Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

The flying speed of the giant dragon cannot be said to be fast. Compared with Eric's own Golden Roc form, which can easily reach several Mach, its flying speed can even be described as a tortoise speed.

Even some of the planes passing by in the sky below were faster than it.

But it's right to think about it. During the Triwizard Tournament, a Hungarian Horntail couldn't even catch up with the Firebolt, which was enough to show the speed of the Fire Dragon.

Because he had been imprisoned underground by the goblins in the past, it took Bailong a long time to become familiar with his wings, and adjusted his flying posture to the best condition, rising to an altitude of about 8000 meters above the ground. During this period, Eric was shrouded in his own protective spell. Through the system interface, he also understood the benefits that the title of "Dragon Slayer Lord" brought to him.

To put it simply, when using this title, he will cause an additional 15% damage when attacking dragon creatures.

At the same time, the title of Dragon Slayer Lord also has a wonderful effect, that is, he can stuff this giant dragon directly into a small world that he can control, such as Narnia or the Room of Requirement issued to him by the system, which can store giant dragons. Dragon, and when he needs the dragon, he can continue to summon it from that space.

This is equivalent to him having a new career.

Summoner!

"Interesting, then if I go back and capture a large group of dragons and tame them all, wouldn't it mean that I don't have to take action myself in the future?"

The giant dragon at his feet let out a soft roar, seemingly in response to his soliloquy.

The system had previously extracted almost all the magic power from Eric's body and injected it into the dragon's body. After more than an hour of recovery, Eric could clearly feel that the aura in this guy's body was rising, and even Its body has also grown a lot, and the horns and scales on its body are becoming more and more ferocious as it changes.

When its breath finally became stable, Eric felt the dragon under his feet flapping its wings. At the same time, groups of electric ions emerged in the surrounding air, condensing into a dense dark cloud. .

The cloud follows the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.

This is an old saying.

Looking at the dark clouds that had surrounded them and the flashing lightning among them, Eric simply sat down, shrank the light golden protective shield, propped up his chin and looked at the fields under the clouds.

If giving a part of the lightning-struck poplar tree to old Mr. Ollivander in the morning was considered an unintentional move, after giving Romer the source of life, he also knew what he wanted to accomplish here.

It's like Novikov's self-consistency principle: 'Nothing actually changes, anything the time traveler does just creates the situation they noticed before traveling. '

When he was in the wand shop before, Mr. Ollivander Sr. made it clear that he had never made this wand, but the wand contained his signature, and even the poplar that Eric took out from the world of Narnia. Wood turned out to be exactly the same material as the wand in my hand.

In addition, the white dragon he tamed seems to be the mutant thunder dragon that Mr. Ollivander said decades later.

Therefore, my guess at that time may be correct. It was I who provided the materials for the old Mr. Ollivander to make this poplar wand.

And it seems that Romo's special ability that is different from other ghosts was only awakened after he gave her the source of life.

Otherwise, Romer might have died completely that night when the bat-shaped Merlin monster used sound waves to scatter her.

But thinking about it more carefully, he felt that all this had an indescribable smoothness in his heart.

It was as if someone had read the script, and the plot line was laid out here, but he happened to follow this plot line by accident.

When did I... follow this non-existent script?

Eric brainstormed in his mind for a long time, and finally stopped at the centaur altar.

You know, in his second time, which is the system's fourth time traveling, the original world may not be Narnia, but because near the centaur altar, the drop of Gryffindor's blood opened the time and space tunnel, and the system He chose the nearest source of the world and allowed him to travel here.

In other words, is this series of actions related to the Big Four?

Then, why do they take so much pains to pave the way for themselves?

"Warn the host, the system has detected a rule fluctuation nearby!"

At this time, the system suddenly issued a reminder in his ear, waking him up from his meditative state.

Eric quickly stood up, looked at the dark cloudy scene around him, and pulled out his wand: "What are the rules?"

"Capturing this rule fluctuation..."

The system was silent for a while, and after about half a minute, it said, "It's a time rule. Someone put a life in this timeline that doesn't belong here."

"What about the exact location?"

"On the ground 9000 meters below."

With thoughts in his mind, Eric directed the white dragon to stop at high altitude, then picked up the telescope and looked down.

In the sky below the giant dragon, hundreds of aircraft were constantly biting and chasing each other. Sparks from machine guns and shells like small black dots fell like rain, setting off bursts of fire on the ground. On the ground further away, shells It exploded randomly, with some faint magical brilliance mixed in during the process.

On another plain not far from the bombardment, several giant dragons with chains tied around their necks were struggling constantly, spitting out streams of dragon breath at the crowd in front of them.Eric adjusted the telescope in his hand that was necessary for astronomy class, adjusted the viewing distance to the maximum, and searched carefully.

"Remind the host that the enemy is approaching..."

The map function that had lost its function for a long time reappeared, showing two light groups, one green representing Eric, and the other red group approaching quickly...

Eric aimed his wand at the left rear of Bailong, and after sending out more than a dozen obstacles, he began to mobilize the magic power in his body.

The red light spots were getting closer and closer, almost as if they were flying. Eric kept calm, preparing to give the incoming enemy a surprise.

But the next moment.A giant gray-white dragon suddenly broke through the swirling dark clouds and appeared in front of Eric. It roared at the white dragon, then opened its mouth wide and bit at them.

"This……"

Eric was startled, and quickly cast out a Divine Edge Shadowless Curse, trying to stop the incoming dragon, but the wide air blade slashed at the dragon's body. Although it opened a rolling wound, there was no trace of it. Any blood coming out of the wound.

"Ang~"

The white dragon also discovered the enemy appearing from behind, quickly turned around, let out a roar, and spit out a dazzling bolt of lightning from his mouth, which hit the gray-white dragon, knocking it back step by step.

However, this is the same result as Eric's. Even if the dragon's breath blasted the gray-white dragon's skin to pieces, there was still no blood flowing out. Even after the white dragon's breath ended, the gray-white dragon returned. He immediately circled and rose up, charging towards Eric and the others again.

"What is this stuff?"

Eric frowned and looked at the charging dragon. When he was about to activate the thunder spell, he suddenly saw the figure on the back of the opposite dragon.

It was a familiar figure wrapped in a black robe. Some time ago, when Eric went to find Romo in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, he had a brief encounter with him.

But later, the man in black was pulled closer to the void by a bunch of chains.

The man in black stood on the neck of the gray-white dragon that rushed over. He slowly raised his head and looked at the little wizard who was getting closer and closer to him with his wand. He twisted his neck and heard something coming from under the mask. A loud shout: "Fake, today is the day you die!"