Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 469: What kind of fire dragon? I don’t know.

Mr. Weasley did not go to the Dark Mark to join in the fun, but returned to the original tent with the others.

 Because it was on the edge of the camp, it was lucky enough to escape the rioting crowd, and the tent was intact.

Percy emerged from the tent nervously, and relaxed a lot when he saw that the person coming was Mr. Weasley.

 He covered his arm with a sheet. Blood was pouring out from there. It looked like he was seriously injured.

"Where did you go just now..." Mr. Weasley walked over quickly and asked nervously: "How are you, is it serious?"

"It doesn't matter." Although Percy grinned in pain, his expression was extremely excited, "I was injured in front of Mr. Crouch. He must have seen... my heroic performance against the dark wizard."

"Yeah, yeah..." Charlie glanced at him, "Maybe tomorrow he will promote you to be the deputy director of the International Magical Cooperation Department, the heroic Mr. Percy Wetherby."

 He was a little angry, and his tone was inevitably a bit harsh.

They were besieged by the Malfoys before, and almost died there... Fortunately, Kyle appeared in time, otherwise, no one knows what would happen to them now.

 But what is certain is that even if they are lucky enough to survive, they will definitely be tortured by the Cruciatus Curse.

Even Kyle knew he was worried about Mr. Weasley's safety and ran over to help, but as for Percy...he actually ran up to Crouch to show off how brave he was.

If it weren't for the fact that the others were still there, he would have really wanted to give Percy a good beating.

Beside him, Bill's expression was also not very good.

But Percy didn't know this and was still complacent.

"You're joking again, this is impossible." Percy didn't care that Charlie deliberately said his name wrong, or that Fred and Fred had been calling him that name for the past few days, and he was already used to it. "I just hope Mr. Crouch can arrange more meaningful work for me in the future... The current job is a bit too easy for me."

 “Ho ho…” Charlie sneered and did not answer.

In order to calm down and avoid being tempted to beat Percy up later, he simply took a sip of water and prepared to go out with Mr. Weasley to find Harry Ron and the others.

However, just when they reached the door, a group of people just walked in from outside.

The first person walking was Cedric, followed by Cho, Connor, Harry...Fred and George at the end.

 One or more, they all came back.

However, their faces were not very good, they were pale and frightened.

"Great, you guys are all fine." Mr. Weasley said happily, "I think you must be scared, but you are fine now. Come in and drink some water. We will go home in a while."

No one said anything, but all their eyes fell on Kyle who had just entered the tent.

 They were indeed frightened, but it had nothing to do with the riot, but because of Kyle's box.

At first, everyone seemed surprised when they discovered that the box was a small room, and even their nervousness was diluted a lot.

 Until Ron, driven by curiosity, opened the door...and then they saw a fire dragon that was almost dozens of feet tall.

The fire dragon was lying at the door. The moment they opened the door, they could even clearly feel the burning breath coming out of the fire dragon's nose.

 As soon as I opened the door, I had a face-to-face and intimate contact with the fire dragon... Who knows this feeling.

Anyway, Ron, who was closest to the fire dragon, was frightened and fainted on the spot.

Just like that, several people and the fire dragon stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes... I don't know how long it took, maybe a minute, maybe half an hour, before Kangna had the courage to walk over and close the door.

But despite this, they were still too frightened to move and stood there fearfully, not daring to take a breath for fear of alarming the big guy outside.

Even Fred and George, who were losing their temper and clamoring to go out, immediately shut up and became quiet. The few of them stayed like this until Kyle went to call them out just now.

"Tell me that's not true, is it?" Cedric asked through gritted teeth as Mr. Weasley went to pour the water.

 “What?” Kyle didn’t understand what he meant.

“That fire dragon!” Ron said leisurely from the side. His face was red, as if he had been beaten.

"Oh, you are talking about Norbert." Kyle suddenly realized, "Yes, that is a fake. There is no fire dragon in the box at all. You all saw it wrong!"

 In an instant, everyone’s expressions turned uglier.

This is so false... Don't think they didn't hear it. Kyle even called out the name of the fire dragon just now.

 And even if one person sees it wrong, could they all see it wrong... This is obviously impossible.

And that name, Noble...

 In the crowd, Hermione lowered her head and thought. She always felt like she had heard this name somewhere.

Oh, right…

She suddenly thought that the Norwegian Ridgeback hatched by Hagrid when she was in the first grade seemed to have this name.

Moreover, Kyle was also present at the time, and the dragon disappeared inexplicably later. No one knew where it went, and Hagrid wouldn't tell him if asked.

 Should it be...

Hermione glanced at the box again. Now, she finally knew what the solution Hagrid was talking about.

 “Believe me, you are really wrong.”

On the other side, Kyle was still swearing: "Can I not know about my own box? If you don't believe it, I can take you there again. There is really nothing in it."

"What are you talking about..." At this time, Mr. Weasley came over with water and some bread sausages?

"Dad, Kyle's..." Ron was about to say something, but he suddenly noticed that Kyle was looking at him with a very strange look.

 For a moment, Ron's heart tightened, and then he seemed to have an enlightenment, and his head became extremely clear.

"No dad." Out of instinct, he immediately changed his words and said: "We were just frightened, those guys were so scary, they even pretended to be people from the Ministry of Magic and wanted to kill Harry..."

"What did you say?!" Mr. Weasley was frightened. He stepped forward to grab Harry and looked at him carefully. He didn't let go until he was sure that he was really fine.

Mr. Weasley patted his chest and asked with lingering fear: "Tell me what happened before."

"That's it, Mr. Weasley..." Before Ron could speak, Cedric stepped forward and told what happened.

Probably because Kyle deliberately chose to release them outside the tent just now. He didn't mention the box, he just said that a few people were hiding in a safe enough place.

While they were talking, Kangna stood nearby, staring at Kyle with burning eyes.

Kyle was a little confused by her stare, and shrugged: "Okay, if you are interested, would you like to come and take a look at my box? I can be a tour guide."

“But it may be too late now, what about after school starts.”

 “Okay.” Kangna said with a smile.

As soon as she finished speaking, the tent was pushed open again...it was Kreacher, the house elf who had come with Connor, and he ran in, sobbing loudly and dripping with tears.

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 (End of this chapter)