Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 344 A great harvest

 The melee in the sky continued into the next day, with no sign of subsidence.

 Under normal circumstances, when fire dragons face other magical animals, they basically end the battle by spitting dragon flames. This is also their main attack method.

 But this ability is not so useful when facing other fire dragons.

They have quite high resistance to the innate ability of dragon flame.

Unless the gap is really too big, a puff of dragon flame will only leave a small mark on the opponent's body.

The two fire dragons have thick health and high defense, and have lost their main attack capabilities. In the end, they are basically fighting for their endurance and fighting instincts.

Like the previous Swedish Brachysaurus, it was almost useless in this regard and was one of the first losers to be eliminated.

Of course, don’t look at those fire dragons in the sky. If you scratch me and I bite you, it will look like you won’t lose any blood. But if anyone wants to join in the fun, they will probably be torn into pieces in an instant.

 Let alone a wizard, even a thick-skinned troll would have a hard time surviving for two seconds.

By the time the sky got slightly brighter, Newt could no longer hold on any longer, and his body was swaying as he stood there.

Even though when he was young, he carried a suitcase all day long and traveled around the world. Sometimes it was common for him to stay up for days and nights without sleeping. But that was fifty or sixty years ago.

For an old man who is close to a hundred years old, staying up late is too difficult for him. Newt drank two bottles of sobriety potion in a row and could barely hold on until now.

Just when Newt was about to drink the third bottle, Kyle grabbed the potion bottle from his hand with quick eyes and quick hands.

 The sobering potion is easy to use, but it cannot be drank as water.

Moreover, this thing only forces people to become energetic. The more you drink, the more uncomfortable you will feel after the effect of the drug wears off.

"I don't know when this will end yet. How about you take a break first?" Kyle stuffed the potion bottle into his pocket, "Just leave the rest to me."

"Okay..." Newt looked up at the situation in the sky and accepted Kyle's suggestion after hesitating for a moment.

 He really couldn’t hold it any longer.

“Although our place is relatively safe, you have to be careful and stay away from here as soon as you encounter danger... I remember that you have a ring that can apparate.”

Newt gave Kyle another instruction before opening his suitcase.

 There is a small bed there, just right for a temporary rest.

 After Newt walked in, Kyle lifted the box and continued to observe the battle in mid-air.

 …

 This is bound to be a very boring process.

 At noon the next day, Newt woke up, and then Kyle went to rest...

 From night to day, to night again…

 It was not until the early morning of the third day that the melee gradually subsided.

　　It is not the end, but the fire dragons are all unable to fly and are dangling in the sky. They look like they have drunk fake wine. The originally large dragon flames have also turned into small flames, and they can only have a temporary truce.

 After the last Hungarian Horntails calmed down, Newt took Kyle back to the previous site.

Shortly after, other people came back one after another.

It’s just that most people looked very tired and went to sleep without saying a word when they came back.

The Fire Dragon Sanctuary has prepared tents for everyone as temporary shelter in advance, right next to the eating place.

Kyle curiously walked into the tent with the name "Newt Scamander" written on it.

 There is a fairly spacious three-bedroom apartment, as well as a bathroom and a kitchen. Although the furniture in the room looks a bit old, it is all cleaned very well, and there is no musty smell.

 Because he had taken turns to rest before, Kyle was not very sleepy at the moment. He walked to the table and sat down, preparing to count the gains of the past few days.

Newt has said before that they are here to help, and the Fire Dragon Sanctuary will not interfere with the things they collect... This can be regarded as a tacit understanding between the two parties.

 Open the deformed lizard skin bag, take out the contents one by one and put them on the table. First of all, there were the teeth and scales of the fire dragon. There were two large packages, but the quality varied, some were in good condition, and some were seriously damaged. Kyle didn't have time to pick them carefully, so he just piled them randomly in the corner.

 Then he took out a large dark red bottle and placed it heavily on the table.

 This is filled with dragon's blood, about a pint.

 In Diagon Alley, a bottle of dragon's blood costs twelve galleons, and the portion is pitiful.

What Kyle collected can fill almost thirty such bottles.

 Three days...strictly speaking, it should be two days, three hundred and sixty galleons, one day is one hundred and eighty galleons.

Even if divided between two people, that's ninety galleons... plus other odds and ends, this day's harvest is more than Mr. Weasley's monthly salary.

 “Oh…is this all dragon blood?”

At this moment, Newt walked into the tent and saw the bottle on the table.

"That's right." Kyle nodded, then frowned and said, "But there are at least three kinds of dragon blood here, will it have any impact?"

"As long as there are no Peruvian Vipertooths in there, it's fine," Newt said. "They have toxins in their blood, too."

 “That’s good.” Kyle breathed a sigh of relief.

The blood of the Peruvian Venomtooth Dragon is green. He has paid special attention to it before, and the green blood also has a particularly pungent smell. If it is mixed in, it will be easily discovered.

“Oh, by the way.” Newt pointed in the direction outside the tent and smiled: “I just saw that Locknir seemed to be purchasing these things, and the price is very reasonable. You can go to him if you need them.”

Locknier, that Beauxbatons professor?

Kyle thought about it and didn’t go.

 He ​​has no shortage of Galleons for the time being, and he can also use these things himself. Whether it is making alchemy items or potions, they are all very good materials.

 The most important thing is that it is 100% fidelity, and you don’t have to worry about other messy things being mixed in.

Kyle took out another bottle and gave half of the dragon's blood to Newt.

Newt didn’t refuse and accepted it with a smile.

 Dragon blood can be used to make tonics for other magical animals after dilution. As long as a little bit is added, the quality of the tonic can be immediately improved to a higher level.

  If you put it in a store, it is the difference between ordinary goods and high-quality goods.

 For Newt, who has a box of magical animals, dragon blood is also a necessity.

But he didn’t ask for anything else, leaving everything to Kyle.

Kyle spent more than half an hour picking out all the badly damaged ones, and by nightfall, he packed them up and sold them to Professor Locknear of Beauxbatons.

 A large bag weighs thirty galleons per pound. Although it is not much, it is better than nothing.

 In fact, he originally thought that Professor Locknear would not accept these things, but he did not expect that he would accept them all, as long as they were related to dragons.

 “You are at Hogwarts, so you may not know very well…”

Professor Locknir handed Kyle thirty Galleons and said with a smile: "Beauxbatons has alchemy courses. For beginners, there is no need to use too good materials, these are enough. "

He also told Kyle that if there were any defective products in the future, they could be sold to him at the same price, regardless of the weight.

Kyle nodded and agreed.

 He ​​was now a little doubtful whether the materials used in the Potions class at Hogwarts were also weighed by Snape from somewhere.

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 (End of this chapter)