Hogwarts: Magical Elegy

West France is located at a much higher altitude than Dumbledore.

Naturally, his vision is much wider than Dumbledore's.

Just when Xifa opened his dragon eyes and silently watched the magic wave in the pond under his feet getting weaker and weaker.

The vision on the horizon attracted his attention.

Look up and take a closer look.

Xifa's pupils shrank suddenly.

Magic, that is a vast sea of ​​magic!

It is different from the ordinary natural magic power that is silver-white and glowing with seven colors.

They glow with black and purple light, giving people a sense of chaos and disorder.

Where did the magic come from? That direction... was the direction from which he and Grindelwald flew.

Could it be...

Sensing that the magic power emitted by Xifa was unstable, Merlin realized that Xifa was experiencing strong stimulation in his heart.

His consciousness quickly returned to Xifa's spiritual sea. With the help of Xifa's perspective, he also saw the endless sea of ​​evil magic power in the distant horizon.

"I didn't expect it to be so determined! If you play like this, it will lose this hard-won clone!"

These magic powers are exactly the magic powers that Grindelwald shrouds the French seaside border and maintains the forbidden magic realm.

Over the years, Grindelwald has sacrificed various sacrifices to transfer the magic power from the dimension where its body is located.

To seal off the sea level between England and France, a massive amount of magic power is needed, and the consciousness of this clone is sacrificed along with its clone attached to Grindelwald.

All that massive magic power was recalled to this place.

Even though... they were almost completely consumed while traveling rapidly through French territory.

But if only one ten thousandth was left behind, it would still be a massive amount of magic power that could cover the entire sky above Nurmengard.

Without the support of magical power, the isolation belt that blocked both sides of the Taiwan Strait and allowed the British and French forces to almost fight with their last resort would be ineffective.

In other words, as long as they can defeat the wizards of the Shadow Empire, Grindelwald's saints and the fragile soldiers, the coalition forces can cross the ocean on Muggle equipment.

After all, there are only a few people who can apparate directly to the other side of the sea, and they cannot teleport continuously.

Not to mention the hundreds of thousands of people who fled in the next few days.

Western France, which is currently over Nurmengard, will face severe challenges.

"coming!"

Xifa shouted in the spiritual sea, and then without Merlin saying anything, he obediently poured his magic power into the scepter.

But even so, when the black-purple magic ocean enveloped Xifa.

Xifa still decided to fall back to the ground.

Although this magical torrent does not have the feeling of waves crashing head-on, it still has the effect of strong winds above level 10.

It takes a lot of energy for Xifa to stay in the air just by fanning his wings.

Landed on the hill outside the castle.

Although you can't see the top of the high platform, the pond below the castle is still clearly visible.

Grindelwald is still alive and dead in the pond.

Xifa glanced at it twice and stopped paying attention.

At this time, his focus was on Professor Dumbledore above the castle.

Placed in the storm.

The larger the volume, the larger the force-bearing area, and the greater the force it can withstand.

The black and purple storm has just arrived.

Dumbledore's figure began to shake violently.

Along with this, the holy spears hanging in the air swayed.

It only takes one or two breaths.

Thousands of holy spears were like dominoes, starting from a place far away from Dumbledore and quickly dissipating towards the middle.

The bright yellow field opened by Dumbledore collided fiercely with the black and purple magic power.

Dense blue-white currents drilled out of the upside-down hemispherical shield.

You don't need to think about it to know that Professor Dumbledore's magic power is colliding with the torrent of magic power in the simplest and crudest way, one by one.

Apparently, a red-hot iron ball the size of a peanut was thrown into a cup filled with water.

Maybe some water will evaporate at first, but when everything calms down, most of the water will eventually remain in the glass.

Hundreds of holy spears...dozens of holy spears...

Even though Dumbledore narrowed the scope of the field in time, fished Grindelwald out of the pond and enveloped only the two of them.

But because the magic circle used by holy magic has a minimum critical value.

Dumbledore still has to hold up an area the size of a basketball court.

No matter how small it is, the magic pattern circuit will cause fluctuations and interference, and the magic will go wrong or even completely collapse.

Ten sticks...nine sticks...the last stick...

There was a trace of dark red blood on the corner of Dumbledore's mouth. He was gritting his teeth to hold on.

Dumbledore knew that if he could no longer hold on, he would let Grindelwald come into contact with these magical powers.

Then he will lose this last chance to save Grindelwald.

the other side...

"well--"

A long sigh woke up the helpless Xifa.

"Young man, if I were in the same era as you, maybe we would become best friends."

"I still ask you that question - do you trust me wholeheartedly?"

In the spiritual sea, Xifa said to Merlin dissatisfiedly after hearing this.

"If I don't trust you, you can't appear in my spiritual sea!"

"Okay!" Merlin smiled and stroked his white beard, "Young man, can you tell me your name?"

"Ceph Corwin!" Ceph replied without hesitation.

Not to mention that Professor Dumbledore had no indication of Merlin's existence.

In such a situation, it would be a matter of time before Professor Dumbledore couldn't hold on any longer. Even if Merlin was against them, what would happen no matter how bad the situation was?

If he was a bit more sinister, both sides would suffer losses, and he and Dumbledore might even have the possibility of a comeback!

However, Merlin looked at Xifa blankly and shook his head slightly.

"Young man, you are not honest enough. This is not your real name!"

A moment of silence...

Xifa opened his mouth and replied in ancient Chinese language: "Ling Xiao!"

"Okay! Ling Xiao... Ling Xiao..."

Merlin looked excited and recited the name of the ancient country of Western France.

"Ling Xiao! Thank you for your trust. Unfortunately, when the gap in the seal is closed again, you will not be able to use the magic I have in this era."

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"Shh, young man, everything will be fine when you wake up!"

Xifa doesn't know what happened next...

The memory of the past life, especially the name of the past life, is the secret among the secrets deep in one's heart.

I thought that I would never tell anyone about it until my death, but I didn't expect that Merlin looked at me with anticipation for the application.

After hesitating again and again, he finally spoke.

And Merlin, because Xifa revealed his biggest secret, he took control of Xifa's body without any hindrance.

When Xifa's consciousness fell into silence.

Merlin perfectly controlled Xifa's body. He clenched his fists slightly to adapt, and then he crushed the scepter in his hand with all his strength.

A ball of white flames converged from the scattered light from the fragments.

Originally a master druid, he easily transformed into the form of a black dragon.

Open your big mouth and swallow the flames into your mouth...

Grindelwald, he drew a complicated magic circle in Nurmengard, and then used an unknown number of people as sacrifices to open up his own dimension.

Merlin did not have the time or space to draw the magic circle, nor did he have enough sacrifices for him to open up the hidden dimension of heaven.

Therefore, Merlin chose to burn his remnant soul as a sacrifice, and at the same time integrated the purest druid power after burning into the black dragon origin of Western France.

As a giant dragon that was tens of meters long and covered in black dragon skin, with the help of this power, it turned into an ancestral dragon hundreds of meters long with a layer of crystal-black hard scales and even more ferocious claws.

Since there is no platform, use yourself.

Xifa now hands over the source of magic power to Merlin without reservation.

Let Merlin easily display Xifa's dragon form in the most perfect form of the bloodline source - the Black Glory Dragon.

In this way, Merlin reluctantly used his physical body as a link to the heavenly dimension.

...

After a fierce magic collision.

All the black and purple magic has disappeared.

The Black Glory Dragon under Merlin's control slowly lay down on the scorched land.

In Xifa's spiritual sea, Merlin smiled bitterly.

Today's Western Fa cannot control the magic source of the Black Brilliant Dragon in its final form.

When his consciousness completely dissipates, the wild nature of the body will swallow Xifa's consciousness.

Helpless... Last year, Xifa was able to use sealing to seal the black dragon's magic source.

But now the source of the Black Glory Dragon's magic power is obviously unsealable!

"Young man, don't resent me...I also sincerely wish you can find a remedy..."

Obviously, West Fa couldn't hear Merlin's words.

As Merlin's voice gradually fell, his outline gradually dimmed in the sea of ​​​​spirit.

At the same time, on the dragon body outside.

All the magic essence, the essence of blood power, etc. and various order chains.

They all swarmed up to the only dragon horn on the dragon head.

After everything was transferred to it, Merlin used his last consciousness to lift up the withered dragon's claws and easily remove the dragon's horns.

Then, the huge dragon body disappeared in an instant.

A person falls freely from a height of tens of meters.

As they neared the ground, two wands caught them.

"Albus...is this boy the hope you have found?"

A middle-aged man with an attractive face, yellow hair slicked back, and brown-black pupils asked with a smile.

At the same time, he waved his hand and placed the dragon horn he caught next to the man named Albus Dumbledore.

"Gellert, Xifa is not the hope I found, it is the hope we found together!"

Dumbledore held Xifa on his chest, examining and answering.

"Albus, the two of us are using this child in this way. Is he mentally aware?"

Seeing Dumbledore exhale slightly after checking, Grindelwald asked again.

"Gellert, you know. Everything Xifa did was almost the least costly choice in the prophecy. I don't want him to be involved in these things, but his friends..."

"Albus, I understand your blood oath link cannot be represented and symbolized by a single pendant. As long as our original purpose does not change, even if we do things involuntarily, it will not punish us for betrayal.

our promise."

"If I guessed correctly, you deliberately arranged for those two little girls to go there, right? How could you not find anything unusual about them?"

"Gellert...it's all for the greater good." "...it's all for the greater good."

After the two middle-aged men looked at each other lovingly, they shouted this sentence in unison.

"I will not leave Nurmengard for at least the next year. This should be the longest time I delay its recovery."

"Albus, you can completely trust this boy, but I hope you will be wary of Mr. Flamel. I don't understand his purpose."

"It's okay, Gellert, Nico will always be on our side."

Gellert Grindelwald was startled, then smiled and shook his head slightly. After all, the two of them still had some differences on some things.

"Albus, you're done."

The two of them looked at the east side by side until the sun was about to jump above the horizon. Grindelwald reluctantly whispered to Dumbledore.

"Goodbye, Gellert—all forgotten!"

...

Dumbledore didn't want to use the Oblivion Curse on Grindelwald, but he didn't use the Oblivion Curse when Stonehenge failed.

When it connects to Grindelwald, it will understand everything that happened and expose West Fa.

Otherwise, if the clone is lost, its information will still remain at the last handover.

Western France is safe.

That's why Dumbledore cast the Oblivion Curse on Grindelwald with tears in his eyes.