A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

"You don't always see dragons in the dragon reserve, they have a strong sense of territory," Charlie explained. "But we will bring injured dragons back to the camp for treatment."

Felix followed him to a fenced-in field behind the camp, where there were seven or eight fire dragons bound with chains and fireproof materials. When he saw someone approaching, he shook his head restlessly, and one of them was injured in the leg. The black dragon looked at them half-squinted.

"It's the Hungarian Horntail, it's very dangerous, we had a dozen people out to catch it, and fire-breathing is their regular attack - we'd better stay away from it," Charlie said. "I've seen fire-breathing distances. Forty feet."

Felix's gaze slid across the black scales of the dragon, which looked like a lizard with bat wings. Its skull has sharp ridges, like spears, that extend to the end. But whether it's the bronze horns, the row of thorns on its back, or the powerfully hooked claws, this creature is not easy to mess with, and even the ends of its wings are sharply hooked.

Its size is the largest among these dragons, and it is even twice as large as the smallest one. Other dragons are afraid of it, and there is an empty circle around it.

After watching for a long time, Felix opened his mouth and asked: "If nothing else, the first game of the competition is the fire dragon. Do you have any plans?"

Zha ideally thought about it and said seriously: "We have prepared five fire dragons, corresponding to five schools, namely Welsh Green Dragon, Norwegian Ridgeback, Australian Protein Eye, Swedish Short-nosed Dragon, and Chinese Fireball."

"Are there only these five?"

"All you want are female dragons that brood their nests and hatch eggs. It's hard to find. I don't understand why..."

Felix guessed: "Maybe let the warriors take the eggs of the female dragon?"

Charlie said with some anxiety: "Don't be kidding, they are already dangerous, and the mother dragon that hatches eggs has to go up a few more steps. Do you see the scar on my arm? It's left by a mother dragon who raised baby dragons. ."

"We ruled out the particularly dangerous Peruvian venomous dragon, whose tusks are highly venomous, and a giant Hungarian hornet, which is considered the most dangerous dragon."

Felix nodded: "Maybe you just need to pass by the fire dragon."

Towards evening, Felix and Charlie discussed the details of the fire dragon placement work in the tent, "Hogwarts can clear a space in the forbidden forest, and the kitchen provides food, but we don't know much about the habits of fire dragons, and we need you all. Send someone to take care of it."

"That's fine, we were going to do that," Charlie said cheerfully. "When transporting over long distances, we will send more people to ensure safe arrival."

"You lead the team?"

"I try my best, this is a rare event."

"Charlie," walked into a wizard outside the tent, the middle-aged captain who had met once, "I heard that the young professor wants to stay a few more days, and there is an agreement here that he needs to sign."

When he saw Felix, he was stunned for a moment: "You are also there, just right, this is for you."

Felix took it and said somewhat unexpectedly, "Confidentiality contract?"

"That's right, to be fair," the wizard shrugged, "although cheating in the tournament has always been a tradition, at least the surface work still needs to be done." He showed a meaningful look, "Our minister is begging others."

Felix carefully scrutinized the content above, "The content is nothing, except that it can't reveal the secret of the fire dragon-" Felix brushed the parchment, feeling the magic left on it, "This contract seems to be surveillance? "

The middle-aged wizard explained: "What the Ministry of Magic provided, we just did it, and listened to them, when the signer of the contract mentioned fire dragon or similar words, there would be news there."

Felix didn't say much, and quickly signed his name. Although he did not intend to follow the rules set by the Ministry of Magic, there was no need to make it difficult for these people.

Charlie looked relieved. He wasn't so frightened when facing the dragon, but Felix agreed.

At night, torches were erected in the camp, and the black shadows of the hills and trees were drawn very long. Felix lived in the tent without incident. Early in the morning, he appeared in the paddock behind the camp, stepping on the forest dew.

He was first spotted by the injured Hungarian wasp, snorting restlessly and giving a low growl. Not far away, a Welsh green dragon glanced up, lowered his head and continued to sleep.

"Quiet."

Felix said that his eyes turned silvery white, and the Hungarian Hornets propped themselves up angrily, their yellow eyes staring at him viciously, and then its vision was dazed, and it shook its head, except that the wizard was getting more and more Approaching, nothing unusual was found.

But unknowingly, it has been pulled into the world of thinking by Felix. Unlike other application scenarios, he has imitated an environment exactly the same as the outside world, and seamlessly connected the two.

Knowing nothing of this, the dragon started to shoot sparks from its nose, a sign of danger and an imminent attack. But the sorcerer was already at his side, tilting his head to study its metallic claws.

"boom!"

The Hungarian Horntail spit out viscous fire and sprayed Felix right on it. He seemed to melt without any resistance. The fire dragon snorted and lowered his head in satisfaction.

The next second, it found that Felix appeared on the spot, as if he had never moved.

Its intelligence is not high, and it can't understand this behavior at all. It just became more angry, and it opened its mouth with a flame. This time the fire was more violent, and it lasted for a while. The Hungarian Horntail was convinced that this arrogant wasp The sorcerer had burned to ashes, and it even saw the black dust gushing out.

But in the blink of an eye, Felix stood in front of it unharmed, and even touched its paws with his hand.

"Shh!"

The icy claws slid across Felix's body and chopped him into several pieces, "Well, this is too bloody." Felix said, he pushed away the fire dragon's claws like nothing.

For a split second, Felix was sure he saw a daze in the eyes of the Hungarian Horntail, and although it had been on the attacking side, it was clear that something incomprehensible had happened to it.

"Stay still, I'm thinking about how to transfer the contract to you..." Felix leaned down and tapped his fingers on the black scales on its body, "This is an interesting attempt, isn't it?"

The unbreakable oath is different from the contract of the Ministry of Magic. He has nothing to do with the former, but the latter can be avoided, which is why he signed his name readily.

The contract of the Ministry of Magic is valid according to some keywords, but the problem is that he does not know if there is hidden content, which brings great uncertainty. He spends most of the summer in Nick Lemay's library, and he doesn't want to expose these places. In addition, some of his planned itineraries are sensitive enough, such as the black market, such as Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

An interesting fact is that, by relationship, he was actually closer to Beauxbatons because he was the trustee of the school.

To be on the safe side, he decided to transfer the deed. He thought about finding a deer, or a rabbit or something to replace it, but there would be a problem with that, if the rabbit was eaten, his mark on the Ministry of Magic would change. into death.

Fortunately, the most important thing in the Fire Dragon Reserve is dragons, and this rather vicious Hungarian Horntail was his chosen target.

The fire dragon in front of him is still attacking in vain, breathing fire, waving its claws, flicking its tail, and biting, but Felix always recovers in the next second, checking step by step. In just a few minutes, Felix has already endured. Hundreds of deadly attacks.

In the end, the vicious Hungarian Horntail looked at him breathlessly, it was out of control, and the dragon lowered its head in frustration, slumped to the ground, steaming hot air from its nostrils.

"Excuse me, turn over," Felix told it.

The Hungarian Horntail stared at him with yellow vertical pupils. For a long time, it slowly exposed its belly. When it turned around, its eyes flashed, and its vision seemed to change slightly. But the scary, clingy wizard was still there, poking it with his wand, urging it to hurry.

Then, Felix followed the black scales that were turned over on its body, walked all the way up, and stood on it.

"The scales under the neck are very good, and the magic light is strong enough."

...

Charlie came out of the tent and couldn't find Felix's people. He subconsciously came to the paddock at the back of the camp, and was shocked by the picture he saw. The fierce Hungarian wasp opened its mouth lazily and sprayed from his throat. A slender little flame emerges.

"Don't worry, you need to brush another layer of oil." Felix patted its protruding mouth and turned the barbecue on the shelf. "I have a secret sauce, do you want it?"

The Hungarian Hornets nodded hastily.