Elder Blood Witcher 425 Chibi-Dragon

Ciri just continues to look on at the baby winged reptile that'd replaced Reima, it was so cute and unoffensive to look at she really couldn't compare it to any dragons she'd ever seen. In this world or her own.

Reima in his dragon form looks up at them before coughing and spluttering after making some kind of grumbling noise. The flames that escape his maw don't retract from his cuteness at all and Mcgonagall flicks her wand at them causing a few spurts of water to extinguish them.

Reima growls again, only this time it starts to sound like he's trying to say something... After few more choked groans a squeaky voice echoes through the room. "C-can you hear me?"

Ciri immediately laughs at this while pointing her finger at him, "Hahahahaha! You sound like a child!"

"p.i.s.s off, atleast I transformed!" he exclaims in a high pitch voice.

Ciri "What are you? Because you look like a black winged Rhino mixed with a Komodo dragon!"

Reima growls and looks around for a moment before turning to Mcgonagall who's still gaping at him. "You got a mirror?"

She can only nod her head absently, not moving to grab a mirror...

Ciri "Professor? Are you ok?" she asks, seeing her in a weird state.

Mcgonagall "Huh? Oh... Yes Miss Rivia... Please just, give me a moment.."

Ciri just shrugs and enlarges a hand held mirror on the desk before showing it to Reima, who's eyes widen when he sees himself.

Reima "Why am I so small! I'm a dragon for f.u.c.k sake, these puny wings would never support my weight!"

Ciri "I don't know... Maybe you got duped by your animal?

Reima "Duped by myself? How would that even work!?" he complains.

Mcgonagall who seems to finally have regained her composure speaks up. "You two don't see, to be surprised at this... Creature Mr Ludvig managed to transform into... I've never seen anything like it and I know full well that it isn't a dragon due to it having four limbs and four wings..."

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Reima "I'm an extinct kind of dragon, besides have you ever seen a winged lizard that can breathe fire that isn't a dragon?" he squeaks out. Not mentioning how this worlds dragons are weaklings and more comparable to Wyverns due to their arms and wings being connected.

Mcgonagall nods slowly, "Then perhaps your Animagus animal takes a significant amount of time before it matures?"

Ciri "Would that really affect it?" she asks, wondering if her animal would come out the size of a tape worm.

Mcgonagall nods, "It isn't a well known phenomenon due to how difficult it is to become an animagus but through thorough research they determined it to be the case..." She stops momentarily, "However... This is a first time a magical creature was someone's transformation..." she says staring daggers at the Chibi-Dragon that happened to be Reima.

Reima laughs uncomfortably, "Hhhha... How lucky is that huh?"

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Ciri almost facepalms herself at how unnatural that sounded.

Mcgonagall "Mr Ludvig if you have some information that helped you achieve this result I'd be more than eager to listen and learn, you're never to old to learn more..." she says.

Reima "It's not something other people can do Professor, it's due to my and Ciri's unique heritage... We are part... Veela... Hence the hair and attractiveness..."

Mcgonagall leans her head to the side, "But Veela cannot become Animagi?" she states as if it's already a fact... Reima has no idea if it might be.

Reima "We're from an ancient coven of Veela that live in Greenland... Perhaps our anatomy has shifted enough to allow this, I am proof enough."

Mcgonagall doesn't look entirely convinced but nods anyway, "Fine, congratulations on becoming an Animagi Mr Ludvig, you will be required to register your form within the Ministry before you turn eighteen. If you do not you will have broken the law." She looks towards Ciri, "I look forward to seeing your form Miss Rivia." she says while nodding her head at them both.

They leave the rather exhausted looking Professor and return to the room of requirement, Snuffles lies on Reima's back as he walks with Ciri as he's trying to get comfortable in his form. Obviously he's blasting his Observation Haki out to check if anyone is near, however they all seem to still be in cla.s.ses.

Ciri opens the door and the scene they see inside is a hot beach, the same one Reima had taken her to all those months ago. They're umbrella and towels are even laid down in the place he remembers.

The Chibi-dragon slowly makes it's way through the sand, it's still developing claws apparently not a good way of travelling through it. He hops on his back legs while flapping the unfamiliar appendages on his back. Ciri seems to find it funny as she laughs at his attempt... Or maybe it's the fact that Snuffles is struggling to hold onto his back while he's rearing up like a horse.

Eventually he reaches the towel he laid down the first time they came here and slumps down to enjoy the surprisingly comfortable sensation of the sun on his scales, though Snuffles hopes into the shadow of the umbrella as her black fur seems to a.s.sist in her overheating.

Ciri "You look like a snake basking in the sun..." she says.

Reima "... Why did you pick a beach?" he asks after a moment.

Ciri shrugs, "Just wanted to feel the sun on my face... Can't really do that in the winter."

Reima accepts this and just enjoys the peculiar sensation, it's like sunbathing but x100. The warmth invades every inch of his body, this shouldn't really be possible as he reckoned his blood was still lava, but maybe it's due to dragon's usually being cold blooded?