the lost castle

Melville, um, this is where it has always been proud of being different from others of its kind. It has a more aristocratic name than the ancient dragon - Melville is a Heshidili black dragon that is just 130 years old this year. It likes to eat very fresh The venison, preferably alive, of course, its knight is not in such a good spirit to help it deal with lunch.

Uh, when it comes to knights, other humans seem to call it its master, hmph, the Heshidia black dragon doesn't have a master.

It flits across the sky, although this is not its territory, but the habitual tyranny of the black dragon of Heshidia and the aggressiveness of patrolling the territory still make it fly very low, and it can directly grab a large prey from the ground and fly to it. In the air, when you are lazy, find a piece of land and throw it down to eat evenly broken lunch. When you are energetic, you might as well let the prey struggle for a while, tear off the fur and muscles little by little, and eat after drinking enough hot blood. good choice.

But today it is in a very bad mood.

You wouldn't be happy if you knew your pal, well, its knight and its titular owner was at a dinner party at a castle on the other side of the Stewart Mire.

There are mellow wine and delicious food, as well as an endless stream of noble women, gathering all Muggle nobles and wizards of ancient blood on the islands of England who can come here, even those from the Frankish kingdom on the other side of the sea guest.And it has to worry about today's lunch!

What kind of magical creatures live in this big quagmire?

Melville was tangled and wandering endlessly in the sky, and the few little things scurrying around were not enough for him to get stuck between his teeth. Although he never expected to hunt his favorite deer here, at least he had to There is a wild wolf and a fox, do they really want to swallow rabbits? Well, the rabbits here are considered big, and if you look closely, they are all rats.

The quagmire is so vast and rich, and there are no highly poisonous magical creatures except in a few areas, so the only explanation is that there are terrible creatures hidden under the quagmire, which ate up all the large animals here. Thinking of this, Melville had to When the height is raised to more than 60 meters, the Heshidili black dragon likes to fly close to the height of the tree, which is convenient for them to attack, but Melville also does not want to be attacked by the same high-level magical creatures as lunch targets.It should not be dragged down from a height of three meters above the sea by a sea monster that has not yet figured out what it is like last time. If its knights hadn't come to rescue it in time, Melville would be very proud of himself. It is doubtful whether it can still fly.

Damn, damn, wizard's banquet, why are magical creatures not allowed to attend?

No, there are magical creatures like Veela vampires mixed in, who seriously despise wizards who discriminate against magical creatures in human form and non-human form!

Melville, who had already given up on this vast quagmire and quickly approached a dense forest near the Abigail Mountains in the distance, just pulled out a haughty arc on his lips, when his eyes suddenly went dark, and his huge body couldn't stop. Hold on, although I flapped my wings instinctively to escape this sudden shadow, but because it was flying too fast before, and it was too heavy, even the most powerful magical creature could not change the direction of flight in an instant Well, even the F21 cars of the 1st century don't have this kind of performance, so there is no suspense that Melville directly hit it——

"Ow—"

Melville clearly heard the cracking sound of his right wing bone breaking, and let out a long howl of pain. The sound shook the whole forest and shook towards the Stewart Mire from afar.

There is no dragon and no one has told it that a castle will appear out of thin air in the sky!

Lost the balance ability of the right wing, although it has been found that the extra wall in front is a solid wall, but there is still no way to avoid the fact that it directly hits it. Fortunately, its body is much stronger than the wings——

"boom!"

The sky is spinning and the sky is full of stars.

Melville's paws held on tightly to the brick, trying to stop his body's powerless slide. Obviously, this was very unsuccessful. After knocking over two windowsills, it barely understood that it hit a tower. There are many floors, just such a hasty glance, this is indeed a castle that is rarely seen in England, so large and perfect that even the oldest nobles would be proud to live in such a place.

But that doesn't save the fact that it fell all the way~~~

Such a beautiful castle is about to be partially destroyed by its body, wait, no matter how beautiful the castle suddenly appears and let it hit, it is so big and has such a tall tower...

"boom!"

It was like falling into a castle.

But, but—why hasn't there been a third impact yet?Who built this castle, is there no floor blocking it from the top to the first floor?This time it's miserable-well, what are these messy things, section by section?

"what----"

Melville was puzzled, it wasn't the barking.

Wait, this section is about stairs, but why are they stairs?Why are the stairs in this castle still flying everywhere?Are wizards living here, or ordinary wizards?Melville scratched his face fiercely with his uninjured left wing—is this not nonsense, the Muggle castle will appear instantly?

It seems to see the ground.

But I also saw a few people standing on the ground, Merlin, if one or two were killed, the other knights would not blame it.

"Boom!!" "Oh——"

(In a castle in the middle of the Stewart Mire in the distance, among the dancing skirts, among the nobles who are talking happily on the surface with a crystal cup, two people standing near the open-air platform:

"Lord Gryffindor, does that seem to be Melville's voice?"

"It's okay, he just likes to toss...")

Firmly believing that half of his bones were broken, and the unlucky Heshidili Black Dragon was pressing something under him, he managed to open his eyes, but was horrified to see that the flying stairs in mid-air were all being assembled, and some of the people under it It is also just around the corner, as if trying to jump up desperately.

"George! No!!"

A strangely dressed woman rushed towards it crying and angrily, as if she wanted to strangle it alive.

"Lord, it's holding Fenrir down. Lord?!"

And this woman dressed in black, with disheveled hair and blood red lips seemed to be in an even more abnormal state of mind.

Uh, but this furry claw protruding from under Melville's wings seems to be holding down some humanoid creature?Well, this smell is a werewolf, but it will definitely turn into a pulp.

"Lord? No—"

"Harry, where are you?"

The Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters were already in a mess. They suddenly came out of the darkness and heard a violent impact sound from above. They were frightened and quickly dodged. No one paid attention to the question of why they could move freely if the castle was worn out again. , followed by countless bricks, stairs, and even a black dragon falling down!Hogwarts, where are you again Merlin!It's not a big deal, but it's too late to be sad when the dragon just fell on the spot where George was just now, when he finds out that Harry and Voldemort have disappeared from the corridor on the second floor where they were facing each other. Did they enter the secret passage?still?

Everyone didn't dare to think about it anymore.