Chapter 560: Hagrid's Little Thoughts and the Fire Dragon

Fan Lin was really helpless to complain about Hagrid forgetting all three of them in front of Mrs. Maxim.

There were so many flaws that Fan Lin felt like he had no idea where to start.

From height? Appearance? Hair accessories?

Fortunately, Fanlin had fixed Hagrid's hair and there were no more broken combs in it. However, this was still very bad.

It's time to take Hagrid to Ollivander in Diagon Alley. Compared with a wand and an umbrella, the difference is really huge.

Or, through alchemy, Fanlin used alchemy to give Hagrid a magical weapon similar to that of the Vatican's Paladin?

This is necessary, but maybe Hagrid will use this thing to hunt wild boars...

Most likely, there was no joking at all.

Mrs. Maxim turned out to be as in the dark as Harry, but Fanlin told Harry exactly what they were going to do.

After a while, Madame Maxime said jokingly, "Where on earth are you taking me, Hagrid?"

"You're going to love it there," Hagrid shouted. "It's worth seeing, trust me, eh - but don't tell anyone I'm taking you there, you know? You're not supposed to know."

"Of course I won't tell anyone." Madame Maxime said with her eyes flashing, her eyelashes were black and long.

They continued walking. Fanlin looked at his watch from time to time and trotted to catch up with them. The footsteps of these two giants were too big. Moreover, Hagrid's plan was too hasty. He wore several little ghost heads to shuttle between them. In the dark forbidden forest?

If they didn't reach their destination soon, he would turn around and go back to the castle, leaving Hagrid and Madame Maxime to enjoy their moonlit stroll.

Hermione was a little hasty on purpose. It was too difficult to keep up with the pace of the two giants, especially on such a path in the Forbidden Forest.

Fan Lin felt that Hermione almost fell here several times. Fan Lin wanted to tell Harry everything, but... he didn't have a good explanation.

After all, many things cannot be applied immediately.

But at that time... they had walked so far along the edge of the woods, until they could no longer see the castle and the lake... Fan Lin heard some noises. Someone was shouting from the front.

Then there was a loud bang that could tear the ears.

Hagrid led Mrs. Maxim around a bush and stopped. Several of them stepped forward, and Harry almost bumped into Fan Lin. .

When they stood next to Hagrid - for a second, Harry saw the flames and the people running around - then Harry's mouth fell open in surprise.

It's a dragon!

Four large adult dragons were standing upright in a fence surrounded by thick water, roaring and breathing heavily - not only did their large mouths have fangs, but they also spewed bursts of fire. , in the field they stretched their necks and sprayed fire fifty feet into the air.

There is a silver-grey-blue dragon with long pointed horns, roaring and roaring at the warlocks on the ground. Another green dragon with smooth phosphorus is twisting its body with all its strength and stomping on the ground; and there is a red dragon. , with a strange golden streak on his face, and he was aiming at the mushroom-shaped clouds in the sky to practice breathing fire; and the last one, a black dragon, looked more like a big lizard than any of the others, and was also far away from them. recent.

There were at least thirty warlocks on the scene, and every seven or eight of them were fighting against one dragon. They tried their best to control them, holding on to the iron chains tied to the leather rings around the dragons' necks and legs without letting go.

Harry was completely stunned by this scene. He raised his head and looked at the eyes of the black dragon high in the sky. There were round eyes like cats in them, and they were bulging very big. Was it because of fear or anger? Harry I don't know, it screamed the trombone loudly, and the sound was extremely scary and unpleasant.

"Stay there and don't come here, Hagrid," shouted a warlock near the wall, clutching the chain in his hand.

"That dragon can breathe fire within a range of twenty feet! I have also seen the black dragon breathe fire within a range of forty feet!"

"Isn't this fire breathing beautiful?" Hagrid said softly. "This is life-threatening!" another warlock shouted,

"Count three and use the coma spell."

Harry saw every Dragon Watcher take out their wands.

"Stupefy!" they shouted in unison, and the light of the stun spell shot into the night sky. They collided with each other, and turned into a meteor shower and fell on the dragon's hide like magnets.

Harry watched as the dragon closest to them began to stand unsteadily on its legs, swaying dangerously, and suddenly opened its mouth and let out a roar. The fire in its nose was extinguished, but the smoke was still coming out - and then, extremely Slowly, it fell - a strong body weighing several tons, and the black phosphorus flakes fell with such a loud sound that Harry could have sworn that the trees behind him were shaking.

The dragon keepers put down their wands and ran towards the animals they were looking after lying on the ground like hills. They quickly tightened the iron chains and tied them tightly to the iron cages. The ends of these iron chains were buried deep in the ground. under.

"Want to take a closer look?" Hagrid asked Mrs. Maxim excitedly. Two of them slowly moved towards the fence, followed closely by Harry. Harry finally recognized the one who had warned Hagrid not to come near. Who is the person? He is Charlie Weasley.

"Are you alright? Hagrid?" he said breathlessly. "They are in good condition now. We put them in a dragnet and put them on the road. Although they may like the darkness and quiet when they wake up, as What you see is that they are not happy, not at all."

"What kind do you have, Charlie?" Hagrid asked, still staring at the nearest black dragon, with a hint of reverence in his expression. The dragon's eyes were wide and round, and Harry seemed to be A gleam of shining gold was seen in its blinking eyes.

"This is the Hungarian Trumpetosaurus," Charlie said. "There's a Welsh green dragon over there, the smaller one; there's also the Swiss Brachysaurus, the blue-grey one; and there's a Chinese Fireball. Dragon, the red one.”

"By the way, there's also Nobo." Charlie took out a box from the side. "The Norwegian Ridgeback is too destructive, even more powerful than the Hungarian Horntail. Although he is not yet an adult, I think Hogwarts The guardian dragon beast should not harm the students of Hogwarts."

Charlie looked around. Mrs. Maxim was wandering around the iron cage, staring at the frightened dragons.

"I don't understand why you brought her here, Hagrid," Charlie said with a frown. "The contestants shouldn't know what they are about to face. She will definitely tell her students, right?"

"Just treat it as if she likes it." Hagrid shrugged, still staring at the dragons in the cage.

"It's so romantic, Hagrid." Charlie said, shaking his head.

"Four...then each player will deal with one, right?" Hagrid asked.

"Maybe just by stepping over them," Charlie said, "but to be honest, I don't envy the one who met the trumpet dragon. That one looked scary. Its tail looked just as dangerous as its head. You see. "

Charlie pointed at the tail of the trumpet dragon, and Harry saw long spikes densely arranged.

"If anyone is really unfortunate enough to encounter him, then this player is really unlucky."

At this time, Charlie's five colleagues also walked towards the Horn-tailed Dragon. They carried a lot of huge gray egg-shaped objects and placed them next to the Horn-tailed Dragon. The Horn-tailed Dragon let out a hungry roar.

"I've arranged it, Hagrid," Charlie said seriously, and then he asked Hagrid, "How is Harry?"

"Very good," Hagrid said, still staring at the dragon egg.

"I hope he still looks like that when he sees these things," Charlie said seriously, being careful not to get close to the fence. "I don't dare tell mom what the first problem he's going to encounter is. She always makes it." There are a lot of pretty girls around him..."

Charlie imitated his mother's anxious look: "How can they let him participate in that damn competition? He's still young! I think there needs to be an age limit'! She was furious after reading the "Daily Prophet" , he actually shouted to his parents! God bless me, I never knew about him."

Harry had had enough, trusting that Hagrid wouldn't notice him with the four dragons and Madame Maxime occupying his line of sight, he quietly turned around and silently walked away from the castle.

He wasn't sure he was happy about what was coming. Maybe this is better. The first shock was now over. If he had seen those dragons for the first time on Tuesday, maybe he would have let out a chill in front of the whole school... but maybe... he would have put on his wand and used it against a fifty-foot-tall, scaly, impaled dragon. A burning fire-breathing dragon, even though the wand was no different than a wooden saw. And he must pass this test.

In full view. how should I do it?

Harry sped up and moved along the edge of the forest. Panic completely occupied Harry's mind at this moment.

Now his mind was filled with the shadows of those dragons.

Hungarian horn-tailed dragon, that kind of violent image.

He didn't quite hear what Charlie was saying, but that didn't matter.

His instinct told him that it would be his turn to deal with this worst dragon.

This could be regarded as a complete misfortune, and such thoughts occupied Harry's heart in an instant.

Harry could almost imagine how miserable he looked in front of the Hungarian horn-tailed dragon.

Get pierced by the damn spikes on his tail and die in front of everyone?

This is really ridiculous. Letting him participate in this damn Three Wizards Fighting Competition is a joke.

Suddenly, without warning, he hit a very hard object. Harry was knocked back, his glasses tilted to one side, and he clutched his cloak tightly. There was a voice from the side, "Ouch, who is there?"

Harry checked hastily that the cloak still covered him, and he lay still, staring at the dark silhouette of the wizard he had bumped into. He recognized the goatee...it was Karkaroff.

"Who is there?" Karkov called again, looking doubtfully in the darkness. Harry remained quiet and silent. After about a minute, Karkaroff seemed to think he had bumped into some kind of animal. He looked around at waist height as if looking for a dog.

Then he crawled back under the bushes and began to move slowly toward the dragon.

Slowly, carefully, Harry stood up and started off again. He lowered his voice and walked as quickly as possible through the darkness to Hogwarts.

He knew exactly what Karkaroff wanted to do.

He once snuck off the ship to find out what his first mission would be. He might even see Hagrid and Madame Maxime around the woods together - it wasn't hard to see them at a distance... and now all Karkaroff had to do was follow the sound, and like Marcy Like Mrs. Mu, he will know what awaits the players.

On the surface, Cedric is the only one who remains in the dark about Tuesday's ordeal.

Harry arrived at the castle, slipped through the front door, and began to climb the marble stairs. He was almost out of breath, but he still didn't dare to relax at all...

Just like a drowning person, to be precise, he was drowning in the dragon's breath.

This is very possible.

"Nonsense!" he said breathlessly to the fat lady dozing in the portrait hole.

It looked like the Fat Lady had just been to some kind of party, and she had some ridiculous feather headdress tied on her head.

It looks like a peacock spreading its tail.

This is really a bad metaphor.

Harry didn't understand why such a beautiful bird had such a terrible name. To the British, this name was unkind and could even be considered evil.

The fat lady was bleary-eyed, and it seemed that she was not satisfied with being woken up from her sweet dream by Harry.

Maybe she was so sleepy that she didn't even take off those ridiculous decorations.

God knows why a ghost still sleeps?

Just like Myrtle, as long as you want to find her, she will always appear in front of you with a nervous look, and there is also the tireless Peeves.

"That's right." The fat lady didn't seem to want to wake up, she looked a little bad.

But Harry had no intention of paying attention.

He calmed down a bit, but his mind was still full of dragons.

He didn't know if those spells worked, but he saw that among the dragon trainers, several of them worked together to knock one out...

His spells are very bad, just like in the second grade. Fanlin's spells can hurt the basilisk in the Slytherin Chamber, but he can only stupidly imitate those fighters and fight with swords.

He is a wizard.

Harry now wanted to talk to Ron about the fire dragon, but Ron...

Maybe he was sleeping, maybe he was still angry with him. The worst thing was that in the panic just now, he forgot about Fanlin and Hermione.

This is really bad enough.

Harry felt like a defeated rooster now, dejected. This was really embarrassing... (To be continued)