenses in the correct position. This ritual was much more complicated than the blessing ritual I had done. Astral blessing no matter how ancient and complicated, was a ritual for a one time permanent boost of magic for children but this was a monumental ritual, one that could give someone inner eye and not at the level of that idiot, theoretically it could give a talent at least on par with her ancestor.

After the preparation was done I looked at the result of my work with satisfaction when a thought entered my mind

" since I created the ritual I have the right to name it right?!"

"so let's see. It is a little embarrassing but how about I name it the ritual of a sage and since this is the lake of Avalon how about the name Sage of Avalon"

"Nomen hoc rituale Sapiens de Avalon" I said while closing my eyes and concentrating on the process

Naming a ritual is an ancient tradition. The reason for this tradition is related to ancient times where rituals were accepted by the magical folks. This tradition was like magical copyright. if you came some one stole your ritual you could prove it yours by another ritual or you could curse the one who stole it through this. In fact it was not limited to rituals but spells too. Since there was no school and legacy of wizards were passed to next generation by apprenticeship you could understand how important personal spells were. There were massacres that happened because of this.

I had Zoory , the family house elf, bring me a knife. I held the silver grail ,one of the decorations of our house, within my hand filled with clean water to be precise distilled water. I chanted verses after verses of syllables. At some point my eyes had regained their purple color and I used their ability to control my magic better. Then used the knife to add a few drops of blood.

"I sanctify this land by blood and magic "I said as sprinkled the grail content on the drawings.

"sanctificatio" as the markings changed color to azure blue.