Two Worlds: I studied abroad at Hogwarts

Chapter 265 The Court Mage's Purpose

The Federation of Gracia was established less than a hundred years ago.

Their experience in governing the country was all gained through trial and error, but the spellcasters' understanding of magic was completely different.

Spellcasters initially received guidance from the Holy Church, and later borrowed the combat magic of court mages on the battlefield.

Through these studies, they formed their own magic system.

But no matter how much experience this system borrowed from external magic organizations, they had not been exposed to real flying magic.

To spellcasters like Leighton Gavin, flying magic is like the bright stars hanging high in the sky, mysterious and out of reach.

In the entire federation, including the dean of the Spellcaster Academy, who was also a good friend of the old marshal, no one had mastered the magical secret of long-distance flight.

The court wizards of the Maynila Empire, who have been in a long-term confrontation with the Federation, can only fly with the help of fire dragons, this ancient and powerful magical creature.

As for the mysterious magic blood robe draped behind the court wizard, it can only achieve short-distance displacement.

But even such a robe caused the caster to suffer a lot during the war.

For wizards living on the entire continent of Lauseth, flying is like a brilliant but illusory dream lingering in their hearts.

Countless people have spent their entire lives exploring, but no one has ever been able to cross that gap.

The two federal lieutenant generals widened their eyes in shock as they watched Han Shaman leave on his flying broom.

Their eyes were filled with disbelief, as if they had seen a miracle that turned the world upside down.

"Are you sure the tribal wizard hasn't mastered this flying magic before!"

Leighton Gavin, the battle-hardened leader of the federal spellcasters with eyes as sharp as an eagle, came to his senses in an instant.

His eyes were like a ray of cold light shooting straight at Lieutenant General Dylan.

In his mind, the fact that the tribal wizard mastered the magic of flying was like a blockbuster bomb, enough to change the situation of the entire war.

This is undoubtedly a vital military secret. Once the federal top leaders know about it, the carefully formulated war strategy will be completely overturned.

Lieutenant General Dilan looked sincere, with beads of sweat appearing on his anxious forehead.

He quickly waved his hands in defense, "I really don't know. The last time I came to Xingjin Island, I was trapped by that strange magic circle as soon as I set foot on this land. All I could see was a maze, and I didn't see this kind of flying magic at all."

Layton's eyes were as sharp as torches, as if they could penetrate Lieutenant General Dylan's soul.

"So they probably only mastered it recently?"

"Not necessarily. The heritage of these tribal wizards is so ancient that we have no idea what else they have hidden."

Listening to Lieutenant General Dylan's explanation, Layton's eyes were fixed on the direction where Han Shaman left.

His eyes were like a wolf staring at its prey. He nodded thoughtfully, while secretly calculating in his mind.

"Whether this magic is passed down from their ancestors or was recently mastered, we must get it to the Federation."

As soon as this idea was born, it quickly took root in Leighton's heart like a seed.

"Okay, you can wait a moment, the high priest will be back soon."

The calm and peaceful voice of the Great Star Wizard broke the brief silence.

They had just heard the caster's admiration and surprise, and suddenly felt proud and proud in their hearts.

The great witches also knew very well that the source of their pride came from the high priest.

Of course, the three great wizards were not as surprised as the spellcaster at the appearance of the flying broom.

After all, the tribe also has a similar magic item: the flying cloak.

However, this cloak is not as easy to control as a flying broom.

The High Priest has been studying it recently out of curiosity.

A while after Han Shaman left, a flash of fire suddenly appeared behind the reception room without warning.

Immediately afterwards, screams of surprise were heard from the tribesmen outside.

"It's on fire, it's on fire."

"Go and ask a wizard to put out the fire."

Great Wizard Hailan and Great Wizard Xingmang looked at each other and instantly understood the situation.

"It must be Charmander setting the fire again. I'll go put out the fire and you guys entertain the guests." Great Wizard Hai Lan said firmly, then walked out quickly.

Leighton Gavin was full of doubts and couldn't help asking, "What fire dragon?"

"Oh, it's that ancient magical creature, and the pet of our tribe's high priest."

"Can I go see it?"

Although he didn't know how the tribal wizard defined the fire dragon, Layton couldn't help but feel curious when he heard the name.

Seeing that the two spellcasters had already stood up, the Star Wizard did not stop them.

In his opinion, the little fire dragon will grow up gradually, and when it goes out to sea to find food, it will be difficult to avoid the detection of the caster.

Rather than causing too many misunderstandings at that time, it is better to make things clear now.

Of course, the safety of Charmander must be put first, so the two great wizards each accompanied the spellcaster outside.

As soon as they came out of the reception room, they saw the great wizard Hai Lan standing in front of the burning house, raising his hand and casting a spell to summon huge waves.

The ferocious sea water poured down towards the burning roof like a tamed beast.

In the blink of an eye, the flames on the roof were extinguished, leaving only wisps of blue smoke.

This kind of witchcraft is not surprising to the two spellcasters, after all, they themselves also master similar magic.

But when they looked under the tree and saw the creature fluttering its wings, jumping around, and even helping the children roast sweet potatoes, they were all stunned.

Although this creature was no taller than an adult, it had a pair of enormous wings.

The claws were so powerful that they seemed to be able to crush stones easily.

The flames spewing out of the mouth were so hot and dazzling that the huge sweet potato turned into ashes immediately after just a slight touch.

Layton and Lieutenant General Dylan looked at each other, and the same thought flashed through their minds.

"The court mage should be here for this!"

Leighton Gavin had fought against the Maynila Empire all his life and knew that the fire dragon of the empire was already old.

During this war, the fire dragon was still able to fly and even attack cities.

But after each battle, it needs to rest for a long time, and its flying speed is much slower than before.

But the little fire dragon in front of him was completely different.

Just born, it exudes vigorous vitality and energy, and has great potential for growth.

Judging from the growth rate of the fire dragon, it will become the overlord of the sky within a year.

The party that possesses it will definitely be able to take the absolute initiative in the war.

While Layton was watching Charmander, he was thinking carefully about the time when the court wizard left the mainland and arrived at the Vena Islands.

Looking at the size of the Charmander in front of him, he became even more certain.

The court wizard must have learned that a fire dragon was born on Xingjin Island, so he rushed here to try to take it away.

However, the court wizard was not as skilled as the other wizards and was captured by the tribal wizards and thrown into a dungeon.

While Leighton was thinking, the great wizard Hai Lan had already dealt with the fire.

"It should be that Charmander saw the High Priest leave and wanted to learn how to fly, so he came here."

As the Great Shaman Hai Lan spoke, he scolded the tribal children in the square.

"Don't let Charmander roast sweet potatoes for you. If you want to roast them, make a fire yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately yelled at a little boy who was running towards him.

"Stop, you can't let Charmander grill the meat!"

Looking at this joyful and harmonious, but extremely inappropriate scene in front of him, Layton took several deep breaths.

"This is a fire dragon! A powerful weapon that determines the course of a war, and yet they're using it to roast sweet potatoes~~~"

After taking all the food from the children's hands, three wizards flew over from the distant sky.

(End of this chapter)