The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

Erwin didn't know if this sentence was summed up by the four founders based on their personal experiences. Maybe they had also discovered such a sleeping primitive dragon?

Each scale of the behemoth in front of him was more than two meters long, and the magic it possessed far exceeded Erwin's knowledge. He even felt that all the human wizards in the world combined might not be able to match it.

rival.

If such a powerful creature appeared in this world, it would probably be a huge disaster.

But this worry does not seem to come true. Such vast magic power is as calm as stagnant water, without any fluctuations.

If it weren't for the clear heartbeat, Erwin would have suspected it was a corpse.

The giant dragon seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep like suspended animation, and slept for an extremely long time.

Bearing the pressure, Erwin walked carefully for a while, always keeping a certain distance from the dragon.

Except for such a mountain-like giant dragon, there is nothing here, no treasures or treasures.

This shows that the prehistoric dragon probably did not have a hobby of collecting glittering gold.

Erwin looked at his feet. The seven activated giant runes were still there, and he felt that he could drive the power within them.

After all, it was lit with his blood.

So he gave it a try.

That power once again enveloped his whole body. It should be a magical effect similar to the principle of apparation. The next moment Erwin realized that he had not returned to the main plane.

There is actually a subspace, and the subspace where the dragon sleeps is folded on this metal ground.

There were no treasures in this space, and Erwin noticed that the stone walls around and above his head had an astonishing density of carvings.

Magic texts, all are magic texts.

It seems that magic texts have a lot to do with prehistoric dragons.

A very complicated arrangement, at least three levels, and Erwin could only try to understand what kind of program this constituted.

The unknown means danger, and obviously the safest move is to do nothing.

So Erwin activated the teleportation rune again.

This time he finally returned to the real plane, and then he saw Melanie suspended in mid-air, with her beautiful figure clearly visible. She seemed to be wearing a black and red giant plug-in mecha, and she was holding a black and red weapon.

The giant war blade.

This seems to be the complete form of this woman, and I have to say she is still very heroic.

Opposite her was a giant that seemed to be made entirely of coagulated blood.

The battle had just begun but seemed to be coming to an end. The blood giant was already on the verge of collapse. Melanie smiled contemptuously, raised her hand slightly, and used the huge blade as fast as lightning to kill the blood giant neatly.

Cut in half.

The giant collapsed completely and turned into liquid and dispersed, and a man's figure was revealed in it, "You really hide it well enough, Melanie." He was furious.

What responded to him was a thick black-red thorn that penetrated directly through his body.

The vitality was flowing out of his body, but he still maintained his clear will. "I admit defeat this time, but Melanie, you'd better think clearly about the price of going against the Mbo clan." After his body fell apart into debris,

He left these words before.

This obviously means that he did not really die.

Erwin was watching very intently. There were few books in the Hogwarts library that described battles between high-level vampires. He now had some understanding of Melanie's strength. This woman seemed

The main thing is to manipulate a black-red substance that can change its physical properties at will, and construct it into various weapons for combat.

Having said that, you vampires are too focused on form when fighting, as if you must have a mighty and domineering external appearance. Whether it is external weapons or blood giants, they are actually very inefficient ways of fighting.

Melanie disarmed and her face turned a little pale. It was obvious that the battle just now was not very easy and pleasant.

"Who is that?" Erwin asked curiously.

"It's just bed bugs." Melanie said coldly: "What did you find inside?"

"A sleeping dragon."

"Just a dragon?" Melanie raised a slender eyebrow.

"A primitive dragon like you said."

After a few seconds of silence, "Take me in," Melanie said.

The fact that Erwin can come back so quickly shows that there is no danger in this ruins.

"How do I get you in?"

Melanie reached out and grabbed Erwin's forelimbs, "That should be fine."

When there is physical contact, they will be transported as a whole by some teleportation magic.

With a flash of light, they entered the subspace where the original dragon was.

In front of the mountain-like silver-white dragon, Melanie almost forgot to breathe.

"Do you want to do something?" Erwin reminded "kindly": "As a vampire, don't you want to get some of its blood?"

"No." Melanie shook her head decisively. She glanced at Erwin sideways, "You are planning to leave me here and teleport away alone, right?"

"How is that possible?" Erwin said without changing his expression.

"I would have to be crazy to pursue this dragon's idea." Melanie said without hesitation, "This level of power... is not something I can covet."

This woman has some knowledge, and Erwin is a little surprised.

According to the agreement, now that the secret of this ruins has been discovered, Melanie should stop pestering him, but Erwin felt that he still had to be cautious.

After all, Melanie had the motive to kill him.

After taking Melanie for teleportation again and arriving at the second subspace, Erwin suddenly had a bad feeling.

The densely packed magic texts on those walls lit up one after another, completing charging in just a few seconds.

Erwin quickly memorized the order in which the magic text lit up.

The runes representing teleportation on the metal ground immediately went out, indicating that they had no way out.

After a breath, endless bright light filled the entire space.

Melanie instantly put up a translucent blood-red shield, and to Erwin's surprise, she actually protected him too.

But this did not make him feel much grateful. "This is obviously because of your arrival," he said: "The offensive program will be activated only when abnormal creatures are detected. I have never had any problems entering here before."

"If you have a way, you'd better say it now." Melanie responded to him coldly: "When I can't support it anymore, I will reduce the protective area. You will be the first to die."

These bright lights contain extremely high energy, and the edges of the blood-colored shield crackled, and it would indeed not last long.

Erwin could only see a blur of white light now, and his vision was basically useless, so he closed his eyes and recalled the magic words he had just memorized and their locations.

Fortunately, he has a good sense of direction.

"There," Erwin pointed in a direction, "use your strongest attack to hit it."

Melanie didn't hesitate at all. A pitch-black stabbing sword suddenly appeared in her hand, then turned into black lightning and stabbed in the direction pointed by Erwin.

She did not remove the bloody shield that protected Erwin.

With a loud noise and Melanie's painful groan, the bright light disappeared, and the bloody shield couldn't hold on and completely shattered.

Melanie was half-kneeling on the ground. Her clothes were in tatters, and her fair skin was covered in charred black. However, this kind of trauma healed quickly. Being able to control blood would naturally have a strong ability to heal itself.

But Melanie's complexion was very bad. The damage of these bright lights was much higher than she expected. It actually had the effect of forcibly purifying the blood. Although it only took less than a second of direct exposure, her ability was weakened.

Huge trauma.

This is completely unacceptable to a vampire, and means that her overall strength will regress by at least a century.

After being accurately destroyed, the magic text codes representing the attack programs dimmed, and then another batch of magic text lit up again, and Melanie's body couldn't help but tense up.

She couldn't stand being exposed to it again.

But this time, several soft beams of light appeared, focusing on Erwin, who was still in the center of the field.

Erwin was surprised, but he found that these beams were not harmful. He felt that his body, the solidified Norwegian Spinyback Drake, was softening. This feeling was very familiar, just like when he drank the Activating Transformation Potion.

Is this going to transform?

Melanie stood up weakly. She actually didn't hate this smart little guy, and she couldn't bear to see him continue to be tortured by the magic array.

Maybe there's something else she can do.

"This vampire lady, I suggest you take a good rest."

Melanie's expression froze, and she turned back to look at the white-haired old man who appeared here at some unknown time.

The other person's eyes were very kind, but Melanie felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

The old man is undoubtedly very powerful, but the problem is that she cannot feel this power. In her perception, he is just an ordinary old man.

The unknown is the real fear. The pressure the other party puts on Melanie is no worse than that of the primitive dragon, not to mention that her vitality is severely damaged now...

"Don't be too nervous. You didn't hurt Erwin, so I won't embarrass you." As if he saw the girl's fear, the old man said kindly.

Melanie immediately understood that this was the Dumbledore Erwin had been mentioning.

Britain's most powerful wizard.

Although the other party's attitude was approachable, Melanie became even more uneasy because although she did not hurt Erwin, her attitude towards him was not very friendly.

Dumbledore's attention had shifted to Erwin, who was undergoing some kind of transformation effect. After thinking for a moment, he pointed at the wall with his wand. A new batch of runes were activated, and more beams of light shone on Erwin.

On Irvine.

His body is shrinking, from the original length of nearly two meters to a compact size of half a meter. All the characteristics of the Norwegian Spinosaurus have disappeared, the black scales have receded, bright silver new scales have appeared, and the wing membranes on the forelimbs have fallen off.

, and a new pair of wings quickly grew out of its back.

From a four-limbed dragon to a six-limbed dragon.

Melanie felt familiar, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands. Isn't this the type of prehistoric dragon sleeping here?

It's just very compact.

The transformation is over, and Erwin is now a silver miniature baby dragon with light golden eyes. He looks very beautiful, far better than the skinny, spiny and ugly Norwegian Spinosaurus form before.

He saw the white-haired old man almost immediately, "Professor Dumbledore!" This voice contained the most sincere enthusiasm and a hint of the cry of a child after seeing an elder.

As long as he sees the principal, it means that he is completely safe.

Dumbledore smiled and nodded slightly, "It took a lot of effort to find you. I think you can turn back into a human now."

Erwin was stunned for a moment, and then without hesitation he immediately began to try to imagine his original image.

He has had enough of not being a human being.

This new body's response to the magic was extremely astonishing. In just a few seconds, the thirteen-year-old boy stood there, looking at his hands in disbelief.

He quickly began to check. Clothes, wand, and pistol were all there.

Without any pause, he transformed back into his dragon form, only then did he notice that he had changed drastically.

He seems to have turned into a...primordial dragon?

What's going on? Erwin looked at Dumbledore with doubtful eyes.

"The owner of this Dragon Sleeping Sanctuary, that is, the original giant dragon, actually has only one purpose for arranging these magic words, which is to prevent the possible degradation and distortion of its body during its long sleep. It will activate after waking up.

The program here cleanses and reshapes its bloodline."

"So..." Erwin's eyes widened in surprise.

"So you can think that the function of this magic text program is to transform the bloodline of any dragon into the same species as the owner of this Dragon Sleeping Sanctuary." Dumbledore's eyes were full of meaning.

He looked around and said, "It's a pity that after long years of erosion, such a complex magic text program cannot be preserved after all. After I tried to fully activate it, it has now completely lost all its effectiveness."

He fulfilled Erwin.

"Is it possible to reconstruct the magic script here?" Erwin asked immediately.

"Theoretically it is possible, but it must have the same bloodline as the owner of this sanctuary, and the materials needed to inscribe this magic script program may no longer be found."

"Then I'll write down these magic words." Erwin said without hesitation.

Not only those on the walls, he also planned to copy down all the magic script codes on the metal floor and take them away.

"Don't be impatient. You can come here anytime in the future. The Dragon Sleeping Sanctuary is actually a very safe place, because the primitive dragon sleeping here should theoretically never be able to wake up."

"Why?" Erwin was surprised.

"Two reasons are that the sleeping time is longer than the dragons expected, so that their souls are washed away by the long time. The other is that the sleeping spell they cast on themselves is too powerful, and there is no wizard now.

Or maybe magical creatures have the ability to lift this sleeping spell."

"Then why do they put themselves to sleep?"

"In order to cope with a catastrophe...Okay Erwin, I will continue to tell you when I return to Hogwarts. You don't know how anxious Professor McGonagall was after you disappeared...Oh, by the way, I have a question too.

." Dumbledore suddenly thought of something.

"You said."

"It's amazing that there is a Dragon Sleeping Sanctuary here that has not been discovered yet, but what I'm more curious about is, how did you activate the access program to get here?"

Without any concealment, Erwin told Melanie and all the operations he had performed, "So that's it," Dumbledore nodded slightly, "This Wyrmsleep Sanctuary should have entered the second state. After its owner

After it has not awakened for a long time, other primitive dragons will be allowed to enter to awaken it, and you and this vampire lady just forged the identity of the primitive dragon."

Erwin returned to his human form and paid attention to Melanie. Her delicate face, slim figure, and fair skin looming under the torn clothes made his mind sway.

When in dragon form, he was completely insensitive, but after transforming back into a human, the feeling was different, not to mention that he was still an adolescent boy, but this was an instinctive reaction of human males, and it would be abnormal not to have it.

"Miss Melanie, I would like to invite you to Hogwarts as a guest, what do you think?" Dumbledore's tone was still calm.

Melanie's expression was very stiff. If possible, she didn't want to listen to the conversation between the old man and the young man.

Dumbledore had no reason to let her leave now.

So she could only agree, not to mention that her own strength had been severely damaged now, even if she was at her peak, she was still no match for Dumbledore.

Erwin was quite gloating about how frustrated he was when he first met this woman, and now Melanie has fully experienced how he felt at that time.

Dumbledore pointed his wand at the ground and drew golden lines in the air, forming a circle around them. After a breath, the three of them appeared on the top of the tower of Hogwarts.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Professor McGonagall hurriedly walked up the stairs. She seemed to have been waiting here for a long time. "Thank God, you brought Erwin back."

Seeing Professor McGonagall's sincere expression of joy and relaxation, Erwin couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

"This little guy is quite noisy." Dumbledore nodded slightly, "Minerva, please take care of our guest and take her to the guest room in the west tower."

Professor McGonagall looked at Melanie, the gentle look on her face immediately disappeared, "A vampire?" She frowned.

Melanie could only smile weakly.

The two women left, and Dumbledore brought Erwin into the principal's office and gestured for him to sit in the armchair opposite, "I know you have many questions about the original dragon, but let me ask you a question first,

I think a smart kid like you must have considered the source of magic, so where do you think magic comes from? Is it an ability unique to human wizards?"

The answer is definitely no, but Erwin immediately understood Dumbledore's intention. If he jumped out of the human category and looked at magic from a macro-historical perspective...

The earliest recorded civilization of mankind was only six thousand years ago in ancient Babylon, and the earliest birth of Homo sapiens was only two hundred thousand years ago. Then, going forward, millions of years, tens of millions of years ago, more than 100 million years ago

Years ago, the Cretaceous, Jurassic, Triassic...

"Dinosaur?" Erwin couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Do Muggles use this term?" Dumbledore had an extra cup of tea in his hand at some point. "In fact, it is more accurate to say that it is composed of the original dragon and a large number of sub-dragon species...

Age of Dragons.”