In the decades that Gayward had been imprisoned in the Tower of Skye, he had actually seen Dumbledore on one finger.

It wasn't until the war between West France and Germany in Europe began that he saw Dumbledore again.

The environment in the tower was better than the prison he had been in before, but it wasn't much better, otherwise it would have lost the meaning of "imprisonment".

A modest bed, a space that is not too big, but not too small, and a tall ceiling unique to a tall tower building.

However, compared to the cell he used to in, the only difference was that the windows were larger, allowing him to see the stars.

Although many people don't know it, Gayward's astrology is actually very powerful, even to the point of predicting the future.

He had foreseen the First World War decades in advance, and even planned to prepare for it.

So, through astrology, he can even know everything that is happening in this world.

He looked at the sky dome on Sky Island, which was much brighter than the outside world, and always felt like he had returned to the past.

Those days on Skye were the happiest decades of his unfortunate life.

There's no need to fight with people here, because you're either a scholar or a blank slate.

There's no need to worry about any dangers, because there's no safer place in the world than the Isle of Skye.

Moreover, there are many bosom friends here who do not have other benefits attached.

"Zhiya~"

The iron door was opened from the outside.

Gayward withdrew his starry gaze and slowly turned his head to look at Dumbledore standing behind the iron fence.

The starlight from the cell window reflected through the fence on his old face.

Gayward was silent for a moment, then he teased,

"Dumbledore, you're old like an old bark now."

"You're pretty much the same." Dumbledore said.

"We're about the same age." Gaiward said.

After a pause, he sneered, "You shouldn't have come to see me, right?" ”

Dumbledore lowered his eyes and was silent before he spoke.

"I reviewed all your actions at the beginning, although your final idea did not come true, but it is undeniable that it is precisely because of your riot that the entire wizarding world has begun to think formally about how magicians should get along with ordinary people in the human world.

And the appearance of Merlin accelerated this. ”

He slowly raised his head, "With your prophetic powers, you should have anticipated this possibility from the beginning, right?" ”

"What are you trying to express?" Gaiward scoffed, "Think I'm a good person?" ”

Dumbledore shook his head, "I've just wondered why you insisted on making such a big deal out of it when you knew Merlin might make a move.

Now, I've finally figured it out.

Because whether you win or lose, you have a purpose to achieve. ”

"You really like to work on things that don't make sense." Gayward scoffed.

Dumbledore was speechless.

Gayward stared at Dumbledore quietly, "So what, no so what?" If you had known all of this at the time, would you have fulfilled your promise and sided with me? ”

"We were all naïve at the time to think about the pain and sacrifice that might come from this." Dumbledore said in a low voice, "I said that as long as you are for justice, I will stand by your side without hesitation. ”

"Am I not here for justice?" Gayward asked rhetorically.

"You're too aggressive, Gayward." Dumbledore said calmly, "Do you know how many people died in your riots?" Helen was so badly injured by you that she almost died! ”

"Are fewer people dying now?" Gayward scoffed.

Obviously, he was aware of the war that was taking place in the outside world at this moment.

Dumbledore didn't answer, just continued.

"I have a chance to make meritorious contributions, and maybe I can commute your sentence."

"It's a Dragon's Nest thing, right? Gai Ward said.

Dumbledore didn't seem surprised that Gayward would know about the outside world after being locked up here for so long, and just continued.

"What about your wishes?"

"What do you think?" There was a taunt on Gayward's lips.

Dumbledore didn't answer, he just silently pulled out a picture from his body, and he placed it on the ground along the gap in the fence.

"I'll do it again tomorrow, and I respect your choice."

As he spoke, he closed the door again.

For a moment, the cell was quiet again

Gayward paused for a long time, slowly stepped forward to pick up the photo, and his eyes opened slightly when he saw the person in the photograph.

It was a magical picture of a woman, standing in the courtyard, very happy to show others his newly bought little dress, the woman was not very beautiful, but at a glance you could see that it was very gentle, her smile was very bright, like a little sun.

That's his mother.

Before entering prison, he suffered a punishment in which he was robbed of the most important thing in his memory.

He forgot what his mother looked like.

Looking at the photo, though, some memories of the past began to come back to his mind - it was something he had been taken from him by the Magical Guild.

He gently stroked the photo, but didn't say a word.

Dumbledore had actually been seeking a commutation of his sentence for all these years.

But apparently, with his reputation as a "child" in the wizarding world, this is almost impossible, and the Magical Society has always been jealous of Dumbledore's popularity, pushing him out of the center of power.

It is almost impossible to reduce the sentence.

Gayward knew his friend well, and while he had a wisdom worthy of anyone else, he was still naïve compared to the dirty politicians.

Although he has the ability to overturn the entire magical world, he is always willing to follow the rules.

But it must have been a lot of commitment for him to get this thing back from the Magic Society

Time always makes people think about many things, and he doesn't really have any hatred for Dumbledore.

He was not surprised by the choice Dumbledore would make.

His parents were servants of the aristocracy, and he also suffered humiliation in the aristocratic school, and he also deeply experienced the oppression and exploitation of the lower class by the upper class.

In fact, it was not only him, but also Gayward, who was also a victim of those upper classes.

For Dumbledore, the power possessed by a mage was even more terrifying than that of a nobleman who controlled the economy, power and the army.

In the face of the aristocracy, if the people really could not stand the exploitation, they could take up arms to overthrow the government.

But in the face of the magician, there really is no way.

Because no matter how much the aristocracy oppressed mankind, it could not completely erase the spirit of resistance of the people.

Magicians, on the other hand, can really transform human beings spiritually.

But Gayward always believed that the world always had to be driven by the first mover, and if human civilization could not move forward if it did not take that step because of some possible drawbacks.

There are also righteous people among magicians, and if there is real injustice in such a world, then it will naturally be corrected by magicians.

He didn't feel like he was wrong, and he didn't feel Dumbledore was wrong.

So, they choose to decide the future of this world through their own powers.

And just like the magic duels they used to have.

Obviously, he lost.

And as a result, he accepted it calmly.

Dumbledore was not a man who liked politics, and he even hated it, believing it to be a dirty thing.

At that time, he chose to come out to vote in order to stop himself.

He failed, and there was no need for him to become the president of the Magic Society again.

And the reason why such a politician-hated person chose to be the president of the Magic Association for two years is actually obvious.

Suffice it to say, Dumbledore has done everything he can.

Geward let out a long breath of cloudy air, and slowly turned his head to look at the starry sky through the window.

In the north, a dim star twinkles and twinkles, looming, emitting a dark light, an indescribable light, and although it is night at the moment, the star is very distinct.

In astrology, the name of that star is called the Death Omen.

The appearance of this star basically means that the time of death is approaching.

So, from that moment on, Gayward knew that once he walked out of this tower, he would also die, which was his destined fate.

And that's exactly what happened.

On the battlefield of Verdun, if Merlin had not arrived, he would have been defeated by the dragon.

Because at that time, he had already squeezed the last drop of magic out of his body, and even so, the dragon still did not die.

And this time, he was also supposed to die after being poisoned by fire, but it was because of Merlin that he got another chance.

Merlin has always been outside of Gayward's predictions.

His movements do not manifest in the stars, and no amount of foresight magic can predict them.

And all his every move can easily change the established future.

That's actually why he lost in the first place.

Because the future he hoped for was not the future Merlin wanted

That's what he's been in this cage for a long time.

However, even though he had known about this outcome, he agreed to Dumbledore's request and went to the Dragon's Lair to garrison.

Because he also divined a film about Dumbledore's future.

If he doesn't get out of the tower, then he will be the one who shines the death omen.

There is no doubt that he is the only one in the wizarding world who can face those dragons besides him.

The long memory was interrupted, and Gayward's consciousness became more and more blurred with the passage of time, and in his blurred vision, he could still see the dragon that was constantly gnawing at his body.

This time, Merlin didn't strike again

He felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, surrounded by endless darkness, bottomless, while he kept falling, falling, gradually swallowed up by the darkness

"Gayward!"

He seemed to hear a familiar voice in his ears, and he turned his head slowly, and in the darkness, young Dumbledore walked towards him.

He looked like he was in his teens, with a heavy book in his hand, black-rimmed glasses on his nose, a ruddy complexion, and a look of excitement.

He handed the book to Gayward.

"Look what I found? p. 99. ”

Gaiward subconsciously reached out and took the book, he opened it and looked at it, and continued.

"Flame Curse?"

"Yes, after being summoned, it will become more and more powerful, and these fires can be simulated into the form of some monsters, and they will continue to hunt down almost anything that can burn, regardless of whether they are friends or enemies." Dumbledore said.

Somehow, Gayward felt as if he had been through it all, and subconsciously followed the conversation he remembered and began to talk to him.

"I've learned this spell." "It's dark magic, and it's dangerous, and it's easy to get hurt if you get hurt because of the increasingly powerful traits, and it's easy to get hurt without distinguishing between friend and foe." ”

"But we can transform it!" Dumbledore said excitedly, "Come to think of it, Gaward, this is almost the most powerful magic we can come to our hands, and if we can transform him into a controllable one, we will definitely become the most powerful magician under Merlin!" ”

"Do you dare to think only of fantasy under Merlin?" Gayward scoffed.

Dumbledore smiled a little embarrassedly, "Professor Merlin is too powerful, the more I learn, the more powerful I feel that it is not at all the same dimension as us. ”

This time, Gayward didn't deny it, just nodded silently.

"I actually already have a little idea." Dumbledore said, "For example, we may be able to add the magic of armor amulet, which has a protective magic circuit, and may add some stability to the fire. ”

Gayward thought for a moment, then handed the book back to Dumbledore.

"Maybe."

Dumbledore didn't answer, just silently closed the book, and then he slowly raised his head and looked at Gayward Road.

"Do you remember what we said before?"

Gaiward obviously didn't come out of the conversation just now, and was stunned for a moment, and then said suspiciously.

"What?"

Dumbledore said slowly, "We said that we would stand behind each other in the future and face all the enemies together, but now, you are going to leave first, are you going to break your promise?" ”

"Leave first?"

As these words fell, Gai Ward's eyes opened, and images of everything that had happened in the dream gradually came to his mind.

He looked around and found himself still in the endless darkness.

He was silent for a moment, "The enemy I'm facing is too strong. ”

"You are Gaward Hognids, the Dark Lord who terrifies the entire wizarding world! You didn't give up in the face of the entire wizarding world, are you going to give up now? Dumbledore asked rhetorically, "What's more, can't it really be defeated?" ”

After a pause, the "Dumbledore" continued, "Your strength is the same, and you should be evenly matched in theory. However, your lack of experience with the new body has become the basis for the enemy to defeat you.

But don't forget that you also have power that it doesn't have.

You are a magician, so you should use magic to defeat your enemies. ”

"Magic." Gaiward muttered softly, he lowered his head and looked at the magic book in Dumbledore's hand, his eyes flickering.

"When you become a dragon, the vast amount of magic in you will become an excellent fuel for magic, and the magic you use will be far more powerful than before," Dumbledore muttered in a low voice.

He looked at Gayward, his eyes bright like a fire swaying in the wind.

"Go, Gayward!

Recite the incantation.

The spell you and I created together"

Gayward's eyes widened on the battlefield, and he broke free from his memories.

The dragon's eyes reflected Nighod's hideous face, his flesh hanging from its teeth, blood sliding from the corners of its mouth.

It roared violently and bit down on Gayward's neck, intending to finish him here once and for all.

But at this moment, a low groan came from its ears.

"Fiendfire."

In an instant, a dark blue flame occupies Nighod's sight (end of chapter)