"So, have you thought it through?"
"Just a heads up, within a hundred years of you receiving this inheritance, 50% of your income will belong to us."
After everyone else had left the classroom in small numbers, Draco, accompanied by the two gatekeepers, walked straight up to Cedric.
"I've thought it through. I have no problem with that. But I don't understand why it's me." Cedric said, somewhat puzzled. "I don't think I'm that good."
Unaware that Voldemort had tampered with his body, he did not recognize his own worth.
Voldemort, utilizing his talents and relying on the Horcrux of the Undead, experimented on himself to develop a blood transfusion technique. The cursed blood, brewed primarily from the organs of the thousand-year-old Basilisk and supplemented with organs from various rare and Magical Creature, is now flowing through his entire body.
If Riddle hadn't been transformed into a magical spirit and become Magic Immortal Artifact by possessing the sealing key, he should have already sensed the mysteries of his body.
But in this Pure-blood, where the founders are alive and magic is the guiding principle, with money and power secondary, even if the next generation is incompetent, they will still have remarkable insight due to their upbringing and excellent family education.
Draco saw in that giant feathered serpent a profound and vast potential of darkness.
The most remarkable thing is Cedric's origin, which is what Draco thought Edward's.
He was like a blank sheet of paper, just waiting for others to paint on him.
Ascending to the Mountain Sea Realm is equivalent to being reborn as a human.
Over the long and boundless years, shared stances and friendships are far less fitting than shared paths.
The Dark Magic Fairy's "path" is equivalent to transforming into another race.
Draco's actions may seem like he suffered a loss, but in reality, he transformed a member of the Dragon Bloodline race with immense potential.
"You still underestimate yourself," Draco chuckled. "You are far more valuable than you think."
"[Dragon Bloodline] or [Dragon Giant]?"
"Just a heads up, while the [Dragon Giant] is powerful, it's not easy for them to find a mate."
"Most of the immortals in the Mountain Sea Realm are elves, the size of a palm."
"And the Dragon Giant grow stronger and taller with age. The tallest Dragon Giant today is 300 feet tall."
(Hermione exclaimed, "That's more than twice the height of the Statue of Liberty! It's not just hard to find a partner, I don't think you can find one at all!")
(Hagrid knew this all too well, "The female Giant are alright, our family has a unique expansion magic. But the male Giant ...")
Goyle offered a few words of defense for his and Crabbe's "path," saying, "We can find it in the tree realm beforehand and then have our partners walk the same 'path.'"
"Moreover, our [path] draws heavily on Eastern magical knowledge."
"You should know that the great Balala found the opportunity to elevate its own source in the East."
Draco frowned. "Our Malfoy family's 'Dragon Bloodline' data was also purchased at great expense from dragon research institutes in various countries."
"It also referenced some knowledge of the Dracula clan's Golden Path, the Blood Ancestor."
"You should know that the Blood Ancestor are among the most advanced in the Golden Path. If they hadn't died out in the Tree Realm, we wouldn't have had any chance at all."
"I choose [Dragon Bloodline]," Cedric quickly replied, fearing a fight might break out if he didn't.
"Very good, Edward. A wise choice." Draco glanced smugly at Crabbe and Goyle.
"What should I do? Should I sign a magic contract first?" Cedric asked.
"It's not that complicated. The spirit that represents magic itself is the best vessel." Draco stretched out his hand, and the baby dragon spirit appeared.
Intricate patterns are visible on the scales of platinum.
"Summon your spirit."
"Okay." Cedric thought for a moment, and the giant feathered serpent sprite poked its head out from its neck.
The adorable yet majestic dragon head turned, its scarlet eyes meeting the feathered serpent's cool, light gray pupils.
The next second, Draco recalled the elf.
"Alright."
"I don't feel anything at all," Cedric said, somewhat puzzled.
Draco patiently explained, "Of course you don't feel anything. The materials required to truly create a [Dragon Bloodline] are Astronomy, and it also requires various complicated rituals."
"Although the omnipotence of magic can be used to generate various types of energy, it still requires a lot of time."
"The omnipotence of magic?" Cedric wondered.
Draco shrugged. "That's the theory of the Dark Magic Fairy Xiu Si."
"Potions, magical rituals, and the complex mixture of energies that work on us, guide our magic, which can generate and synthesize on its own and flow actively along a specific trajectory."
"Theoretically speaking, a wizard can even brew Potions using only his own magic. As long as he has the technology."
(Snape, that works too!!)
"For fairies with unlimited time, achieving this only requires spending a negligible amount of time practicing."
"The legacy emblem of the [Road] was created based on this principle."
"In sleep, the emblem will activate, automatically mobilizing magic to generate the energy needed for the [Path], and then automatically generating a ritual to slowly transform the body."
(Ron said enviously, "All you have to do is sleep? Why isn't it me?")
(The wizards who were waiting for Cedric to return so they could learn from him are now in trouble; they have no direct reference material left.)
"This can also be accelerated through Potions and magical rituals."
"If you need it, I can lend it to you and sell it to you at cost price."
(Ron, I knew Malfoy wasn't a good guy!)
Cedric was both amused and exasperated. "I'm afraid that's your main purpose: to issue loans."
Draco nodded directly. "Of course."
"However, I must remind you that the original version of the Crest of Legacy was in the hands of our Malfoy family's progenitor."
"I am passing this down to you because I originally had three slots. If I wanted more, I would have to apply to the ancestor of the Mountain Sea Realm."
"He can sense the use of the quotas."
"If you break our agreement, or do anything that harms Malfoy's interests."
"The emblem you inherited will be sealed, and the modification will be stopped."
Cedric was overjoyed. "Wait until I finish my mission and go back to the other world to see how you manage to ban me!"
But outwardly he still showed some concern, "Damage to Malfoy's interests? How is that defined?"
Draco waved his hand, "You don't need to worry about that. The Malfoy family's businesses are all in the Mountain Sea Realm."
"In the tree world, my parents are in Azkaban. I'm the only one left."
"As long as you don't go against me, everything will be fine."
"We'll have Herbology in twenty minutes, let's talk as we walk."
The four of them got up and left the classroom.
"Let me give you a brief introduction to [Dragon Bloodline] and its three stages."
"As the name suggests, our Malfoy family's Golden Path is based on the open-source Bronze Path [Vampire] that a seventh-grade Dark Magic Fairy can learn for free."
"First comes the dragon egg stage," Draco said. "This way."
He took out the Dark Magic Script and activated the navigation.
He led them out of the castle gate and onto the right side of the castle.
"You will gradually lose your heartbeat and your breath. You will grow retractable canines like those of a vampire."
"However, you do not have the weaknesses of the vampires. You are not afraid of garlic, sunlight, or positive energy magic."
"Furthermore, you will be physically strong and invulnerable. You will possess incredible speed and skin that Winky in the sunlight, making you resistant to spells."
"At this stage, the dragon's power is still only manifested in its skin, but it has already surpassed that of the [Vampire Clan]."
"It can be compared to some weaker Silver Path, and by that I mean paths that are also developed based on the [Vampire] faction."
As they spoke, they had already crossed the lawn and arrived at the edge of the mist.
Professor Sprout stood at the edge, surrounded by students preparing for class.
"I can smell the stench of vampires right away?" Harry, a first-year student, turned around after hearing Draco's words. "Oh, it's you, Draco Malfoy."
(Ron wore a satisfied expression, as if he had just finished eating and taken a big gulp of Butterbeer. "Thankfully, although Harry's friend in this world is Neville, not me, at least he still doesn't like Malfoy.")
(Draco also breathed a sigh of relief. If he and Potter were friends in this world, he didn't know how he would face Potter when he returned.)
He looked at Cedric. "I remember your name is Edward Cullen. I suggest you don't fall for Malfoy's tricks."
"As Dark Magic Fairy, instead of accepting others' [paths], it's better to wait until seventh grade and combine the open-source Bronze Path [Vampire] [Giant] [Ghost] [Werewolf] to develop your own [path]."
Cedric was speechless. Seventh grade? I finished the mission and went back. You expect me to learn and develop on my own as a seventh grader?
He smiled politely, "I have my reasons."
"Did you hear that, Potter!" Draco sneered. "How can one person's strength compare to the efforts of several generations!"
"Even if we were to develop our own path, using the Golden Path as a foundation would be a thousand times better than choosing the Bronze Path."
Harry, as if he'd heard a joke, nudged Neville with his elbow. "Did you hear that? What kind of joke is he talking about?"
"Is the 'path' you're providing open source? You talk about the efforts of generations, but it's clearly just a hodgepodge cobbled together from various sources."
"The vampires don't properly study the source blood they've condensed, but instead choose the power of mere livestock (referring to dragons)."
Neville nodded in agreement, "Among the Golden Path of the Vampires, the Blood Ancestor is still the most powerful. It's not an exaggeration to say that as long as the Blood Sea exists, the Blood Ancestor will never die."
"Among the paths of the [Vampires] of equal level, the only advantage of [Dragon Bloodline] is that it makes the user more handsome."
"No wonder Malfoy is like a peacock, spreading his tail feathers everywhere and exposing his ugly buttocks."
Draco's pale face regained a sliver of color. "What's so great about your Potter family? Your ancestors were Green Magic Fairy who toiled in the dirt, only good at playing with weeds."
"Then he made his fortune by associating with Peverell and was fortunate enough to work in the Death Chamber, dealing with wandering ghosts."
"In the last century, they have changed course again and are now studying Balala energy."
"Changing one's mind constantly, wanting more after getting what one wants!"
"And you, Lumbaton, where is the [Blood Ancestor] powerful? The pursuit of immortality is enough with the elves bestowed upon us by the great Balala."
"I haven't seen a slain elf yet. The Blood Sea's immortality is just a superfluous addition."
"Our Malfoy made the right choice. It's all about making a good-looking body that will be used forever!"
Neville sneered, "A body to be used forever? Do you really think there's no fighting in the Mountain Sea Realm?"
"Too many Dark Magic Fairy lose their bodies in battle and are reduced to beast-like spirits. Only the immortal body of the Blood Ancestor deserves the title of a body that can be used forever!"
"Where is the strength? You really look down on them. How come you rushed over and spent most of your family's wealth to exchange for some of their open-source materials?"
"Shameless! Bah!"
(Everyone in the Great Hall looked at Neville in surprise. Was this really the sharp-tongued man? It seemed Professor Moody hadn't lied; it was the Memory Charm and the oppressive upbringing that had made Neville like this.)
"You—" Draco gasped for breath in anger.
Crabbe and Goyle rolled up their sleeves.
"Children, what are you doing?" Professor Sprout sensed something was wrong.
"Nothing?" Draco glared at Harry and Neville with resentment.
"Alright, all of you follow me." With that, Professor Sprout walked straight into the mist.
The next second, the mist dissipated, revealing a spacious, tree-lined path.
It still felt like springtime inside.
Birds sing and flowers bloom, and a clear stream flows past your feet.
The Little Grass and flowers danced in the wind, creating melodious music.
Let's stop here.
After circling around countless times, they stopped in front of a forest that looked as if it had been cast in glass.
"This is Glass Tree, a masterpiece of the great Hufflepuff."
"The surrounding natural energy is abundant, making it convenient for Green Magic Fairy to enter the field."
"You might wonder why the other three schools besides Hufflepuff also practice this kind of training."
"Those of you who studied the A History of Magic should know the history of the rise of the great Balala and the origin of the elves."
A few fanatical followers of Balala who had participated in the prayer yesterday scoffed.
"In an era when the old gods rose up, all things were under their control, and every human and wizard needed to have faith."
"Some shamans have chosen to believe in nature as a whole."
"Then, they received a natural response."
"The souls of the dead also enter the Emerald Secret Realm and are freed."
"After the Fairy Era, some fairies discovered that when the materialized spirits of their own small source and the concept of the aggregation of the great source and nature are aligned, the growth of the spirits will be promoted. Hufflepuff further researched this and pioneered the path of the Green Magic Fairy."
Hermione raised her hand to interject, "I know that. In the East, it's called the Unity of Heaven and Man."
Sprout nodded approvingly, "The Green Magic Fairy, who breathes with nature, will gain the power of the creatures of nature."
"The Red Magic Fairy, who can make a contract with Fantastic Beasts and borrow the power of animal companions, or even transform into their appearance, is just a branch of the Green Magic Fairy."
(Hagrid's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Madame Maxime's hand, "I want to become the Red Magic Fairy!")
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"Alright, everyone find a tree and sit cross-legged."
Professor Sprout waved the Magic Immortal Artifact shaped like a small shovel in his hand, and golden rings appeared around the tree.
"This is Merlin's Circle. Remember, your body must not leave the area within the circle."
"In a moment, just close your eyes. Use your body to feel the flow of the sky, the earth, and the sea, and feel the great energy that makes nature work!"