Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

Outside is a vast wasteland. They are now standing on a huge bedrock. There are deep cliffs in the distance, and rock formations of different colors can be seen on them. They are imprints of history and geography.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, answering the call of the thunderbirds.

Every time it flaps its wings, there is an arc of electricity, and the dark clouds gradually gather, taking on the shape of a huge top, with thick lightning flashing from time to time.

Sander held the sheep's horns and flew straight into the sky. His slender tail feathers swayed, showing his joy and excitement, and turned into golden dots, sinking into the heavy cirrus clouds...

Seeing Sander entering the thunderstorm, Albert became nervous.

Deep in the clouds where he couldn't see, several wrist-thick thunderbolts struck Sander flying in the center, leaving several blood marks on his body.

Sander made a shrill cry that resounded throughout the world. Albert felt it, but now he could do nothing but pray that Sander could get through the difficulty.

The collision of airflow seemed to overturn the thunderbird's body. The interlacing of electric charges stimulated endless electric sparks, and countless lightnings were brewing.

In an instant, a blood splash was exploded on Sander's body. The severe pain caused the bright gold and neat feathers to stand up, and he screamed in surprise;

Two times, the second lightning struck the wings, and the long feathers were split off, revealing some blackened flesh and blood inside. This time, Sander did not cry again, but looked firmly at the flashing lightning around him;

Three times, lightning struck its slender tail feathers, a black smoke drifted through, and the smell of burning filled the air.Tail feathers, like wings, are important tools used by thunderbirds to balance their bodies. Now that both are damaged, Sander is even more difficult.

Under the thick cumulonimbus clouds, Albert and Newt were soaked in the rain.

"Newt, have you ever been told by your wife that you are stupid?"

"what?"

"It's raining so hard, can't you conjure up an umbrella? It's also waterproof and moisture-proof."

A transparent umbrella appeared in Albert's hand. He made it from falling rainwater. It was transparent and made it easier to observe Sander's situation above.

"Supersensory manifestation." Albert's facial features were strengthened, and he could finally see clearly what was happening in the clouds.

Sander's body was covered in blood again, his originally golden feathers lost their luster, and his wings flapped feebly. He was using up his last bit of strength, and he wanted to live.

However, being imprisoned by Keller before, it has consumed too much of its original energy, and it is difficult to recover. This time, the thunderstorm baptism may be more disastrous than bad.

Albert was directly below Sander and squeezed the wand tightly. He felt Sander's presence. This feeling was wonderful, mysterious and mysterious, as if he was Sander, experiencing the world from the perspective of Thunderbird.

Facing the thunder in the sky, attacks hit him from time to time. There is no way to avoid it, and the colliding airflow violently hits the two wings.

Sander is like a lonely boat in the huge waves of the sea, struggling to move forward in the huge waves.

Every time it flaps its wings, it consumes a lot of energy. It gets heavier and heavier, and it makes me want to sleep...

Another thunder struck the body, awakening its consciousness slightly, but the effect was minimal. These thunder and lightning could not activate the deepest life potential of its body, and at most they only brought some scars to Sander.

Albert's heart was twitching, and at this moment, hot tears shed from the corners of his and Sander's eyes at the same time——

That is the nostalgia for life...

There are also concerns about some people and things!

The wand exuded blazing heat in his hand, and Albert could hardly hold it. He seemed to feel something, and with a wave of the wand, a long iron rod broke through the ground, with a needle-like tip.

Although polymorph cannot change the nature of an object, it acts as a lightning rod until the polymorph ends.

(The function of a lightning rod is not to prevent lightning from striking it, but to attract lightning so that lightning does not strike other things)

Albert's plan really worked. Countless lightning struck the lightning rod and was conducted into the ground. For some reason, a trace of lightning deviated from the lightning rod and connected to Albert's wand.

Albert was a little scared at first, but then he discovered that these small electric sparks could not cause any harm to him.

The reduction of lightning greatly reduced Sander's pressure, and it was a rare opportunity to take a breath. However, when it saw what Albert did for him below, emotion and determination flashed in the eagle's eyes.

Even if it's him... I don't need any help!

This is the Thunderbird. He is born not to know what pride is, but he is born to be proud!

Sander let out a long cry and leaned down to break through the clouds. There was the intersection of countless lightning bolts, and the lightning rod attracted thousands of lightning bolts.

It flew over the lightning rod and cut off the connection between the thundercloud and the lightning rod with its body. Suddenly, thousands of lightning bolts struck it again.

The Thunderbird was originally the elf of thunder, but at this moment, it seemed to be cursed by nature and punished by the God of Thunder.

"Albert, Xander is about to die!" Newt frowned, he didn't want such a beautiful creature to disappear just like that.

"You don't need to tell me, I can feel it myself..." Albert's lips were white and chapped, and the wand was hot, but the knuckles of his fingers holding the wand were slightly white.

When Albert saw all this, he was filled with anxiety. If this went on, Sander would really die. The hot wand in his hand reminded him to do something.

"Calling the gods to protect you!" "Burning with fierce fire!"

Albert's wand pointed directly at the thunderclouds in the sky, and a silver-white thunderbird flew out of the wand, followed by balls of fierce fire forming a big burning bird.

The two thunderbirds are combined together, silvery white and deep blue intertwined, looking very gorgeous.

The illusory thunderbird formed by the spell rushed into the sky, overlapped with Sander's figure, and turned into a layer of gauze, draped over Sander's body. Another thunder and lightning struck, but it was protected and resisted by the magic spell on Sander's body, and it was slightly raised. The waves subsided quickly.

And at this moment, Sander's body burst into dazzling golden light - the life potential in his body was activated!

The bird's body was wrapped in a blazing golden lightning ball, blocking out all external thunder and lightning, leaving only Sander as a bird to transform inside.

But Sander soon discovered something was wrong. Its injuries were too severe. It was imprisoned for a long time, and today it was constantly struck by lightning. Even if its life potential exploded, it was not enough to last it until it completed nirvana.

Just when it was desperate, Albert also felt something, and the wand in his hand emitted golden light...

The golden light penetrated from the inside out, like flowing magma, passing through the body of the elder tree and imprinted on Sander's vertical pupils.

A thigh-thick golden lightning rushed out of Albert's wand and rushed towards where Sander was...