Harry Potter: Journey to Godhood

"Ten thousand years ago?"

Upon hearing those words, the three sisters, who had been joking and teasing each other, suddenly turned serious, as if Alaric had mentioned a forbidden topic.

They exchanged glances, each wearing a look of hesitation.

"Ten thousand years ago..."

"Um..."

"Well... was there something special that happened then that you can't talk about?"

Seeing their stammering, Alaric felt a bit puzzled.

After a long moment of eye contact, the eldest sister, Talonixa, finally spoke up.

"In fact... I want to say yes, there are indeed things we cannot tell you."

Then, as if fearing Alaric might misunderstand, she hurriedly added, "Believe me, we would never betray you. The reason we can't tell you is... is... well, just please believe us, okay?"

Seeing the usually carefree Talonixa so flustered that she was addressing him formally, Alaric smiled gently.

"If you can't say it, then don't. I trust you; if you choose not to share, you must have your reasons. You would never harm me, right?"

"Exactly, exactly!"

The sisters nodded eagerly. Alaric's understanding brought them relief and touched their hearts.

Of course, what they referred to as "cannot say" involved secrets only they understood, about the ancient battle that took place ten thousand years ago. 

As those who experienced it firsthand, both the dragon race and the night elf race had plenty of living witnesses. 

Furthermore, as a branch of the night elf race, the high elves also had records of it. Thus, Alaric could know those surface-level details without needing to ask them.

However, Alaric still found it strange. Could it be that for some special reason, they could not disclose certain historical facts about Azeroth?

But that didn't seem right either, because just yesterday, Ysera had been chatting with him about her experiences since they became the guardians of the dragons, starting from when he left and going all the way back to the appearance of the night elf race thousands of years ago.

When discussing that part of history, Ysera had shown no reservations.

This indicated that not everything was off-limits; rather, something particularly significant had occurred ten thousand years ago that they could not reveal to him.

After a brief moment of thought, recalling memories of the Warcraft universe, he immediately had a guess.

"If you won't tell me, then I'll take a guess," Alaric said confidently, "It has to do with Nozdormu, right?"

Upon hearing the name of the Keeper of Time, the Eternal One, the three sisters gasped in shock.

"Given your expressions, I must have guessed correctly," Alaric nodded. "So, I think I know what happened back then."

The three dragonesses were left bewildered, unable to fathom how Alaric could deduce events from ten thousand years ago with no hints at all.

Then they remembered the words spoken to them by "him" from ten thousand years ago.

It seemed that the "him" from that time had already anticipated this, which was why no hints were left behind.

Was this man always so confident?

However, it was a good thing that Alaric had figured everything out and did not continue to press for answers; after all, the laws of time were strict, and defying them came with a hefty price. 

Although they would willingly sacrifice everything for him, they would prefer to avoid such a cost if it was unnecessary.

Alaric then continued, "So, I just want to confirm one thing, is the Dragon Soul still around?"

At the mention of this, Alexstrasza and Ysera both lowered their heads in shame, as if it were a deeply embarrassing matter.

The Dragon Soul was a powerful golden disk forged ten thousand years ago.

Due to the invasion of the Burning Legion, one of the Guardian Dragons, Neltharion, proposed that the Dragon Aspects combine their powers to forge a powerful artifact to combat the demons of the Burning Legion.

However, in truth, as the Earth Guardian, Neltharion had long been corrupted by the Old Gods. His intention in forging the Dragon Soul was far from noble. 

During its creation, he deliberately altered its function, making the Dragon Soul not only powerful but also a bane to all dragons except the black dragons.

At least, that was the case in the original history.

However, in the history altered by Alaric's interference, the true leader of the Guardian Dragons was the mightiest, Talonixa. 

When Neltharion proposed the Dragon Soul, although the other Guardian Dragons were convinced, Talonixa keenly sensed the danger. 

She declined to infuse part of her essence into the Dragon Soul, claiming she only trusted her own strength.

As a result, while Neltharion's Dragon Soul could suppress the red, green, blue, and bronze dragons, it had no effect on the gold dragons.

When the corrupt Neltharion wielding the Dragon Soul turned against his kin and began slaughtering the Dragonflight, Talonixa led the golden dragons to protect her remaining kin from the black dragons' minions—of course, due to Talonixa's biases, the losses for the red and green dragons were the least.

The unluckiest, Malygos, suffered the most under Neltharion's targeting, losing not only his mate, Sindragosa, but also almost all his blue dragons and eggs, bringing his kind close to extinction.

Now, when Alaric brought up this topic, the queens of the red and green dragons looked like guilty children, feeling ashamed to face him.

It was inevitable; being manipulated by Neltharion was truly foolish.

"Sigh, this is actually my fault," seeing their self-reproach, Alaric took the blame.

"I had sensed the possibility of the Earth Guardian being corrupted by the Old Gods, but unfortunately, I was too hasty at that time and didn't get the chance to warn you."

Although he was taking the blame forcibly, his consolation made the two girls feel a bit better.

Thus, Alaric continued discussing the orc invasion.

"… In summary, these orcs are puppets of the Burning Legion, and their invasion is part of the Legion's conspiracy. Do you remember when Aegwynn defeated Sargeras?"

"Isn't she the human mage who calls herself the 'Guardian of Tirisfal'?" 

Talonixa pondered, "That was over three hundred years ago; I have some impression of her. At that time, we fought alongside her to slay Sargeras."

"Yes, that's her," Alaric confirmed, "You probably don't know, but she had a child named Medivh... Wait, what's with your expressions again?"

As soon as Alaric mentioned Medivh, he noticed that the dragonesses looked like children who had done something wrong, and they seemed even guiltier than when he had brought up the Dragon Soul.

Even Talonixa was the same.

At this point, he was left utterly bewildered.

What is going on? How does Medivh relate to you? This isn't how the original story goes!

And with those expressions, have you done something to wrong me again?

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