Chapter 170 Three-headed Ghidorah
Chapter 170 Three-headed Ghidorah
In the abandoned classroom, Albert and Dumbledore, who had used the Disillusionment Curse to hide their figures, stood next to the Mirror of Erised.
"Is this how you test his character? It seems that our savior classmate is not very good either."
The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched, looking at Harry Potter who was obsessed with the Mirror of Erised in front of him, he wished he could lift the Disillusionment Curse and go out and beat him.
"I thought he could quickly overcome the temptation of the Mirror of Erised. Maybe I should consider letting him accept your so-called social beating."
The two of them used magic to isolate the sound from outside, so they could talk freely without worrying about disturbing Harry.
"What night is this?" Albert raised his chin towards Harry, but under the Disillusionment Curse, Dumbledore couldn't see his movements at all.
Dumbledore sighed, "According to the house elves' reports, it's been a week."
"The combination of Harry and Ron, do you think they can pass the levels you asked the professors to set?" Albert expressed doubts as the Iron Triangle lacked the Corner of Wisdom.
The performance of this scumbag duo in class is really terrible.
Hermione is not as close to the two as in the original book, so she does not help them with the class assignments left by the professor like in the original book.
This is how the nightmare of the two bad students begins.
I couldn't understand or learn anything in class, and I did extremely poorly in homework after class. Every time, I held my quill to the parchment, looking at each other, and was still unable to write.
It was barely completed until DDL was almost here.
To say that they barely finished it is to look down upon them. Even I couldn't understand what they wrote. They copied everything from textbooks and pieced it together.
Full of nonsense.
Every time Professor McGonagall was grading Harry's Transfiguration homework, he would feel a pain in his head, followed by a deep suspicion. Is this child really James' biological child?
His father's talent in transfiguration was obviously so high, and he completed his Animagus with her help while he was in school.
Every time Harry and his friends were in Transfiguration class, the four scumbags in their dormitory didn't even dare to look at Professor McGonagall.
It took them more than a month to barely master turning a match into a needle.
This is a far cry from the little beaver who successfully deformed a match in just one day.
Dumbledore sometimes even wondered, is it necessary to cultivate such a good savior?
"Professor, what is your animagus?"
"Uh, it's the Phoenix." Dumbledore was a little confused as to why Albert suddenly asked about this at this time.
After getting the answer from Dumbledore, Albert suddenly understood why the Phoenix came when members of the Dumbledore family were in need. This was definitely because someone in their ancestors had merged with the blood of the Phoenix.
"Can you maintain it for a long time?"
Dumbledore shook his head, completely ignoring that in his current invisible state, Albert could not see his movements: "No, the form of the magical Animagus is not stable enough, so I never use it."
Albert can probably guess why.
The Phoenix bloodline passed down from our ancestors may have become weak long ago, which is why Dumbledore was unable to stably maintain the Phoenix's magical Animagus form.
Just like the twin brothers, the blood concentration of the two mutant subspecies of gryphons they fused was not enough to transform them into real griffins.
Therefore, when the two brothers combined to perform magical Animagus, the blood concentration exceeded the minimum concentration required to transform into a griffon. This is why the two brothers were able to transform into a legendary creature like a griffin.
The phoenix is ready-made, and Fox is squatting on the perch in the principal's office.
Albert decided to boil a Phoenix blood fusion potion for Dumbledore when he returned home, so that Lao Deng's combat power could be further improved.
Moreover, after integrating the blood of magical creatures, the life span will be increased to a certain extent. Old Deng, the pillar and anchor of the British magical world, cannot fail so quickly.
"Professor, after integrating the blood of magical creatures, the five people in our organization can all perform magical animagus, and they can maintain it stably for a long time..."
Dumbledore's expression suddenly became serious: "Is it really a magical Animagus?"
"I can use the basilisk's tail as a wand to cast magic, and the thunderbird transformed by Woz can control the wind and rain, and control thunder and lightning..."
"It seems I have one more favor to ask of you."
"You don't have to ask me, I will also prepare the blood fusion potion for you. Now, you should step forward to stop the Internet addicted boy."
Dumbledore was used to Albert spitting out a few strange words from time to time.
The matter of the magical Animagus was put aside for the moment. Dumbledore lifted the Disillusionment Curse and stood quietly not far behind Harry.
"Are you here again? Harry?"
……
Albert looked at Elizabeth with a smile in his eyes, "Didn't you previously dislike the monster that would turn into a half-human, half-magical animal after blood fusion? Why did you suddenly change your mind now?"
"I also want to master the magical Animagus!" Elizabeth put her right hand behind her back, "Guess what I found in the Forbidden Forest?"
"What did you find?"
"Look! I call it Ghidorah! Isn't it cute!" Elizabeth took her right hand out from behind her back, and there was a small orange snake with three heads wrapped around her wrist.
Albert: "..."
If he guessed correctly, this should be a rune snake, a dangerous magical animal classified as XXXX by the Ministry of Magic.
And judging from its appearance, this rune snake must have been fully grown. It was just reduced in size by Elizabeth using a shrinking spell and then worn as a bracelet on her wrist. Is it so shameless?
An adult rune snake has a head as big as a small truck. Although the rune snake itself is not a particularly vicious animal, it was once a beloved pet of dark wizards, no doubt because of their Love its eye-catching and scary appearance.
And now Elizabeth calls this thing "cute" and gives it a name?
I, the Rune Snake, don’t want to lose face?
Albert couldn't help but stretched out his hand to wrap around Ghidorah's three heads. The shrunken rune snake was indeed quite cute, but he still liked its original size.
"The Poison Leopard's poison sac is still enough to make the last few potions. Let me help you brew them in the next few days."
Now that there is time and space that can regulate the flow of time, it does not take long to brew a blood fusion potion.
"Evo, have you found a solution to the series of problems caused by providing energy to the sealed space and the fact that the sealed beast is an entity?"
"Not yet. The only way I can think of now is to transform it with black magic. But with my current level of magic, there is no way I can transform Wan Shen."
Elizabeth blinked: "Want me to help?"
"It would be even better if you could be a part of it."
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