Hogwarts's Master of Mind

The defense of Hogwarts was successfully defended, and that night everyone held a celebratory dinner in the Hogwarts Hall.

Godric and Salazar were drinking, and Ms. Helga simply set up a big pot in the hall to cook food.

There was laughter and joy in the banquet hall.

Aiden sat in the corner with the fried meatballs, savoring them in silence.

Pick up a piece of meatball with a fork and put it in your mouth. The delicious meat mixed with fat dances on the tip of your tongue.

"Huff~Huff~" Aiden raised his head and exhaled two breaths of hot air.

At this time, a tall man came over with a drink and sat next to Aiden.

"Elvis, you did well on the battlefield." Aiden praised his ancestor in a weird way.

Elvis didn't care about the strangeness in Aiden's voice, but asked,

"Sir, can I learn from you the magic of transforming into a giant dragon?"

Elvis stared at Aiden with burning eyes, his eyes flashing with desire.

Aiden: “….”

"Well, this magic needs to be passed down from generation to generation to be completed. Even so, do you still want to learn it?" Aiden looked at him seriously.

"So I can't turn into a dragon."

The light in Elvis' eyes faded for a moment, but soon perked up again.

"Then let my descendants finish it. Someone has to start it."

Elvis's firm determination touched Aiden.

"Okay, then come with me." Aiden took Elvis into the blind spot of consciousness.

Sean, who was drunk, came over with a drink and asked in confusion, "Where are the people?"

Aiden took Elvis to his room.

A long staff appeared in his hand and he lightly tapped the ground, causing the internal space of the room to expand more than ten times.

"Come on, take off your clothes," Aiden said.

Elvis took off his clothes as Aiden asked.

Aiden took out the dragon blood he obtained on the battlefield today and began to carve the alchemical matrix.

After a while, a matrix emitting scarlet light appeared on the ground.

"Mr. Prewitt, I warn you once again that the process of integrating dragon blood into your body is very painful.

And you cannot fall into a coma during the fusion process, otherwise you will be in danger of being affected by the dragon's will."

Aiden holds the can and reminds Elvis one last time.

"Come on!" Elvis nodded.

The alchemical matrix lit up, and the Gyfu (Γ) rune introduced the magic of the moon into Elvis' body.

The Gebo (?) rune lights up, the power of exchange envelops Elvis, and Aiden pours dragon blood over Elvis' body.

As the alchemical ritual proceeded, the dragon's blood slowly permeated Elvis' bones and blood.

"Ugh!!" Elvis let out a dull growl from his throat.

He felt as if his whole body was being roasted on fire, with swords piercing back and forth in his body.

He wanted very much to pass out, but as soon as he closed his eyes, a pair of angry dragon eyes appeared before him.

When Eddie saw him like this, he released the cradle to comfort him and calm his mental pain.

The whole ceremony lasted for an hour, and finally, just before Elvis was about to pass out, the light of the ritual was completely absorbed by his body.

“You carried it,” Aiden exclaimed.

"That's...ok." Elvis couldn't hold on any longer and passed out.

Knock knock. The moment Elvis fell unconscious, there was a knock on Aiden's door.

"Come in," Aiden said.

The door was pushed open and Salazar's face appeared before Aiden.

"Sure enough, you are already able to perform the blood implantation ceremony." Salazar murmured.

"Oh, Salazar, you seem to be very knowledgeable about this." Aiden raised his eyebrows.

"Just so-so." Salazar smiled.

Aiden smiled back at him, and the two began to talk late into the night about the material available in the room.

......

The next day, Elvis woke up in Aiden's bed.

"The operation was successful, you are now a girl." A melodious boy's voice came.

Elvis simply reached out and grabbed it, and then a shock made him completely sober.

"Sir, this is not fun!" Elvis scolded.

"Hahaha" Aiden laughed.

"Go out and try it. This transformation should allow you to have a small amount of dragon blood in your body."

Aiden reached out and picked up Elvis, and a flash of space brought him to the flat ground outside.

Aiden picked up a rock and threw it to Elvis.

Elvis took the stone and with a little force, several handprints were left on the stone.

"The strength has increased, and the reserves of magical energy have increased significantly," Elvis said.

"Then write a six-inch paper on this ritual, and include your ideas for future ritual development."

Aiden winked at Elvis, in a very good mood.

"Oh~!" Elvis let out a long sigh.

.........

While Hogwarts was living a peaceful and stable life.

In the Wizard Council, underground, two wizards in black and gold robes were guarding a place that looked like a treasure house.

The light from the torch flickered as the flames trembled, but what the two wizards did not notice was that the shadows in the darkness also trembled.

Suddenly, two sharp knives stretched out from the shadows under their feet and attacked their chests.

The two battle-hardened wizards were obviously not easy to deal with. They cast defensive magic on their bodies without using wands at the same time.

Unfortunately, the magic dissipated the moment the knives in the two attackers' hands came into contact with the magic.

The sharp knife stabbed towards the hearts of the two wizards with undiminished power.

Two "puff" sounds were heard, and the two wizards guarding the treasure house lost their lives.

"Let's go, quickly." The shadow took off the black cloth covering his body, revealing two goblins.

They quickly opened the door to the treasure house.

The interior of the treasury is magnificent and filled with the crystallization of the wizards' wisdom.

The two goblins showed greedy looks towards the treasures, but they quickly restrained themselves.

Because they shoulder a more important mission.

The goblin passed through the dazzling array of treasures and came to the deepest part of the treasury.

Here, a strange altar stands in the center, with a small gem placed on the altar.

One of the goblins immediately reached out and touched the gem.

"Wait, idiot." Another goblin tried to call out to him, but it was too late.

A flame suddenly burst out from the altar, turning the goblin into ashes.

At the same time, the alarm of the treasury was sounded and the door began to close slowly.

"This idiot!" the remaining goblins cursed.

He took out a piece of white cloth and threw it in the direction of the gem. The cloth covered the gem and was automatically packed up.

The goblin grabbed the bag and sprinted towards the gate, escaping from the treasure house at the last moment before the stone door fell.

The space flickered several times, and several figures rushed to the scene.

They found the wizard who had been killed, with a grim look on his face.

The bearded old man in the lead waved his wand and the stone door opened.

After several people counted, they found that they had lost the most precious item in the treasure house.

The entire wizarding world was mobilized once again, and wanted warrants from the Wizarding Council were flying everywhere.

The war is probably about to enter a white-hot state again.