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Chapter 287 Dragon Egg Liquid

"Xia, Xia, Sherlock!"

Hagrid stammered out Sherlock's name, and he carefully stepped over the pools of blood on the ground and walked to Sherlock's side.

Sherlock is in a normal mood now. While cleaning up the blood spots splashed on his body with a cleaning spell, he casually responded to Hagrid's call.

"You're right, it's me, don't act like you're seeing me for the first time, Hagrid."

After all, Hagrid had a big heart, and his tone soon became smoother, but his voice was still full of disbelief.

"Why did you come to the Forbidden Forest at this time? And you killed these dragons? What happened here?"

Just when he asked these questions, a hoarse voice came from not far away.

"We also want to know what happened to you, Sherlock."

The owner of the voice was Moody, who was limping in from the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest at this moment, accompanied by Snape with a gloomy face, and a small silver crow was leading the way for them.

Although the patron saint who stayed in the castle before Sherlock did not call Dumbledore, it still played a role.

"After your patron saint found me, I went to inform McGonagall immediately, and she told me that Dumbledore was not in the castle tonight, and Karkaroff complained about the fact that there were two warriors in Hogwarts to the International The Magic Federation, Dumbledore has gone back to deal with the accountability within the Federation, and McGonagall will stay to guard the students in the castle, so let Snape and I come over to check on your situation first."

Moody explained to Sherlock why he and Snape were here together.

Then, like everyone else present, they looked at Sherlock, wanting to hear what happened here.

"I saw the man in black robe you noticed before." Sherlock said calmly.

The expression on Moody's face suddenly froze.

Sherlock looked at Charlie at this time. He had known Charlie during the Quidditch World Cup during the summer vacation before the start of this semester, and they were not strangers to each other.

"Charlie, just before these fire dragons flew over, did you notice that any of you dragon trainers were absent?"

Charlie was taken aback for a moment, and it took him two seconds to react, shaking his head hastily and saying.

"I'm sure of this. There are not many people here. At that time, the Hungarian Horntail was not honest. Our people were trying to appease it."

"Don't be nervous, I'm just asking casually, and I don't suspect that there is something wrong with your people. Come and help me smell it, what is this smell on my body?"

Charlie immediately walked to Sherlock's side with a serious expression. As soon as he approached, he clearly smelled the faint fishy smell.

"A mixture of dragon eggs!" Just by being close to Sherlock, Charlie came to a conclusion with great certainty, "It's not just one dragon egg, it's the egg liquid of many kinds of dragon eggs mixed together, and then some kind of catalyst made the The smell in it is maximally motivating, which attracts these dragons!"

Charlie said with a strange expression.

"The dragons we brought are all female dragons. Their aggressiveness and protectiveness are the highest among dragons. If they smell the liquid of dragon eggs, they will definitely go crazy."

A sneer appeared on Sherlock's face, and what Charlie said was basically the same as what he had guessed before.

Moody guessed everything from the few words Sherlock said.

"Dragon egg liquid was poured on you by that person? He wanted to lure the fire dragon over to kill you?"

"His appearance tonight should be for me. He specifically found the opportunity that Dumbledore was not in the castle, and four fire dragons appeared in the Forbidden Forest."

Sherlock narrowed his eyes.

"Who could this person be? He knows the situation in the castle so clearly, so it's unlikely that he is a wizard who came in from the outside, right?"

Hearing what he said, even the nervous Hagrid could hear the hidden meaning, and couldn't help shivering.

The scene became quiet, and no one dared to answer any more. This scene did not last for a few seconds, and Sherlock shook his head, watching Charlie ask half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"I killed these four dragons, so magic shouldn't hold me accountable?"

Hearing him ask this, Charlie immediately turned bitter.

"Fire dragons are protected magical animals, yes, but the safety of wizards is the first priority. You are self-defense. No matter which country's Ministry of Magic you are in, they will not trouble you because of this, but dragon eggs are prohibited. Products, especially damage is a serious illegal act, the British Ministry of Magic should send someone to investigate the source of the dragon egg liquid contaminated on your body."

This result was about the same as Sherlock expected, and he didn't have to take any responsibility for the dragon slaying, which made him feel a lot easier.

But Charlie's difficulties are obviously more than that, he continued to say worriedly.

"The key is that it is only a few days before the first project of the Triwizard Tournament begins. After this incident, there is a high probability that the institute will not agree to borrow a few more dragons. Even if the institute reluctantly agrees, there is definitely not enough time."

Sherlock thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said.

"If you're just dealing with the first event, it's easy."

He stretched out a hand and snapped his fingers lightly into the air.

The drowsy crow standing on the side branch was leaning weakly on the tree trunk. Hearing the movement, he yawned a little dissatisfied, and then flapped his wings and flew into the air. The decapitated Hungarian Horntail suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

The next second, the headless dragon corpse lying on the ground suddenly twitched.

This shocked the Romanian dragon trainers who were standing around and checking the status of the fire dragon's corpse at this time.

Then, under everyone's shocked eyes, the dragon corpse was revived in such a grandiose way!
"It" seems to be not very familiar with this body of its own, and its movements are still very stiff when it stands up from the ground, but this kind of proficiency is rapidly improving as it keeps moving.

Not long after, "it" was able to spread out its pair of fleshy wings, and with just a couple of light pats, its body left the ground smoothly and flew up!

Everyone present was stunned by such a strange scene.

The scene where the head is missing and the cut of the neck is still dripping blood is a bit inexplicably weird!
Sherlock didn't feel this way, he said with great satisfaction.

"If you can sew its head back later, it can even breathe fire normally, and it's completely the same as when it was alive."

(End of this chapter)