The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

He found an opening and waved his wand to cast a Fiendfyre spell.

The crimson flames were much darker than the fire spewed by the shapeshifting creatures, carrying an aura of hellish evil.

Soon, fiery flames spewed from the black-robed wizard's wand formed a continuous line of fire, burning fiercely and sweeping forward in an overwhelming manner.

Scott's shapeshifting creature was engulfed in a raging torrent of flames and instantly burned to pieces.

Only a few fire crows cried out in fear as they escaped the range of the raging fire.

Scott stumbled backward, nearing the edge of the cliff.

"Hahahahaha..."

As Fiery Blaze drew ever closer to Scott, Rimbaud led the flock of crows away in all directions, and Stryner began to laugh heartily.

"You are dead!"

He pointed his wand at Scott from a distance.

"What a pity! I've heard that being burned by Fiery Blaze is excruciating to the soul. Let me help you get used to the pain beforehand!"

He cast a Cruciatus Curse on Scott.

The crimson curse reached Scott even before the Fiendfire.

Scott fell backward and plummeted off the cliff.

Through the inextinguishable flames, neither Stirrner nor the two black-robed wizards could see the smile on Scott's face.

Scott's body plummeted rapidly, transforming into a peregrine falcon mid-air before landing on a massive reef below the cliff, where he transformed back into human form.

He knelt on one knee on the reef, his wand turned upside down, the tip touching the rock, and chanted a spell.

Intricate ancient runes emerged from the tip of the wand, seemingly coming to life as they moved across the surface of the reef, covering an ever-expanding area.

Suddenly, the rocks beneath Scott's feet began to sway slightly.

Scott's eyes remained fixed on the cliff face ahead.

It was already late, but he could still see the fierce flames burning fiercely on the edge of the cliff.

In other words, neither Stirrner nor the two black-robed wizards were able to get close to the edge of the cliff for the time being.

The rocks beneath our feet swayed more and more violently, and slowly began to deform.

A deep, resonant dragon's roar came from underwater.

The black reefs gradually rose from the sea, getting higher and higher.

The entire reef has transformed into a colossal black beast, breaking free from the embrace of the seawater.

This behemoth has rough black scales, a ferocious face, purple eyes, interlocking fangs, and a row of shallow but razor-sharp ridges on its back.

Splash...

Its enormous, bat-like wings broke free from the sea surface, soaring high and creating towering waves.

"Roar……"

The deep dragon roar, like muffled thunder, resounded through the sky.

The wings, which almost covered the entire sea below the cliff, flapped and gradually detached from the sea surface.

A long neck, lithe limbs, and finally, a thin, pointed tail.

"Roar……"

This enormous creature, several times larger than a normal adult Hebrides Black Dragon, roared to the sky and instantly rode the hurricane to the air above the cliff.

Scott stood atop the black dragon's head, looking down at the three people below who were being buffeted by the hurricane.

Stirrner looked up at the black dragon at his feet, trembling all over.

“Now it’s round two,” he said with a smile.

"Roar!"

The black dragon opened its huge mouth and spewed out a thick pillar of fire.

The pillar of fire resembled a meteorite falling from the sky, almost covering the entire cliff.

At this moment, Stryner seemed to be frozen in fear, standing motionless.

The two black-robed wizards reacted swiftly, summoning Fiery Blaze together to counter the black dragon's breath.

The dragon's breath, descending from above, had an extremely strong impact, but the characteristics of the Fiery Blaze were even more unpredictable, and the two sides were locked in a stalemate for a time.

But the black dragon beneath Scott's feet was not an inanimate object.

“Kill them.”

At Scott's command, the black dragon immediately flapped its wings and took flight.

Its enormous body moved sideways, and the pillar of fire it spewed from its mouth moved accordingly.

The two black-robed wizards turned and ran without hesitation, leaving Stirner behind, who was then bathed in flames.

When the black dragon closed its mouth, the pillar of fire went out, leaving only charred marks on the cliff.

A dragon's roar resounded, and the black dragon flew forward with all its might, while simultaneously plummeting downwards at high speed. Its two powerful hind legs spread their claws and viciously clawed at the two black-robed wizards who were fleeing.

Unable to use Apparition, the wizard, who runs on two legs, has no chance of escaping the black dragon's pursuit.

The two black-robed wizards had to stop and use spells to attack the black dragon's claws.

If it is a true black dragon, its hide, which is immune to most magic, is not afraid of spell attacks.

But the black dragon beneath Scott's feet was ultimately just a deformed pile of rocks, using rune circuits to achieve flight and breath control, but it did not possess the magical immunity of a true dragon.

So the black dragon looked especially terrifying, its claws shattered by the curse and turned into stones that fell to the ground.

The two black-robed wizards were visibly invigorated.

Just as they were about to continue their attack, the two fire crows that had escaped earlier flew up behind them like lightning.

Then, two scorching beams of fire pierced their hearts.

Neither of the two black-robed wizards uttered another sound before collapsing to the ground.

Scott stomped his foot, and the black dragon, missing two claws, flew back to the surface of the sea, turning into large chunks of rock that fell away after he waved his wand.

A series of loud explosions followed.

Before the waves surged up, Scott had already transformed into a peregrine falcon and flown back to the cliff.

"awesome!"

Rimbaud led a flock of crows over and circled Scott several times.

"Of course, I think you can use those stones to turn into a giant raven."

Rimbaud broke away from the flock of crows and landed on Scott's shoulder.

"Next time," Scott said, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

Rimbaud glanced at the corpse in the distance and asked with some concern, "Is this alright? Will you be imprisoned in Azkaban? It seems you shouldn't have told anyone."

“It’s alright.” Scott sat down cross-legged. “I was just acting in self-defense.”

Chapter 435 Moody's Interrogation, Visiting the Burrow

Scott had barely sat down and caught his breath when a group of wizards suddenly appeared below the cliff, outside the range of the Anti-Apparition Charm.

The moment Professor Flitwick saw him, he rushed over to him.

"Oh, Scott, are you alright?"

“I’m fine, Professor, just a little tired,” Scott replied.

This was his first time trying to create such a huge monster using Transfiguration, and it consumed a lot of magic and physical strength.

Others also came over.

The Aurors were led by Mad-Eye Moody, whom Scott had once met.

Moody leaned on his cane, his azure magic eyes constantly darting around.

He glanced at the charred marks of the flames on the cliff, and finally looked at the still-burning Fiery Flame on the cliff edge behind Scott.

"Fierce Fire".

He waved to a few young Aurors.

"Go and resolve it."

The young Aurors quickly accepted the order and stepped forward, bypassing Scott and Professor Flitwick.

Scott was curious about how they were going to extinguish the Fiery Blaze, so he turned to look.

At that moment, Mr. Weasley, who had been at the back of the crowd, ran over.

"Oh, Scott, I'm glad you're alright."

He said kindly to Scott.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Weasley, I’m a little exhausted right now.” Scott apologized for not being able to stand up. “And thank you, and of course, Bill.”

Mr. Weasley waved his hand dismissively. "You're welcome, son. It's a pity we're a little late."

Scott shook his head.

Just then, he heard the sound of rocks cracking behind him.

He looked back and realized that the Aurors dealt with Fiendfire by cutting a layer of rock and throwing it into the sea.

Thump, thump, thump.

Moody walked over step by step, leaning on his cane.

"There were three dead in total. Two of them were prisoners who had escaped from Azkaban a few days ago, and the last one had been reduced to ashes."

He stared at Scott with that terrifying demonic eye.

"You killed them?"

“Yes.” Scott nodded.