The day to become the final boss

"Oh, Merlin, what did I see? An unknown magic pattern that has never been recorded in the classics?" A young witch with brown hair and charming waves saw the magic pattern on the ground from a distance, holding the magic pattern in her arms. He trotted over with a thick book in his arms, "What does it do, Godric?"

Godric repeated the function of the magic pattern, and the witch's eyes burst into a strong light that almost blinded Wan Mo's eyes.

"Rowena Ravenclaw." Godric spread his hands and shrugged slightly apologetically and helplessly, "Our smart Ravenclaw lady is always a little...well-overly enthusiastic about learning, She's actually quite a lady..."

Wan Mo "...".

Well, in the face of the onset of research obsession, Godric also found it completely unconvincing for Ravenclaw, who was so eager to lie on the ground to observe the magic pattern, and had completely automatically blocked the two living people around him.

"Hey, Mr. Moores, I can introduce you to other places in Hogwarts."

……

After Godric and Wanmo left, Rowena raised her head from the study, her brown eyes were clear, she frowned heavily, her complexion was not very good-looking.

A black-robed wizard appeared beside her. He had black hair, green eyes, a thin figure, pale skin and indifferent eyes. He was pressing his lips tightly.

"Have you noticed, Salazar?" Rowena rubbed her forehead with her white fingers, "The magic ornaments on his body."

Salazar Slytherin nodded, "I think he has seen through my invisibility spell. The superimposed magic lines on the magic ornaments on his body are similar to those we found in the ancient temple three years ago. The rest are simply unrecognizable."

Three years ago, when he, Godric, and Rowena were besieged by the paladins of the Holy See, they strayed into an ancient temple hidden by space magic. Dilapidated, but also left some messages that the magic world of this era has never touched.Ancient magic is esoteric, mysterious and even cruel, and its effects are far beyond the reach of contemporary magic.

For a long time, wizards have been improving magic from generation to generation, making them easier to understand and easier to use without the need to squeeze huge magic power from wizards whose blood has become thinner than in ancient times.

At that time they found some ancient magic items and ancient magweave, and it took Salazar and Rowena a year to figure out the function of the magweave.

Those magic lines are used to confine magic power. They even have the same effect on the holy power of paladins and ascetics of the Holy See. Even just one can stop a powerful cardinal.

But miraculously, they appeared on Mr. Moores, who was said to be visiting Hogwarts, and there were a whole dozen of them-every magical ornament he wore was layered with layers and other mysterious A dozen of the magic patterns piled up together!

Those beautiful magic ornaments, as long as others wear one of them casually, their lives and even their souls will be imprisoned instantly.

"Salazar, I feel that the magic lines on Mr. Moers' body are older and more complete than what we got, maybe even the original." Rowena put down her hand rubbing her forehead, her voice was dry, " But he—”

But his magic power is also so strong that it makes people feel unfathomable, and the silent and wandless magic is easy to come by.

"There is also this magic pattern that can produce the memory of the soul of a death wizard, Merlin, it touches the law of death." Rowena lowered her head weakly.

Salazar remained silent. No matter who Mers was or what he was doing at Hogwarts, they couldn't stop him.

But it is certain that this visitor is an ancient, overpowering, non-human being.

Wanmo · is so powerful that people can't resist/existence other than human beings/Mr. Death, he still doesn't know how much he has revealed. In his impression, the magic pattern on the magic jewelry has disappeared thousands of years ago. And there is no book record; and magical portraits are taken for granted at Hogwarts.

He is now being led deep into the castle by the Gryffindor Lion King with ulterior motives.

Godric, who had just recalled why he was familiar with the magic patterns on Mr. Moers' jewelry, was sweating coldly, leading the old man to another problem creature that gave them a headache.

There is a dragon in the magic room below the castle at Hogwarts.

More precisely, it is the soul of an ancient dragon.

When the school was first established, they didn't notice Gu Long's existence until they accidentally woke it up.

If the current dragons are high-level magic and potion materials that can be obtained by siege for wizards, then for ancient magic dragons, wizards are some refreshments that can be jumped around.

Even if only the soul of this ancient dragon remains.

As soon as he woke up, he showed them how powerful he was, and he needed to suck the life force of magical creatures, and kill all the wizard babies in the castle if they didn't find food for the great ancient magic dragon.

After Godric and Salazar threw two werewolves, a vampire who attacked students, a dark wizard who liked to gouge out children's hearts to make potions, and a templar, the four of them took advantage of it to let down their vigilance and quickly get rid of it. It's sealed up.

But the seal has been loosened, and the angry roar of the dragon can sometimes be heard in the past two days.

Wan Mo was standing in front of the seal with a strange expression on his face.

Cold sweat broke out on Godric's head, standing by and keeping his big smile on.

"Your Excellency Gryffindor, I thought I was just here to visit?" Wan Mo tilted his head slightly.

"Oh, honorable Lord Moores, I thought you liked Hogwarts?" Godric raised his eyebrows. He was betting that Wanmo didn't show any malice from the beginning, and even helped Hogwarts stay Under the attitude of the portrait magic circle, this powerful gentleman obviously hopes that Hogwarts can exist for a long time.

"Of course, I like it, although it's not charming enough." Wan Mo also raised his eyebrows.

"I know how powerful you are, Your Excellency," Godric glanced at the magic jewelry on his body, his tone was very sincere, and he pointed to the seal helplessly, "So that this place won't be turned into ruins when you come next time, Maybe you can help?"

Wan Mo "...".

Knowing that the other party is a powerful existence that is far from being irresistible, but still calculating in order to protect important things, is this the bravery of the Gryffindor lion?

Wan Mo, who had been tricked, wanted to raise his hand and pat the sweaty lion's head to comfort him, but because Godric was a head taller than him (the average height of Chinese people is nothing compared to that of foreigners) Sex) had no choice but to give up, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The seal shattered.

The huge roar of anger was mixed with coercion, "Oh! You little bugs, how dare you fool the great ancient dragon, I want to chew your flesh and let the master put your soul into it. Hell! I'm going to—"

"Ferrigas." A cold voice interrupted Gu Long's roar.

The gigantic, sixty-foot-tall Dragon Soul maintained its jaws and claws in a daze, looking down at the two relatively small human bodies below.

Five seconds later, it scratched the back of its head with its ferocious bone spurs with its sharp claws honestly, and said to itself, "So I haven't woken up yet." It floated towards the hill of gold coins not far away. Ke actually felt amused that it wanted to go back to sleep.

The corner of Wan Mo's mouth twisted slightly. He waved his left hand and put all the rings on it into the storage space.

Godric suddenly jumped back in horror, and with the disappearance of the ring, Moles exuded an indescribably terrifying aura, which made him want to kneel and tremble on the ground, his body Consciousness wanted to rebel, but the soul screamed for him to submit.