Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

"You mean, the reason why I can travel is not because of errors, but because of my own specialness?" Ai Wen frowned.

"Yes, this is Nico's guess." Dumbledore nodded.

"My own specialness..." Alvin rubbed his chin, a little distracted.

Indeed, if I must say it, whether it is in the world of Aslant or Hogwarts, I should be regarded as the most special existence.

To put it simply, I am a wall breaker, breaking the fourth wall between the story and reality, and thus my soul traveled to Aslant.

If you say that, the problem may indeed occur in yourself...

"It seems like you have some idea?" Dumbledore asked.

"Well... I have some ideas, but I'm not sure yet." After a brief silence, Ivan said.

"Is it convenient?" Dumbledore asked.

"Although I have never mentioned it to anyone else, there is nothing I can't say..." Ivan thought for a while: "I have told you before that I am not a native of Aslant."

"But I was indeed born in Aslant." Ivan shrugged: "Strictly speaking, I lived one life before, and my soul crossed the barrier of the world after death and was reborn in Aslant, but Don’t ask me how I did it, in fact I don’t know how I did it.”

As soon as the words fell, Hermione let out an exclamation, and Luna looked confused.

Dumbledore was also a little surprised, but not particularly surprised. He had already guessed it from the beginning.

"So this is your biggest secret?" Dumbledore asked in surprise.

"No, actually it's not a secret." Ivan shook his head. Su Hui's case is nothing new to the magical world. Although it is rare, it is not unprecedented.

After all, even Irene can add personality and take over the body. If Voldemort learns from his neighbor Orochimaru and focuses his research on body snatching, he may not be able to do the same as Orochimaru.

Everyone is pursuing immortality. When they were young, they were all handsome men. When they are old, they are both perverts who are neither humans nor snakes. In addition, both of them are snake-players. They both like body modification, both split their souls, and both are good at escaping. , were all killed by the children they chose, and then resurrected, so it makes no sense that Voldemort can't do what Orochimaru can do, right?

It can only be said that no one has thought about this kind of thing. What really surprised Dumbledore and the others was the time travel.

And Ivan's biggest secret lies not in time travel, but in the stories he has read before traveling through time.

Whether it is the world of Aslant or Harry Potter, do other worlds also exist in countless planes?

"Then Ivan, you...your last life..." Hermione looked at Ivan in disbelief, stammering and not knowing what to say.

"I was just a kid in my last life." Ivan glanced at her: "Don't worry, I'm not an old monster."

"I...I don't mean anything else. Even if you are very old, I will..." Hermione hesitated and her face turned red.

Alvin raised his eyebrows: "You too - what?"

Hermione punched him and turned back to the living room. Her face was horribly red.

Dumbledore held his hands in front of him and looked honest and courteous: "It's great to be young and still feel this sweet and young love."

Alvin rolled his eyes: "So, do you have anything else to ask?"

"That's no longer a problem." Dumbledore smiled: "But what Nico means is to let you personally experience the ability to travel through the gate."

"Has he tried that thing himself?" Ivan asked.

"He can't try." Dumbledore spread his hands gently: "I forgot to tell you that opening the shuttle door requires a lot of magic power. In terms of the required magic power, there are not many people in the world who can open the shuttle door. , if you can’t open it, then this research can basically be declared a failure.”

"So you came to me because you wanted me to try it myself?" Ivan asked.

"Yes, there may be some problems, but Nico said that he made a small device to ensure that the result will not be too bad." Dumbledore said.

"Okay." Ivan nodded: "When will it start?"

"If possible, take advantage of this holiday?" Dumbledore said, "Of course, if Miss Granger and Miss Lovegood are willing, they can also join us and experience the romantic style of France."

"Sounds really good." Luna said yearningly.

"Are you going to France?" Hermione poked her head out from behind the living room door: "If Alvin goes, I will go with him."

"Okay, but how are we going to get there?" Ivan asked, "Take a boat?"

"That's too slow. Usually I prefer to use the portkey. Don't worry, I've already reported it to the Ministry of Magic. We can leave at any time." Dumbledore said, tapping his wand on the silver vase at the door: " Mentos.”

"I quite like this vase..." Alvin muttered.

Deciding to set off, the three of them quickly got dressed. After packing, they followed Dumbledore to the Black Lake on the outskirts of Hogsmeade.

"There are still 30 seconds to prepare." Dumbledore looked at his pocket watch: "Are you all ready?"

"I took Lar with me," Ivan said.

"Very good, four wizards and a house elf." Dumbledore nodded: "There are still 20 seconds left. When I count to one, you will hold on to the vase tightly. You may feel a little dizzy in the process. But I heard from Snape that the problem of your transportation fainting has been solved?"

Evan nodded.

"That's great. You can try to join the college team...Okay, the time is almost up." Dumbledore said gently: "Three-two-one!"

The vase on the ground trembled, and several people quickly reached out to grab the vase.

Then, whoosh—

The scene in front of him was distorted, and the figures of several people disappeared together with the vase.

Ivan felt as if something was hooking behind his belly button and pulling him up into the sky. This reminded him of the feeling of sitting on a big pendulum in his previous life.

He saw the space distorting, and then after a period of distortion, a completely different scenery appeared in front of him...

Old and quiet houses, elegant spire houses, white and thick snow, and snow-covered hills.

Pfft!

Hermione fell to the ground, and Luna leaned against her in a daze.

"Huh..." Ivan rubbed his head, barely able to maintain his balance: "This feels really weird."

"Nice sense of space, Alvin." Dumbledore praised.

"Where is here?" Ivan asked.

"Nicholas Flamel's residence near Paris, France." Dumbledore said gently: "Because I am the secret keeper, we can come directly to his door, which will make our journey much more convenient..."

As he finished speaking, the door was pushed open with a creak.

Alvin saw an old man with silver hair and a thin body jumping out of the house like a penguin.

"Is this the legendary alchemist?" Ivan helped Hermione and the two up and asked in a low voice.

"Perhaps because he has lived for so long, Nico's bones are extremely brittle and there is a risk of fracture even when walking normally." Dumbledore shrugged.

"Ah! Albus!" Nico Flamel looked at several people with joy: "And...Mr. Darknight, what a handsome boy, come in quickly!"