My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

The magic engine roared in the power backpack.

Scorching steam gushed out of the iron cross-shaped air holes on the visor. Latan crossed his arms across his chest, and the magnetic field emblem appeared on the two huge shoulder armors. Gravity lightning piled up like waves, crushing towards his principal!

Gravity Magic·Dark Wave!

Deep purple lightning gradually fell, and the carpet showed a terrifying concave arc. The wood chips and paper scraps floating in the air were crushed into the carpet by the increased gravity, and the two were almost fused into one.

Dumbledore smiled and raised his hand. The levitation spell, which was powerful enough to distort the air, held up the gravity lightning. The air waves generated by the collision of the two made his robes flutter and his silver hair dance wildly.

"Why do you restrain your arms, child?"

"Wearing armor is a sign of respect for a warrior. My pride won't allow me to use a weapon against an unarmed old man."

There was a dull metallic sound in Latarn's voice: "I will never use my hands unless you take up the wand."

Dumbledore smiled slightly, and suddenly clenched his raised hands. The mighty magic power directly wiped out the gravity lightning!

It's not about offsetting, but completely erasing it from existence to nothingness!

"Now is not the time to be concerned about your opponents, Ratan."

Multicasting Transfiguration Spell!

The walls on both sides of the office suddenly protruded, and the bricks and stones grew like trees, turning into thick and heavy rock pillars, all slamming towards the silver-armored giant in the middle!

Latan stood there indifferently, his mind moved slightly, and the Iron Armor Spell engraved on the inside of the shoulder armor was instantly activated. The rock pillar slammed into the invisible spherical shield and exploded into countless sharp fragments!

"Oppugno Jinx!"

The Red Lion roared, and magic power surged. Thousands of pieces of rubble around it briefly froze in the air, and then shot towards Dumbledore!

The stone pieces tore through the air with a sharp explosion. At this distance and speed, their power was no less than that of bullets!

"Nice control, but it would be better if you could turn the stone into metal before using this spell."

Dumbledore commented with a faint smile, and waved his hands casually to both sides. The flying stones were instantly transformed into furry canaries by the Transfiguration Spell. Their feathers showed a cold metallic luster, and there was a shimmering sound when they flapped their wings, which reflected towards Latarn like a rain of arrows.

Latan's eyes were focused as he silently absorbed the hint from Dumbledore's words. The magnetic field emblem floating on his shoulder armor flashed purple light!

Gravity Magic·Force Field Blade!

Dozens of translucent purple arc blades condensed out of thin air, split the Metal Canary in half, and slashed towards Dumbledore's body with the remaining force!

At the same time, Latan silently chanted the Transfiguration Spell, fusing the remains of the Canary into a baby with wings on its back, holding two miniature MG-42 general-purpose machine guns in its hands, and firing bullets at the Hogwarts headmaster amid its silver bell-like laughter!

"Very good! The most important quality of a wizard is to have a wild imagination!"

Dumbledore clapped his hands vigorously amid the sound of gunfire, and the applause wiped out the force-field blade that was slashing at his chest. At the same time, dozens of large books flew out from his oak bookcase, all made of metal, blocking all the tiny but powerful bullets.

"Latan, if you continue to hold back, you will never be able to let me pick up the wand. Don't you know where your limits are? Then let me, your teacher, open your eyes."

Faced with Dumbledore's naked provocation, Ratan nodded in shame. The other party was the most powerful white wizard of the time, and he was a novice who had entered the wizarding world for less than a month. Naturally, these tricks used to deal with time travelers could not make the principal take him seriously.

That being the case...

Gravity magic: fifty times gravity field!

Deep purple lightning struck the sky like a rainstorm. Even Dumbledore's levitation spell could not completely offset it. The base of the tower where the office was located made a terrifying cracking sound. The old man's body swayed a bit, but his smile became more and more relieved: "Good job."

Multiple spellcasting, blazing fire, freezing ground and day and night!

Waves of fire hit his face and ice cones pierced his back. Latan was attacked from both sides by cold and heat. The roar of the magic engine became more and more violent. The spherical shield of the Iron Armor Spell was crumbling under the alternation of cold and heat, but the eyes of the Red Lion became brighter and brighter.

Gravity Magic·Dark Wave!

The triple purple-black rings blasted away the ice and fire, and Latan transformed the metal angel into a shuttle-shaped spear, with deep purple lightning wrapped around it, making it hot and red from the inside out!

In Muggle books, there is a weapon that only exists on paper. Due to various problems such as energy storage and materials, it has not been officially put into service. However... magic is enough to erase these problems!

Technology and magic are superimposed, show up!

Gravity magic·Electromagnetic bombardment cannon!

The lightning ring exploded with a loud bang, and the metal spear was instantly accelerated to 200m/s, shooting straight towards Dumbledore's chest with a violent posture that could not be captured by the human eye!

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A bolt of thunder exploded in the clear sky. The centaur leader, Falaniel, looked at the tallest tower of Hogwarts Castle in shock. He saw a huge radiating hole exploded on the top of the tower. Two incandescent lines started from there, crossed the entire sky, and disappeared into tiny sparks above the Forbidden Forest.

He muttered to himself: "What... is going on?"

“Destruction…” High Priest Tong En fell to his knees and shouted in fear, “This is a sign of destruction!!!”

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In the headmaster's office, Latan apologized repeatedly to the old headmasters who were awakened by the wall. While repairing the wall and the furniture in the room with the repair spell, he said to Dumbledore who was holding the silver sword: "Are you okay, Professor?"

Dumbledore was wearing tattered robes, holding a dirty Sorting Hat in his left hand and a silver sword with a ruby ​​inlaid hilt in his right hand.

At that critical moment, the old man pulled out the sharp blade from the Sorting Hat and blocked his chest with it, cutting the oncoming electromagnetic bombardment cannon in half.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but a large amount of black air first gushed out of his mouth and nose and disappeared into the air.

The mad dragon virus was expelled by this thrilling attack.

It is a creature with the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm. If the host's life is in danger of death at any time, it will naturally choose to interrupt parasitism and escape quickly.

Ratan watched as Dumbledore's unusually ruddy face returned to normal, the wrinkles on his skin smoothed out, the age spots faded and disappeared, and the whole person seemed to have instantly become thirty years younger. Even his well-proportioned muscle lines began to swell, and his broad chest muscles even pushed open his collar.

Dumbledore covered his mouth and coughed hard a few times. The sticky dark blood fell into his palm. His breath became even and deep: "It couldn't be better, child. I haven't felt so relaxed in a long time."

Looking at the principal's forearms, which looked as if they could beat a bull to death, Latan said seriously, "If you participate in a bodybuilding competition, Schwarzenegger will have no chance."

Dumbledore laughed heartily. He was more delighted at the possibility of curing the mad dragon virus than at his own recovery. "Thank you for your good words, but I won't participate as an old man. After all, briefs are more pleasing to the young... Sit down, sit down."

He waved his hand, and as if time had gone back, all the damaged tables, chairs and furniture in the office were repaired, and the broken walls and the crooked portraits of past principals were restored to normal.

The Holy Shield Magic Armor rolled up and retracted into the belt, and the exposed mechanical structure retracted into the buckle. Latan picked up the robe from the ground and dusted it off. While putting it on, he said to Dumbledore anxiously, "Professor, since this method can stably cure the Mad Dragon Virus, the Ministry of Magic should promote it immediately."

"Kid, you talk like a politician."

"Uh... excuse me? But civilians are the ones most affected by this disaster. Shouldn't the British government do something?"

"They won't do anything." Dumbledore's calm tone was filled with obvious disappointment. "Latan, you are a German and may not understand how the British government agencies operate. If such a crisis occurs, the people will become dissatisfied with the current Prime Minister, which will lead to the collapse of the cabinet. They are absolutely unwilling to let such a thing happen."

Latan frowned: "What if the people ask the government for help?"

"The government will provide all support except for help." Dumbledore touched his fingertips together and placed them on his chest. "Otherwise, why would I choose to cooperate with Cassel College instead of applying for assistance from the Ministry of Magic?"

"But this is a matter of life and death! People's lives should not be threatened like this!"

Dumbledore sighed: "I told the Ministry of Magic the same thing before... They adopted the 'Fourth Order Strategy' to silence me."

"Sorry, fourth level what?" Latan's eyes widened.

"In the first stage, they claim nothing happened; in the second stage, they say maybe something happened but they shouldn't have done anything; in the third stage, they say maybe they should have done something but there was nothing they could do; in the fourth stage, they say maybe they could have done something but now it's too late."

Dumbledore shrugged his broad and strong shoulders helplessly: "This is the fourth-order tactic."

Latan couldn't believe his ears. Such absurd remarks actually came from the Ministry of Magic. This showed that both the Ministry of Magic and the British government had become the mouthpieces of capital. Except for the interests of a small number of elites and politicians, they didn't care about the lives of the people at all!

Mr. Marx, Comrade Lenin, Great Man Mao, all the pioneers under the red flag, I need your help...

The red lion clenched his fists, veins popping out on the back of his hands, and said with suppressed anger: "So, now we can only rely on ourselves, right?"

"I suppose you have read this book, Ratan?" Dumbledore took out a green-covered paperback from the desk drawer. On it was written "Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets" in large gold letters. "This was given to me by a time traveler, and it was because of the appearance of this book that I asked Hagrid to seal the secret passage in the abandoned girls' bathroom on the second floor."

Ratan immediately remembered that when he got off the Hogwarts Express, Hagrid was not only late, but his moleskin coat was covered with cement dust and red brick powder.

It turned out to be the case.

Thoughts were churning in his head, and Latan said, "Professor, do you mean that we can cooperate with the time travelers if necessary?"

"That's right, and I know you have done so."

Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction. "Whether it was buying firearms from Miss Elena or obtaining the tools and methods for refining weapons from Mr. Zheng, you did a great job. Even after you killed Park Changyong, you cleaned up the scene very well. If it weren't for Myrtle, I wouldn't have known that you would be so determined to carry out the mission."

Latan looked directly into Dumbledore's blue eyes behind his half-moon glasses, and put his fingers together to his lips: "Professor, is this encouragement or a warning?"

"What do you think?"

Dumbledore asked back with a smile. He took out a pocket watch from his arms. There were twenty-four pointers on the face of the watch, and a star was moving slowly around the edge of the face.

After glancing at the time, he said to the silent Latan: "Well, don't keep Mr. Malfoy waiting. Goodbye, Latan."

"Goodbye, Professor Dumbledore."

After leaving the principal's office, Latan took the automatically descending spiral staircase back to the third floor, walked out of the cracked wall, and met Malenia head-on.

The disabled girl was the first to ask, "How did you make such a big noise in the principal's office?"

“It’s hard for me to say.”

Latan answered with his head down and expressionless, walked straight past her, walked down the stairs in a few steps, came to the first floor of the castle, walked through the deserted corridor, and came to the courtyard.

In the warm sunshine, Lucius sat on the edge of the flower bed where Latan had hidden Kimberly before (see Chapter 22 for details), holding a freshly picked green pomegranate in his hand, and gently sniffing its fresh scent at the tip of his nose.

Seeing Latan's figure, he pointed to the seat next to him and said, "Please take a seat."

"I'll just stand here, Mr. Malfoy." Latarn was in no mood to play tricks with the other party. His majestic body stood in front of Lucius, and the shadow he cast directly covered the other party. "What can I do for you?"

Seeing the Red Lion being so rude, Lucius' mouth twitched, and he said in a low voice: "I helped you suppress the matter of Kimberly Burke, otherwise you would have been expelled from school by the board of directors. Although I don't know why you wanted to take action against the heir of the Burke family, I have repaid the favor I owe you."

As he spoke, he tugged at his collar, revealing a few faint bruises. These were caused by Mr. Weasley pinching him in Flourish and Blotts bookstore more than half a month ago. He almost died at that time.

Latan glanced at the wrinkled skin on Lucius' neck, then looked up at the castle's Gothic relief walls and multi-arched windowsills. "You know what? I've never seen my father, and I wish I could kill him with my own hands. So, I envy Draco because he has the fatherly love that I never had."

Lucius raised his eyebrows. "What on earth do you want to say?"

"Mr. Malfoy, you owe me not one but two favors - don't be so quick to deny it."

Latan took out a diary with a black cover and said to Lucius, whose face changed drastically, "Just now, I could have reported to Professor Dumbledore that you were hiding Voldemort's Horcrux. This would not only destroy your career, but also break up your family and turn your son into a sinner."

Although Professor Dumbledore already knew about this through the original book, Lucius didn't know it.

Latan took advantage of this information gap. He didn't trust Cassel Academy, nor did he think Hogwarts alone could protect everyone. He needed Lucius, or more precisely, a lot of money.

"I have no idea what this is!" Lucius roared at the top of his lungs. "It's just a—"

Latan coldly opened the diary and faced him. Tom's handwriting appeared on the blank page: "Okay, really good! Lucius, not only did you give me to a little girl casually, but now you want me to clean your ass?!"

The words disappeared, and a pair of evil red eyes opened from the paper. The snake-like vertical pupils emitted a cold light, which made Lucius tremble all over.

His face was extremely pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "My Lord...I..."

"Say my name, and let me know who you serve!" urged Tom in ink.

Lucius looked around nervously, and after making sure that no one was paying attention, he knelt down in front of Latarn and shouted in a low voice: "Great Voldemort, the most powerful Dark Lord, I am loyal to you!"

"Wrong!" Tom wrote the word viciously, "You should be loyal to Latan Magnus! He is my personally chosen successor, who will complete our unfinished work! Now, stand up and swear an oath to Magnus!"

"You don't need to swear an oath." Latan put away the diary that accompanied his acting and picked up Lucius from the ground with one hand. "Now, do you want to continue to quibble, or cooperate with me to accomplish a greater cause?"

"You...what do you want to do?" Lucius looked up at Latarn's angular and resolute face and swallowed nervously. "As long as the Malfoy family can do it, I will fully cooperate."

Latan smiled easily and said, "I want to buy some small commodities from the former Soviet Union."

Lucius was stunned, not because the request was too difficult, but because it was too simple.

The Malfoy family's business empire has long gone beyond the British Peninsula. From Wall Street in the United States to the whole of Western Europe, the Malfoy family can be found. Not to mention purchasing some specialties from the former Soviet Union, they can even get girls from the former Soviet Union.

But remembering that the person in front of him was still an 11-year-old child, Lucius asked hesitantly: "Uh... do you want Soviet nesting dolls, bread, or vodka?"

"Do you know the T-80U?"

"You mean the Muggle battle tanks? No problem, how many do you need?"

"How many cars?"

Latan smiled and leaned over, put his left hand on Lucius's shoulder, and slowly clenched his right fist with his palm facing up: "Shells, frames, ignition engines, various parts processing, a whole production line, I want them all!"