A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 318 Fire Dragon Sanctuary

The next day the Hogwarts Express left the station and disappeared from Felix's sight.

Dumbledore stood with him, staring into the distance, eyes full of crystal water: "It's really touching... An empty head is full of knowledge, enjoy a wonderful vacation."

"Yeah, there's still a bag of homework." Felix said, "Albus, why did you ask me to go to Romania?"

"Because you are not any of the four deans, we always have to avoid suspicion. This year's competition is larger than before, with five schools." Dumbledore said gently, "This is my job, but I'm too busy—”

"Five schools? Besides the extra Ilvermorny, which one else?"

"Ouagadu from the Moon Mountain in Africa - Fudge's handwriting," said Dumbledore. "The past two months have been difficult for him. The loss of control of the dementor has caused his reputation to plummet, and his parents have sent letters condemning him. The incompetence of the newspapers has been reported at length."

"Didn't you say Fudge's wrists were—"

"Great?" Dumbledore said with a smile: "Have you seen the news about Sirius and Peter Pettigrew in the newspaper? Including Peter's last words?"

"Did he do it on purpose?" Felix asked in surprise. He only saw the newsletter from the Ministry of Magic in a tofu article in the newspaper a long time ago, and it basically didn't cause any waves.

"I think it's just a matter of course... Dementors getting out of control is something that all students have seen, but few people understand that past. From Fudge's point of view, perhaps the case of Sirius is more sensitive," Dumbledore said: " The hero was imprisoned for 12 years without trial, and the traitor enjoyed a first-class Merlin Medal and lived in peace... Although it was not something that happened during his tenure, the public didn't care so much. What's more-it also involved Voldemort."

Felix nodded, and understood Fudge's thinking: Since the dementors are out of control and can't be controlled, then don't worry about it. Anyway, there is Umbridge as a shield, but when it comes to unjust, false and wrongful cases and Voldemort, you must Hide it from the public.

"I guess he's pinning all his hopes on those two events, the Quidditch World Cup and The Tournament."

Dumbledore agreed and said: "It is Fudge's specialty to cover up the pale with prosperity. So he wants to pull more schools out and expand his influence. In fact, he sent invitations to ten magic schools in total, but in response to his Not many."

……

Felix is ​​located in the mountains, here is the Carpathian Mountains known as the "Romanian Spine", where the Romanian Fire Dragon Reserve is hidden.

Although there are many dragon farms around the world, the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary is the most unique - the dragons here are in a semi-free range state, and there are more than one hundred professionals from all over the world working here, including dragon trainers, breeders, etc. Dragon master and fire dragon research expert.

Here, almost all kinds of dragons known in the world can be found.

Felix watched as seven or eight wizards gathered around a Romanian longhorn, bloody with a hole in half of its wing, and the dragon trainers tried to calm it down.

He walked down the hillside to observe the dragon up close. It had dark green scales and long golden horns, its eyes were alert and irritable, and it stamped its feet uneasily.

"Relax—we don't mean any harm, you need treatment." A wizard shouted, his companions surrounded him vigilantly, and his wand was always aimed at the fire dragon in estrus, especially since it had failed, and it's probably in a bad mood now would be great.

The long horned dragon flapped half of its wings, and a few sparks spewed out from its nostrils.

"Careful, it's going to breathe fire—Charlie, use the Stunning Charm!" cried another wizard.

The dragon trainer named Charlie yelled, "Find the moment, wait for it to show its belly, and we'll be together—right now!"

"Drowsed!" they shouted in unison, the stun spell fell like a rocket on the thick skin of Longhorn's abdomen, its hind legs were precariously propped up, and blue smoke came out from its nostrils, it looked down blankly Looking around, then fell down very slowly.

"Good job!"

A middle-aged wizard patted Charlie on the shoulder and said happily, "I can rest assured that you will lead the team alone." His companions also surrounded him.Due to living in the wild all year round, the skin of these people is very rough, tanned to brown and black, giving them a weather-beaten look.

'It turned out to be him. Felix thought to himself, Charlie Weasley, two years younger than him, is extremely talented in Quidditch, was the captain of the Gryffindor team, and won the Quidditch Cup.

However, Felix was not interested in Quidditch when he was in school, so he didn't recognize it for a while, and he didn't even remember the name of the captain of Slytherin at the time.

Besides, Charlie Weasley is very different from his impression. Although he still has a broad face like a good man and has the unique freckles of the Weasley family, his skin was not so dark when he was in school, and there were no freckles on his arms. A large, shiny scar burned by fire.

Felix stood quietly on the side, but it surprised the others. They were all focused on the fire dragon before, and they didn't notice that there was an extra person beside them.

"Who are you? Don't you know it's dangerous here, and you're still so close?" The middle-aged wizard frowned and looked at the young man in front of him. Felix's face was very confusing, making him think it was someone A reckless guy who came to explore with excess curiosity.

Every year there is no shortage of this type of people, often just graduating from school and traveling around, and the Huolong Reserve is a very tempting choice.

"Felix Hemp, the ancient rune professor at Hogwarts." Felix said with a relaxed tone: "On behalf of the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, to review the candidates for the Tournament."

The middle-aged wizard looked at him suspiciously, are all the professors so young now?
"Captain!" Charlie Weasley stood up: "I know him, let me receive him."

"Is he really a professor?" After getting an affirmative reply, the captain waved his hand: "Okay, since you are friends, I'll leave it to you. Others! Say the floating spell with me and take the fire dragon away."

Charlie looked at Felix seriously: "The captain is not malicious, he is a good man."

Felix laughed dumbfounded: "Charlie Weasley, I'm curious what image I have in your heart."

Charlie didn't speak, what image?Of course, it is the shadow of a generation. As a pure Gryffindor, he was still very happy when he watched Felix clean up the Slytherin students in school.

This also led to the fact that Felix had a very good reputation in the other three academies at the time, but it was also recognized that he was too aggressive, and everyone kept him at arm's length.

"Our living point is over there. I'll take you there." Charlie pointed to the foot of the mountain and said, "By a stream, we live in tents."

Along the way, Charlie introduced the environment here to him: "The Carpathian Mountains are huge, occupying [-]% of the country's land. In addition to forests, there are also rocky beaches, swamps and caves..."

"Wouldn't the fire dragon set off a wildfire?" Felix asked with interest.

"This kind of situation is relatively rare. They don't rely on fire-breathing to prey. For example, the Romanian Longhorn just now likes to kill the prey with its horns, bring it back to the lair on the mountain, and then breathe fire to roast the prey." Charlie said: " Only when encountering flexible and difficult opponents, or when fighting with the same kind, do you use fire-breathing attacks or threats, and the victors will often take the initiative to extinguish the flames."

He said with emotion: "This is their home." The two looked up at a silver-blue fire dragon passing through the air.

Charlie took Felix to a tent area. It could be seen that he was very popular. When he came over, many people greeted him, and he responded one by one.

"We need to register here, how long do you plan to stay?" He took out a notebook.

Felix thought for a while: "Two or three days, I'm very interested in this place."

Charlie frowned: "I thought it was a long time... I need to apply to the captain, please wait." He left in a hurry, and he came back after a long time, with a puzzled face: "They went out again, I will take You go for a walk around."

It was getting dark, and on the other side——

Harry, Ron and Hermione got off the train and walked out of King's Cross Station together. Harry was not in a good mood. Even if he had a godfather, he still had to go back to the Dursleys' house, which was what Dumbledore asked , he could not refuse.

And Sirius hadn't appeared for a while, and if Harry hadn't received a letter on the train, he would have wondered if Sirius had forgotten that he had a godson.

Mrs. Weasley hugged him warmly and invited him to watch the Quidditch World Cup together, which put Harry in a better mood, but when they parted and he walked towards Uncle Fernon alone, his The mood became gloomy again.

For two full months...

Uncle Vernon greeted him in his usual way. "What's that?" he growled, glaring at the envelope Harry was still clutching. "If that's another form for me to sign, then you must..."

"It's not a form," said Harry grimly. "It's a letter from my godfather."

"Godfather?" Uncle Vernon spattered, "You don't have any godfather!"

"No, I have," said Harry, his mood magically beginning to improve. "He was my mum and dad's best friend, a convicted murderer, but he escaped from the magic prison. He sent it to me, and I can show you the name on the letter..."

Uncle Vernon's face twitched, his small eyes were full of fear.

Harry was still happily making up Sirius, and he was going to fight for some benefits for his long summer vacation: "... Sirius Black, it was shown on TV, he is still on the run, he hasn't been caught, but he is willing to fight with I'm keeping in touch to see if I'm going fast, fast—"

Harry's eyes widened, and he looked over at Uncle Vernon, who was fat enough to form a wall. At the corner of the station, not far from them, a man dressed as a hippie was leaning against the corner. Most of the face, the corner of the mouth is half a smile.

The man pushed back the hat, revealing Sirius' bright smile: "Harry, it really hurts me to say that..."

"Sirius!" Harry exclaimed in surprise.

(End of this chapter)