Harry Potter: Martial Arts Professor at Hogwarts

Except for Durmstrang's viewing platform, the students on the other viewing platforms stood up and desperately looked up into the distance.

The black dragon of the Hebrides Islands did not disappoint the audience's expectations. Its huge body flew close to the treetops and circled around the periphery of the Forbidden Forest.

It originally wanted to spew a few mouthfuls of dragon breath, but was immediately stopped by Neville, "Don't do this! Professor Kong said, set fire to the bottom of the mountain prison and sit through it!"

"Roar!"

The black dragon of the Hebrides Islands quickly shook its head, and the dragon's breath brewing in its mouth still dissipated in billowing black smoke.

In the middle of the Forbidden Forest, the intensity of the battle undoubtedly increased exponentially.

For example, the encounter between Neville and his party and the counterfeit Durmstrang can be regarded as one of them, a relatively representative epitome.

As the black dragon of the Hebrides soared into the sky, Neville also let out a hearty cry.

Now not only the viewing platform, but also the students in the Forbidden Forest all stopped their hands and turned their attention to the sky.

The fire dragons in the Forbidden Forest should be restricted and bound by chains, and should not be qualified to gallop in the sky.

However, the appearance of a thirty-foot-long black dragon from the Hebrides at this moment is a priority target for students in any school.

It's just that it's hard for them to imagine that this fire dragon has actually been "tamed" temporarily.

"It's Neville, isn't it? I hear Neville's voice!"

"I think so too! But it's impossible! That's a fire dragon!"

"Neville! Are you up there?"

Those Hogwarts students who were not fully involved in the battle shouted to the sky.

"Roar!"

The black dragon of the Hebrides Islands was floating on a treetop, flapping its wings unhurriedly.

Even so, the strong wind driven by the flapping of wings forced the Weasley twins to hold on to the treetops to avoid being blown to the ground.

Both Fred and George have come to this point, it would be too embarrassing to be eliminated in this way.

"Fred, George... why don't you look so good? Did you meet Durmstrang's students?" Neville asked with concern.

Both Fred and George were battle-damaged at the moment, their robes were torn, their faces were gray and black and white, and their red hair was covered with fallen leaves and dust.

"The four Durmstrang people have just been dealt with! Some things were found from them." Fred and George touched their chests and took out two notes from the inner pocket.

Ghost-like characters were drawn on the white paper, and there was even a smell of blood.

"Roar!"

The moment these two notes appeared, the dragon's breath had already begun to brew in the mouth of the black dragon of the Hebrides Islands.

Its eyes stared fiercely at the two notes, and seemed to be full of endless hostility towards the notes.

"Throw the note directly down, these things will arouse the hostility of this fire dragon." Kong Nuo's voice rang in the ears of Fred and George.

Fred and George looked around first, then at each other.

After an extremely brief but tacit eye contact, he dropped the note in his hand with a normal expression.

The note was slowly floating in the air, but only three or five people on the viewing platform paid special attention to the note.

When the note suddenly disappeared, only one of them changed greatly.

With the disappearance of the note, the eyes of the black dragon of the Hebrides Islands returned to normal again, only staring at the Weasley twins with a slightly disdainful gaze.

Fred and George's attitude towards the black dragon of the Hebrides is not surprising. A fire dragon that has not been fully trained will equally despise those creatures that are not as powerful as it.

"Shall we go up there too?" suggested Fred and George.

Neville showed a look of hesitation, and said slowly: "It doesn't seem to be very willing... I wanted to bring Hannah...Miss Abbott, Colin and the others with me just now. But this fire dragon showed obvious resistance, so ..."

"That's because they're not tough enough, look at us!" Fred was thrown out by George, and landed firmly on the ridge of the black dragon in the Hebrides.

"Be careful..." Neville wanted to grab Fred's hand, just now Colin used a similar method to climb onto the Hebrides black dragon, but was thrown off.

This time the situation was different. The black dragon of the Hebrides Islands just made a "gurgling" sound, but did not resist.

There is an elder brother who is a researcher of fire dragons, and the Weasley twins have a deeper understanding of the various sounds of fire dragons than others.

Fred sat next to Neville proudly, patted his thick scales and smiled, "Tsk... there's nothing we can do about it, right?"

Then he took his wand and conjured a rope, threw it directly to George, and pulled his twin up as well.

The black dragon of the Hebrides Islands made a "gurgling" sound again, and even shook its head indiscriminately, as if expressing its dissatisfaction.

George also patted the scales of the black dragon in the Hebrides and said, "Although the fire dragon was tamed by you, we are also sitting on it now, so we can be regarded as masters of dragon taming!"

"Actually, we can do something more interesting." Fred noticed the magical light appearing in the distance, as well as the slight sound of chanting.

Neville asked suspiciously: "What is it? In fact, the most I can do is let it take me to fly, and there is no way to give it more orders."

"Wait for me!" George continued to lengthen the rope just now, slid down to the ground along the rope, and picked up a dusty robe from the ground.

"Scourgify!" Fred immediately drew out his wand and cast a descaling spell on the robe.

The robe has returned to its original blood red color, and it is a robe from Durmstrang.

"Neville! You are so upright! If you are like this, if you graduate in the future, you will be easily deceived!" Fred patted Neville on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"That's right! Some things need to be flexible, and you need to know how to use the resources you get!" George nodded in agreement, and shook the Durmstrang robe in his hand.

"Hiss...why didn't I think of it?" Neville finally realized at this moment, he already knew why the Weasley twins still picked up the robe on the ground.

"I'm right! You are so straightforward!" Fred smiled triumphantly, then waved his wand and began to chant, "Wingadim Leviosa!"

Seeing the blood-red robe floating in front of his eyes, the black dragon of the Hebrides suddenly snorted and let out a low moan.

"Big guy!" George lowered his head and patted the scales. "People wearing this robe should be your enemies, right?"

The black dragon of the Hebrides Islands groaned again.

George continued: "In this forest, there are many people in red robes, go and kill them!"