An infinite journey that begins at Hogwarts

"The world is very big, and that dragon is just a slightly larger reptile."

Although Cedric was insulting the source of his bloodline, the golden flame in Ange's eyes was even brighter, like the fire stolen by Prometheus.

All dragon hybrids want to kill the source of their bloodline. Some of them want more power and power at the top of the world.

Some people want to end the prophecies of human destruction and open up a new era.

Angers' ideal is very simple, just for revenge.

He is a ghost who has lived for hundreds of years and still lingers in the world.

In that cold and dark night, the Dragon Clan took away everything from him. As an ambitious revenger, of course he also wanted to take away everything from the Dragon Clan!

And now that the opportunity has come, why not make him ecstatic? !

"What a good metaphor. It's like I heard Einstein explain the theory of relativity for the first time in Princeton." Angers put down the bone china cup with slightly trembling palms. He walked to the bookshelf and took down a precious pair of , "Sunrise" created by the abstract master, and then casually discarded this famous painting on the ground.

Behind the portrait is a wine cabinet with seven bottles of red wine in it. Each bottle has accumulated for hundreds of years and is dark red in color, like dragon's blood.

Angers took out one and walked up to Cedric, "This is red wine produced in 1911 in a small winery on the outskirts of Hamburg, Germany."

Cedric nodded slightly, "There was a lot of rain that year and very little sunshine. It was not a year suitable for producing top-quality red wine, and people like you who pay attention to quality would rarely drink such a small wine without craftsmanship. The estate’s wine bar.”

Ange smiled slightly, "Does a being like you also like to accompany the elderly to miss life?"

"No, we just like to listen to young people talk about their ambitions. After all, we are old enough."

Hearing Cedric's words, Ange's smile froze, and then he said with a sigh, "Talking to beings like you who came out of myths, I really felt like I was 100 years younger in an instant, and that person who wanted to bury me again The arrogant young man in the history of the Dragon Clan."

Cedric snapped his fingers, and thunder sounded in the sky.

Even Angers was startled, then looked at Cedric slightly confused.

"It's just a sense of heaven. After all, I work part-time as a wishing machine."

The folding knife in Ange's hand was like an electric light, directly cutting off the mouth of the bottle. The dark red wine slowly poured into a teacup, which was the bone china teacup he just drank from, and handed it to Cedric, "Do you mind?"

Cedric took the tea cup, "Of course, if it counts as the tuition I paid, then I don't mind even more."

Angers laughed and said, "Please rest assured that the tuition fees for all students at Kassel College, including funeral expenses, are funded by the secret party. If the students are foreigners, shipping is free."

Angers took a swig from a neatly cut bottle of red wine, his posture as wild as a tiger, and the scarlet wine stained his white handmade suit red along his beard and hair.

Cedric also drank the red wine in one gulp.

1911 was indeed not a good year, but 1910 was even worse. That year the Lionheart Club was completely destroyed in Hamburg, Germany, and Angers was the only survivor.

Stepping on the bones of his companions and dragons, he survived alone in this world. The only thing that accompanied him was these seven bottles of red wine, dedicated to the seven beings he wanted to kill.

Six aloof dragon kings and himself.

"Back to the previous topic." Cedric said when he saw Angers drinking a whole bottle of red wine. "Although the black dragon Nighold is just a reptile, he is bigger than you think."

Ange looked solemn, "What do you mean?"

"You know the concept of the multiverse, right?"

Angers nodded seriously, "As soon as I have time, I will fly back to my alma mater. Stephen William Hawking has unique insights on this issue, and even I have benefited a lot."

"The universe is also divided into levels. To describe it simply, the mythical universe is real, and the interactive fusion projects the current multiverse sea, and what you are in now is just a medium-sized low-dimensional space. It’s just the universe, and the black dragon Nighold temporarily resides in everything in this universe.”

"Everything?" Angers frowned, and he somewhat understood what Cedric meant when he said it was bigger than he thought.

"Yes, every concept you can imagine, time, destiny, matter, energy."

Angers' heart was heavy. Even for him, it was difficult to imagine that what Cedric described was actually an individual.

"So are all the prophecies of the dragon clan true? We are just parasites in his body. When he destroys himself, all things in nature will be destroyed."

"Not necessarily." Cedric shook his head. He looked at the river of destiny in this world. The reincarnation of Lu Mingfei, the son of destiny in this world, and the legendary Black Emperor Nidhogg was not that simple.

"Nidhogg is not qualified enough. It is only because of his special nature that he can dominate this world. However, in a known and discovered world, existences like us will always find ways to occupy the world line in it, so that's why Odin will try to fight against the Black Emperor, but he is too incompetent in this world, so I came here."

"It sounds a bit like you are playing Monopoly, you know, a game for mortals." Angers said metaphorically.

Cedric smiled slightly, "Of course we know, almost omniscient."

"I am arrogantly looking at the true God with my mortal wisdom." Angers casually opened another bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet. There was no need to keep the red wine. "What about my fate?"

“It was a given, but now it’s unknown.”

"Then this is a toast to the unknown damn fate."

Angers said, holding the bottle high.

Cedric shook his head. There were too many things accumulated in Angers, and then he reminded, "The fate of this world is not simple."

Angers stopped raising his glass. Although he still didn't know who was in front of him, but if he could say "Odin is too good", then in his theological knowledge, there is only limited knowledge. Several of them are above them, and those beings are the true creator gods.

"How to say?"

"Since the high-dimensional universe exists and is the origin of everything, your universe is a projection of the high-dimensional universe and is evolving towards the Twilight of the Gods. Don't you have more associations?"

Ange's golden pupils extinguished, revealing eyes like black iron-colored clouds, "If the legendary World Tree in the Nordic mythological universe collapses, even if we succeed in saving the world here, we will not be able to prevent the fate of destruction."

"Bgo." Cedric snapped his fingers. He felt comfortable talking to smart people.