Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

He Shenyan was not at Hogwarts on Christmas Day. He knew that the teachers and students who remained at the school would have a Christmas dinner together. It might not be many, but it was definitely big enough. But he has more urgent things to do right now.

He was in the Nordic plains now, and Dumbledore got him a Hungarian wasp. This dragon is covered with black scales, yellow eyes, and bronze horns. The tail is full of spikes. This monster, which is known for being extremely ferocious, is lying on the ground honestly at the moment, not even daring to let out the air. Its yellow eyes didn't even dare to look at He Shenyan, just stared at the hem of his black robe.

"Sir, I have to say, I have never seen this dragon like this." The man in the suit stretched out his hand, and He Shenyan shook his hand. The man said enthusiastically.

"Really? Are you not an expert in this business? Dumbledore said that you sold more than fifty dragons in twenty years." He Shenyan turned to look at the wasp and said casually.

"Haha, that's just a sign. I do sell a lot of dragons, but I'm not a connoisseur." The man laughed and Apparated away.

Watching him leave, He Shenyan put five detection spells on the place and another powerful anti-magic. Then a dispersal of humans was also arranged. After doing all this, he even used the mirror space sparingly. The dragon has been confused by this repeated magical breath. Dragons are naturally very sensitive to the breath of magic, and their tendons, hearts, and even scales are good materials for making various magic items. He Shenyan saw from the history of magic that there are only six types of dragons left, all of which are endangered creatures - but the charm of money is endless.

What's more, sometimes you don't need to spend money.

Dumbledore just said something lightly, and the man ran up to the door on his own initiative, saying that he could provide a Hungarian Horntail. He didn't ask for anything in return, he just wanted to get acquainted. Most of these people are opportunistic and masters at the rudder.

He Shenyan looked at the dragon in front of him and made a rare difficulty. He wanted to study the dragon, but he didn't want it to die just like that. He quickly figured out a way.

Black magic power surged between his fingers, and a mysterious magic circle appeared in the air. He Shenyan used his magic power to form a big hand and grabbed the dragon. The circle became larger, and then he carried the dragon and made it pass through the circle. The wasp stared blankly at its claws, which were now more than twice as big. It was originally only seven meters long, but now it is eighteen meters long.

He Shenyan disappeared in place, and appeared on the top of the wasp's head in the blink of an eye. He stomped his feet lightly, and the wasp's mountain-like body collapsed to the ground, and it fell into a deep sleep. He Shenyan walked down, he squatted down, gave the dragon a shielding pain, and moved his gaze to the bronze horns above its head, thoughtfully.

"Research Journal: World of Hogwarts, Taxonomy, Subspecies Dragon, Hungarian Horntail."

As his voice fell, a ball of light emerged out of thin air, and said in an inorganic voice, "Start recording."

"Well... let's see. After doubling, the physique has been comprehensively enhanced, and the possibility of returning to the ancestors is not ruled out."

He summoned a wind blade and slashed at the wasp's scales, easily scratching a bone-deep scar on its back. He Shenyan frowned: "The anti-magic is very low, and it is not clear whether other Yalong species are like this. Note, remember to increase the anti-magic."

He Shenyan squeezed it again, and a flame ignited in the air. He threw it on its abdomen, and the burning lasted for several minutes. Under the high temperature, the scales of the wasp's abdomen did not even change color. Then he roasted his whole body again, and the scales didn't even change the temperature. He Shenyan laughed, he nodded: "The kang is extremely high."

He took a little blood from the wasp's back wound, about two bottles. Then another method was performed, and a chant sounded in the air, as if millions of voices were singing together.

They were male and female, old and young, chanting His holy name, and then said in unison: "Healing..."

In a golden light, the healing spell from heaven restored the wound on the wasp's back to its original size, and it even grew a little more, reaching 21 meters.

"Record: Hornets do not resist spells from heaven, and can even enjoy buffs. It can be ruled out that it is a Hell Wurm."

"Now, let me take a look at your horns," he said, and a blue light lit up in his hands. A huge two-handed sword appeared in his hand. Wearing a robe, He Shenyan slashed the Hornets' horns with a huge sword that was bigger than others.

"Well. There is no blood coming out of the break, and the horns are not critical to the wasp." He moved his fingers, and one horn flew up. He did what he had done at Ollivander's wand shop again, only this time with a lot of special ingredients. He Shenyan leaned on his cane, and the other horn also flew up. Hidden in the air.

He planned to take this back to the old man Ollivander to practice his hand. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com taught him both hands, so he had to give him some materials, otherwise he would be considered a smashing of my brand. He Shenyan thought to himself that he always had a different kind of persistence in these strange places.

"Let's try magic."

He raised his cane, which was completely black and had a spiral pattern on its body, which looked simple and unpretentious. But in the next second, the tail end was lit, and a beam of flame that penetrated the sky and the ground was sprayed out, and a mountain not far away was directly evaporated, leaving no slag.

If it wasn't in the mirror space, this would probably make all the wizards here go crazy.

"The ability to guide magic is excellent...I'm starting to wonder, is this the case with dragons in every world? It's a miracle that they haven't been bred in groups. Of course, it's also possible that these guys don't know the importance of sustainable development. Sex, leeks have to be cut in waves."

"Overall evaluation: It is an excellent miscellaneous soldier. After the multiplication, it should be able to fight two Steve Rogers. The horns and scales have very good magic guidance, and the fire resistance is very good, but the magic resistance is average."

The ball of light disappeared. He waved his hand, and the dragon suddenly opened his eyes and screamed mournfully. But its voice is gradually becoming shrill, and so is its body. From a 21-meter behemoth, it gradually became the size of a palm. He Shenyan stepped forward and grabbed the emotional little thing, playing with it. The smaller wasp gnawed at him with claws and teeth, but couldn't even break the skin. It also tried flames, but could only breathe out a puff of black smoke. It didn't take long for it to lie down on its own, giving up the struggle and lying on He Shenyan's palm like a lizard pretending to be dead.

He Shenyan looked at the Nordic sky, and he said to himself, "I don't even have a Chinese dragon... sigh... I still want to ride a dragon..."