I swung a sword at Hogwarts

He had no choice but to use Transfiguration again to transform his feet into dragon claws.

Now the chill was offset, and John took a step forward.

After some distance, he saw an ice sculpture.

"This is..." John saw the huge white dragon, which was already dead, its body frozen and covered with icicles.

An unspeakable dead silence came over him, and John calmed himself down.

Looking up in the direction of the ice sculpture, one can see fire dragons losing their lives on the wall of the glacier.

They retain their original form.

The coldness came again, and he hurriedly used fire magic to dispel the coldness from his body.

"The dragons here are all frozen to death."

Thinking about what Heimdall said, that the dragon that came in never left, I guess that's all.

With the soul fragment guiding him, he walked past the huge ice sculpture of a dragon.

A golden sphere covered with frost appeared.

A room was hollowed out in the middle of the sphere, and inside the room, a faint blue light seemed like it would dissipate at any time.

The soul fragment rests outside the golden room.

John felt strange. This soul fragment gave him a sense of security and trust.

After hesitating for a while, he still did not use the Soul-Eating Curse to capture the soul, but looked towards the room.

This room is prepared for the dragon, so it is very large.

The golden plant-like door was locked and could not be entered, and the faint blue light came out from the gap.

The surging magic power was dancing on the door, as if it had life.

Seeing this, John thought, "It feels like the tree in the unicorn colony to me."

There is also a similar magical tree in the unicorn colony, which is where the unicorns change their horns.

There are some similarities between the two, but this golden building does not seem to be created by a dragon.

John took out his wand, looked at the linked door locks, and said tentatively: "Alobomora"

The door locked but didn't open.

"Not high enough level?"

He frowned, as he had never practiced the unlocking spell much.

Looking at the remaining two random points, John tried to cast the spell on the door lock again: "BlastingCurse"

An explosion was heard and a cloud of black smoke rose from the door. As expected, it failed to destroy it.

John sighed and said, "It seems that the only thing I can do is to use the unlocking spell."

Looking around, I saw a huge red dragon, motionless, turned into an ice sculpture.

It is the closest dragon here and the one that has walked the farthest on the ice track.

A cold wave hit, and his feet were covered with a layer of white frost.

John no longer hesitated and upgraded the unlocking spell.

The unlocking spell was upgraded from level 5 to level 6.

John uses the unlocking spell: "Alobomora"

The door lock was shaking and making a clanging sound.

Finally it stopped and didn't open.

John frowned. Still no use?

He stepped forward to take a closer look. There were delicate golden patterns on the lock and a golden Möbius strip in the lock pin.

"time."

His expression was solemn. What on earth could be that used time as a lock?

Picking up the magic wand, the golden sand at the wrist gathered into a golden wheel, like a clock.

A magic circle composed of circles and lines fell on the door lock, and John chanted the spell again: "Alobomora"

As the lock was opened, the time lock pin broke open.

As John watched, the door lock turned into golden particles and disappeared.

"No wonder so many dragons were frozen to death outside."

Time is a taboo. Using time as a door lock, no one can open it except John.

"The taboo is the lock, so what is inside?"

John came here for a mission at first, but now, as a wizard, his desire to explore the unknown is greater than the reward.

Pushing open the door, the golden room was unusually empty, as if one more thing would destroy the beauty inside.

On the simple table, a square box emits a thrilling glow.

But he didn't expect that there was someone here.

Not really a human being to be exact.

It's an ice sculpture.

John's face tensed and he walked forward cautiously.

The man had a young face and was a handsome young man.

The loose wizard robe was different from the current style. It looked like some kind of totem, and the white feathers were made into a shawl, which made John feel very familiar.

"Extis?!"

John gasped when he saw this man.

He realized something was wrong.

"No, it's not him."

Staring at this face, it is exactly the same as the one that Axtis had in the Gate of Things, but this is not Axtis.

The ice sculpture does not have the evil feeling of Axtis, but instead gives people a kind and gentle feeling.

Such a feeling actually occurs in a young person, and it is not contradictory at all.

John looked closely at the ice sculpture, which was holding an oak staff.

He held the staff in both hands, facing the box in the middle.

It seems to be resisting, or sealing the box.

"Who is it?"

John even had the urge to smash it to pieces and take the person inside out for a closer look.

Fortunately he held back.

Thinking of what Heimdall said, he was surprised and asked, "Could this be the wizard Heimdall was talking about?"

That's not right, the wizard should have left.

He taught Heimdall the prophecy that the wizard should not be frozen here.

This matter was full of doubts, which made John feel a dull pain in his brow.

"Ignore it for now."

He looked at the square box, which was surrounded by the same plants as the gate.

The box was sealed on the table and John walked forward.

A deadly cold current broke out from inside and was quickly absorbed by the plants.

"Are all the glaciers here made of boxes?" A sense of absurdity and horror came to my mind.

A box actually created a glacier?

What kind of magical power is this?

Can such magic be bound?

The system task has not been completed, which means John has not completed the test.

This final test may well be the box.

John's face darkened. Is this something a human would do?

If I was really the culprit who created the glacier, how could I pass the test?

He raised his right hand, and the silver ring covered his entire arm. Five magic crystals surrounded the philosophical stone and transmitted magic power.

John reached out his hand tentatively and touched the box.

The moment my fingers touched it,

A sudden change occurred!

A huge wave of magic power emanated from the square box.

The magic power is injected into the Philosopher's Stone through the Limited Glove.

With John as the center, a circle of ripple-like magic power spread out.

The ice that came into contact with it shattered, and the same happened to the body of the giant dragon at the door.

"not good!"

The spread of magic power continued, gradually covering the entire glacier.

I could hear the subtle sound of the glacier breaking.

The passage we came from now had dense cracks extending all the way out.

The Philosophy Stone burst out with dazzling blue light, and cracks appeared on the five magic crystals, which was a sign of excessive magic power replenishment.

Last time, John used the power of thirty-six magic crystals to create one, but this time he directly turned five into super magic crystals.

The huge magic power is astonishing.

"Let me go!" He struggled with his right hand to break free, but the huge magical wave blew him away and hit the wall.

John saw that the plant tightly wrapped around the box was withering quickly.

The ice-blue aurora rushed towards John, and the ground turned into crystals wherever it passed.

All the amulets he was wearing shattered at this moment, turning into layers of armor spells stacked together to form a shield.

The aurora instantly penetrated the armor spell.

This was the strongest attack John had ever encountered. Even Voldemort's attack in the Albanian forest was not as strong as this one.

Without hesitation, John drew his wand and shouted, "Expecto Patronum!"

The albatross formed by the light crashed into the aurora, and the biting cold almost froze John's brain.

The pattern on the shoe surface lit up, and John sprinted to the side.

Less than a second after leaving, the aurora penetrated the albatross and crashed straight into the golden wall.

The wall quickly crystallized, and John exhaled white air from his mouth. The destruction of his guardian angel also caused him to suffer backlash.

He staggered to his knees, looking painful.

Looking back, the crystallization was spreading throughout the room.

The wall was pierced and the aurora flew out.

The light scattered from the crystal looks like a rainbow.

"That is," John said with wide eyes, "Rainbow Bridge?!"

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