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Chapter 241: Hungarian Tree Peak Dragon
🕑 Added 2025-07-15 03:46:42 +0000 UTCThe influence of the Kamar-Taj Magic Award in the magical world is vast, and the rewards it offers excite all magicians! Whether they are high-level wizards in hidden magical organizations or ordinary magicians, the anticipation for the award's rewards is immense.
In recent years, numerous remarkable magical achievements have emerged. For instance, in the second Kamar-Taj Magic Award, held after the establishment of Kamar-Taj University, the winner was a high-level magician from a magical organization in Germany known as "Vik Ast."
His winning work was a unique magic that allowed people to communicate with their ancestors! While the magic wasn't perfect—it didn't allow the user to choose a specific ancestor, and one could end up speaking to someone completely unknown—the significance of this discovery was immense. It opened a new door to understanding the soul!
Thus, Ole Musk, the magician behind this work, won the second Kamar-Taj Magic Award. He later spent some time studying further at Kamar-Taj.
The third award went to a magician from the United States named Ryan Horsman, whose work was less extraordinary but still noteworthy. He had created an alchemical device: an energy core powered entirely by magic. This core could replace electricity and other energy sources in the mundane world with just a few modifications. Though not yet widely used, it caught the attention of the Ministry of Magic in various countries. Like Musk, Ryan was granted an opportunity to retreat at Kamar-Taj.
The fourth award went to a high-level magician from China, who created a magical barrier that accelerated the growth of crops and livestock. While such magic existed in other countries, the Chinese magician's work was different. His barrier wasn't just a form of accelerated growth—it operated like a time field, accelerating the passage of time within it. The barrier also had the added benefit of increasing productivity. The idea alone was enough to secure the award.
Though Noah wasn’t sure whether his research on transformation magic would be successful enough to win the award, he was determined to try. If successful, he thought, when Thanos arrived, maybe he'd have a whole army of fire-breathing dragons to greet him.
"This picture seems quite interesting. Do you think Thanos can really be roasted into a purple sweet potato?" Charles mused as he examined Noah’s physical data report.
He was astonished by the numbers on the report. He hadn't expected that this tall, thin magician would possess such incredible physical fitness! Noah, however, wasn't surprised. He knew his physical condition well—after all, it was the very factor that had limited his magician level.
Despite his progress, Noah was still working on improving his physical fitness.
After the test, Noah left Charles' villa and returned to the Temple in London. The days ahead were busy, with the ministers of magic from various European countries arriving one by one. Kamar-Taj's recent activities had greatly benefited the magical world, so these ministers were eager to visit.
Among them, Noah met an old acquaintance: Ferenc Lakaras, whom he had met in Budapest years ago. Ferenc, once a staff member at the Ministry of Magic, had now become the Minister of Magic of Hungary. Noah hadn’t expected that!
Ferenc was equally surprised to see Noah, especially given that the boy who had reached the fourth level at the age of thirteen had now become the Guardian of the Temple!
Naturally, the two caught up. Ferencz spoke about the current state of magic in Hungary, mentioning that vampires and werewolves had been largely cleared out with Noah's help. Even those that hadn’t been fully eradicated were now hiding in the depths, too afraid to cause trouble.
Noah smiled, congratulating him on the success.
"By the way, where's the pardoner from that year? Is she still in Hungary?" Noah asked, recalling Selina, who had helped with the 'big cleanup' back then.
"Selina? She left after helping us. We don’t know where she went," Ferencz replied.
"That's unfortunate. I was hoping to see her again. By the way, Mr. Minister, do you sell dragons?" Noah inquired casually.
"Tree-peak dragons? Are you looking for Tree-peak dragons, Mr. Guardian?" Ferencz asked, clearly intrigued.
The Hungarian Horntail Dragon was one of the most dangerous breeds. Massive in size, covered in spiky scales, and with a fearsome tail, it was a challenging beast to kill. Its thick skin was resistant to magic, and only the most dangerous spells could penetrate it. But its eyes were a weak point, though hitting them was difficult because of the dragon's speed and ability to fly.
Its fiery breath made it even more dangerous. However, Noah found this prospect intriguing. The ability to wield fire as a weapon meant that the dragon might be highly attuned to magic. If it didn’t have that affinity, Noah could always try to integrate magic into its flames.
"Yes, I wish to purchase a batch of Tree-peak dragons for research. From dragon eggs to young dragons, adults, and even older ones. I need them all," Noah said, making his request clear.
Ferencz agreed without hesitation, as it wasn’t a problem for him. They quickly struck a deal: Noah bought three dragons and a dragon egg at a very low price. Ferencz, despite losing money on the transaction, was thrilled.
With the deal concluded, Noah proceeded with other matters. It took almost a month to wrap everything up, and Noah was exhausted. He felt like he would be better off heading to Kamar-Taj to face his younger colleagues or training with Mordo.
"Are you tired? Seems like you just chatted with them, showed them around, and sent them off," Ms. Heifen remarked as she rubbed Noah's head, finding him slouched on the sofa.
Ms. Heifen was immensely proud of Noah’s achievements. Back when she first met him, she hoped he would simply have a good job, but now, as the Guardian of the Temple, Noah had far exceeded her expectations.
As she lovingly ruffled his hair, she asked, "Don’t forget, you represent Kamar-Taj."
"Don’t worry, I remember," Noah said with a stretch. "But we’re still a bit short-handed. Right now, it's just you, Wong, and Dennis."
"And your three classmates—Evan, Lance, and Kate?" Ms. Heifen inquired.
"They’re reporting to the Ministry of Magic, but they’ll help out when they can," Noah replied. He had suggested this arrangement—letting Evan and others contribute their talents to the Ministry while still assisting him when they were free.
At that moment, a voice from the system echoed in Noah’s mind.
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