Who let this evil dragon into Hogwarts!

Chapter 3 The Dragon Stands Above All Things

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The elevator slowly ascended. Charlie squeezed himself into the corner, looked at the seemingly honest boy in front of him, touched his nose, and cautiously suggested:

"Well, Mr. Persson, you see, since we're already in London and there's not much time left before school starts, why don't we head to Diagon Alley now and buy our school supplies? What do you think?"

"Can."

Persson nodded, naturally taking control of the conversation between the two, while his gaze swept up and down the seemingly old elevator and the busy Ministry of Magic officials outside, pondering what to do next.

Should we run away?

Dumbledore claimed he had to leave, but Persson was unsure. He preferred to believe that Dumbledore was hiding somewhere, secretly observing his every move.

Escape is definitely not an option; the risks are too great.

Moreover, knowing that this is the relatively safe Harry Potter world, he would never accept Persson hiding in the mountains as a wild dragon.

It seems I have no choice but to enroll...

Persson was not opposed to Hogwarts itself; in fact, he even had a slight longing for it, having read the original story more than once in his previous life.

What he truly found unbearable was that after entering Hogwarts, he had to maintain his Transfiguration ability at all times and could not show his original form.

"No, I remember Hogwarts also has a Forbidden Forest. If we could take over that place, perhaps we could use it as a starting point to gradually expand our power..."

For dragons, territory, followers, and the ambition to rule the world are instincts etched into their very bones.

Even though Persson possessed a human soul, he couldn't help but feel a sense of longing as he watched countless green dragon predecessors in the Dragon Legacy rely on their strength and wisdom to establish, control, or destroy kingdoms large and small.

If you can be kings, why can't I?

"Alright, with my current strength, I really can't do it..." Persson let out a long sigh, suppressing his rampant ambition.

Whatever he wanted to do, in his current dragon-like form, neither Dumbledore nor Voldemort were a match for him.

Fortunately, Harry Potter's pretend play game lasted a maximum of seven years.

Seven years later, when everything has settled down, it will be time to welcome the Dragon King back to his throne!

"Before that, be careful, be cautious, study hard, and strive to become stronger..." said the future Emerald King, the Wings of Calamity, and the ruler of the world.

Ding--

The elevator slowly came to a stop, and the golden gate slid open to the left and right. A cold female voice said, "Main Hall."

"Let's go quickly..."

Seeing a large number of tired and numb Ministry of Magic officials rushing toward the elevator doors, Charlie squeezed a passage with his body, and Persson quickly followed.

The main hall was very large, with a deep blue canopy covering the ceiling, where countless golden symbols twisted and turned, like a starry sky unique to the magical world.

Beneath the starry sky, several enormous golden statues stood in the center of the main hall, including a noble-looking wizard, a beautiful witch, and centaurs, goblins, and house-elves surrounding them with expressions of adoration.

Persson liked this statue.

Not only because they are golden, but also because they symbolize an attitude—

Magic is power.

One day, he will make the dragon stand at the very top of these statues.

"How is the situation?"

A cold female voice squeezed through the noisy crowd, carrying an inhuman chill.

The voice sounded somewhat familiar. Following the direction of the sound, Posson saw a girl in a black robe with silver hair sitting alone on a bench. People around her always kept a distance from her, as if she were an iceberg floating on the sea.

"Audrey, didn't I tell you you could go back first?"

Charlie's tone was rather helpless, but the girl completely ignored him, her attention focused entirely on Persson.

"You are... that green dragon?"

The girl asked softly.

"No, he isn't," Charlie interjected, then lowered his voice, "Audrey, the Ministry of Magic requires us to keep this a secret. Now, I've inexplicably become this child's guardian, and I have to take him to buy school supplies first. We'll talk again when we get back to the protected area..."

As Charlie was speaking, he was about to lead Persson away when Audrey suddenly grabbed Persson's sleeve, startling Charlie so much that he almost screamed.

"I'm with you."

Ignoring Charlie's frantic shaking of his head, the girl met Persson's gaze fearlessly with her light blue eyes.

No, it's not just about being fearless.

In the girl's eyes, Persson even detected a subtle hint of longing.

What's going on?

Persson was puzzled, but then he remembered that she and Charlie were colleagues, and she was most likely a researcher in the Fire Dragon Reserve... For a researcher to suddenly turn into a human and be able to speak after half a lifetime of research might be an irresistible temptation for a researcher.

However, Poisson has no interest in being studied.

"Do you think I would want more people to tell me what to do?" — That was what Poisson had intended to say.

Unfortunately, Audrey gave too much.

wow-

The heavy money bag slammed into Persson's hand with a pleasant clinking sound. Persson pulled the bag open, revealing a bag enchanted with a seamless expansion spell; countless glittering, golden little darting objects nearly blinded him.

"You are a real dragon, aren't you?" Audrey's tone was flat, as if she were casually handing over a piece of candy. "Legend has it that dragons are generally obsessed with treasure. I wonder if this is enough for me to become your guardian?"

"Don't worry, I won't order you around. Just let me stay by your side."

Poisson did not reply, but carefully put the money bag into his robe first, and then stretched out a hand.

"Dear Ms. Audrey, you may call me Persson. It is my pleasure to serve you."

Green dragons are such shameless creatures.

……

Passing through the spacious main hall, ascending another elevator platform, and finally arriving at a red telephone booth on a street corner that seems to have been abandoned by the world.

Outside the pavilion lies the world of Muggles.

"Mr. Persson, when you leave the phone booth, please don't revert to your dragon form, and don't discuss anything related to magic. I don't want to be sent to Azkaban for violating the secrecy laws..."

Charlie spoke with great seriousness, waving his wand and conjuring up a women's wool shirt and matching suit shorts for himself.

Yes, shorts.

Poisson didn't know where he learned it from.

Audrey's attire was much more normal; a sturdy willow branch supported the entire court dress, the hem of which had some pleats and was mostly sewn with gold thread, and her hair was styled in a high bun.

Well, it's mostly normal, just a little mishap with the times...

Realizing that the two were completely beyond saving, Persson sighed softly.

Fortunately, his clothes were created by magic and could be adjusted at will.

As soon as Poisson had a thought, the magnificent emerald green robe began to tighten and deform, gradually splitting into three layers: the lining, the suit, and the tie.

The dark green suit is made of high-count pure wool fabric, which is delicate and smooth, with the most natural drape and resilience; the lining is made of seamless and breathable silk, which feels cool and smooth to the touch; the dark green tie may seem ordinary, but it is full of details, with a seven-fold rolled edge and a hand-stitched center line at the hem, ensuring that the tie will always return to its natural position no matter how it is twisted.

Looking at the dashing figure reflected in the window, Posson nodded in satisfaction.

Only in this way can he be worthy of his identity as a green dragon!