Chapter 392: The Golden Snitch

A sharp chirp rang out from the golden flames, and a beautiful firebird poked its head out, a golden flame blazing on its forehead, its long beak reflecting a dazzling light. "Harry!"

Hermione shouted, with her wand and left hand in front of her, trying her best to manipulate her magic - the dragon in classroom seven is fake, but their magic is real, and it has to be carefully controlled.

They had been taught that lesson before.

Harry, who was still circling the dragon, immediately ran far away, and Ron's long-prepared bright ball of light shot out into a straight beam, hitting the dragon's wings diagonally, and then it got scattered by the smooth scales into an even finer light, illuminating the dim space nearby.

The spell missed the mark!

Ron rushed to adjust the angle, this time he finally made the light beam to blast in the face of the dragon, the bright light is not blinding, but still blocked most of its vision. This caused a brief pause in the Dragon's movements, and it shook its head uneasily, as its two large, powerful claws grazed the brown rock with deadly force, grazing out a series of sparks like daggers.

The firebird spanned hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye, its long, sharp beak aimed at the dragon's abdomen, where the scales had somehow been chipped away by the external force-

"Snick!"

Dots of blood spilled down.

The dragon let out a roar of pain and smacked the firebird, turning it into a pure flame that coated its body. It huffed and puffed, spewing out a dazzling blue flame, which turned the grass and trees into ashes, and the stones burst into flames, as it instantly drowned the trio.

After everything returned to normal, Harry licked his dry lips, his green eyes were still reminiscent of that scene. Hermione and Ron came over with pale faces and looked at Cedric's team, who are standing aside with their mouths wide open.

Currently, it is afternoon, Felix brought them to the seventh classroom, intended to let them 'first' feel the might of the dragon.

The result was Cedric and his group of champions were caught off guard, their performance was not quite that perfect, but they basically showed their respective characteristics, including Cedric's weather magic, Roger Davies' enchanted plants, and Collins' Disillusionment Charm and superb Nonverbal spell.

And Harry's group ...

It's hard to describe in proper terms, they show a great understanding of how the dragon attacks and many of their reactions are done subconsciously. This degree of understanding can't be learned from books, or by listening to stories, it must only be gained from practicing in real life and remembered with their bodies.

This is also how they train dragon keepers. Every dragon keeper, in their first or second year of work, will gain a few scars on their bodies, and some will deliberately keep one or two as proof of their courage.

"Still not working ... our fire magic is inherently inferior to that of the dragon, and even Hermione's ancient magic can't penetrate the thick dragon hide ...," Harry said with a slight gasp.

"Only the most powerful spell can do it; In fact, Sirius' suggestion is good, using the Conjunctivitis Curse. But that requires excellent dynamic vision and precise manipulation, and it is estimated that only Harry is likely to be able to do that among the three of us, but he didn't master that spell yet." Hermione's chest continued to rise and fall, as she struggled to remain calm as possible.

Ron sat down on the floor exhausted, "Luckily we have met a Swedish Short-Snout, if we had met the Ukrainian Iron Belly or Hungarian Horntail ..." he looked meaningfully at Cedric's team, no surprise to see that their expressions were not that natural.

He felt much better. Despite the horrified expression still on his face, he began to introduce with great enthusiasm: "The Ukrainian Iron Belly is the largest, sixty to seventy feet, we have also encountered seventy feet one, it only needs to rush over and stretch out a foot ... snap! You're done, of course, you'll only see a gray shadow zooming in front of your eyes ..."

"There's also Hungarian Horntail, which is also a big guy. The fact that it breathes fire at you is fine, but at one point I managed to release a shield charm only to see a long black tail full of spikes, and you'll find your charm crumbling like an eggshell ..."

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"Well," Felix said helplessly, interrupting Ron who appeared to be complaining but was actually showing off, while he looked at them with some surprise: "You have surprisingly completed part of the exercise ahead of schedule, and although there are still some problems with the tactics, it is obvious that you have adapted to the rhythm of the dragon's attack, and you are not intimidated enough to be unable to recite a spell ... However, I have to restrict you so that you don't develop some kind of terrible habit."

"The more times you fail, the more your hearts will reinforce the notion that everything in classroom seven is fake, and you may get overconfidence or confuse this false courage till the real competition, During the tournament, the surrounding audience, the judges, or the venue, everything will remind you of what is real. At that time, you will find your courage is like a beautiful soap bubble, a poke, it will burst ..."

Harry opened his mouth, wanting to argue a few words. But it seems to make sense, after dozens of "deaths", they really no longer cared about injuries, and when they participate in the tournament with this mindset, perhaps they will play better, but it's more likely that they will be reckless by habit.

For example, he tried to buy time for Hermione with a completely useless spell once and ended up getting smacked to death.

"Next, we are going to do some targeted training, and both teams need to make tremendous improvements ... What I am going to do is help you find what you are best at, because you will soon find that there is simply not enough time."

...

From classroom seven, the Trio put on their thick cloaks and walked out of the castle along the path to Hagrid's place.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione smiled as a large black dog running around the pumpkin patch behind Hagrid's hut.

When he saw them, the big black dog ran over and turned into a man in front of them. Sirius' hair looked short and clean, and his face looked fairer, which made him appear younger.

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

Sirius flashed his teeth, "It's my duty, and I'm bored with nothing to do!"

"Remus suggested you to get a job, it's time for you to get back to your normal life." Harry said, but an irrepressible smile still spread across his face.

Sirius scratched his chin absent-mindedly, a little distracted. "There's no hurry with that sort of thing, I can never bring myself to ... leave it alone, how about it, did Felix get shocked?"

These days, it was him who was guiding the three, including how to cooperate, but he is not an official member of Hogwarts, so he is not allowed to enter the castle, because of that, he hangs around the vicinity of Hagrid's hut, which is also the result of Dumbledore turning a blind eye to the situation.

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

"Go, go and play somewhere, Fang!" He skilfully tossed Fang a dog cookie and thought seriously, "He has a point, indeed there's a possibility that you may confuse the reality with the fake, but we've achieved our goal - you've experienced the various attacks of the dragon personally, and that's important!"

He said with some gloating, "I can see the champions of Uagadou running around the Forbidden Forest, probably scratching their heads."

As hosts, Hogwarts' champions do have a certain advantage, specifically in terms of the vast school resources behind them, although Hogwarts has opened its library and some of its resources to other schools, but the most crucial classroom seven is not available for them.

"But don't get cocky, I saw a few new faces show up at those schools' quarters, they should be professors from their schools, who came to give special training to the champions."

Sirius quickly dismissed the topic.

"So, let's start today's practice, the Conjunctivitis Curse, the Extinguishing Spell, the Softening Charm, and if we have time, we can try the Disillusionment Charm and the Transfiguration Magic, but it might be too hard for you guys, and I'm not good at transfiguration ..."

Harry said hesitantly, "I don't think the Conjunctivitis Curse will work as well as we thought, and most of the dragons we saw had thick scales around its head, with protruding spines and spikes, making it difficult for us to hit the mark."

Ron said whimsically, "What do you guys think about the Bat-Bogey Hex? I've heard from Ginny that this spell can turn boogers into bats, imagine a swarm of bats flying out of a dragon's nose and stretching its nose to the max ..."

Sirius coughed twice, " Not a bad idea, but no one has ever tried it, you know, the Conjunctivitis Curse has been used against dragons for a long time."

He looked to the three: "Regarding the accuracy of the spell, there's really only one way to resolve this, and that's a lot of practice." He saw the trio's expressions crumble as he continued, "Of course, a good practice plan will yield you twice the result, and you'll need some tools that you can use for this purpose"

"Did you bring them, Harry?" He asked.

Harry dubiously took out the golden snitch from his pocket, last night Sirius asked him to bring the golden snitch through the two-way mirror, he didn't understand why, and when he asked about it in the mirror, instead of answering, he changed the subject and said goodbye.

Sirius' hand brushed over the wings of the golden snitch, the golden snitch's wings lit up with a row of runes, "This has two hidden functions, one being its interior has been extended by the Undetectable Extension Charm to accommodate many things and the other being that it has a 'follow' function. "

" Follow function?" Harry asked, puzzled.

"That's right, it will fly around you within a certain range which is adjustable, I originally wanted it to help you practice Quidditch, but you didn't seem to have noticed it."

Harry felt a little embarrassed as he explained in a whisper, "I was afraid it would get lost, so I didn't take it outside."

Sirius didn't dwell on this little problem: "In addition to practicing Quidditch, it can also help you practice your spell accuracy - next, I'll have it fly around you at an altitude of twenty to fifty feet, and you need to hit it with the Conjunctivitis Curse, of course, it's ok if you don't know the spell yet! You can try other spells first!"

The trio became excited, and Hermione asked with some concern, " Won't we break it?"

"No," Sirius said indifferently, "It's got a powerful protective enchantment on it, and I mentioned it to Felix at the time that the gift was meant to be passed on to Harry's children."

Harry turned red as he rolled his eyes in annoyance.

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