Chapter 572

Van hlin was unable to make complaints about Hagrid's three forgotten situations in front of Mrs Maksim.

There are so many slots that Fanlin can't do anything about it.

From height? Appearance? Hair accessories?

Fortunately, van leen got Hagrid's hair in place, and there were no more broken combs in it. However, it was very bad.

It's time to take Hagrid to Olivander in Diagon Alley. There's a big gap between a wand and an umbrella.

Or, what kind of magic weapon did Vaseline get Hagrid through alchemy that was similar to the Holy paladin?

It's necessary, but maybe Hagrid will take this thing to beat the boar

It's very likely that there's no joke at all.

Mrs. Maxim had been in the dark as Harry had been, except that Vaseline had told Harry exactly what they were going to do.

After a while, Mrs. Maxim said jokingly, "where are you taking me, Hagrid?"

"You'll love it," Hagrid said in a loud voice. "It's worth seeing. Trust me, EH - but don't tell anyone I'll take you, okay? You shouldn't know. "

"Of course not." Said Mrs. maxim, Her Eyelashes Black and long.

They continued to walk. Van Lin looked at his watch from time to time and trotted to catch up with them. The two giants' steps were too big. Besides, Hagrid's plan was too hasty. He was wearing a few ghosts to shuttle through the dark forbidden forest?

If they don't get there soon, he'll turn around and go back to the castle and let Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim enjoy their moonwalk.

Hermione was in a hurry, trying to keep up with the two giants, especially the forbidden path, which was too difficult.

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

After all, a lot of things can't be used for the first time.

But then They had walked so far along the woods until they could not see the castle and the lake Van Lin heard some noise. Someone is shouting ahead.

Then there was a loud noise that could tear the ear apart.

Hagrid led Mrs. Maxim around a bush and stopped. A few of them stepped forward and Harry almost ran into van Lin..

When they stood next to Hagrid - for a second Harry saw the fire and the people running around - and then Harry opened his mouth wide.

It's the dragon!

Four large tons of adult dragons are standing up in a fence surrounded by thick water, roaring and puffing. Their open mouths not only have fangs, but also emit bursts of fire. In the field, they stretch their necks and shoot fire 50 feet into the air.

There is a silver gray blue dragon with long sharp horns, roaring at the magicians on the ground, another green dragon with smooth phosphorus is twisting its body and stamping heavily; another red dragon, with a strange Golden River on its face, is aiming at the mushroom like clouds in the sky to practice fire; and the last one, the black dragon, is more than any other Like lizards, they're closest.

On the scene, there are at least 30 warlocks. Every seven or eight people deal with one dragon. They try to control them. They cling to the iron chains tied to the neck and leg epithelial rings of the dragons.

Harry was completely subdued by the sight. He looked up and looked into the eyes of the black dragon in the sky. There were round eyes like cats in those eyes. The drum was very big. Was it because of fear or anger? Harry didn't know. It screamed and the trombone was terrible.

"Stay there, Hagrid," cried one of the Warlocks near the wall, gripping the chain.

"The dragon can shoot fire within 20 feet! I've seen the black dragon spit fire within forty feet

"Isn't that beautiful Hagrid said softly. "It's a game of life." Another warlock yelled,

"count three, use the coma spell."

Harry took out each wand and looked at it.

"Stupefy!" They yelled in unison, and the light of the coma curse shot into the night sky. They collided with each other and turned into a meteor shower on the giant dragon's magnetic hide.

Harry watched as the Dragon next to them began to stand unsteadily, dangerously swinging, its mouth suddenly opened, and it let out a roar, and the fire died in its nose, but the smoke was still rising - and then, very slowly, it fell down - a strong body of several tons, and the black phosphorous flakes, plummeted down, so loud that Harry could swear that the tree behind him had also been killed Shaking.

The Dragon breeders put down their wands and ran to the animals they cared for lying on the ground like hills. They quickly tied the chains and bound the cages tightly. The ends of these chains were deeply buried under the ground."Would you like to have a closer look?" Hagrid asked Mrs. Maxim excitedly that the two of them moved slowly towards the fence, and Harry followed closely. Harry finally recognized the man who had warned Hagrid not to approach. He was Charlie Weasley.

"All right? Hagrid He gasped, "they're in good shape now. We're putting them in the net and putting them on the road. Although they may like to wake up, it's dark and quiet, but as you can see, they're not happy at all, not at all."

"What kind do you have, Charlie?" Hagrid asked, his eyes still fixed on the nearest black dragon with a trace of reverence. The dragon's eyes were wide and round, and Harry seemed to see a gleam of gold in its blinking eyes.

"This is the Hungarian trumpet tailed dragon," Charlie said. "There's a Verde dragon over there, the small one is; the Swiss snub, the blue gray one; and the Chinese Fireball Dragon, the red one."

"By the way, and norbo." Charlie took out a box from the side. "The Norwegian chirosaurus is so destructive, it's stronger than the Hungarian trumpet tailed dragon. Although he's not an adult, I don't think Hogwarts's guardian should hurt Hogwarts students."

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

"I don't understand why you brought her here, Hagrid," Charlie said, frowning. "A player shouldn't know what's coming up. She'll tell her students, will she?"

"Just as she likes it." Hagrid shrugged, his eyes still fixed on the dragons in the cage.

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

"Four So it's one for each player, right? " Hagrid asked.

"Maybe it's just stepping over them," Charlie said, "but to be honest, I don't envy the man who ran into the tail dragon. It looks terrible. Its tail looks as dangerous as its head. You see."

Charlie pointed to the tail of the tailed dragon, and Harry could see long spikes lined up.

"If there's anyone who has the misfortune to meet him, then this player is really out of luck."

At this time, Charlie's five companions also went to the trumpet tailed dragon. They carried a large pile of gray eggs and placed them next to the dragon. The Dragon let out a hungry roar.

"I've arranged it, Hagrid," Charlie said gravely, and then he asked Hagrid, "how's Harry?"

"Good." Hagrid said, his eyes still fixed on the dragon egg.

"I hope he'll keep that look when he sees these things," Charlie said solemnly, careful not to get close to the fence. "I don't dare to tell my mother what the first problem he's going to encounter. She always keeps a lot of light peach girls around him..."

Charlie imitated his mother's anxious look: "how can they let him take part in that damned competition, he is still young! I think there should be an age limit! After reading the prophet's daily, she was so angry that he yelled at his parents! Oh, God forbid, I never knew about him. "

Harry was fed up with it. He believed Hagrid would not notice him, for four dragons and Mrs. Maxim occupied his sight, so he turned quietly and walked away from the castle.

He was not sure whether he was happy to see what was going to happen. Maybe it's better. The first shock is now over. If it was the first time that he saw those dragons on Tuesday, he might be cold in front of the whole school But it may also He would wear his wand against a 50 foot, scaly, nailed dragon, even though the wand was no different from a sawmill. And he has to pass that test.

In the eyes of the public. What to do?

Harry quickened his pace and advanced along the edge of the forest. The panic completely occupied Harry's brain at this moment.

Now his mind is full of the shadows of those dragons.

Hungarian horn tail dragon, that kind of tyrannical image.

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

Intuition told him that the worst dragon would be his turn to deal with it.

It's bad luck, and it's very thorough, and the idea of that sort of takes hold of Harry's heart in an instant.

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

Run through the goddamn spines on his tail and die in front of everyone?

It's really ridiculous. It's a joke to let him take part in this damned three wizard contest.

Suddenly, without warning, he hit a very hard object. Harry came back from being hit, his glasses tilted to one side, and he clung to his cloak. There was a voice nearby, "Oh, who's there?"

Harry hurried to see if his cloak was still wrapped around him. He lay still, staring at the black outline of the wizard he had hit. He recognized the goatee That's kakarov."Who is there?" Kacroft called out again and looked suspiciously in the dark. Harry remained silent and silent. After about a minute, kakarov seemed to think that he had hit some kind of animal. He looked around waist high as if he were looking for a dog.

Then he crawled back under the trees and began to move slowly towards where the dragon was.

Slowly, cautiously, Harry got up and started again. He lowered his voice and, as fast as he could, went through the darkness and Hogwarts went.

He knew exactly what kakarov was going to do.

He had snuck out of the boat to find out what his first mission was. He might even see Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim around the woods - it's not hard to see them at a distance Now all kakarov has to do is follow the sound so that, like Mrs. maxim, he can know what's waiting for the players.

On the face of it, Cedric is the only one who knows nothing about Tuesday's test.

Harry came to the castle, slipped through the front door and began to climb the marble stairs. He was out of breath, but he did not dare to relax

Like a drowning man, to be exact, he was drowned in the breath of the dragon.

It's very likely.

"Nonsense!" He gasped to the fat lady who dozed off in the portrait cave.

It seems that the fat lady just went to a party with some ridiculous feather headdress tied to her head.

It looks like a peacock with an open screen.

It's a terrible metaphor.

Harry didn't understand why such a beautiful bird would call such a bad name. To the British, the name was not friendly or even evil.

Fat lady is sleepy. It seems that she is not satisfied with being woken up by Harry.

Maybe she was so sleepy that she didn't even take down the ridiculous decorations.

God knows why a ghost should sleep?

Like myrtle, as long as you want to find her, she is always a nervous appearance in front of you, as well as the tireless Pippi ghost.

"You say so." Fat lady doesn't seem to want to wake up. She looks a little bad.

But Harry didn't care.

He calmed down a little, but he was still full of dragons.

He didn't know whether those incantations worked or not. He saw that the Dragon trainers and several people worked together to make one

His magic spell is very bad, just like the second grade. Van Lin's curse can hurt the serpent in Slytherin's secret room, but he can only learn from those fighters to fight with swords foolishly.

He is a wizard.

Harry wants to talk to Ron about the Dragon now, but Ron

Maybe he was sleeping, maybe he was still angry with him, and the worst of all, he forgot van Lin and Hermione.

This is bad enough.

Harry felt as if he were a defeated rooster. He was very disheartened. It was a shame

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