Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

The huge dragon wings cut through the dark and deep night sky like a shadow covering the sky.

Accompanied by bursts of sharp and ear-piercing whistling sounds, strong winds blew by, as if they were about to tear the entire world apart.

The pure white and elegant moonlight was also shattered under the impact of this powerful airflow, and could no longer illuminate the earth.

The gray-white scales are as hard and sharp as steel, shining with an icy cold light, like countless sharp iron thorns. These scales waved rapidly in the air, easily splitting the thick clouds and turning the sky into chaos.

The fire dragon in front of me showed frightening power, like a world-destroying monster that came out of ancient myths.

There is actually nothing wrong with this description - after all, the fire dragon itself is a common character in mythology, especially such a powerful iron-belly dragon.

If it really existed in that era full of fantasy, it would surely have become a monster that wreaked havoc on one side and harmed all living beings, and maybe even defeated several brave and fearless rangers and heroes!

However, at this moment, this ferocious beast did not look very majestic.

On its thick neck and at the base of its wings, three rings glowing with faint runes were tightly nested.

From the top of the ring, an illusory chain flows with the luster of mysterious magic power.

These three seemingly light and fragile, but actually indestructible magic chains extend not far behind the fire dragon. In the void covered by the solidified [Illusion Body Curse], there is a small and exquisite carriage hidden.

Two thick chains extend from the alchemy rings at the base of the fire dragon's broad wings, tightly connecting it to the carriage.

The other chain protruding from the alchemy ring on the fire dragon's neck cleverly transformed into a delicate rein at the end, hanging down inside the carriage, and was held firmly in the hands of an elf coachman wearing a fine suit.

Under the guidance of this experienced coachman, the iron-belly dragon took steady steps and headed towards Beihai, carrying the carriage that had not yet revealed its true appearance.

Looking from a distance, a lonely island can be clearly seen. There are thick clouds hanging over the island, giving people a feeling of depression and uneasiness.

The entire island looked desolate and decayed, surrounded by trees that had been dead for a long time.

The knots of these trees are abnormally swollen, and the trunks are covered with dark and deep holes, like hideous and twisted grimaces.

The dry branches were now filled with silent crows.

Corvids are usually known for being smart, noisy and noisy.

But the crows here are surprisingly quiet, as motionless as a group of enchanted alchemy puppets.

However, when the eyes turned to the inner circle of the island, a completely different scene unfolded in front of them...

The inner circle of this mysterious island is completely silent, as if time has frozen here.

Not even crows, insects, or venomous snakes can survive here, not even the toughest weeds and moss.

The island is deserted, except for an ancient and dilapidated castle standing in the center.

At this moment, the luxury carriage pulled by the fire dragon slowly drove over.

Under the skillful control of the goblin, this seemingly heavy dragon carriage actually landed on the ground as light as a feather, stopping just in front of a section covered with a red dark patterned gold silk carpet.

The goblin responsible for driving the carriage, oh no, the dragon carriage, first appeared from the void. It was a driving space opened up for the groom alone.

He quickly got out of the car, then jumped lightly and stood firmly on the slightly moist ground.

The goblin appeared to be extremely cautious, carefully avoiding the ornate carpet that had obviously just been laid for fear of staining it.

Then, he tiptoed to the spot directly opposite the carpet and knocked on the "car" door a few times.

and whispered,

"Sir, we have reached our destination."

Before he finished speaking, the carriage that was originally shrouded by the [Illusion Body Curse] gradually showed its true appearance, appearing in front of many stationed Aurors who came to greet it.

That turned out to be a biting cabbage!

Oh, no, to be exact, it was a gigantic biting cabbage, even as big as an SUV!

When he saw the true appearance of the "carriage", the goblin coachman was so frightened that he quickly buried his head deeply. His heart was filled with endless fear, so that his body was completely frozen and he did not dare to move at all.

Immediately afterwards, the leaves of the biting cabbage quickly unfolded, revealing sharp and staggered teeth that were as long as an adult's thigh.

However, what is surprising is that the fangs on one side slowly folded and shrank in front of everyone, eventually forming an open door.

This giant biting cabbage carriage is opened after special alchemical treatment.

Then, two figures walked out from behind the door.

Walking in front was a red-haired boy, wearing a gold and red Gryffindor Relic Academy uniform, with a relaxed smile on his face, as if he came here today not to be imprisoned, but to participate in a carefully prepared event. feast.

Another middle-aged man, who was half as tall as the young man, also had red hair, but the quality of his hair was not good, and was slightly dry and rough. Life has been tiring lately for Rufus Scrimgeour.

Here is the infamous "Azkaban" in the wizarding world. Even in the vast multiverse, this prison is quite famous and is the natal academy for many time travellers.

The same is true for Raven, this is also his "happy hometown"

The people arriving in the dragon chariot were none other than Raven, who had come to "serve his sentence", and Rufus Scrimgeour, who was in charge of "guarding" the "prisoners".

Raven's feet stepped on the expensive, exquisitely crafted and priceless silk carpet, not caring that it would be stained with mud and filth due to his footsteps.

He fully felt the moist sea breeze blowing from the sea,

The wind contained a magical aura condensed from all kinds of negative emotions such as coldness, ominousness, gloom, and pain.

Raven couldn't help but stretch her arms, take a deep breath, and at the same time quickly adjust the magic circulation in her body and switch to the Obscurus mode.

The negative emotional magic in the air was even sweeter to Raven's senses.

"Uh~~~Comfortable~~~"

Raven couldn't help but moan.

The Aurors stationed on the island finally waited for their guests today, their immediate boss's immediate boss, Rufus Scrimgeour, the director in charge of the Department of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, and the man who looked like he came from "Fang" Mr.

Judging from Director Scrimgeour's performance, it seems that this young man is the real boss behind Sharptooth, Raven Nicholas Weasley.

Each of them straightened their bodies, wanting to show off their posture in front of the two big men.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but they felt that the gloomy atmosphere around them had lightened a bit at this moment.

Is this warmth shining on my body the sun?

Stationed here all year round and isolated from the outside world, the difference between guards and prisoners is not that big. Perhaps the only difference is that they will not be attacked by dementors.