I hum a little, wondering which place to visit for my magic testing. I am done testing my Wizarding Magic, and now I want to test my Colored Magic. I have a lot of mana inside of me, and I want to test them.
However, testing them will cause a lot of destruction because most of the color mana is either destructive or causes a very noticeable change. I need something that is subtle, and I have a few ideas in mind.
With a deep breath, I use Blue Mana to change my appearance. I first changed my face into that of an Asian man in his eighties. A second later, I changed into a woman, and then I changed into a child. Now I know Blue Mana can create a Solid Illusion, I want to test more.
I take a deep breath and pull on the Green Mana. A second later, my body morphs into a massive Lion. I can feel my senses heighten and even smell the disgusting potion ingredient from my neighbor.
I immediately change back into my human form and smile at the result.
With this, my next plan will work. I take a deep breath and change my body using the combination of Green, Blue, and White mana. Why? Well, I am taking the shape of an angel and releasing a holy aura.
I want to go to hospitals around the country to test the other mana. What? Green and White are the greatest mana to use for healing, after all.
With a deep breath, I close my eyes and connect myself to this world. There are no Gods in this world, and all the prayers the people give will result in nothing. However, I can use these prayers to search for people who need help the most and someone to whom I can test my spells.
After a few seconds, I hear a prayer of a child lying on a hospital bed. I know what kind of sickness he has. This child has Cancer, and he is struggling to live. I dig deeper and hear his voice.
"Please… I don't want to die… I don't want Mommy and Daddy to cry anymore. They already cry too much… I want to play outside… I want to play with Mommy and Daddy…"
With a deep breath, I use my power to teleport to his location. Reality bends, and I appear next to a bed a second later. I look to the side and see a child—frail, pale, no older than seven—lying curled beneath too-large bedsheets. Tubes coiled from his arms. His body had withered far too early from the cancer that bloomed in his tiny frame like a cruel, uninvited guest.
"I'll be good. I promise. I just… wanna stay."
I dispel my illusion and appear next to him. I make sure to flare my White Mana aura to calm him. I watch him turn toward me and say.
"Mr. Angel… Are you here to take me?"
I sit next to his bed and say.
"No, my child. I am here to take the pain away. I hear your prayers and want to take the pain away."
"Really? Can you do that?"
"Of course. I am an angel, after all."
"Can I play with Mommy and Daddy?"
"Yes."
"Can I go to school?"
"Yes."
"Can I eat pudding?"
"If you want it."
With a smile, I put my hand on his head and used my power to heal him. I pump mana into him. I rewrite his body and make him into a healthy boy. Not only that, I also make sure he receives a small benefit from this healing.
After a few seconds, he is now a healthy boy with an enchanted intelligence and body. It will not turn him into a superhuman but rather make his body reach its peak if he hones it enough.
"There we go. How are you feeling, my child?"
"Great! The pain goes away!"
"That is good."
I give him a small smile and stand up. However, before I leave his room, he grabs my hand and says,
"Can I get a hug, Mr. Angel?"
"Ah! How can I forget about it? Come here."
I give him a hug, and he returns it with a tight one. I can feel his happiness radiating from his tiny body. After a few seconds, I release him and turn around. I smile a little at the doctor and nurse at the door looking at me in shock. I wave at them and walk to the other rooms.
Might as well perform some good deeds while I am here.
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|3rd POV|
Something chaotic is happening at the Children's Cancer Hospital in London. The reason? The rumor is that an angel appears in the hospital, healing the people there. However, that is not just a mere rumor.
A reporter with her partner talks in the corridor where the angel was last seen.
"As you can see, an angelic figure is walking through the hospital corridor as he heals all the cancer patients in this hospital. Here he is right now!"
The camera shows a beautiful man coming out of one of the rooms—a snow-white pair of wings behind his back. He smiles at them, but when they are about to get close to him, their bodies stop in their tracks and leave the man alone.
The one that was already close to him teleported away, and now they are standing among the others. It is something they cannot explain, and they can only watch from a distance. The only people who can get near him are the parents of the patients who check on their children after he is done with them or beg him to have healthier children as well.
Albert ensures his work is not interrupted by the mundane or the magical. How? Well, he creates a barrier around the pace to ensure no Wizard or Witches notice. He knows the news will reach any muggle-born who watches TV, but he will think about it later.
For now, he makes sure he can work in peace. There are a lot of children in this hospital that need his healing.
Without him knowing, he spread a legend about himself, and from that legend born faith. From faith, divinity will be born.
But it is a story for another day.