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Normally, when you kill a dragon of a particular element, refining its body into a Dragon Core and implanting it allows you to gain the corresponding Dragon Slayer Magic.
The Black Dragon's element is Devour—an ability that can absorb and break down all forms of magic into pure magic energy, rendering all magical attacks ineffective. It is the dragon destined to end the world.
If George could slay the Black Dragon and refine its Dragon Core, he too would become immune to all magical attacks.
This would make him a natural counter to virtually every mage. Even against stronger opponents, as long as their physical body wasn't tougher than his, they wouldn't be able to defeat him.
Alternatively, if his counterpart in the new world could obtain the Qi Source Stream, it might grant him a similar effect.
The next day, George led the guild members, along with Zeref, away from the Western Continent, heading toward the sacred land of their guild—Tenrou Island.
Zeref and Mavis would live on Tenrou Island going forward, while George planned to spend time there digesting and mastering all the magic he had obtained during the Western Continent expedition.
Of course, there would also be plenty of magical exchanges with Zeref and Mavis.
George was deeply fascinated by Zeref's Black Magic, especially his ability to create powerful demons.
His own knowledge of life creation had only developed to a basic level after discussions with Hiiragi Elio. As of now, he still couldn't create a sentient magical lifeform independently.
But if he wanted to create a world of his own in the future, life creation would be essential.
At the same time, in the Harry Potter world…
"You see, by casting a Shrinking Charm inside the car, you can make its exterior paper-thin, allowing it to pass through narrow gaps while keeping the interior space unchanged."
In the garage of the Burrow, George was discussing alchemy with Arthur Weasley.
Arthur's alchemy skills were quite impressive, and George often visited the Weasley household after work to exchange ideas and knowledge.
"Dad, George—dinner's ready!"
A head with fiery red hair poked into the garage—it was Ginny Weasley.
Right behind her, a second head appeared.
"Long time no see, George!"
"Long time no see, Hermione!"
George wasn't surprised to see Hermione. He smiled and waved in greeting.
She had written to him earlier saying she'd be visiting the Weasleys today, and tomorrow she'd join them to attend the once-every-four-years Quidditch World Cup.
As for Harry, he had already moved out of his aunt's house and was now living with Sirius Black in the old Black residence.
He would arrive at the match tomorrow along with Sirius.
After the explosion at Azkaban and the escape of all the Death Eaters, Voldemort—even if not yet fully resurrected—already had a large number of loyal followers.
So living with his aunt and uncle was no longer safe for Harry.
Lily's blood protection magic only worked against Voldemort himself, not against his Death Eaters.
Previously, Voldemort was merely a wandering soul, making Harry's aunt's house the safest place for him.
But now, a few Death Eaters could easily snatch Harry away from there.
Sirius's ancestral home, on the other hand, had been personally enchanted by Dumbledore with the Fidelius Charm and was protected by a top-tier wizard—Sirius himself—making it much safer.
"Hermione, your hair and your teeth?"
While walking from the garage to the Burrow, George looked at Hermione's now-smooth hair and the absence of her trademark buck teeth, clearly surprised.
Hermione had always had fine features, but her appearance was previously overshadowed by her thick, frizzy hair and large, bunny-like front teeth.
She'd always been more focused on studying than on her appearance, never bothering with makeup or fashion like most girls.
But now—with her sleek hair, straightened teeth, shaped eyebrows, a hint of lipstick, and light makeup—the transformation was striking.
While she couldn't be called a peerless beauty just yet, she now looked like one of those girls who turn heads at a glance.
It was all about the contrast.
If Hermione had always put effort into her appearance, the changes wouldn't have been so impactful. But going from the classic schoolbook nerd to someone who could be considered a campus beauty was quite a shock.
Truth be told, even now, Hermione wasn't quite as pretty as Ginny—who had always been a beautiful girl since childhood.
Word had it that Ginny already had suitors from both her own year and the year above since the start of school.
But when it came to beauty, George had yet to meet anyone in any world more stunning than Lucianne.
So in his eyes, Ginny's looks were just "normal"—not something that stirred much emotion.
Still, Hermione's sudden transformation today did catch him by surprise.
Of course, it was all in admiration—he had no deeper feelings.
Hermione, despite being just under fifteen, already looked quite mature due to Western girls maturing early, but to George, she was still a child.
He had no romantic thoughts about Hermione, and with Ginny being only twelve, even less so.
Maybe in seven or eight years, once they were all grown up, there might be a sliver of possibility.
"I used a hair-smoothing potion on my hair, and I cast a Shrinking Charm on my teeth," Hermione replied casually, quickly changing the topic.
"George, are you coming with us tomorrow?"
"I'm not as busy as Percy. I only occasionally take part in matches, so yes, I'll be joining you all."
George nodded with a smile, not pressing the topic further.
Umbridge, wary of him stealing too much spotlight, rarely assigned him any duties.
As a result, George was mostly free at the Ministry, spending his time seeking out capable witches and wizards from various departments to exchange magical knowledge.
Occasionally, he fulfilled his obligations by joining the English team for the preliminary rounds of the Quidditch World Cup.
Naturally, the outcome was a smooth journey to the finals.
During those matches, George never caught the Golden Snitch right away. Doing so would've robbed his teammates of the game experience.
Instead, he waited until their team was far behind, with little hope of winning, and then dramatically caught the Snitch to turn the tide.
This made for a far more thrilling spectacle than ending the match in an instant.
Comeback victories always tug at the heartstrings more than effortless domination.
Originally, George had gained fame in the British wizarding world due to the Sirius–Pettigrew incident. But now, thanks to the Quidditch World Cup, he was known across the entire magical world.
The youngest Seeker in history, the miracle-maker who always snatched victory from the jaws of defeat—the most famous Quidditch star in the world: George.
From elderly wizards to young children, nearly half the global wizarding population had become his fans.
And if he won the championship tomorrow, his fan base was sure to grow even more.
(End of Chapter)