The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

A few hours later, an old man with a white beard appeared in the already empty guest room.

"It seems like it's a step too late."

He tapped lightly with the wand, and two pale golden shadows appeared, which were Erwin and Melanie.

What happened a few hours ago was replayed.

Dumbledore pondered.

Back in time a few hours ago, Melanie took Erwin back to the jungle next to the town of Norwin.

"Remind you, don't stay too far away from me."

Erwin reluctantly agreed.

Melanie did some tricks on him. As long as he was too far away from the female vampire, his blood circulation would accelerate, his body temperature would rise rapidly, his heart would beat violently, and he would even show signs of direct failure.

This must be some kind of curse.

While walking, I suddenly entered the thick fog without warning. It is obviously very unreasonable to have heavy fog in such a place. The destination should be almost there.

Melanie was not affected by the thick fog at all and her speed remained unchanged, while Erwin looked around as much as possible, even though the thick fog only allowed him to see things within five meters.

He noticed that he hadn't seen trees for a while.

Melanie suddenly stopped, "That's it?"

Is this? Erwin is a little confused. Is this place different from other places?

The heels of the goatskin high-heeled boots lightly stepped on the ground, and a faint blood-red light sank into the ground. After a breath, the land around Melanie began to tumble.

A shock wave formed close to the ground and spread outward, turning over all the soil, gravel and sparse vegetation wherever it went, revealing the metal texture hidden underneath.

At this time, the surrounding fog also dissipated.

Erwin was surprised to find that they were actually standing on a huge piece of seamless metal. When he looked over, he didn't even see the edge. Everything he saw was the sheen of metal.

There were a large number of words and patterns carved on the ground. Erwin immediately recognized them as magic words. This was the most complex arrangement of magic words he had ever seen. He looked like he had just learned the four arithmetic operations.

Students are trying to understand advanced mathematics.

What's even more terrifying is that such complex magic text arrays are spread all over the ground.

"This is a ruins, the ruins of the Dragon Clan." Melanie said lightly.

"Dragon? Don't be ridiculous." Erwin certainly didn't believe it. "The intelligence of any kind of fire dragon cannot exceed the level of a beast."

His experience at the fire dragon breeding base gave him a thorough understanding of this creature.

"Of course not the current fire dragon," Melanie glanced at him with some contempt, "Haven't you ever heard of the primitive dragon?"

"No." Erwin said honestly.

If you know it, you know it; if you don't know it, you don't know it.

"It is said that such powerful creatures existed in very ancient times. They had powerful bodies, superb wisdom and unparalleled magical abilities. They were once the masters of this world."

"Then where are you now?" Erwin looked like he was listening to the story.

"I don't know." Melanie said simply, "Maybe it became extinct, maybe it degenerated into the current fire dragon."

It seems reasonable. The fire dragon's IQ and magic power level are extremely mismatched. Maybe they really have very powerful ancestors.

"So this is the remains of the original dragon? Only the floor is left, which seems to be of little value."

"It is these magic words that are the most valuable. They form a 'door'."

"Door? You mean the teleportation circle?"

"That's understandable."

"So what's behind the door?"

"I don't know, maybe there is some shocking treasure, or maybe it's worthless."

Erwin was silent for a while, "Then what did you bring me to do? To be honest, I can understand these magic letters and it's already pretty good."

Such a ruin is actually less than 20 kilometers away from Noven Town, but this only shows that the scope of human activities is so wide that towns can be established in such a remote place.

"My clan discovered this ruins 1,200 years ago, and tried many methods, and also invited many people who were proficient in magic writing. Finally, we came to the conclusion that the only function of this 'door' is for identity verification."

"Your tribe? Are vampires very powerful in Romania?" Erwin's focus was strange.

"Half of the Ministry of Magic staff in this country are vampires."

"Okay," Erwin said, "Identity verification? Verification for what?"

"Verify whether it is the original dragon."

"What does that have to do with me?" Erwin didn't know, "I'm just a Norwegian Spinosaurus with an ordinary head now."

"The original dragon can also be understood as an intelligent and powerful fire dragon in essence, which is somewhat similar to your current state."

"This statement is too strong." Erwin corrected him seriously.

"There's no harm in giving it a try." Melanie smiled brightly.

"There have always been wizards in history who turned themselves into dragons. Didn't you invite one over to test it before?"

"At least as far as I know, you are the only one who has done such a stupid thing in the past hundreds of years."

Erwin was speechless, "You just said you discovered this place one thousand two hundred years ago? How long has this ruin existed?"

"It can be said that it is far older than we know. It probably did not exist in the open air originally. It is only the changes in the sea that have transformed it into what it is now."

Then this history is measured in units of at least ten thousand years.

Erwin has one last question, "Since so much time has passed, can these magic texts still work?"

You must know that even if a certain letter is slightly damaged, the entire magic text code will be completely invalid.

Melanie didn't say anything. The shadow that restrained Erwin before reappeared. This time, it was a few meters long sharp thorns glowing with blood-red light, which directly bombarded the target with great power.

on the ground.

Erwin couldn't help but swallow, this was much more powerful than the bullets he fired using kinetic energy.

This woman may be stronger than the professors at Hogwarts.

What's even more astonishing is that under this level of physical damage, the metal floor was not damaged at all.

This means that it really can withstand the wear and tear of time.

Erwin suddenly believed in the original dragon's statement.

"You want me to do this 'identity verification'?"

"Yes."

"Is there any danger?"

"Probably not."

"Then you will let me go after this is over?"

"Of course, I will personally take you to Baia Mare and let you go home."

Erwin sighed, "I will ask Principal Dumbledore to write you a letter of thanks as soon as I get back."

"I know the name of the most powerful wizard in Britain. You don't need to mention his name all the time."

"Then let's get started." Erwin said simply.

Melanie seemed to have a certain understanding of this place. She directly pointed out several giant runes on the ground to Erwin, "You just need to activate them in order."

Erwin tilted his head. These giant runes were composed of a large number of magic script codes, but after switching to a macro perspective, the feeling was really different. He could now roughly understand the function of these runes.

He began to try to input magic power into those runes, breathe fire on them, use magic spells, and even took out a bottle of fountain of power from his pocket and poured it on them. All methods were tried, but without any effect.

"I just said no." Erwin said with a relaxed attitude.

But Melanie looked thoughtful, and she suddenly snapped her fingers, and Erwin couldn't move for an instant.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" He was a little panicked.

This feeling of being unable to control himself was so bad that Erwin decided to never leave the school again after returning to Hogwarts. After graduation, he would also apply to stay in the school until he reached the level of Principal Dumbledore.

The strength comes out again to make a breakthrough.

Melanie pointed a finger, and a wound appeared on Erwin's arm. His blood flowed out under the control of the other party and gathered into a small ball.

Manipulating blood is obviously a vampire's innate ability.

The ball of Erwin's blood collided with a giant rune, scattered immediately, and then seeped into it.

This rune lights up with a very weak light, so weak that it can be ignored if you blink your eyes.

But it is indeed bright.

Erwin was shocked, how could this be possible?

He noticed that Melanie's eyes were also starting to shine, and he had to shout hurriedly: "No! How much blood do I have? Even if you drain me dry, it won't be enough!"

Melanie was obviously sensible, and the light in her eyes dimmed.

She hesitated for a while, then stretched out her soft white palms. The bright red liquid continued to seep from her fingertips and palms, and it also condensed into a ball, but it continued to expand, and finally reached a radius of about one meter.

Erwin's eyes almost popped out of his head. Is this woman a water tank? How can she have so much blood?

"A drop of your blood." Melanie said coldly.

Erwin found that he could act again. He hesitated for a while and then obeyed.

As a dragon, his blood is a red color close to that of magma. The difference from Melanie's is still obvious, but after adding a drop, the blood cell turned red as a whole.

This is... blood replication? What a magical magic.

Such a big blood ball was smashed down, and with a bang, the giant runes lit up with a dazzling light.

So turned on? Erwin couldn't help but shook his head.

Melanie became a little excited, and it seemed that she was about to solve the thousand-year-old unsolved mystery.

There were seven giant runes in total, and she actually condensed seven giant blood balls one after another, but her face was so pale that it was scary.

It must have consumed a lot of energy.

When the last giant rune was about to be lit, Erwin wanted to remind her to wait, but Melanie's movements were too fast.

The light from the seven runes spread to Erwin. He disappeared instantly.

After all, it is his blood, and the 'door' will only let him pass.

Melanie didn't look annoyed at all, "When are you going to see me again?" she said suddenly.

Not far away, the shadow condensed and then transformed into a physical entity. A man appeared, it was Kutrus who had previously traded with Melanie.

"I told you, you shouldn't interfere with my actions." Kutrus said coldly.

"You didn't tell the truth about your plans for this place."

"Oh, since the 'door' has been opened, then we are on opposite sides." A look of greed flashed through Kutrus's eyes. This greed was not only for this ruins, but also for the people in front of him.

"After consuming so much original blood, I am really curious about how much strength the noble Miss Dracula has left..."

"You will know soon." Melanie's eyes flashed with a coldness.

Erwin was in a daze and found that he had been transported to a strange place.

There was still a huge piece of metal ground under his feet, and even the lit runes were still there, which made him feel as if he had never moved at all, but had just entered a folding space.

Looking up, what I saw was something like a starry sky, which must be an illusion.

What was in front of him was a mountain, no, it was a mountain-like silver-white dragon. It was lying there with its eyes closed. Even with its body curled up, its length was more than four hundred meters.

In comparison, the big cousin at the Fire Dragon Breeding Base is like a local dog.

The clear heartbeat echoed in this space, proving that the dragon was alive, but just sleeping.

Erwin was almost suffocated. He didn't know whether it was because of the suppression of his bloodline, or because of the magic power within the dragon's body, which was like a mountain and sea. In short, he felt extremely huge pressure.

The primitive dragon, there is actually a primitive dragon.

A sentence suddenly appeared in Erwin's mind, "Leave the sleeping dragon alone."

This is the motto of Hogwarts.