Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

The evil dragon Fafnir never expected that he would fall to where he is today because of a human being.

It roared angrily, bounded by the water flow all over its body, roared in the sky, and struggled hard.

But it must have never heard of it, "Nothing in the world is softer than water, and no one can conquer the strong."

No matter how great its power is, under the shackles of the water flow, it is but in vain.

It was just the few river fairies who held their arms high and controlled the flow of water. At this time, there were also fine beads of sweat on their foreheads.

"It's too powerful, hurry up, we can't hold on anymore!"

The river fairy who had a crush on Clark shouted at Clark.

Clark didn't delay, adjusted his body and breath a little, then jumped up and rushed towards the dragon.

Seeing Clark rushing towards him, Fafnir immediately opened his mouth wide, ready to breathe out flames, but a large mass of river water poured into his mouth first, cooling it down in advance and setting fire to it.

Clark took this opportunity to fly to the back of the dragon, and at the same time took off the long sword on his back.

The dragon was still shouting, "My scales are harder than precious diamonds, you can't kill me!"

However, the next moment, the flickering long sword was held upside down by Clark's hands and stabbed straight down.

When the long sword reached his body, the evil dragon Fafnir realized that something was wrong.

"Do not!"

It's just that it's too late, Fafnir's scales that are harder than steel are like those of a paper lake in front of this dragon-slaying long sword.

Clark didn't expend any effort at all, and easily stabbed the long sword into the dragon's body, following the gap between the ribs, piercing the dragon's heart that beat it vigorously, like a huge pump.

At the moment when the long sword entered his body, Fafnir understood that what this weak human being in front of him was actually holding a part of his own body.

The evil dragon Fafnir first obtained the Nibelungen Ring, and after wearing it, its sinful soul abandoned its body as a giant and fell into a dragon.

And the giant body that was abandoned by it is also on this earth, like his ancestors, turned into mountains, trees, mines and rivers.

As for the huge tooth that Clark found on the top of the mountain, it was also the remnant left after its body was decomposed and transformed.

With the help of the magic ring, Fafnir's soul obtained a powerful dragon body that repelled all damage, but it was completely useless to the dragon slaying sword in Clark's hand.

Because the giant teeth used to create this long sword are themselves part of Fafnir's body.

It's like when organ transplantation is performed, a new organ is regrown with its own hematopoietic stem cells, so that there will be no rejection reaction.

The vital part of the heart was hit hard, and the sharp roar of filial piety also stopped abruptly in Fafnir's huge mouth.

This evil dragon, who did not hesitate to kill his brothers for the sake of the ring and abandoned his identity as a giant, eventually died in the attack of the remains of the giants and fell into a pool of his own blood.

This can be said to be a great irony.

"呲~"

Clark pulled out the long sword stuck on the dragon's back, and the hot dragon's blood rushed into the sky like a fountain under the powerful pressure in his body.

Fortunately, he used his spiritual energy to form a protective cover around his body in time, which prevented himself from being drenched in dragon blood, and he was very embarrassed.

Although he also knows that bathing in dragon blood may be a big opportunity for this fantasy, but there are also hidden dangers.

It is not a joke that the dragon slayer eventually becomes a dragon.

The brave warriors who have been bathed in dragon blood, thus invulnerable to swords and guns, actually mean that they have been contaminated by dragon blood.

While gaining great power, it also inherits some of the dragon's vices.

Of course, this kind of drawback may not be a problem for ordinary people who have nothing.

But Clark is a man who is determined to become a **** after all, and this way of exchanging power by polluting his blood is not within his scope of consideration.

The fairies in the river seemed to think so too.

They manipulated the tentacles changed by the river, and instead of letting the corpse and blood of the evil dragon Fafnir fall into the river, they moved it to a clearing by the river.

"Go ahead, warrior!

Open the dragon's chest, find the golden ring in its heart, return it to us, and your oath will be fulfilled. "

The fairies in the river gathered around Clark, urging him to act quickly.

Clark didn't hesitate, he took the sword and walked to the dragon's corpse.

Learning from the lesson just now, he did not directly open the belly of the dragon, but like killing a chicken, he first cut a sword across the neck of the opposite side and put blood on it to prevent the dragon's blood from splattering on him. .

When the blood flowing from the dragon's neck turned from a fountain into a trickle, he walked to the dragon's chest, and through mental perception, following the opponent's muscle texture, skeletal structure, and scale level, he began to make a drastic move. cut.

The sharp long sword pierced the gaps in the scales, and cut through the muscle bundles as thick as an adult's forearm. Like a slaughtering ox, he cut open the dragon's chest, revealing the huge, bright red heart that was still shaking slightly. .

Such a **** and terrifying scene made the fairies in the river and the little wizards outside the illusion covered their eyes.

Clark didn't care, this kind of **** scene was not worth mentioning to him, he cut open the dragon's heart calmly, and a golden light caught his eye.

No one can describe how pure this ray of light is. Anyway, in Clark's opinion, the gold piled up in mountains in the cave of the evil dragon just now is not as good as this ray of light.

It seems that this thing has transcended the material itself of gold, and has become synonymous with [wealth], and it is even expanding in the direction of [right].

Everyone, including Clark and all the little wizards outside the illusion, as well as those adult professors, and even the principals of the other two magic schools, were attracted by this golden light and indulged in it.

Only Dumbledore, the wise old man, still had a light called wisdom in his blue eyes.

"Brave, please give us this 'gold'!" The River Fairy urged again.

Like a puppet on a string, Clark stepped forward stiffly, picked up the long sword bit by bit, and the Nibelung ring was placed on the tip of his sword.

He looked at the gold ring obsessively, and the close contact made him understand how precious this thing was.

It is a miracle that can go directly to the source, and it is the most core residue after the fall of a certain great god.

Such a high-level item, even in the historical fantasy, also brought a bit of real essence, so that the flame "Holy Grail" outside the fantasy began to urge Clark to bring it out.

At this time, the river fairies beside Clark were also looking at him nervously. Of course, they couldn't **** this powerful ring from Clark's hands.

The circulation of these [Laiyin Gold] has always followed some kind of peculiar ritual conditions.

At the beginning, the dwarf exchanged wealth with "love", and then another giant sacrificed "family affection" to **** it, and it was also cursed by the dwarf.

If all these transactions do not end, then from the "legal" point of view, it does not belong to the river fairy.

Only a person who has obtained [Laiyin Gold] can return this golden ring to Laiyin without resorting to divine power, relying on his own pure will, restraining his greed, and resisting the temptation and curse of the Nibelungen Ring. Under the protection of the River Fairy.

Clark kept this posture motionless, and finally, in the expectant gaze of the fairies in the river, he handed over the ring on the tip of the sword.

"thanks, thanks!"

The fairies in the river immediately burst into smiles. At this moment, both the flowers by the river and the scorching sun in the sky lost their color in their smiles.

Even the fish in the river and the birds in the sky sink to the bottom of the river and fall from the sky because of their beauty.

The fairy who had a crush on Clark stepped forward and stretched out her slender hands, ready to take the ring.

Unexpectedly, Clark's eyes suddenly widened, and while twisting the long sword in his hand, he stabbed forward fiercely, pointing directly at the chest of the fairy in the river.

Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them. They did not expect that Clark would attack in such a situation, and they all speculated that he had changed his attention and was seduced by wealth and power, ready to swallow this nun for himself. Berlongan Ring.

Even Dumbledore frowned and seemed to be dissatisfied with Clark's actions. Among the audience, perhaps only Hermione and Neville fully trusted Clark.

And he did not betray the trust of his two friends. He saw Clark's long sword stop in front of the fairy, as if it had stabbed something in the air.

Dark red blood gathered along the blade to the tip of the sword, dripping on the grass.

An uncontrollable cry of pain reached the ears of Clark and the fairy in the river. The next moment, a tall figure appeared in front of them.

It was the dwarf Mim who helped Clark forge the dragon-slaying sword, no, or Mime.

At this moment, he was wearing a golden helmet and was bending over, as if he was about to pick something.

And Clark's Dragon Slayer Sword was stuck in his thigh.

Obviously, he who was invisible just now should be preparing to steal the golden ring when Clark returns it to the fairy in the lake.

But he didn't expect to be seen by Clark, but instead used his greed to stab him.

Under the pain, the dwarf Mime slapped angrily and wanted to send Clark flying. However, Clark retreated lightly and drew out his long sword, letting go of his attack.

However, during the process of drawing out the long sword, the golden ring on the tip of the sword was also pulled out by the muscle that clamped the body of the sword, crossed a curve, and landed on the grass.

Seeing this situation, the dwarf Mime couldn't care about Clark, and hurriedly bent over, trying to reach out to pick it up.

Clark seemed to have anticipated his behavior long ago. The body that had retreated turned a turn in the air and pounced again. The cold light flashed and cut off four fingers of the dwarf Mime.

"what!"

As the so-called ten fingers are connected to the heart, Mi Mei, who suffered a loss, realized that there was a hero who could slay dragons, and quickly took a few steps back, and at the same time, the other hand was ready to fight back.

But Clark did not pursue the victory, but stopped and stepped on the golden ring with his right foot.

The charming golden light disappeared, and the tempted dwarf broke free from his greedy desire and regained his composure.

"How did you find me?" Mime asked reluctantly as she held her right hand with four broken fingers.

Clark smiled slightly.

"Few people know that after the dwarf Alberich obtained the gold from Leyin, in addition to forging this Nibelungen ring, the younger brother who helped him also used the remaining gold to forge a ring that could be Invisible helmet.

And the younger brother of the dwarf Alberich is you, Mime! "

The long sword in Clark's hand pointed at the dwarf.

"Actually, from the moment you appeared in front of me, I had doubts about you.

How can there be such a good thing in this world, on the side of the evil dragon, you can get the sword of slaughtering the dragon, and the person who gave the sword has nothing else to ask for.

In order to cover up your ambition and greed, you have gone too far! "

"So you guessed my purpose? Then watch me act like a clown and wait for me to take the bait?"

There was a miserable smile on the face of the dwarf Mime, as if there was nothing more sad than death.

Clark shrugged, "Actually, I wasn't very sure at first, so the sword just now was just in case. I didn't expect you to be so unlucky, and just hit my sword."

After that, he stretched out his long sword and approached the dwarf Mime a few steps.

"Of course, it's justifiable for you to be confused by the magic power on this ring. As long as you swear to this Lai Yin River, you will never give up on this ring again, and I can decide to let you go. "

There was a grim expression on Mimei's face, as if she was making a difficult choice.

In the end, under the pressure of Clark's long sword, he nodded helplessly.

"Come to the Yin River to witness, I swear - in the future - I will never pay attention to this ring again!"

After saying these words, the dwarf Mime's whole figure seemed to be emptied of her bones and slumped to the ground, and she became much older in an instant.

Clark retracted his long sword with satisfaction, turned and bent over to pick up the gold ring on the ground and return it to the river fairy.

It's just that before he straightened up, he saw a shocked look in the eyes of the fairy in the river opposite.

Clark let out a long sigh, as if he had expected it long ago. The long sword that had been put away also turned around and stabbed out while the whole person was pounced on the ground.

Hot blood splattered all over Clark's body, and the dwarf Mime pressed down on him with a ferocious expression, his chest had been pierced by Clark's long sword.

This guy who just swore an oath confirmed his oath in a blink of an eye because he couldn't control his desires.

Clark calmly crawled out from under Mime's body, still holding the golden Nibelungen ring in his hand.

In fact, from this moment on, he has completely become the owner of this ring.

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