Chapter 392： Golden Snitch

Chapter 394 Golden Snitch

A sharp scream sounded from the golden flames, a beautiful firebird poked its head out, with a cluster of golden flames burning on its forehead, and its long beak reflected dazzling light.

"Harry!"

Hermione shouted, her wand and left hand blocked in front of her, trying her best to manipulate her own magic—the fire dragon in Classroom 7 was fake, but their magic was real and must be carefully controlled.

They have been taught before.

Harry, who was still dealing with the fire dragon, immediately ran away. The bright ball of light that Ron had prepared for a long time shot out a straight beam of light, hitting it diagonally on the fire dragon’s wings, and was then scattered by the smooth scales into a denser light. Illuminate the dim space around.

The spell is crooked!

Ron hurriedly adjusted the angle, and this time finally let the beam of light explode on the face of the fire dragon. The bright light was not dazzling, but it still blocked most of its sight. This caused the fire dragon's movement to stagnate for a short time. It shook its head uneasily, and its two strong claws clung to the brown rock like daggers, wiping out a series of sparks.

The firebird crossed hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye, and its long, sharp beak aimed at the fire dragon’s abdomen, where the scales were cracked apart by external force for some time.

"Hey!"

Smears of blood spilled.

The fire dragon uttered a painful roar, slapped the firebird to pieces with a slap, and turned it into a pure flame, contaminating it. It gasped heavily, and spewed out a dazzling blue flame. The grass and trees it passed by instantly turned to ashes, and the stone "cracked" and instantly flooded the three of Harry.

After everything fell into silence, Harry licked his dry lips, and the scene that had just remained in his green eyes. Hermione and Ron walked over with pale faces and looked at the three of Cedric who stood aside with their mouths wide open.

It was already afternoon, Felix took them to Classroom No. 7, intending to let them experience the power of the fire dragon for the ‘first time’.

It turned out that Cedric and their group of warriors were shocked. Their previous performance was not perfect, but they basically showed their own characteristics, including Cedric’s weather magic and Roger Davis. Magical plants, as well as Collins’ phantom spell and superb silent casting.

And Harry’s group...

It is difficult to describe in appropriate words. They have a good understanding of the fire dragon's attack methods, and many of their reactions are subconsciously completed. This level of understanding can no longer be learned from books or by listening to stories. It must be practiced and remembered with the body.

This is also a way to train dragon trainers. Every dragon trainer will leave some scars on his body during the first year or two of his work, and some will deliberately keep one or two places as a testimony of their courage.

"Still not working...Fire is inherently disadvantaged to fire dragons. Even Hermione’s ancient magic cannot penetrate the thick dragon skin..." Harry panted slightly.

"Only the most powerful spell can do it. In fact, Sirius’s suggestion is good. Use the eye disease curse, but that requires excellent dynamic vision and precise control. Of the three of us, it is estimated that only Harry can do it, but now you I haven't mastered this spell yet." Hermione's chest kept rising and falling, trying to keep calm.

Ron sat on the ground with exhaustion. "Fortunately, I met a Swedish short-nosed dragon, if I encountered a Ukrainian iron belly or a Hungarian hornet..." He gave Cedric a meaningful look at them, not surprisingly Seeing that their expressions are not natural.

He is in a much better mood. Although there was still an undecided expression on his face, he began to introduce it with interest: "The Ukrainian iron belly is the largest in size, at sixty or seventy feet. We have also encountered a seventy-foot one. It only needs to rush over and stretch out one. Feet... Snap! You are done, of course you will only see the gray shadows constantly magnifying before your eyes..."

"There is also the Hungarian hornet, which is also a big one. It's okay that it breathes fire at you. Once I successfully released the Iron Armor Curse, and then I saw a long black tail with spikes on it, and you would find yourself 'S spell is shattered like an egg shell..."

"The breath of Peruvian Fangtooth is poisonous, and the speed is so fast that it is difficult to hit it with spells..."

"Okay," Felix said helplessly, interrupting Ron, who seemed to be complaining and was actually showing off. He looked at them with a little surprise: "You have completed part of the work ahead of time, although there are still some tactical problems, but Obviously I have adapted to the rhythm of the fire dragon's attack, and I won't be so scared that I can't pronounce the spell... But I have to restrict you so that you don't form some terrible inertia."

"The more you fail, the more your heart will strengthen the concept that everything in classroom 7 is fake. You may confuse this kind of fake courage. When the real game comes, the surrounding audience and judges , Or the venue, everything will remind you of what is real. At that time, you will find that your courage is like a beautiful soap bubble that will burst with one poke..."

Harry opened his mouth, wanting to argue a few words. But I think this is a bit reasonable. After dozens of various "death methods", they really don't seem to care about being injured. If they participate in the competition with this mentality, they may play better, but they will be even bigger. It may be a habitual act of recklessness.

For example, he himself tried to buy time for Hermione with a completely invalid spell, only to be slapped to death.

"Next, we will conduct targeted training. Each of your groups has huge room for improvement... What I want to do is to help you find what you do best, because you will soon find that time is not enough."

……

Out of classroom 7, Harry and the others put on thick cloaks, walked out of the castle, and followed the path to Hagrid.

In the pumpkin field behind Hagrid’s hut, a **** dog was running around like a joy, Harry, Ron, and Hermione grinned.

When I saw them, the **** dog ran over and turned into a man in front of them. Sirius' hair was kept short, neat and tidy, and his cheeks were white, which made him look younger.

"Sirius--" Harry hugged him, "You don't have to come here every day."

Sirius bared his teeth, "This is my responsibility, I'm just being bored!"

"Remus suggests that you find a job and you should return to your normal life." Harry said, but he smiled uncontrollably on his face.

Sirius scratched his chin carelessly, a little absent-minded. "If you don't worry about that kind of thing, I always can't get the interest... If you don't talk about it, how about it, is Felix surprised?"

In the past few days, he has been guiding the three of them, including how to cooperate, but he is not a public official at Hogwarts, and he can’t enter the castle. Dumbledore opened one eye when he wandered around Hagrid’s Hut. result.

Harry told the story helplessly. Sirius rubbed his chin and sat on a huge pumpkin. Hagrid's hound sniffed his shoes and wagged his tail at him.

"Go, go, Yaya!" He skillfully threw Yaya a dog biscuit and thought about it seriously. "He made sense. You may indeed confuse the truth with the false, but our goal has also been achieved-you personally It’s very important to experience the various attack methods of the fire dragon!"

He said a little gleefully: "I saw the warriors of Vagado running around in the forbidden forest, and I might be having a headache."

As the host, the warriors of Hogwarts did take advantage of the fact that it was supported by huge school resources. Although Hogwarts opened up libraries and some resources to other schools, the seven most important ones were Classroom No. is not available.

"But don't be proud, I saw that there are new faces in those schools. It should be the professors of their schools to give special training to the warriors."

Sirius quickly exposed this topic.

"Then, let’s start today’s practice. Eye sickness curse, extinguishing curse, softening curse, if we have time, we can also try the phantom spell and transformation, but it may be too difficult for you, and I am not good at transformation... …"

Harry said hesitantly: "I don't think the effect of the eye disease curse is well imagined. The heads of the fire dragons we saw are mostly surrounded by thick scales, and there are protruding bones and spikes. It is difficult for us to hit."

Ron whispered: "What do you think of the bat curse? I heard Ginny say that this curse can turn booger into bats. Imagine a group of bats flying out of the nose of a fire dragon. Boss with his nose..."

Sirius coughed twice, "Good idea, but no one has tried it. After all, the Eye Disease Curse is a tested spell."

He looked at the three of them: "As for the accuracy of spells, there is actually only one way, which is a lot of practice." He saw the expressions of the three of them collapsed, and continued: "Of course, a good method will do more with less. You need some Handy tool."

"Did you bring it, Harry?" he asked.

Harry took the Golden Snitch out of his pocket suspiciously. Last night Sirius asked him to bring the Golden Snitch over through the two-way mirror. He never understood the reason. He asked in the mirror, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he changed the subject.

Sirius’s hand flicked the wings of the Golden Snitch A row of alchemy symbols lit up on the golden wings, "My gift to you has two hidden functions, one of which is that its interior is stretched out without a trace. The curse has been expanded, you can install things, and that is, it has the function of'following' itself."

"Follow function?" Harry asked puzzledly.

"Yes, it will fly around you within a certain range. This range is adjustable. I originally wanted it to help you practice Quidditch, but you didn't seem to find it."

Harry was a little ashamed. He explained in a low voice, “I’m afraid it was lost, so I didn’t take it outside.”

Sirius didn’t entangle this little question: "In addition to practicing Quidditch, it can also practice the accuracy of your spells-next, I will let it fly around you at an altitude of twenty to fifty feet. You need to use eye diseases. The spell hits it, of course, you still don’t know this spell, it’s okay! You can try another spell first!"

Harry and they became excited, and Hermione asked worriedly, "Aren't we going to break it?"

"No," Sirius said indifferently: "It has a powerful protective magic applied to it. I told Felix at the time that this gift is going to Harry's child."

Harry flushed and rolled his eyes angrily.

(End of this chapter)