The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

"Is...is that so?"

Savannah stared longingly at Scott.

Scott nodded seriously.

Then, he seemed to see a young girl's dream shattered.

The light in Savannah's eyes disappeared.

"cough……"

But Scott couldn't worry about the deeply hurt Savannah for the moment. He coughed lightly and then asked Merlin—

"What did you mean when you said it wasn't necessary?"

Merlin pointed to the gem in Scott's hand, then to the sky.

“What I mean is, you can give this gem to it.”

"It?" Scott exclaimed in surprise. "You mean the red dragon?"

Merlin nodded.

"why?"

Scott wanted to get to the bottom of it.

Otherwise, if Slytherin escapes, all his efforts will be in vain.

But Merlin did not reveal the reason.

He transformed once again into a handsome, white-haired young man, smiling with his eyes narrowed.

"If you trust me, then do it."

Scott hesitated.

He held the gemstone and looked up again.

However, the lush foliage of the oak tree obscured the sky, and he did not see what the red dragon looked like.

Merlin didn't try to persuade him further, but simply floated in front of him with a smile, seemingly waiting for his decision.

"Scott..."

Savannah reached out and grasped Scott's arm.

By this time, she had come to her senses.

"Are you really Merlin?"

She looked directly into Merlin's eyes.

Merlin smiled and nodded slightly.

Savannah took a deep breath. "Since you've been in Avalon all this time, you must know what's been happening here."

“I haven’t been in Avalon all the time, and even now, at this very moment, I am not in Avalon.”

Merlin answered slowly.

"Of course, I do know what happened here."

Savannah looked at him with some confusion.

Clearly, she did not understand the meaning of the first part of Merlin's words.

But she didn't care about that at the moment, and simply asked, "Do you know where the fairies who used to rule Avalon went?"

"Fairies? You mean Morgan and the others?" Merlin asked.

"Yes." Savannah nodded emphatically.

Merlin replied, "Of course they grew old and died."

Savannah murmured, "So even fairies grow old and die..."

"Hahaha……"

Merlin laughed loudly a few times.

"Fairy is an honorific title people use for them; they are just a few powerful witches."

And what about you?

Savannah quickly grasped the key point.

"Why do you still exist?"

Merlin's existence is very special.

Scott patted Savannah on the shoulder again.

“He can only exist in dreams. Even now, at this very moment, he is not in Avalon, but in the dream woven by our consciousness.”

"Okay!"

Ignoring the surprise on Savannah's face, Merlin clapped his hands.

"You need to make a decision, Scott."

Scott nodded.

"I've decided..."

He opened his palm and looked at the gem in his hand.

"I believe you, and I will give it to the Red Dragon."

Merlin smiled and said, "You must deliver it yourself, fly high into the sky, and deliver the gem to the red dragon at close range."

"No!" Savannah immediately objected. "You'll die!"

Merlin smiled without saying a word, simply looking at Scott.

Scott and he stared at each other for a few seconds.

"I'll go right away."

He broke free from Savannah's grasp and turned to walk out of the oak tree.

Chapter 572 What will you choose?

"Scott!"

Savannah called out again.

Scott stopped and turned back to smile at her.

"don’t worry."

Savannah opened her mouth and said, "Then be careful."

Scott nodded, strode out of the oak shade, and looked up at the sky.

At that moment, he met the gaze of the red dragon.

The red dragon's golden pupils contracted, its neck, bound by golden chains, stretched out, and it stared at Scott for a while longer.

"Roar……"

It opened its huge mouth and spewed out visible sound waves and endless chaotic storms.

Before the storm arrived, Scott felt a harmless gust of wind.

He still tilted his head back, squinted, and his slightly curly black hair became messy in the wind.

As the sound waves and storm drew closer, his cloak billowed like a flag.

Scott raised his right hand, which was holding the wand.

In his hand, the short ebony wand suddenly shone brightly, like a lighthouse in the fog.

The sound waves and storms that could easily destroy a forest came into contact with the light emitted by the wand and instantly changed.

The terrible storm turned into a gentle breeze, and the deafening sound waves turned into a stirring melody.

Under the apocalyptic storm, a gentle breeze lingered, enveloping Scott, and accompanied by rousing music, he slowly flew into the sky.

"congratulations."

Merlin suddenly appeared next to Scott.

His body was light and airy, like a leaf, and he floated upwards with Scott on the same breeze.

But Scott knew it was just an illusion.

Merlin did not appear in the real material world; the Merlin he saw was merely an illusion created by his own consciousness.

"Congratulations on breaking free from your constraints!"

Merlin clapped his hands with a smile.

"Only the ability to manipulate the changes of all things can be called perfect transformation."

Scott nodded, understanding his meaning.

"The sound waves and storms spewed from the red dragon's mouth are all formed by magic."

He was telling the truth.

Wind is the movement of air, and sound is the vibration of air.

If this is merely a natural phenomenon unrelated to magic, he is not very confident in his ability to manipulate this invisible energy.

Merlin said, "You've taken the first step."

"Roar……"

The red dragon's roar interrupted their conversation.

Another wave of sound waves and storms is coming.

Scott's response remained the same: he held up his wand and continuously cast Transfiguration spells around himself.

The storm that could have instantly torn his body apart was transformed into a gentle breeze that lifted him upwards.