A rainbow bridge formed by magic runs through the glacier.

The sheer power of magic freezes forever wherever it passes.

The box vibrated continuously, gradually breaking free from the withered ground plants.

If it continues, not only the glacier, but also the entire dragon farm will be destroyed.

"Why is there such a dangerous thing in the dragon farm?"

John couldn't help but curse, and words kept floating out of the box.

He carefully identified it and found that it was an ancient script.

"Ice Box?" Reading the words above, John felt ridiculous.

The legendary treasure of the land of giants, an artifact capable of freezing everything.

In the wizarding world, there is a myth, Rao is John, and it also takes time to digest it.

The wand was aimed at the Ice Crate, and John's magic worked, trying to destroy the thing.

"Broken bones!"

When the white light hits the Ice Crate, it shatters the Ground Enchantment, which does not deal damage on the Ice Crate.

John didn't give up and continued to use all kinds of spell attacks.

Without exception, the Ice Box continued to move, freezing everything.

At this time, John was helpless, he thought that maybe Heimdall was really blind, and let himself come down directly led to the destruction of the entire dragon field.

At that moment, a silver thread floated in front of his eyes.

Looking away, he saw the fragment of his soul.

Soul shards flew towards the frozen man, trying to penetrate the ice.

John looked stunned, and then a strange thought popped up, "That can't be the soul of an ice sculpture, right?" ”

He looked at the soul and saw that something was wrong.

Under the impact of the powerful torrent of ice, the soul fragments that were like broken candles in the wind were unscathed.

"Cold snaps are only for what exists." There was a gleam in his eyes.

The soul fragment floated to John's side and asked him for help.

"You want me to melt the ice sculpture?" John asked.

Soul fragments flew up and down, as if to say 'yes'.

John took a deep breath and horns grew from his head and wings from his back.

The body size quickly expands, and it soon transforms into a dragon form.

Aiming at the ice sculpture, John opened his mouth.

"The flames are blazing!"

Flameshoots, crimson flames set ablaze to the ice sculptures.

Under this high temperature enough to melt the rock, the ice sculpture slowly melts.

"Not enough firepower."

The scales on John's neck glowed, and he unleashed the dragon's breath again, this time with a more terrifying flame.

As time passed, the ice sculpture finally melted.

John turned back into human form, and was about to let the soul fragments pass, when he saw the stiff man washed away by the torrent, flying straight out and falling against the wall.

The body shattered to the ground.

John: "......" What did he work so hard for?

The soul fragment didn't expect this either, and the soul that was still flying paused.

"Forget it, it's better to rely on others than on yourself."

When John saw this, he knew he couldn't count on anyone else.

With a wave of his wand, John's eyes turned into dragon pupils.

Tongues of fire spat out from the tip of the staff, converging into a crimson dragon.

"Blazing!"

Summoning a fierce fire, the irresistible torrent was blocked for a moment.

The entire room was set on fire, and John controlled the fire to pounce on the ice box that was shooting a torrent.

Under the terrifying fire, the ice crystals covering the ice box began to melt.

The torrent slammed into the fire, and the fire roared and collided with it.

Two terrifying magics, absolute cold and a fire that burns everything.

The two are-for-tat, and no one will let anyone.

John simply let go of the fire.

The body of the fierce fire that had lost its restraint skyrocketed, and under the torrent of the ice box, it could not escape.

"Soul Eater."

Raising his right hand, black silk threads emerge from the limited glove, gradually turning the silver arm into black.

John's right eye also turned black, and the threads spread towards the Ice Box.

His expression was solemn, and the Soul Eater Curse gradually wrapped around the Ice Box.

Wrap the entire Ice Crate inside.

In an instant, the cold that almost froze his soul enveloped John's body.

His body froze little by little.

His eyes widened, it shouldn't be.

Why, the soul is frozen?

It was too late to withdraw, and John could only watch as the ice crystals wrapped himself up.

As he was about to lose consciousness, John saw the soul fragments rush towards him.

Without hesitation, John reached out and grabbed the soul fragment.

The next second.

His mind stagnated.

Holding an outstretched hand, the Soul Eater continued to wrap around the Ice Box.

The fierce fire gradually stopped under the torrent, and ice crystals appeared on the flames.

Then the flame dragon was gradually frozen, and the fire melted the ice crystals, and the torrent covered the ice crystals.

The strange balance between the two is to temporarily stop the trend of torrent destruction.

It's just that this balance will gradually break as the fire wears away.

At that time, a frozen world will emerge.

The fierce fire is getting weaker and weaker, and the torrent can freeze even the flames.

。。。 m.

"Click."

Suddenly.

There was a crunch.

The soul fragment moved slowly over John's body.

Finally came to the right hand.

The Soul Eater spell is connected to the Ice Crate to form a portal.

John guessed correctly, the Ice Box didn't freeze souls.

Little by little, the soul fragments moved into the passage, and the soul fragments squeezed into a pinpoint shape and stabbed hard at the ice box.

The Ice Box burst through a small hole, blocked by soul fragments.

The other end of the soul fragment turned into a silver thread and was attached to John's hand.

The silver thread shone brightly.

The stagnant consciousness gradually recovered, and the mind began to become active.

John found himself unable to move, but the magic was still working.

His eyes moved, and he saw the silver thread.

With all his might, he moved his fingers and touched it.

At this moment, consciousness squeezed together, compressed and condensed from the silver silk thread, and finally swelled suddenly.

His eyes were no longer in the golden room, but in a place that resembled a mystical illusion.

"You're finally here."

John turned around after a brief trance, and he looked down at his body, where his clothes had changed to white.

The voice came, and he looked up to see a man standing in front of him.

The man's tone was relaxed with a hint of happiness.

But it doesn't matter, what matters is that this man has a face that is exactly the same as that of Axis.

"Shouldn't you explain?" John steadied himself and looked at the man indifferently.

With embarrassment on the man's face, he scratched his head and said, "Actually, I wanted to solve the hidden danger here back then, but the power here is even more powerful than I imagined, and it can only be temporarily sealed." ”

As he spoke, the man seemed to suddenly remember something, and held out his hand to John, with a kind smile on his face, "Forget to introduce yourself, we are all in the same house." ”

"Out of the same door?"

"Of course, we're a school." The man puffed out his chest and was proud.

John was stunned for a moment, and asked strangely, "You are also a Hogwarts student?" ”

The man smiled slightly and said, "And I'm also a Slytherin, you can call me Ambrosius or call me by my name......"

"Merlin Ambrosius."

John froze in place, his brain not reacting at once.

After reacting, he couldn't help but let out a startled yell, "Merlin's beard—"

"Ahem." Ambrosius reached out and touched his white chin, and said helplessly, "I don't know why you always worry about my beard. ”

John was taken aback for a moment, and finally accepted the fact that Merlin was in front of him.

He suddenly remembered the body outside, his face was strange, and he stopped talking.

"Say it." Ambrosius knew there was something when he looked at him.

John pondered and asked, "So you're dead?" No, I mean you're alive until now? Just now your body was shattered to slag. ”

Some incoherent, not John, but anyone who sees Merlin, the legendary archmage, will do the same.

Ambrosius was very patient, and said, "You can say the same, but I don't know. ”

His answer was strange, and Ambrosius explained, "Strictly speaking, I'm not really Merlin, I'm Merlin from Hogwarts. ”

"Uh...... What's the difference? John asked like a schoolboy.

Ambrosius simply sat down and said, "The difference is that that the legendary Merlin can be me, and I am not necessarily the legendary Merlin. ”

Ordinary people are probably confused by Ambrosius's words, but John, as an alchemist, can hear more meanings.

"You mean, you have a relationship with the legendary Merlin, probably the creator and the created?"

"That's right." Ambrosius couldn't help but applaud John very much, "You know the Horcruxes, I'm similar to the Horcruxes, I have some kind of relationship with that Merlin, but they are independent of each other. ”

"So after Merlin created it, you enrolled in Hogwarts, and the wizard Heimdall was talking about, are you or Merlin?"

John remembered the wizard who had taught Heimdall to prophesy, and he wondered which Merlin it was.

Ambrosius shrugged and said, "I think it should be him, or maybe another Merlin, after all, I came in later and the seal failed." ”

This Merlin came in from behind, frozen up.

John is even more eccentric, with Merlin of Hogwarts and the legendary Giants Realm artifact coming together.

Are you sure you're in The Wizarding World of Harry Potter?

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Some people died, but not completely......