Morris tucked his wand into his robes, indicating he meant no harm, and asked with a hint of doubt, "How did you find this place? I was just conducting some ordinary magical experiments."
He remembered that the last time he performed the advancement ceremony in the wild, it did not attract any attention.
Seeing Morris put away his wand, the tall wizard visibly relaxed, his tone softening. " Hogsmeade and the area around Hogwarts are under close surveillance. I suggest you choose a different location next time you conduct your magical experiments."
As he spoke, he took a crystal ball out of his pocket and looked at it for a few seconds.
"Oh, it's not Dark Magic."
He said in a low voice, then pulled out a small notebook. "Don't waste any more time, sir. I want to finish my work as soon as possible. Please tell me your name; just your name is enough."
Morris was reluctant to reveal his name and was about to make one up.
However, by this time, the Bone Dragon's advancement ceremony had come to an end.
At the center of the magic circle, the last wisps of mist were suddenly and completely absorbed into the Bone Dragon's body.
"Buzz--!"
With a soft hum, the light from the magic circle dissipated, having fulfilled its purpose.
In the center of the open space, the fully evolved Bone Dragon stood silently.
Its body was more robust than before, its bones exhibiting a deep, heavy dark silver color, making it more textured, and its wings were fully spread, surrounded by a faint gray aura.
In addition, the soul fire in his eyes became more solid and was gently flickering.
Advanced, perfect success.
The Bone Dragon looked at Morris and slowly lowered its head.
As the fog dissipated, the two wizards from the Ministry of Magic were finally able to see the Bone Dragon's appearance clearly.
They gasped almost simultaneously, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Morris did not intend to stay there for long.
"Ah, I have to go," he waved to the two of them, "If you want to ask my name, you can call me."
" Knight!"
After leaving behind a cryptic code name, Morris whistled.
With a sudden flap of its wings, the Bone Dragon soared into the air, precisely biting Morris's waist and flicking him away.
This movement may seem rough, but it is actually incredibly skillful.
As Morris landed on his back, he used the Bone Summoning Spell to create a bone glove on his feet, which fused firmly with the dragon bones.
Perfect!
The Bone Dragon flapped its wings again, and in the blink of an eye, it carried Morris and disappeared into the horizon.
Two Ministry of Magic employees stared blankly at the sky.
There was a silence that lasted for almost half a minute.
"Uh..." The short wizard looked at his colleague beside him and asked hesitantly, "What should we do? Chase after them?"
Chase? With what? The other party was riding a flying, skeletal dragon that looked intimidating, and vanished in an instant.
Without a doubt, he was an extremely powerful wizard.
They didn't even bring a broom.
The tall wizard sighed. "Forget it, let's just pretend we didn't see it. We were only here to deal with the unusual magical fluctuations. Now that the source of the fluctuations has disappeared, the matter is over. Let's go back and write the report."
As a working person, it's always better to avoid trouble.
Since we all get the same salary, why make things difficult for ourselves?
Meanwhile, Morris was enjoying the thrill of flight in the air.
Although it was the dead of winter, he was encased in tightly fitting bone armor and had cast Warming Charm, so he had no need to worry about the temperature.
Each acceleration of the Bone Dragon brings a noticeable push-back feeling and a whooshing sound as it cuts through the air.
This is a completely different experience from riding Skeleton Unicorn across the ground.
It feels like you have more freedom, as if the whole world is unfolding beneath your feet.
The Bone Dragon seemed particularly engrossed in the feeling of flying, occasionally even playfully performing a small side roll.
"Stop messing around!" Morris laughed and scolded, but he felt more cheerful than ever before.
No wonder so many people want to go to heaven.
Flying is truly fascinating.
Amidst the wind and snow, Morris flew in a large circle around the surrounding mountains, passing not only over Hogsmeade but also over Hogwarts Castle.
Overall, the Bone Dragon's stamina, speed, and agility are all very impressive.
The current Bone Dragon not only have greatly increased flight capabilities, but also much higher intelligence, enabling them to perform more complex flight maneuvers according to Morris's instructions.
Sharp turns, dives, climbs... all executed with effortless grace.
This combo of attacks left Morris feeling a bit dizzy.
About twenty minutes later, Morris reluctantly signaled the Bone Dragon to return to Hogwarts.
They chose to land in an open area near the west side of the castle.
Morris removed his armor, flipped off the dragon, and landed steadily.
He gently patted the Bone Dragon's cold head, his eyes full of admiration. "Good boy, you're amazing."
The Bone Dragon lowered its head, emanating a pleasant emotional fluctuation.
At that moment, Yanhua flew down from the sky and landed on Morris's shoulder, causing him to cry out urgently and make body movements.
"You mean someone in the castle saw me? Who was it?"
"The old man with the long beard... Dumbledore, it's alright now."
Just as Morris was about to put away the Bone Dragon, two figures appeared out of thin air before him— Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.
Judging from the remaining flames in the air, it must have been Fawkes who brought them here.
Dumbledore casually draped a thick blue cloak over his shoulders, his face bearing his usual gentle smile, as he sized up Morris and the Bone Dragon that had just landed beside him.
Professor McGonagall's reaction was much more intense.
The moment she landed, she rushed forward, shielding Morris behind her, her wand pointed directly at the Bone Dragon, as if facing a formidable enemy.
" Minerva, calm down, that's not the enemy," Dumbledore's calm voice rang out.
" Albus! Look closely! What is that?!" Professor McGonagall's voice was unusually tense.
She remained in a defensive posture.
Clearly, in her view, this suddenly appearing Bone Dragon was undoubtedly an enemy.
Morris was somewhat amused and exasperated. " Professor McGonagall, don't be nervous, this guy is my pet."
"What?" Professor McGonagall was taken aback, repeating incredulously, "A pet?"
"Yes." Morris nodded readily.
To prove his point, he turned to the Bone Dragon and commanded in a clear voice, "Say hello, be friendly."
For some reason, the Bone Dragon kept conveying fear to Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall as they approached.
Upon hearing the command, the Bone Dragon lowered its massive head even further, almost touching the ground, and then walked very slowly to Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, shaking its head tremblingly.
Is there any need to be this afraid?
A sense of doubt arose in Morris's mind.
Aside from him, the Bone Dragon seemed to have a deep-seated fear of human wizards.
This wasn't just true for Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, but also for the earlier twins.
why is that?