Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

The iron fist struck out, knocking down a group of wild hunters.

But it doesn't hurt much.

They all wore tight, heavy armor.

Scamander waved his wand, and his huge fist immediately turned into a fence, blocking the road.

This is his main purpose.

Protect ordinary people.

"Wizard, aren't you going to run away?" Caranthir raised his wand, the air tightened, and the frost spread from under his wand to the distance, almost in the blink of an eye, covering half of the street.

A wide range of magic.

The wild hunting dogs and wild hunters also quickened their pace and rushed towards them.

In winter, in this city, there is a heavy snowfall just in time for Christmas.

Fainted!

Scamander aimed at the nearest knight, uttered a spell, and hit him with perfect accuracy.

The wild hunter didn't dodge either.

A small red light, without that kind of earth-shattering power, does not look like a powerful magic, and the Wild Hunt are all elites, and the armor on their bodies is the exquisite work of the master, and they can resist it to a certain extent. With the power of the sorcerer's spell, he was confident in himself and his armor.

but.

It was so hard that he fell down.

The people behind did not hesitate, stepped on the body of their companions, and continued to move forward.

Scamander continued to cast spells.

Having learned a lesson, the Wild Hunters knew that such a seemingly subtle spell could produce unexpected and shocking effects, and they began to dodge.

Slow down a bit.

But after all, a team of six people and eight dogs were so numerous that in the blink of an eye, the distance between them was only less than twenty meters.

Scamander glanced to the side.

Those obstructive No-Majs have dispersed, and vehicles are coming, but they are blocked by iron fences from a distance.

Safety.

So

He threw the box in front of him, waved it lightly, and with a click, the lock on the box twisted and opened.

shouted a rough roar.

Fire and molten lava spurted out.

Caught off guard, Wild Hunt vomited all over his face.

"Norbert, I'm glad you're still so energetic." Scamander whispered, waving his wand again.

A black, handsome dragon emerged from the box, staring at the knights in armor in front of him.

This is the fire dragon hatched from the dragon egg Hagrid obtained six years ago, and it has always been in Scamander's hands.

certainly

Scamander did not tame it.

No one has ever managed to tame a fire dragon.

As the Master of Magical Creatures, he has always insisted that creatures should not be kept in captivity unless they want to, just like his three-headed cat Nives.

However, Norbert is not yet suitable for being left alone.

It is only six years old this year and is far from an adult. In the wild, a young dragon without the care of a female dragon will often end up in two ways. In the competition between the weak and the strong, it will be devoured by more powerful magical animals. Fire dragon, this is a great prey; or it may be targeted by poachers and killed. The materials of the young dragon are not as precious as the adult fire dragon, but it is still a rich reward.

The best outcome is that it is discovered by No-Majs, and the Ministry of Magic is dispatched to capture it and take it to the Dragon Breeding Factory.

Romania is the most famous dragon breeding factory.

But creatures like fire dragons are extremely troublesome and expensive to raise. One dragon can even eat up several Mr. Arthur Weasley's salaries in a month, plus the medical expenses of several Mr. Arthur Weasley's salaries.

Neither ordinary people nor wizards would keep an extremely troublesome creature in captivity for free.

Either to gain emotional and ornamental value, just like a zoo run by ordinary people.

Or get economic value.

As "5X" level dangerous creatures, they not only have powerful attack capabilities, but also have a powerful body that wizards do not have. What this body brings is extraordinary self-healing ability.

When a fire dragon is raised to ten years old, it can collect blood and cut liver.

This is the source of dragon blood and dragon liver that are so cheap on the market.

Once every two months, until they grow old, they will be squeezed out of their last bit of use value - slaughtered.

The rare dragon horns, dragon scales, and the "dragon nerves" and "dragon heart tendon" required for Ollivander's wand also come from here.

If sent to a dragon farm, such a fire dragon would be no different from an animal waiting to be slaughtered.

So Norbert has always been kept by Scamander in his own box. During this period, he has never forgotten the rewilding training - of course, this is very dangerous, so if Hagrid has time, he usually puts Hagrid into the wild. Ge shouted.

Scamander has gone as far as he can.

But a box is a box after all, it is not a real world. Fire dragons usually have a territory of about one hundred square miles, and their range of activities is even larger than the territory. The space in the box is huge, but it is not enough to provide There is plenty of room for a fire dragon to move around.

Being locked in a box all this time, Norbert was filled with anger.

Its name is Norbert, a boy's name, but she is a female dragon.

Caranthir's spell was finished.

It raised its wand.

A huge ice ball condensed and hit the fire dragon hard.

Noble was not afraid and took one bite, the flames and lava in his mouth were ready to go.

The ice ball enters the mouth.

There was a click - like a hedgehog, the ice pick penetrated the fire dragon's upper jaw from the inside out, followed the densely seamed scales, extended to wrap around the whole body, and in the blink of an eye, the fire dragon was frozen.

What kind of magic is this?

Can the frost curse be so powerful?

Scamander looked in disbelief. The cold air seemed to freeze even his breath.

One after another, crackling, the sound of firecrackers like New Year's Eve in Chinatown rang out.

The Aurors landed.

"Fire dragon? Damn it, how could a dragon appear here?" Kingsley's eyes widened and he cursed him in disbelief.

The few Aurors who followed were also in disbelief.

"Mr. Scamander." Someone spotted an acquaintance behind the fire dragon, "What did you do again?"

Scamander turned around, said nothing, and raised his hand.

The Wild Hunters were getting up from the ground and faced the dragon's breath all over their faces, but Norbert was only a young dragon after all, and the dragon's breath was not strong enough and only caused a physical impact to them.

"It's the Wild Hunt." Kingsley's voice was low and his face became serious.

An Auror frowned: "That dark wizard organization that Mr. Potter informed us about?"

"Wearing armor"

Kingsley did not hesitate and shot out a spell: "Be careful, they are very strong."

Disarming spell!

Running towards a wild hunter who had not yet gotten up, the steel sword he was holding rose up from the ground and flew backwards.

The other Aurors followed suit and cast spells.

Caranthil spat, hitting the staff hard on the ground, and chanted the spell briskly.

Five shiny ice balls condensed on his head.

Whisping--

It hit the Aurors like a shooting star chasing the moon.

"Protect them all!"

Kingsley raised his wand and shouted a spell.

Caranthir is actually quite strong, and the CG freezes an entire army when he appears, but the emmm BOSS battle does not feel oppressive at all, sigh.