My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

Dante shook his fingers, which were clenched into cones, and said to Latan, "Dude, you look uglier than my Transfiguration thesis."

Minamoto Kiyotaka had a ruddy complexion and a full breath. He took several tuna sandwiches from the golden plate and placed them in front of the red lion. He asked with concern, "Did you not sleep well?"

It is now nine o'clock on Sunday morning. Professor Dumbledore announced half an hour ago that the damage to the castle has been completely repaired. The young wizards can finally end their two-day camping and return to the magical ceiling of the hall to enjoy breakfast in the magically simulated sunlight.

Latan rubbed his aching temples with his knuckles, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember what he dreamed about last night.

I only vaguely remember some incomprehensible fragments like "inside and outside".

He took a bite of his tuna sandwich and retched because of the fishy smell. He told his friends, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"Don't try to be brave." Minamoto Kiyotaka patted Latan's broad back and looked at the guest of honor seat. "Why is there a new teacher here?"

Ratan turned his head and automatically ignored Lockhart who was boasting to Professor Sinistra that he could repair the castle within an hour. He saw Mance Rundstedt chatting with Professor Sprout to the right of the headmaster's big golden chair.

Looks like I need to take an extra class on Magic Mechanical Design, that's great.

However, whenever he thought about the fact that this man would be killed by the dragon servant in seventeen years, Latan felt a cold anger surge from the bottom of his heart. These arrogant and conceited lizards of the dragon clan should be completely exterminated.

Are these filthy alien bastards worthy of living together with the great and pure humans on this sacred planet?!

Never allow...never allow!!!

Without warning, his right eye began to sting, as if a thousand invisible needles were inserted into the eye socket. Latan let out an uncontrollable roar, covered his eyes and lowered his head, and cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes.

Marenia turned her face away instantly, and Ginny screamed and wiped the sweat from Latarn's face with a handkerchief.

Zheng Shilong looked at the red lion's pale face with fear and trepidation. A glimmer of hope appeared in Siegfried's eyes, and the two had the same thought in their minds.

Is it possible that this new radical chairman is going to die?

"Mamma mia, man!" Dante screamed and held onto Latarn's shoulders, "You don't look like you're okay!"

"You should go back to the dormitory and lie down for a while." Colin said carefully.

"It's okay... This is an old problem of mine... Thank you, Ginny." Latan took the handkerchief from Ginny and wiped his sweaty cheeks. "I'll return it to you after I wash it."

"Never mind it, you need some sleep!" Ginny said sternly, "Now, right now!"

"I totally agree with Ginny." Minamoto Kiyotaka said with a straight face, "Go back to the dormitory. We will wake you up when it's almost noon."

Facing his friends' concern, Latan smiled helplessly, picked up a bottle of pumpkin juice and a bacon sandwich from the table, and said while eating: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you..."

After leaving the Great Hall, Latan walked up the marble steps to the Gryffindor Tower on the seventh floor, and met the old-fashioned castle caretaker Argus Filch on the way.

The grumpy old man, holding his beloved cat, Mrs. Norris, who was as skinny as he was, was showing a group of men and women wrapped in black windbreakers around the castle.

It was hard for Latan not to notice the dark silver badges on the chests of these men in black windbreakers. On the badge was a half-dead, half-living, half-dead World Tree, which revealed their identities - operators of the Kassel Academy Executive Department.

It makes sense. Hilbert Jean-Anger would not let Mance come to Hogwarts alone. He must be accompanied by some members of the Executive Department. But... are they here to protect the young wizards from the Mad Dragon Virus, or to demonstrate the majesty of Kassel Academy?

Latan was more inclined to the latter. He took a deep look at the men in black trench coats, noted their number, and continued walking upstairs until he came to the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Password, dear?" The Fat Lady smiled kindly.

"Honeyeater."

The portrait swung forward, and Latan squeezed himself into the increasingly narrow hole in the wall, passed through the common room where two or three senior students were sitting, walked up the spiral staircase, and returned to the dormitory with his name engraved on the doorplate.

The house-elf had moved in all the things that he and his roommates had left in the tent, and even the messy bed had been ironed smooth, without any faults.

An idea suddenly jumped out of Latan's mind - domesticating dragons, taming all those big lizards into pets and tools for humans, which might be able to extract more surplus value than exterminating them.

Go back to the Forbidden Forest to find the Boom Dragon. Although it has nothing to do with dragons, I still have to try to tame it first...

With all these thoughts in mind, Latan took off his clothes and lay on the bed for a while. After a few minutes, he found himself staring at the velvet ceiling of the four-poster bed in a daze. He had no desire to sleep at all.

Sitting up angrily, Latan simply took out the refining furnace, summoned the black iron armor that was cut by the rebellious sword from the belt buckle, and used the remaining Taishan spiritual iron to repair the protective gear.

The fact that Dante, who had turned into a demon, was able to cut the breastplate with his sword shows that the thickness of the armor plates is still not thick enough. In addition, there is only one layer of tights on the thighs and upper arms, which also need to be covered with armor.

But this will greatly reduce my flexibility... It doesn't matter, I can build in a magic skeleton to coordinate with my movements.

In order to drive the magic skeleton, the output of the power backpack also needs to be adjusted, so just increase its size a little bit and install a few engine nozzles.

Since so much armor has been added, why not just make the shoulder armor larger and thicker, make it into an arc shape, and engrave runes of the Iron Armor Spell inside. This way, you only need to turn sideways to defend, eliminating the need for a shield, and freeing up one hand to hold a gun or a wand.

Just carving it isn't enough, maybe I should just fix the magic book on the shoulder armor.

As for the helmet, my long hair can't fit into the helmet, so I'll continue to use the shape of the previous iron mask, make some adjustments to the details, and change the fixing method...

The leaping flames from the four-legged square tripod illuminated Latan's calm face. Each component of the armor was repeatedly forged by gravity and lightning in the refining furnace, reshaping and transforming.

Time passed unknowingly, and just as Latan compressed the new armor into his belt, he heard a familiar sound of footsteps outside the door.

I can’t let them find out that I didn’t get enough rest!

He quickly put away the furnace, put his belt on the bedside table, lifted the quilt to cover his body, pretended to have just woken up, yawned and said to Dante who pushed the door open, "Is it noon already?"

Unexpectedly, not only Dante didn't laugh, even Minamoto Kiyotaka, who was always smiling, had a serious look on his face.

Colin looked like he was about to cry. He handed a copy of the Daily Prophet to Latan and said tremblingly, "Monster... It's a monster..."

"?"

When Latan took the newspaper, he immediately saw the photo of the surging waves on the front page. The rugged reefs stood in the middle of the sea, breaking the waves into white foam.

In the next moment, the cluster of reefs suddenly shook, and a huge dark shadow hundreds of meters high appeared under the waves. The towering reef was just a small dorsal fin!

In the enchanted photo, the giant lizard-like beast stood up and roared silently towards the sky. The sound waves alone shattered the sea water around it into mist. The jagged bony fins on its back emitted a faint cold light, and there were faint arcs of electricity jumping around!

The title of the front-page article was: "Pacific Phantom! The giant beast appears!"

First it was Ultraman, now is it the monster’s turn?

Latan looked serious as he read the front-page article as quickly as possible. After confirming that the giant beast appeared in the South Pacific and had not yet shown any aggression towards humans, he asked Minamoto Kiyotaka, who looked unhappy, "Do you know it?"

"There should be no Japanese who doesn't know Godzilla," Minamoto Kiyotaka replied. "Godzilla, a monster that feeds on nuclear energy... It must be because the Japanese government deceived the people and tried to forget the sins they committed in the past, so Godzilla came to punish them!"

"Calm down! It's just a beast, not a god!"

Latan stood up and held the shoulders of the emotionally out-of-control Minamoto Kiyotaka, and said to Dante who pursed his lips, "I'm going to find Professor Dumbledore. It's necessary for him to know about this. You go and inform Havana, Wilbur, Zheng Shilong and Siegfried that I want to meet all the time travelers in the Room of Requirement at nine o'clock tonight."

With the modern level of science and technology, human beings have explored no more than 5% of the ocean. Even though we were able to land on the moon 23 years ago, we still cannot uncover all the mysteries of the ocean.

（注：阿波罗载人登月工程 开始于1961年5月，1969年7月20至21日首次实现登月。）

However, a creature of this size is capable of affecting the entire earth's ecosystem and there is no reason for it to appear out of nowhere!

A terrible thought popped up in Latan's mind: Could it be that this monster named Godzilla was also a time traveler?

But unlike the four major factions, this traverser obtained the body of a wild beast.

With this question in mind, Latan walked sideways and quickly down the spiral staircase, passed through the crowded common room, pushed open the portrait of the Fat Lady, went out, and ran towards the entrance of the principal's office on the third floor.

On the way, he also met Draco Malfoy, who opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something to him.

"Sorry, I'm busy now!" Latan said, and took a step down four steps. His long red hair fluttered in the air like a flag, and the wind brought by his robe messed up Draco's shiny golden hair.

Arriving at the third floor of the castle, Latan ran to a gargoyle stone beast amid the scolding of the magic portraits around him. The extremely ugly stone monster grunted and fixed its two eyes on him, as if waiting for something.

Latan was speechless for a moment, angry at himself for forgetting such an obvious thing. It was obvious that a password was required to enter the headmaster's office, but Dumbledore did not tell him the password, and he himself even forgot to ask.

Fortunately, before Latan could figure out the headmaster's thoughts, the gargoyle suddenly came to life, jumped to the side nimbly and silently, and the wall behind it split in two, and Professor McGonagall, Mr. Mance, and a bald man Latan had never seen before walked out.

Although he had never seen him in person, Latan recognized him from his calculative businessman's attitude and his sadly sparse blond hair. He was Frost Gattuso, the uncle of Caesar Gattuso, who was just 4 years old this year.

Seeing Latarn standing here, Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Mr. Magnus, I was just about to go find you. Professor Dumbledore is already upstairs waiting for you to visit."

"Okay, professor, I'll go up right away." Latan nodded to Mance and Frost, said sorry, and then climbed the automatically ascending spiral staircase.

Before the wall behind him closed, Latan heard Frost say to Mance: "Is he the Latan you told me about? Why is he so irritable? It's really outrageous..."

Latan smiled. Although Frost was indeed unlikable, in the fourth part of Dragon Tribe, this man faced the irresistible invasion of dragons and showed his absolute courage to refuse to retreat even if he died. He was a great dragon slayer and a true warrior who was imperfect.