Hogwarts: Magical Elegy

After all, she is not a pure-blooded Veela, and it will be difficult to control her bloodline power if it goes completely berserk.

Seeing that Grindelwald's blow was over, Steve struggled to suppress the resurgent Veela blood in his body.

He has to maintain a balance between rage and calm.

In this way, he can use the power of his bloodline to hinder or prevent Grindelwald from mobilizing natural magic, and make his magic more powerful.

Grindelwald had a trace of murderous intention towards Steve after seeing Steve's changing appearance.

The sudden interest suppressed the murderous intention, and he actually sat carelessly on a gap in the wall in front of Steve.

The giant snake above him was turned into rubble scattered on the ground with a wave of his hand.

He was very curious about how far this kind of natural mixed-blood wizard could control the power of blood.

But he never thought that Steve didn't know what Grindelwald wanted to do, so he suppressed the restlessness in his body, stared at Grindelwald with his big eyes with clear pupils and whites.

"Hey! You're not Albus, I won't have any thoughts about you!"

"But just calm down and adjust yourself. I won't bother to sneak attack you."

"I have fought against Animagus bloodline wizards. I hope your use of the power of bloodline will not be much worse than theirs."

Hearing this, Steve couldn't help but change his mind. Indeed, Grindelwald, known as the strongest Dark Lord, did not get to the throne by sneak attacks again and again, but by force of duel.

Since you don't feel like you're dragging yourself down, why should I remind you?

Thinking of this, Steve calmed down and controlled the power that was constantly flowing out of his blood.

Opposite him, Grindelwald stared at him with strange-colored pupils, watching any changes in Steve without blinking.

His army of transformed humans cannot learn magic.

In other words, the moment their transformation is successful, their magic level is fixed there.

Moreover, they are basically powerful, rough-skinned and thick-skinned...like electric shocks, flames and the like. The damage is not as bad as a blazing flame from a school student.

At this level, how can I use them to rule the world?

Fortunately, there was a ready-made mixed-blood wizard in front of him, and the Delacour family seemed to be Muggles themselves.

Maybe I can find an opportunity in Steve to transform people and make progress.

At first, Steve only glowed with a silvery white light.

As the light gets brighter and brighter, silver ribbons are condensed from the light.

Just when Grindelwald was wondering if Steve would turn into a cocoon or an egg.

The ribbon slowly shattered, and pieces of fragments came to Steve's head and covered it close to his face.

Then under Grindelwald's surprised gaze, those fragments formed a silver-white translucent bird's head with a sharp beak.

Isn't she a Veela? How did she become a birdman?

Grindelwald, who didn't know much about magical animals, was a little puzzled, but based on his confidence in his own strength, he still chose to watch.

At this moment, Steve had a look of pain on his face. When you came behind him, you would find two bulges on his back.

After some struggle, the bulge was finally suppressed, and at the same time, the light on Steve's face gradually dissipated.

call--

Steve slowly opened his eyes.

To be honest, this is the first time he has controlled the power of blood so perfectly.

I saw that Steve still looked as delicate and pleasant as before, but except for his face and hands, the rest of his body was covered with a layer of silver-white feathers. Now add a pair of wings, would you say he is a birdman?

Too much.

There is motivation only when there is pressure. Steve clenched his fists and sighed secretly in his heart.

If he normally activates his bloodline power, he will have an ugly vulture-like head and deformed and incomplete wings.

The most important thing is that the violent factor in his bloodline continues to erode his sanity, making it difficult for him to control magic in a precise manner.

Now, these side effects are negligible.

"Is that all? I'm a little disappointed... Come on, please me!"

Grindelwald saw Steve looking at him with eager eyes, and he felt a little bored after collecting the data.

It seems that transforming people is not as cost-effective as sewing monsters!

"I've kept you waiting for so long, I won't let you down!"

Steve said confidently, but at the same time he crushed the communication order in his hand.

Grindelwald may have noticed his little move, but he didn't care. Unless a wizard of the level of Albus or Old Flamel appeared, there would be no threat to him at all!

Besides, a wizard of that level should feel hopeless and powerless at the beach, right?

Even if it were me, with that kind of power, sheltering a transport ship the size of an aircraft carrier would be the limit.

That was the evacuation of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and countless civilians!

If they come to stop him, a whole boatload of people will die!

Steve's communication order was naturally not a request for help. He was telling his men that he would die together to stop Grindelwald for them.

You've delayed the retreat long enough, it's time to leave! That's what Steve meant.

However, just when Steve used the power of his blood to command the natural magic to suppress Grindelwald.

Grindelwald's expression suddenly changed.

He felt that his home base of Nurmengard was being infected!

Normally, I wouldn't care much about it. It's just a base camp. So what if it was destroyed and moved to a new place.

But now, a super complex magic circle has been deployed there in order to guide a mysterious power and use it to cross the sea between Britain and France.

It was precisely because of this power that the British and French forces fought a last-ditch battle near Dunkirk.

The wizard in the second realm can use magic to protect an inch of land, that is, he can ride a broomstick and lead some people away with the traceless expansion spell.

Only in the third realm can this force be unleashed on a large scale, allowing ships and planes to operate normally and leading people to evacuate.

Otherwise, under the intervention of this force, all electronic equipment appearing in the waters between Britain and France will completely malfunction, and mechanical equipment will also randomly change their material properties, such as original steel rivets turning into plastic or wood.

This was a rare opportunity to annihilate most of the forces that resisted him. How could Grindelwald watch others disrupt his plan?

Therefore, Steve unfortunately hit the muzzle of the gun.

Originally, Grindelwald wanted to take a closer look at how Steve's bloodline commanded natural magic.

But now, he has no intention of playing with Steve.

An extremely overbearing will reigned in the air, and the natural magic that originally responded to and cooperated with Steve was forcibly tamed by this will.

Steve's little confidence suddenly fell to the bottom. Even when he saw Grindelwald unleashing magic with all his strength, any child could pull his wand out of his hand.

"Merlin! Is this really magic that a wizard can cast?"

"Master Flamel was able to stop Grindelwald back then. Where is he now?"

"The Dark Lord..."

The fire dragon-shaped behemoth composed of blue flames that covers the sky is lifelike. It is a pity that it was summoned by Grindelwald's magic. Otherwise, everyone would definitely talk about the image created by his magic and praise the superb skills of the caster.

Absolutely!