DNF Meets Harry Potter

On the edge of the paddock, more than 20 well-trained elite dragon trainers all squeezed Seremban after entering the arena. This Welsh dragon would require at least seven or eight people to subdue it, making a young adult. The little wizard went to **** its eggs, which seemed to them too dangerous.

"Attention! If something happens, take action immediately!"

Charlie closely watched Fleur's every move and whispered to the colleagues behind him, that the hand holding the wand had been soaked in sweat unknowingly.

In the middle of the field, Fleur gradually tentatively walked towards the Welsh Green Dragon-she had to estimate a safe distance first.

One after another screams came from the audience. In terms of body shape, human beings are too small for the dragon, not to mention that it is the first time that they have been exposed to such an exciting scene at close range.

Carl raised his head slightly to look at the auditorium, and found that several junior wizards had been frightened after seeing the behemoth and threw themselves into the arms of the next senior, crying.

"Hmm...what is she doing?"

Carl was puzzled by Furong's next movements. She actually abandoned her magic wand and threw her closest partner into the sky!

"Oh! God! It's really unexpected!" Bagman's just right commentary spread to every corner of the arena, "Could it be that Miss Delacour doesn't plan to use a magic wand in this game?

If she really succeeded! Then there is no doubt that she will win the favor of every referee! "

Based on the test just now, Furong has estimated a safe position.

The temper of this Welsh green dragon should be regarded as the level of a good wife and mother. Before Furong stepped into the forbidden domain, he did not take the initiative to fight to eliminate all potential safety hazards. It just used his claws to protect a few dragon eggs and lowered towards Furong. Roaring warning gesture.

Then it's time for her to make an official strategy!

A smile flashed across Furong’s face. She had already figured out the character of this dragon. The reason for her fear before was that it would take the initiative to attack. Then the plan she and Maksim had carefully discussed would be ruined. It's - I can't hide it, and even take a fart dragon egg, it's not like looking for death.

The magic wand with her Veela hair as the core is slowly spinning in mid-air, and the clear and tactful singing voice comes from her mouth, and the immortal movement is singing...

Listening to the beautiful singing, the little wizards in the audience couldn't help showing intoxication, and Maxim, who was sitting in the referee's seat, took a triumphant look at Dumbledore next to her, his face showing arrogance. The color at a glance.

"Waves of the Danube...nice waltz~..."

Dumbledore clapped his hands and smiled. It was obvious that he knew the movement...

Accompanied by music, Furong gently stands on tiptoes and dances around the fire dragon. The movements are as smooth as running water, as radiant as clouds, and like a continuous wave, a series of systemic swings, turns and various perfect shapes. She completed it easily, both elegant and gorgeous...

"Romantic melody waltz? Seeing that this posture is rather the heaven dancer?"

Carl's eyes widened. The script is wrong. When did Furong learn this trick, why didn't he know?

"Wait... The Veeva family seems to have concentrated all their artistic skills in the dance steps... Is this, the blood awakening and returning to the ancestor?"

Carl suddenly remembered the characteristics of Veevas. When they became humans, they were beautiful young women. They liked dancing under the moon in a midsummer night wearing tulle.

And men who are obsessed with them will forget everything in the world. If there is that unfortunate person who joins them while Veeva dances, they can only dance non-stop until they die exhausted...

There is no doubt that this is an extremely terrifying and powerful magical creature! The complete Veeva is not inferior to the Fire Dragon!

Although Fleur is only half of Veeva's pedigree, plus just adulthood, it is enough...

Gradually, this Welsh green dragon couldn't hold it anymore, its footsteps gradually became vain, and the frequency of eyelids opening and closing suddenly increased...

"Hybridity is amazing!" Carl was surprised, thinking that he would have to show some real skills later, otherwise the money would not be easy to get.

However, fire dragons are fire dragons after all. Not only are they very resistant to magic, they have thick skin, invulnerable to swords and guns, but also strong endurance. Furong leaped up and down around it on tiptoes for more than half an hour, almost low blood sugar. The Welsh green dragon fainted and then fell into a coma.

Seeing the fire dragon fall, a smile appeared on the corner of Furong's mouth, and she sat on the ground in relief, breathing heavily.

The magic power in her body has long been exhausted, and it was really just supported by will.

"No! I can't sleep over yet!"

Furong didn't dare to be careless, and after regaining some strength, she immediately struggled to stand up, and walked tiptoe in the direction of the golden egg.

When she passed the huge head of the fire dragon, she was even more frightened for fear that it would swallow herself in one bite when she woke up in an instant. Even Dumbledore couldn't stop this distance. Half of the body is chewed up is the best end, maybe luck is almost dead without the whole body.

Closer, closer...

When her hand touched the golden egg, she was finally relieved.

It's over, this **** nightmare!

But when she just picked up the golden egg, screams of horror came from all directions, and a huge shadow instantly enveloped her body. Although the sun at 12 o’clock at noon was still warm, Furong’s heart at this moment Cold.

She understands that the dragon is awake!

Under the crisis of life and death, there was no time to think about it, only Furong, who was dominated by survival instinct, fled awkwardly from the shadow-shrouded area, and in the next second, a paw that covered the sky slapped her in the original position. , For a time the dust was flying, big and small rocks exploded in all directions.

Furong touched her cheek, warm. Scattered stones everywhere tore the sky-blue dress on her body, blood stains added to her body, and the overwhelming dust made her eyes blurred...

"The magic wand is flying!"

She gritted her teeth and flew to curse to recall the magic wand~www.readwn.com~ and the core of the wand was made of her grandma’s hair, and the fit was not too high, and she was grabbed by her backhand with a scream In the palm.

The situation has changed so fast, everything happened in the electric flint.

The fire dragon that missed a hit immediately turned red when looking at the golden egg in Furong's arms. It opened its big mouth, and its sharp teeth shone cold in the sun, and its endless anger turned into a never-ending anger. Burning flames vented down in the air.

"There are so many obstacles!"

Furong gritted her teeth to build a barrier to isolate the terrifying high temperature, but the thin barrier was no different from one by one under the flames, and was swallowed in the blink of an eye.

However, only this moment of time is enough. Furong draws a smile that belongs to the winner at the corner of her mouth, and then she violently points her wand at herself, turning the magic power she just recovered into the final spell.

"Flip in the air!"