Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher

Chapter 180 Wow, It Turned Out to Be a Fire Dragon

Hagrid was off tonight.

It's not right.

He has always been unkempt, wearing a loose fur coat, his beard and hair are rooted on his head like a mess, and he still smells of magical animal droppings, and recently he has a lot of fried-tailed snails, but tonight is different.

He took care of his hair and beard meticulously, and put on a zebra suit with a gorgeous rose on his chest.

Spraying strong perfume, Ron choked so much that he sneezed twice.

"Come on, follow me." Hagrid slowed down his speech as much as possible, trying to make himself appear elegant, "Don't make any noise."

"A tryst with Ms. Maxim?" Harry said suddenly.

Hagrid turned his head in panic, stumbled with his left foot and almost fell down the stairs.

Hermione flicked her wand, and the Levitation Charm caught him.

Hagrid took advantage of his strength to regain his footing, and patted his chest in shock: "Oh, thank you, I thought this afternoon's effort would be wasted."

"I'm not going on a tryst."

"It's just that I think Ms. Maxim will also like that kind of creature very much. Take her there to have a look."

Hermione said faintly: "Help Beauxbaton's warriors understand the content of the first round."

Ron nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's right."

"Hey, Ms. Maxim is the referee." Hagrid argued for her.

Harry said calmly: "But you said that the professors in every school will spare no effort to help the warriors."

Hagrid froze, frowning, hesitating.

Seems to be the reason?
Now is the time when Hogwarts is competing with Beauxbatons, does this count as backstabbing Harry?
Harry raised his hand and gave him a slight push: "We're just joking, Professor Hagrid, don't you trust your best student?"

"My participation in the competition itself is bullying them. If they don't even know the content of the first round of the competition, wouldn't they be bullying them even more?"

Hagrid let out a long breath: "Harry, is it really all right?"

"Of course." Harry nodded, thinking that under the invisibility cloak, he couldn't see his movements, so he gave him a slight push, "Come on, it's not easy to meet a woman like Ms. Maxim who is a good match for you."

Hagrid scratched his head shyly: "Do you think we're a good match too?"

Hermione's tone was indifferent, and she lowered her voice: "Harry, I really still find it hard to believe that he would be the rare master of magical beasts you mentioned."

"It's hard for me to believe it, too," echoed Harry, "but it's true."

Hermione sighed: "Ron is more like a master than Hagrid?"

Ron, who was innocently lying on the gun, was at a loss.

What's wrong with me!
I'm only 14 years old, okay?

They followed Hagrid, watching as he knocked on Beauxbaton's door and ushered Maxim out.

Hagrid had probably never been in love, and he didn't realize what kind of status he should have in the wizarding world. He was very restrained and clumsy in front of Ms. Maxim, and he was more restrained and clumsy than he was when he did something wrong. Bully was still nervous.

With impure thoughts, he took Maxim for a long walk under the moonlight, and walked a large circle around the Forbidden Forest, and he couldn't see the lake or the castle.

Harry looked into the distance.

There were three extremely powerful and hot auras, as well as the auras of some wizards, as well as the sound of wind, whistling, and roaring that flowed into his ears along the wind.

"Here we are." After walking a few more steps and bypassing a forest, Hagrid pointed ahead.

Maxim stared at the front with rounded eyes.

Ron almost exclaimed.

It's a dragon!

The three dragons were imprisoned in an enclosure surrounded by planks, with huge chains binding their necks, wings, and claws.This made the fire dragons restless, grinning at the wizards outside the paddock, and spewing out a few dragon breaths from time to time, forcing the wizards gathered outside the paddock to retreat.

Hagrid chatted with the wizards outside the paddock.

Among them was Charlie, who was the best performer among these wizards. He was the closest to the fire dragon, maintaining the Transfiguration spell, trying to suppress the group of restless fire dragons.

But his magic power is a bit weaker, and it is difficult to achieve that level.

Harry studied the dragons carefully.

Fireball Dragon, Short-Snout Dragon, Green Dragon.

This made him a little disappointed. These dragons were all of a more docile type.

Fireball dragons are one of the few dragons that are willing to share a territory with their own kind. Green dragons are the most gentle kind of fire dragons. They rarely attack humans, and most of the time they hunt sheep for food.

The most dangerous of them is probably the short-nosed dragon.

It is the most beautiful of these three fire dragons, with silver-blue scales. Unlike ordinary fire dragons that breathe dragon breath from their mouths, it usually breathes dazzling and high-temperature blue flames from its own nostrils. Burn stones and bones into ashes in an instant.

Hagrid was particularly attracted to dragons.

He seemed to have forgotten about Harry and the others, and even Maxim was somewhat neglected.

After watching for a while, Harry pulled Ron and Hermione's hands, and they understood, and left from the Forbidden Forest.

On the way back, he bumped into the sneaky Karkaroff. He didn't even use the disillusionment spell, so he just sneaked into the forbidden forest openly.It seems that no one will abide by the regulations that Ludo said. Everyone has a tacit understanding and tries to find out the news.

Wait until you get back to the lounge.

Ron's excitement was still there, he walked back and forth in front of the fireplace: "Harry, did you see that? It's a dragon, a fire dragon!"

"As Charlie said, your first project will be to challenge the fire dragons and obtain the fire dragon's treasure from their guard!"

"We heard." Hermione was calm.

Ron frowned: "But how to deal with the fire dragon? It's the most dangerous creature, let me think about it, the Eye Sickness Curse? This seems to be one of the best spells to use against fire dragons"

He couldn't finish his sentence, Harry didn't say a word, just pulled out the snake bone sword from the sorting hat, put it lightly on the table, and stretched out both hands, with a serious face, leaning towards the sword one finger.

Ron's words stuck.

"Oh, that's not a problem for you, Harry." After a while, he stammered and sat down while speaking, "You killed all the basilisks."

"Be prepared in advance." Hermione counted with her fingers: "There must be no less fire protection potion."

Harry took two vials of pitch-black potions from the Sorting Hat.

"Healing Potion?" Hermione pressed down a finger.

Harry took two more bottles of bright red potion from the Sorting Hat.

Hermione pressed down another finger: "There seems to be nothing wrong?"

"Don't forget the ancient runes." Harry waved his wand, and the robes slid off him, revealing the snakeskin armor. "I can attach some fireproof runes to the armor."

"And weapons."

He pulled out the Gryffindor sword from the sorting hat: "There is poison on the snake bone sword, which may destroy the material properties of the fire dragon."

"There is also sword oil, which needs to be prepared again."

The sword oil on the Gryffindor sword is still the most basic sword oil, ergot seeds and dog oil.

"And potions."

Harry went on.

The Animagus ritual is still going on, and he has never encountered a thunderstorm during this period of time. In order to prevent the waste of hard work these months, he cannot cast the weather spell, but even without the thunder potion blessed by the thunderstorm, other The effect is also barely adequate.

He and Snape's research has reached the final stage, and it will be completed in a few days.

"It seems that the other professors' confinement should be pushed aside first, and Professor Snape's confinement should be concentrated on." Harry finally made a decision.

The day of the first round is getting closer.

The warriors are also busy.

Hermione didn't see Fleur wandering around the castle with an oil bottle these days.

Harry also disappeared from time to time, and even skipped divination and history of magic classes, and stayed up until after twelve o'clock every day before returning from Snape's office in the classroom.

Potions went well.

But something went wrong with the blending of the sword oil.

The formulation of the advanced dragon beast oil became the thing that troubled Harry and Snape for the longest time.

The idea of ​​making sword oil is very similar to the "ointment" in potion, but most of the ointments are used for healing, and the ointment with almost no damage effect, let alone let it have the effect of targeting fire dragons.

The two most critical ingredients of the demon hunter's dragon beast oil are "the stomach of the petrified cockatrice" and "the liver of the evil ghost warrior", but these two creatures cannot be found in this world.

But the idea can continue.

Dragon beast oil is the acid from these two kinds of creatures. They have a strong corrosion effect on "thick-skinned" creatures. Possesses the "power of purification", that is, to expel the magic effect of the skin of dragon beasts.

After being distracted by Harry for two days.

Snape was so irritable that he kicked him out of his office. After two days of retreat, he handed Harry a bottle of sword oil and a formula.

A mixture of unicorn horn powder, basilisk stomach juice, and silver powder.

He has experimented, and applying it on the blade can indeed cut dragon skin more easily.

Until the day of the game.

Harry and the others were having lunch in the auditorium when Professor McGonagall came and called him away.

The little wizards at Hogwarts watched him follow Professor McGonagall, walk out of the castle, and finally disappeared.

They walked all the way to the woodland where Hagrid had taken them before.

Compared with that night, the appearance has changed drastically. The paddock surrounded by thick boards has been converted into a huge fighting cage. There are two entrances. Some senior students can't wait to go in along that entrance and grab the best position.

The other entrance was a huge tent, and Ludo was standing at the door, waiting for Harry.

"Harry, and Professor McGonagall, this way." He padded his feet and waved his hands excitedly.

They walk over.

Fleur and Krum have no academic entanglements, they are always one step ahead of Harry.

However, compared to the atmosphere of the previous two times, this time was very dull. Fleur sat restlessly on the bench at the entrance of the tent, and Krum paced back and forth restlessly.

"The warriors are all here now." Ludo clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention. "Now let me reveal the content of the first match."

He took out a purple cloth bag from his robe, untied the rope, and opened the bag.

"First of all, you have to take out the models of the little creatures you are about to face from this pocket one by one."

"Then, under the guard of these little creatures, get a golden egg, please note, it is a golden egg."

"While the students are still entering the arena, let's take out the small animals first."

Lu Duo paused and looked at Fu Rong: "Ma'am."

"As host, I'll go first." Harry interrupted him.

Ludo was taken aback, and before he could nod his head, Harry walked up to him, glanced into the bag from the corner of his eye, the light was dim, but he still saw it clearly, reached in and grabbed his last bag precisely. Take out the one you want.

A silver-blue fiery dragon model struggled in his hand.

Both Fleur and Krum breathed a sigh of relief, and the most dangerous one was taken away.

Harry looked at him, then at the staring Ludo, thinking that these warriors should not know the "facts" of the content of the game until this time, collected his emotions, and sighed in surprise with a blank expression: "Wow , it turned out to be a fire dragon."

Fleur and Krum were taken aback.

He also exaggeratedly exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)