Ashes of Hogwarts

"Let me just say, the dead are more useful than the living."

Ash finally got the living corpse out.

Thanks to the time and space conditions of Dragon Academy that are different from Hogwarts, various specialties from the Soul World are able to set up camp here.

What is a specialty?

Of course they are all kinds of living corpses!

The Living Corpse Sword Master, the imitator of the tyrant - the Living Corpse Slave, the existence more terrifying than the Licker - Brother Gulu Shampoo, the crazy sinner - the Mad Dog Cross...

As for the final boss at the end of the level, Ash very considerately chose a guy who didn't look so strange.

——Great Sword Ring Seal Knight.

Now, the lifeless Dragon Academy is no longer as harmless as it seems on the surface.

From the moment you step into the seal of Dragon Academy, it is equivalent to stepping into hell.

"Ash, I regret leaving everything to you now."

Dumbledore looked at the Dragon Academy in front of him, and he was at a loss.

Is this an amusement park?

Does the amusement park have this project?

"Don't worry, Lao Deng, everyone who enters here will be logged in at the door."

Ash patted Dumbledore on the shoulder, telling him not to worry.

"Just like now, even if I stab you to death with a knife, you will only be resurrected at the door."

Looking at Ash who took out his giant sword and gestured to pick a place to strike, Dumbledore politely refused.

"You should leave this opportunity to those students who are often naughty and make trouble. I believe it will leave a deep impression on them."

"Hey, don't be shy. Come on, let's try this new project that's the first in the world."

Without further ado, Ash dragged Dumbledore to the entrance of the castle.

The game is divided into two modes by Ashe.

One is to enter the consciousness and rely on the magic guns placed in every corner by the knights to fight against the living zombies. This is specially used to train combat consciousness.

Another mode allows physical entry, where wizards' pain senses are weakened and they can use their magic.

This is Ash's true purpose.Let the little wizards consolidate the magic they have learned in real actual combat.

It’s not going to die anyway, so just build it as hard as you can.

Of course, Dumbledore must have forced the play mode on Ash.

After all, the White Devil is still too strong.

"Are you ready?"

Ash looked at Dumbledore with a sinister expression.

"what to prepare?"

"Games start!"

Following Ash's excited shouts, Dumbledore found himself in a strange room.

There is a lot of medieval furniture here, and the whole blood-red color makes people feel very uncomfortable.

On a mahogany table, there were two firearms from the Muggle world - even though Dumbledore didn't go out much, he still knew a lot about these things.

What was most difficult for Dumbledore to accept was that his majestic magic seemed to have suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The long-lost feeling of powerlessness came to my mind.

"Ash."

Dumbledore collapsed on the sofa nearby.

"I'm dying. Before I leave, I hope I can hear you call me one more time..."

"Dad?" Ash continued.

"Hey!" Dumbledore stood up contentedly.

There was no way or reason for Ash to harm himself.This is what Dumbledore has thought about for a long time, although he will never be able to completely trust someone.

"Why are you no longer as cute as you are in old age when you become young?"

Ash was very unwilling to be taken advantage of.He picked up the Colt Python on the table and began loading it.

——Although it is a magical firearm, formal loading is still required.

"It's you who turned me into what I am now. I still miss my beard."

There was only an old shell gun left on the table, and Dumbledore strongly suspected that this was Ash's deliberate revenge.

"set off!"

Ash opened the door of the safe house and slipped out in a very standard sneaking posture.

"Wait for me."

The long-lost excitement aroused Dumbledore's long-dormant passion. He breathed a sigh of relief and followed bravely.

Around the corner, Ash quickly discovered several zombie sword masters gathered together.

These guys are veterans of first sight killing, and I don’t know how many ashes died in their hands.

boom! boom! boom!

Three bullets poured out, and the heads of the three living corpses turned into paste.

"Dumbledore, this thing is much better than a wand!"

Dumbledore, who followed, saw the power of magic guns and agreed with Ash's words.

The two of them worked in tandem and quickly killed the lowest-level living corpses, leaving corpses all over the place.

"This thing isn't that difficult!"

Dumbledore loaded the AK47 in his hand with a "Ku~Bah" sound.

He was high-spirited and confident.

Ash was definitely alarmist before.

He thought so.

The two men continued to fumble forward, and then they felt the floor tremble.

"Ash, do you still have an earthquake project in your amusement park?"

"Of course not. I think we must have encountered an elite monster."

For the sake of authenticity, each elite monster set has no fixed route, and it is just a matter of luck whether you encounter it sooner or later.

Under the wary gazes of the two men, a giant in red, taller than Hagrid, came out of the corner holding a large stone vat.

The large vat contained a large lump of viscous red substance.

Rua~

The heavy stone jar was lifted high into the air by the giant in red, and slammed down like a shot put.

Whoosh!

The stone jar roared in like a discharged cannonball.

Without thinking, Ash's body instinctively moved to the side.

Boom!

With a loud noise, Dumbledore turned into a white light and disappeared.

"Deng-Bu-Li-Duo-"

Ash picked up the AK in his hand and mercilessly poured all the bullets on the man in red who rushed over.

"Take it, this is my last bullet!"

The man in red strode forward with a barrage of soul short arrows, and the hand in front of his head was already bloody.

Following a burst of violent airflow, a huge fist hammered down hard.

slap~

Ash Lothric died an honorable death.

Ash opened his eyes and saw Dumbledore standing by the arch.

"It's a long-awaited death experience, Ash. I feel like the blood in my body is boiling."

Death is not a pleasant feeling, especially when it is so real.

At that time, watching the stone jar flying towards him, Dumbledore had already begun to recall his life in his mind.

Ariana, Aberforth, Gellert...

At that time, he thought that it would be nice to die like this and see Ariana.

Then he was alive and kicking.

"It sounds like you really died in Yiyang."

Ash gave Dumbledore a contemptuous look.

I really can’t believe a word of the emotion expressed by an old guy who has never experienced death.

"Seriously, I can't wait to see Severus and Minerva in action."

Dumbledore didn't feel ashamed at all when he died at the hands of the first elite monster.

Maybe Severus and Minerva are worse than me!