Capítulo 156: Chapter 155 "The Birth of A Dragon"
The second week of February has arrived, marking the culmination of Skyler's unwavering efforts over the preceding two weeks. His exhaustive research finally bore fruit.
On a day meticulously chosen to align with a specific celestial phenomenon, Skyler ventured alone into the confines of the suitcase space. There, he cast a Weather Modifying Charm that summoned both a sun and a moon simultaneously.
Unlike illusory celestial phenomena created through conventional magic, these were authentic celestial bodies harnessed through a magical link with their real counterparts in the outside world.
Skyler meticulously etched a highly intricate magic circle onto the ground in a desolate, open expanse. At its epicenter rested a specimen of an ancient divine dragon graciously provided by Miss Giuliana.
Although the ancient divine dragon had likely perished millions of years ago, its potent blood still retained a semblance of vitality.
When the Medieval Wizards' Federation collected this specimen, it reportedly required the deployment of three legendary secret treasures to seal in the residual magic power successfully.
However, the specifics of these treasures, including their true identities and appearances, remained shrouded in mystery, as Miss Giuliana chose not to disclose any details to Skyler.
At this precise moment, as per Skyler's magical perception, the ancient dragon specimen still emitted faint and nearly indistinguishable fluctuations of magical energy.
Were it not for the keen observation facilitated by his magical eyes, this magical essence might have eluded detection.
Nevertheless, this minute magical disturbance proved sufficient to induce a deep sense of unease in Buckbeak and Silver Paw, prompting them to retreat to a considerable distance swiftly. Fortunately, the spacious confines of the suitcase allowed them to vanish without a trace.
Inhaling deeply, Skyler commenced chanting in the ancient dragon language. Each syllable he articulated triggered a sudden eruption of spring thunder in the once serene and cloudless sky.
Thunder resonated, followed by the swift arrival of wind and clouds. Massive white billows, as if losing consciousness, rolled away from an unseen center, creating layer upon layer of clouds that encircled the region.
Within the heart of this "cloud eye," only the blue expanse of the sky remained, adorned by a sun and a moon. The radiance from these celestial bodies traversed the "eye of the cloud," casting its glow upon the ground adorned with the ritualistic glyphs.
"As the flame dragon's eyes open, the ice dragon's pupils close. When sun and moon grace the sky, the flame dragon returns to its lair, and the ice dragon finds its home..." At this moment, the celestial bodies above seemed to respond to an unseen influence, growing brighter with this peculiar stimulation.
"The bones of your ancestors, given unwittingly, shall regenerate your descendants..." In an abrupt burst of radiant brilliance, the ancient dragon specimen shattered the binding enchantments enveloping it. The magical surge it released instantaneously detonated, being absorbed by the intricate magic circle etched on the ground. The ancient dragon specimen gradually transformed into ethereal ashes, dissolving in the air at a discernible speed.
"The host's flesh, willingly offered, shall regenerate your possessed spirit..." The sterling silver dagger concealed in Skyler's sleeve slid into his hand. With a slight frown and clenched teeth, he employed the dagger on his right arm, extracting a bloody piece of flesh that he tossed into the magical circle.
"At this moment, the thunder in the sky grew louder, and the clouds thickened. Strangely, the sun's color shifted to a slow transformation of purple and black, its warm rays gradually dimming. Simultaneously, the moon transformed into a chilling, blood-red hue, intensifying its cold radiance. Skyler's flesh and blood underwent a visible desiccation in the magic circle, withering away and slowly transforming into organic matter, merging with the earth.
"The blood of your own kind, given under duress, can resurrect your enemies..."
With his left hand, Skyler produced the living dragon blood bestowed upon him by Mr. Slughorn. Shaking it gently, he simultaneously extracted a considerable amount of magic power, infusing it into the dragon's blood through the vial.
The dragon's blood simmered and hissed, reacting to the magic injected. With a swift flick, he tossed the entire vial of dragon's blood into the magic circle.
Bang!
The distinct sound of shattering glass reverberated.
The magic circle surged to life in full activation.
All the magic marks on the ground suddenly ignited, casting a ferocious crimson light that inundated the entire space. At this moment, it resembled a scene from hell. Faint, unintelligible murmurs echoed in the void, intermittent yet enough to send shivers down one's spine.
Skyler checked his watch; the sun and moon on it had both reached the 12 o'clock position. Swiftly raising his wand, he infused all his energy into the impending spell and bellowed in a resonant voice, 'Expecto Patronum!'
A profusion of silver-white mist burst forth like an underground spring, erupting from the wand's tip and materializing into silver-white lines in mid-air. These lines wove together into the form of a colossal dragon.
The silver-white dragon swooped down, positioned itself at the center of the magic circle, raised its majestic head, and unleashed a powerful roar. The entire process unfolded in a mere split second.
Meanwhile, the sun and moon aligned in the sky.
A lightning bolt, bright enough to plunge the surroundings into instant darkness, descended from the heavens. Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, it struck the silver-white dragon directly!"
"Wake up! Ancient dragon soul!"
The form of the silver-white dragon patron saint radiates with a brilliant light, and the surrounding silver-white mist gracefully converges into the dragon's corporeal being. The dragon's physique gradually solidifies at a discernible pace, undergoing a magnificent transformation.
Fine dragon scales emerge, one after the other, adorned with intricate patterns. The once silvery-white dragon horns on its head undergo a slow metamorphosis, transitioning to a radiant golden yellow. The dragon's eyes, wide open, reflect a spiritual luminescence.
Silver-white is no longer an apt descriptor for its appearance.
Not a trace of silver-white adorns its body; instead, it boasts dragon scales emanating a vibrant spectrum of hues. A pair of elongated and pointed golden dragon horns crown its head, and its eyes feature a red dragon pupil and a blue dragon pupil. Its tail, gracefully extending, resembles that of a peacock, branching into several exquisite segments, each adorned with eye-like patterns.
Seizing this opportunity, Skyler deftly retrieved a bottle of prepared magic potion with his left hand and consumed its entirety.
The flesh and blood on the wound of his right arm underwent a noticeable regeneration, swiftly returning to its pristine state. Not a single scar remained, leaving no trace of the prior injury.
The colossal dragon fixed its gaze on Skyler with a burgeoning awareness. It was in the process of recovering its consciousness, still oblivious to the happenings in the world. A mysterious connection with Skyler began to form within the creature.
Aware of its current state, Skyler understood that the dragon awaited his guidance. Like an untainted canvas, it lacked the wisdom to comprehend its association with him and navigate the complexities of its existence. Thus, he took the initiative.
Skyler advanced, extending his hand to caress the dragon's neck gently. Directly locking eyes with the magnificent creature, he spoke with solemnity, "I am Skyler Malfoy. You were once my Patronus, my guardian angel—a reflection of my soul. Yet, from this day forward, you possess your own consciousness. You are no longer my appendage but my partner, my equal!"
"My partner," Skyler exclaimed, gazing into the eyes of the colossal dragon with unwavering determination. The dragon responded by delicately nuzzling Skyler's outstretched hand, as if expressing a profound connection yet still struggling to comprehend the spoken words.
"Will you willingly stand by my side, soaring through this world together?" Skyler questioned. The giant dragon responded with a melodic utterance in the ancient language of dragons, a syllable that Skyler deciphered to mean "as you wish."
"Excellent," Skyler proclaimed, raising his voice. "In the name of your host, Skyler, I shall grant you a name—"
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