My research into the Animagus art had finally reached its peak. After years of experimentation, blood rituals, and countless transformations, I achieved what no witch or wizard before me ever could.
I became a dragon.
Not merely any dragon—but a Hungarian Horntail, larger and more fearsome than any recorded in history. My wings could blot out the sun; my scales gleamed like obsidian, harder than enchanted steel. My roar shattered mountains, my flames burned blue-white, capable of melting enchanted stone.
When I first took this form, the power was intoxicating. The primal force that coursed through me, the pulse of magic in every muscle, every beat of my wings—it was like becoming the living embodiment of destruction itself. I could feel the heartbeat of the world trembling beneath my claws.
My studies in transfiguration deepened with this transformation. Objects I reshaped no longer reverted. My will, my magic, had reached such potency that even reality itself began to accept my changes as truth. Transfiguration was no longer illusion—it was creation. Permanent, absolute.
Yet mastery invites new challenges. Working with dragons had always been dangerous, but as my experiments grew more ambitious, the beasts began to resist. Their rage was unmatched; their flames could rival my own.
To continue my research, I forged new spells—spells capable of binding even the most ancient dragons. Chains of fire that wrapped around wings like molten steel. Seals that could paralyze their very magic. Barriers woven from death energy itself.
I needed their blood, their organs, their very essence to understand the mystery of magical life and evolution. So I fought them—sometimes entire broods at once—testing my creations in battle. It was brutal work, but necessary.
Their blood became fuel for new discoveries. Their hearts, sources of power for alchemical experiments. Their scales, ingredients for armor that could withstand the wrath of gods.
And as I stood amid the ashes of yet another fallen dragon, feeling its life fade beneath my hand, I realized something unsettling.
I was no longer simply a master of dragons.I had become one.