The warm winter sun shines on the stone walls, and the towers that have survived the vicissitudes of life still stand majestically.

When McGonagall took office as Headmaster and moved the Headmaster's office from the student dormitory to the tower, the stone statue of the Dripping Beast guarding the door was also moved. At this time, it is still the same as every year, every day, and every second in the past, sitting on the root of the wall, looking into the distance, and fulfilling its duties.

A shadow hung over its head, and it raised its eyes slightly, and in front of it was a man, an unfamiliar face.

"Password. ”

"Get out of the way. ”

The dripping beast stood to its feet.

"What did you say?!"

It roared and was about to pounce on the man. For a moment, the dripping beast's fluttering action suddenly froze, and its fierce demeanor froze on its face, and it turned into a dead thing, becoming a real stone statue.

"Please come in, dear master. ”

The next second, after its eyes regained its agility, it became lowered and pleasing to the eye. Leaping to the side, the wall behind it cracked, making way for a doorway.

When the man entered, he did not climb the stairs, but flew directly to the door of the principal's office. Come here and the door opens automatically. Directly behind the desk opposite, McGonagall was working at her desk.

"Trespassing on someone else's office is not a gentleman's doing. Her eyes were still fixed on the papers on the table, "You said yes, Mr. Henry." ”

The man strolled over to his desk and laid down a money bag and a beautifully packaged bottle of perfume.

"Thank you for borrowing me five hundred gold Galleons, which I will pay back in full. There's also a holiday gift here, I hope you enjoy it. ”

"A perfume worth nearly five hundred gold galleons, I don't have a gift of the same amount for you. Putting down the quill and clasping her hands together, McGonagall looked up.

"Absolutely. The man chuckled, "Professors from various schools, through the space agencies of various countries, have spared no effort to find me, follow me, and spy on me. I'll just take this kind of care as a holiday gift for me. ”

"We're already conservative, please take a seat. McGonagall slowed down, reached to the couch to the side, waited for the man to sit down, and continued, "Sometimes it's easiest to tell the truth, but we didn't tell the story of that day. With so many accidents and disasters, most people's emotions need an outlet, and once a few of us leak the news, the truth will soon be known to everyone. At that time, it will not only be the Ministry of Magic, but the entire wizarding world, and even the entire world. ”

"You can't do this for me, is it because Kevin? And the druid? tell the people that I am the one who started it, that someone will find out who I am, and that they will both be implicated. You don't want them to be subjected to public pressure, social pressure, public opinion. It's been more than two years, and people still don't know the real source of the incident, so it seems that you are very responsible to the students and live up to the name of the principal. ”

"It's a good character to be responsible, Mr. Henry, do you have? I heard from Ms. Olim that you didn't attend the winter festival at Beauxbatons two years ago. For this reason, she complained a lot, saying that you have made a big thing, and you are so cowardly that you dare not even fulfill your previous promise in order to avoid the limelight. ”

The man laughed: "If you really reveal what I have done, I will not care at all." During that time, I was not hiding, but continued to research. ”

"Runemot, they've all been deciphered with the help of the druids, so what else is there to study?"

"Well, what did you discover after this?" the man asked rhetorically.

"The apex of Transfiguration, the Bloodline Transplant Technique, is essentially, completely metamorphosing. The dripping beast that can cast my Transfiguration has become your servant in the blink of an eye, and your Transfiguration attainment is already higher than mine, so it's impossible not to know this technique, right?"

McGonagall, who once taught Transfiguration, is second to none in Transfiguration, even in the entire European wizarding world. Instead of waiting for McGonagall to open the door for him, the man broke the tower's mechanism, and the intention of the knock could not be more obvious. So, by expounding her findings, McGonagall directly picked out the man's mind.

From the time the man opened the office door, until now, although he was amiable on the surface, the sharpness in the words of the two of them was that you came and went, and never stopped.

"In fact, I've restored it. But if you put it in you, maybe it's one step away, isn't it?"

The man's smile was mocking, but McGonagall didn't care, but humbly asked for advice.

"Unfortunately, that's the case. So, what's missing?"

"Kevin should have told you about that continent, right? Do you remember, the so-called divine blood is intended to transform Kevin's bloodline? ”

The man did not answer, and brought up another matter. McGonagall didn't rush to ask about the connection, but went along with what he said.

"What are you trying to illustrate?"

"Here, I can tell you one thing. Whatever I touch, I can change. Right now, this body is just a shell. If I wanted to, no one would find me, not even you. This was the man's second tap, and after McGonagall nodded, he continued, "On that contact, I found that it was not the blood of a god at all, but the blood of an ancient dragon. ”

"You found out after the change?"

"Yes, in a natural secret place, I became a dragon. At that time, I discovered a strange point, but all the creatures around me will have a tendency to dragonize, and the closer I get, the more drastic and complete the change will be. After I became a human again, there were already several dragons turned into other animals around me. ”

"Is this the step that is lacking in the bloodline transplant technique?" McGonagall thought about it, and immediately put the two things right.

"Yes, I can tell you another discovery. Runimowen, their combination, is the genes of a class of organisms. ”

"Genes, I've heard them a few times in the past two years, are Muggle words, and they have a similar meaning to what we call bloodline...... Wait, you mean?"

As if thinking of something, McGonagall couldn't sit still, and walked around the desk to the man.

"It's better to say more than to see. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's body was shrouded in a burst of white light.

When the white light faded, what appeared in place was a tall humanoid. The skin is like clotted fat, the face is like a peach blossom, the long hair is like a waterfall, and the beauty is like a pine. A pair of silver eyes glowing with colorful brilliance are seductive. A pair of pink pointed ears with white velvet, the blood vessels are delicate in the sun.

"That's it, elf. ”

His voice was as clear and sonorous as a stone.

By the time the man spoke, McGonagall was not so surprised by the reincarnation of the elf. After all, he had already given hints many times before. Moreover, a guy who can create a new "god" does not need to make a fuss about it, no matter what he does.

But she was still stunned for a moment, and what puzzled McGonagall was his series of actions.

"You're talking too much. Tell me this, for what purpose?"

"You're finally saying this, 'For what purpose,' that's what you, the Headmasters, have been worried about?" he chuckled, his voice like a silver bell, "You didn't have to borrow Orimu's words to find out about my actions and purposes before. Let me tell you this, in this world, my existence is transcendent, there is no factor, and it is worth my scruples. Therefore, but there is a question, everything is answered. He spread his hands.

"Well, I'm still the same question. ”

McGonagall's face became more serious, and his seemingly arrogant words made her feel a little uneasy inside. She put aside her in-depth approach and turned the conversation back. There are some things that I still don't know.

"Tell you the purpose of this? You may not know that I am the most trouble-feared person. In order to avoid unnecessary troubles in the future, I am trying to dispel your suspicions. Sometimes, the best way to dispel suspicion is to tell all the truth. So, in turn, please tell the other principals everything I said. ”

"I will. So, please go ahead. ”

McGonagall sat back in her office chair and took a sip of her strong tea, she was a little tired. After being bombarded with a saturated stream of information, she needs to refresh herself and clear her mind for what is likely to be an even bigger challenge ahead.

Then he spoke again.

"After this series of discoveries, I found a deep connection between the nature of magic and the genes of magical creatures, what you call bloodlines. So, I took the dragon's bloodline a step further and investigated why it dragonized other creatures. After that, I created, nay, perhaps rediscovered a new script, a script that belonged exclusively to the dragons, the meaning of which could be called infection, or assimilation. ”

McGonagall's mind raced: "This is the final step in the blood transplant technique?"

"Yes. ”

"But you didn't stop there. In the past two years, we have discovered that you have traveled everywhere, and all of them are natural secrets on which magical creatures live, and we were puzzled at first. Now, I see, you're creating a new Magic Language. As a scholar, you've reached the point where you're pushing the envelope, and now that you're done on this journey, can I guess you've achieved your goal?"

"Heh, if things are really that simple, I should say goodbye to this trip. No, I should just leave, there's no need to stay here. He looked at the horizon as if he had walked through the stone wall, "No, that's not my ultimate goal. Frankly, I just came to this world just to make a compass. But now, the harvest is much bigger than expected, and because of this, I have a new idea for the compass. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and an illusion was born in front of the two of them. It was a myriad of double helix structures, split into sections and sections, and under the traction of countless Runi Mowen, they formed a spherical shape.

"I gave the genes of countless ordinary creatures, as well as magical creatures, to the genes of elves. Then, they began to evolve on their own, and finally, they formed this sphere, and this sphere is the Earth. But compared to the one under our feet, the one in front of us is still incomplete. It still lacks the genes of elves, and it lacks the genes of dragons. ”

There was one thing he didn't say explicitly. Genes do not evolve on their own.

As early as in the original super-body universe, when Lucy gave him the genes of global species, he noticed that those genes were gradually alienated and decomposed in the light of creation, and formed a sphere. These are the works of the Light of Creation.

Thinking of the practice routes of those internal mental methods, which gradually evolved into a concrete model of the method of acquired creation, he evolved in Kevin's dream, and then realized that the combination of those genes was a simplified model of the ordinary version of the earth.

The illusion is not untrue, and it is not the elven gene that pulls the genes, but the light of creation. For people like McGonagall, the heavens, the laws, these are too far away to make sense. This is also the reason why he made up a lie and did not over-elaborate.

At this time, he stretched out his hand again, and a silver gene chain, as well as a fiery red gene chain, was born out of thin air. The former turned into starlight and fell into the surface of the sphere, while the latter turned into flames and submerged into the sphere.

"Now, it's the planet beneath our feet. ”

This time, unlike in Kevin's dream, there was no interruption in the presentation. The inscription sphere gradually became flesh and blood, gradually became the ancient earth, and in two or three seconds of rapid evolution, it became a place of civilization. At this time, the ancient war at the end of the Elven Age was being staged above, with the Dragon Empire on one side and the Elven civilization on the other. Under McGonagall's keen gaze, the display was clear.

Ancient history is playing out in front of him, which all wizards, all scholars, cannot ignore, and McGonagall is no exception. But she still looked away with difficulty, looking at the male elf, the scholar at this time.

"What does this have to do with you making the compass?" she forced herself to gather her thoughts, focusing on what was most important to the wizarding world and Muggle society right now.

"In order to make a more powerful compass, I need to exhaust all the secrets of this world. Runim is the first step, and the genes of the earth species are the second. Based on the fact that the elves are from the starry sky, the next third step, I will go to the starry sky. The situation is that I have completed the first two steps. ”

In order to effectively erase the sense of crisis in the hearts of the principals, he didn't say anything, the goal of exploration also included the planet under their feet.

"That's how you dispel our suspicions?tell us that you're about to leave Earth and stop interfering in our world?That's the third step, why don't you leave now?" McGonagall rubbed her forehead, she felt a little headache.

"Because, in this world, there is one more thing, no, a person, that is worth my time for a while. He sighed.

"Kevin?" McGonagall's eyes lit up.

"Yes. He was born by coincidence, and although I did not expect it, I created it in the end, and I must be responsible for it. That's the last reason I'm here. Now, now that I've explained it to this point, Ms. McGonagall, can you tell me where this student, whom you are particularly concerned about, will live after graduation?"

Through the vision, the male elf, whose face is soft and feminine, and who is more relatable than Superman, has his hands propped up on his desk, smiling at McGonagall with a sincere gaze.