A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 395: Fire Dragon (Part 1)

Felix passed through the pillars of the stand, and Bagman's high-pitched voice was very clear in the restless crowd: "Welcome...the first item is the fire dragon, and the warriors must get the golden egg from the fire dragon's obstruction , and escaped smoothly... Please ask the staff to place the dragon eggs, look, the fire dragons are still asleep, this is the best time to observe them..."

Six fire dragons of different colors were lying on the ground, seemingly still in a coma state, but their large size was still intimidating, even the nearest referee's seat was about 500 feet away from them.

"... Next, let me introduce the referee team, the five principals, myself, and Minister Fudge. He replaced my old friend Barty Crouch. Unfortunately, he took a long vacation..."

Felix found the busy Professor McGonagall. She kept walking Oudong back and forth on the edge of the field, circling in circles with an absent-minded expression on her face. When he passed by, McGonagall almost bumped into him.

"Be careful, Minerva—"

"Oh, it's you, Felix," McGonagall shrieked, her voice much higher than usual: "Charlie's looking for you. Charlie!" she called to the small crowd, a stocky The wizard turned his head and ran over in small steps.

"Hey, Felix," said Charlie, who also looked nervous and kept rubbing his hands together: "We'll just watch from the sidelines, we've got whistles with us, and if there's any danger, we'll step up—of course , and need your support."

"No problem," Felix said.

There was a roar in the distance, and a black fire dragon raised its head slowly. The staff next to it put the dragon eggs and ran away.

This Hungarian Horntail finds itself in an unfamiliar environment surrounded by an annoyingly noisy swarm of tiny bugs. It also smelled the same kind of breath, turned its two yellow eyes around, and quickly saw five other fire dragons lying on the platform not too far away.

Its mood suddenly became bad, and it stood up with support. There was a nest made of golden hay under its body, and there was an egg in the nest. It felt very kind, and this was its child—it quickly accepted this point of view. Its movements became cautious, and the sound of the iron chain sounded "哗啦啦~". It stared blankly at the thick chain on its left foot, and raised its head to the sky and let out a roar.

The hot flame rushed to the sky, and a wave of air was rolled up out of thin air, and the temperature of the surrounding air rose rapidly.

Following its movement, the other five fire dragons also came to life. They each raised their heads, fluttered their wings and stomped their feet violently. There was a muffled sound on the black stone floor.

The Hungarian Horntail looks around, it doesn't like it here. It is best to leave with its dragon egg. It tentatively tugged on the iron chain, feeling that it was not reliable. Just as it was about to use force, it saw a familiar person.

"Aww~"

It yelled loudly, it was the terrible barbecue cook!

Felix looked at it and asked Charlie: "Does the fire dragon have a good memory?"

"Of course," Charlie replied, "Norbert still remembers Hagrid now, and every time he is disobedient, I show him a picture of Hagrid, but I don't know how long I can fool him...it gets more and more Clever, and don't let us check it..."

Bagman is a master at channeling the emotions of the audience all the time with his voice.

"Look, the fire dragons have awakened, they need a little time to adapt... at least find their eggs, use this time, let me explain the rules of the game..."

Felix took out a broom from the ring, turned over and sat on it, kicked his feet, rushed straight to the sky, circled the field twice, and had a panoramic view of the scenery below.

"This is a good place for viewing." He smiled to himself.

Looking down from a height, the pattern of the site suddenly becomes clear—the silver tents are for the warriors to rest temporarily, and a few hundred feet away is the viewing stand, and the crooked, which can barely be counted as an ellipse In the center of the shaped stand, there are six areas, which together look like a daffodil.

On each petal near the center, there is a fire dragon entrenched respectively. They are big and small, and they raised their heads one after another. Looking around anxiously.

A gate was opened on one side of the stand close to the silver tent, which should be the position where the Warriors entered the arena, and on the opposite side of the gate, the stand suddenly rose a bit higher, which was the referee's seat.

Bagman, who was introducing the rules of the game, said happily: "Very well, our safety officer is already in place, and he will serve as the last guarantee. Regarding Felix, I don't need to say, you should also read it from the newspaper I have been to—"

His voice trailed off as Fudge's dark eyes had turned his attention.

Bagman stuttered for a while, and finally realized what he was going to do. He stood up and shouted loudly: "Then, all warriors!"

The cheers were deafening, and the extremely penetrating whistle rang through the sky. The fire dragons raised their heads and looked around cautiously. Soon, a wooden gate opened, and a group of people walked in.

"Hiss~"

Harry saw a person in front of him fall backwards, he quickly stretched out his hand for support, it was Beauxbaton's warrior, Harry couldn't call out the boy's name, but he is obviously not in a good state now Well, snot and tears flowed all over the floor.

"François..." Fleur whispered, "For Nico Flamel's sake, be brave!" She turned her head to one side and ordered: "Jacqueline!"

Another girl tremblingly helped François up, even though from Harry's point of view she too was terribly frightened.

He felt a little bit more disgust towards Fu Rong, until he saw a layer of mist in Fu Rong's eyes, he froze for a moment, maybe because the expression on his face was too direct, Fu Rong glared at him.

The leading staff took them to an open space, where the air was much hotter than outside, and the stone in front of the blue Swedish short-nosed dragon melted like a liquid, limp.

He couldn't hear the sound, but he could see the scorching magma-like liquid dripping continuously, as if dripping on his heart. But that wasn't his trouble, he heard the sound of Ron swallowing his saliva, followed his line of sight, and saw their target, a huge black hill.

It's just that the hill is moving and covered with barbs.

Harry regretted not getting a better look that night, the Hungarian hornet was taller than ten of him stacked up, covered in black scales, and had a lizard-like appearance. It has yellow eyes, bronze horns, and a tail with spikes that are almost bronze in color.

He heard Hermione recite the information about this dragon hoarsely: "...the Hungarian Horntail is considered to be the most vicious and aggressive kind of dragon... It is one of the dragons that breathe fire the farthest, The distance can reach up to 50 feet. When protecting dragon eggs, they are more aggressive... female dragons are generally larger than male dragons..."

"I'm just glad my mother didn't come..." Ron said bitterly when he saw Sirius waving constantly in the audience.

At this time, Charlie came over, his steady voice calmed Harry's heart slightly, and then they were taken to the corresponding positions by the staff who kept appearing, and when they passed by, Charlie patted the three of them shoulder, opened his mouth a few times, and finally squeezed out a vague "Come on."

In front of Harry, Ron, and Hermione was the Hungarian Horntail, which was completely different from the one that was taken out of the pocket. Well, they're like three mice.

"This is classroom seven, classroom seven..." Ron kept hypnotizing himself.

Hermione's face was as white as paper, and she tried her best to calm down her voice, "There are dragon tamers and Ministry of Magic staff around, even if you don't believe them, you should trust Professor Hap... It's above our heads!"

The three raised their heads and looked at the sky. Against the light, a vague shadow stood on it, giving them great courage.

Bagman's passionate voice sounded again: "The warriors have already done it. They are only seventy feet away from their opponents. This is a relatively safe distance, because the dragons have chains on their legs."

"As soon as you hear the whistle, you are ready to act. Time, strategy, effect, and courage displayed will be the basis for scoring. Good luck! Ready-three-two-one! The game begins! "

The surrounding commotion seemed to be the pause button. Harry didn't have time to look at other people, he had to do his own thing, and he shouted from the bottom of his heart: "The Firebolt is coming!"

Waiting quietly for a while, he accurately distinguished the familiar sound waves from the tide-like voices, a red shadow flew from the direction of the castle, he turned over and soared into the sky, the familiar sense of speed made his heart flutter Gotta quiet down.

I belong to the sky.

Harry said to himself, he climbed all the way up, increased the speed to the maximum, and in just a few seconds passed a figure, which was Professor Hemp. He caught a glimpse of the professor rolling his eyes at him.

He turned the handle of the broom and glanced below. At seven or eight hundred feet in the air, the fire dragon was like the salamander Hagrid had mentioned in class. He also noticed that the whole field was like a daffodil flower, every Near the center of one petal stands a dragon, and the warrior stands on the other side of the petal.

From the air, among the six groups of warriors, only the group of Waggadu and Cedric moved first. That unremarkable wizard, Harry couldn't remember his name, only knew that he was combing the peaked eagle-shaped hair style, and suddenly rolled from the ground, turning into a vigorous eagle, he flapped his wings and soared into the sky, Bravely fly towards that beautiful Australian opal eye.

There was a burst of exclamation from the stands, and they were also stunned by the behavior of Waggadu's students. "Animagus!" someone yelled.

"Not Animagus!" Bagman's voice reached everyone's ears, "That's Vagadu's unique body transformation, as far as I know, all three warriors can do it A little!"

“呵~”

The bronze plumage of the great vulture glistened in the sun, and the opaleyes of Australia, feeling threatened, stared at them with pupilless, gleaming, multicolored eyes, which burst from their mouths in a fan of bright red flame.

The blue eagle nimbly dodges and keeps provoking at the same time.

On the other side, Cedric raised his wand, and a hazy cloud of mist gathered, getting wider and darker, and finally formed a dark rain cloud, rising hundreds of feet high.

The rain pattered down, extinguishing the sparks from the blue Swedish short-nosed dragon's nose. It was so annoyed that it raised its head and spewed out blue flames. The temperature of its flames was so high that even rocks could be burned, but its height was only about twenty-three or four feet, and even with the flames, it could not reach the rain above its head. cloud.

This little rain is not a big deal, but the rain is getting heavier and heavier, making it very uncomfortable, and the Swedish short-nosed dragon wants to move its eggs angrily, and the iron chain on its feet is "creaking and creaking" "ring.

Collins Foley disappeared at some point ~IndoMTL.com~ He grinned, already knowing that they chose the most suitable strategy.

Harry swooped down suddenly, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fleur's group, except for Fleur, the other two warriors were hesitant.

Bagman's commentary appeared at the right time: "The warriors of Beauxbatons seem to have a conflict, which really shouldn't be...Look at Durmstrang, they are throwing black magic from a distance, but this is nothing but There is no other use for making the fire dragon more irritable... Oh, no, look at Krum, what kind of magic has he cast on himself to reduce the sense of presence, he is approaching quietly, does he want to **** the dragon back with a pair of bow legs Egg? He should be sitting on the broom, Durmstrang's strategy is not playing to his best advantage!"

In the referee's seat, Karkaroff looked annoyed, "What is he doing? He disturbed Krum."

The principal of Waggadu who was sitting next to him—the skinny witch grinned, and Karkaroff looked at her angrily: "What's so funny, your other two students are just watching. !”

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