Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

Black castles, black lakes, and black forests stretch as far as the eye can see.

This is the magic school, Hogwarts.

Ivan was sitting on a chair by the corridor of the castle, flipping through a book called "Magic Theory", and looking up at the sky thoughtfully from time to time.

"I thought you would read the book "Standard Charms, Beginners" first."

A gentle voice sounded behind him, and Alvin turned around and saw Dumbledore interchanging his hands in front of him, looking at him like a curious baby.

"Theory is the most important thing, theory! The birth of all magic is based on theory!" Ivan emphasized: "Do you know why apples fall to the ground instead of flying to the sky?"

Dumbledore: "Gravity."

Alvin was stunned for a moment: "You actually know..."

"In Muggle society, a scholar named Newton proposed it. Oh, yes, Muggles refer to those who do not know the existence of magic. Please also be careful not to cast spells in front of Muggles."

Dumbledore said with emotion: "Sometimes, we have to admit that wisdom is not the exclusive preserve of wizards. Although the paths are different, we are all trying to explore the essence of the world."

"Are you wary of them?" Ivan asked curiously.

"A little bit." Dumbledore blinked: "I don't want wizards and Muggles to have disputes, but as the president of the International Federation of Wizards, the threat of Muggles to wizard society is also something I have to consider. "

As he said that, Dumbledore was a little curious: "Are there Muggles in your world, Evan?"

"Everyone in Aslant has magic power. It is a complete magical civilization. Even if you don't have magic talent, there is no such thing as a Muggle." Ivan said.

"That is really...a harmonious and beautiful world..." Dumbledore sighed: "I'm a little yearning for it."

"There are always giant dragons destroying the human kingdom..."

"Very good, you successfully dispelled my yearning for that place."

Ivan shook the book in his hand: "Don't the wizards in this world know how to meditate?"

"Meditation?" Dumbledore thought for a moment: "I often fall into a quiet daze..."

"..." Sighing lightly, Ivan explained: "Meditation is a method of magic practice. It is a required course for all magician students in Aslant. It can make you more refined in your control of magic."

"I see that your research on magic is very profound, but you don't have much research on the most basic magic." Ivan reminded: "Don't forget that magic is the foundation of a magician."

After the words fell, Aiwen raised his hand and pointed at the stone pillar next to him, and with a sneer, a white light shot out and penetrated the stone pillar.

Dumbledore was very surprised: "Is that...magic power?"

"Yes, magic power." Ivan nodded: "I compress and condense the magic power in my body, and then simply release it."

Dumbledore was surprised: "Amazing control."

"It's actually useless." Ivan shook his head: "As long as you use magic to protect your body, you can easily block it. Magic control is a compulsory course for Aslant magicians."

"But although I haven't studied magic, the magic spells you have here are really incredible. Each spell has a specific direction..."

As Ivan said, he took out his wand and flicked it: "Flocks of birds!"

The clear and melodious chirping of birds sounded, and several smart birds flew out from the tip of Alvin's staff, flying up and down flexibly.

"The magic power is transformed into the form of a bird through magic spells, and its appearance and posture are the same as those of real creatures. Even modeling magic cannot do this."

Dumbledore applauded softly: "You have mastered the magic spell in the textbook before you even entered school. It seems that you must be the first in this school year."

"I'm just more interested. I don't like studying, so don't have any unrealistic expectations for me." Ivan shook his head.

Dumbledore couldn't help laughing: "I made an appointment with someone to have dinner in Hogsmeade. Do you want to have dinner together? By the way, they are all teachers from the school. If you feel awkward, you can go to the basement of the castle and find a A fruit painting, if you scratch the pear on it, there will be a surprise."

"Forget it, take me with you." Ivan put away the book and said sadly: "I think I can't find the underground entrance..."

Dumbledore laughed and walked out of the castle with Ivan.

Hogsmeade is not far from Hogwarts. It only takes 10 minutes to walk out of the school gate. There is only a black lake between the two.

However, compared to Hogwarts, which was quiet at this time, Hogsmeade seemed a lot more lively. Ivan followed Dumbledore and when he arrived at the entrance of the village, he saw goblins and wizards shouting something at the door of a tavern. He got closer. Only then did I realize that they were gathering people to gamble...

A candy store called Honeydukes was crowded with children, as was a store called Zuko's next to it, which was very lively.

Dumbledore took Alvin to a tavern called The Three Broomsticks. The proprietress was a charming woman, and people called her Mrs. Rosmerta.

"Oh! Professor Dumbledore!" Rosmerta looked very happy to see Dumbledore: "Good day, Professor McGonagall and the others have arrived."

With that said, she looked at Alvin again: "What a beautiful child, dear, what is your name?"

"Evan." Ivan shrugged slightly awkwardly: "Thank you, you are also very beautiful."

Rosmerta laughed, and at this time Alvin heard Hagrid's voice. His tall figure was sitting at the big round table by the fireplace, waving to the two of them: "Professor Dumbledore, this way!"

The two walked to the round table. Besides Hagrid, there were three other people at the round table.

Minerva McGonagall is a thin and old witch with her hair pulled into a meticulous bun, looking very serious.

Pomona Sprout, a chubby witch, always smiles and looks very loving.

Filius Flitwick, a wizard with elf blood, is short and lean, well-dressed, humorous, and very friendly.

The three of them were the deans of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Ivan still remembered these, but he still listened to Dumbledore's introduction.

"Evan Rustin Darknight, this year's freshman." Dumbledore introduced.

"Freshman?" Professor McGonagall frowned: "Albus, I don't remember any freshmen named Darknight this year."

"Ah, yes, I forgot to mention that Mr. Darknight comes from a far away country and just yesterday he agreed to come to Hogwarts at my invitation." Dumbledore said happily.

"You are so beautiful." Professor Sprout said with a smile, "I really hope you can be sorted into Hufflepuff."

"Ravenclaw is also very good. Mr. Darknight looks very smart." Professor Flitwick waved his arm: "I can teach you to become an excellent duelist."

Professor McGonagall glanced at Alvin, who had a delicate and handsome appearance, a pair of small hands with thin fist calluses, and red eyes that gave his smile a natural wildness. Professor McGonagall suddenly felt a thump in his heart.