Hogwarts Sword Fairy

Seeing Lin Haifeng nod, Qi Ling'er said: "There are living creatures inside, but if they are separated from you, they are really dying. They don't have enough spiritual energy to break out of their shells. Bring them to me and try."

Lin Haifeng didn't think too much and made arrangements directly. By the way, he asked the demons to come over and help steal a few dragons to eat.Ling'er also added: "Well, look for the Dark Council's new nest and play with them when you have time."

Lin Haifeng operated happily. The Western Ministry of Magic was indeed one of the top two, and he always felt that his dragon was in trouble.Try to prove that, okay, okay, as long as they are willing to sell one or two, they can still save the lives of most dragons.

There are also professional cooks here who are responsible for cooking. On the contrary, after the Dragon Egg of the Refining Sect was obtained, Ling'er threw it onto the breath soil in the space. With the nourishment of the breath soil, it is estimated that breaking the shell should not be difficult, right?

Feeling the care of Xirang, the dying dragon egg finally gradually became stronger. As for the dragon that was sold back, Ling'er decisively took the dragon's blood, purified it, and sprinkled it around the dragon egg. In this way, the vitality of the dragon egg seemed to A lot stronger.

Next, it’s time to eat dragon flowers. Each dragon is made into a variety of delicious dishes. The dragon eggs in the space tremble when you look at them.A voice came out in its mind: "If you don't come out quickly, it will turn into a poached egg. I will make this."

The little dragon in the dragon egg successfully saw the making process of poached eggs. It wanted to cry, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong!It was quite satisfying to eat dragon meat. Ling'er said: "It's super delicious!"

Dongpo dragon meat, dragon meat with pickles and vegetables, dragon sausage...eat from head to toe, happy, happy.Ling'er didn't forget Lily and Snape either. Seeing these people dismembering the dragon and frying it into vegetables, the two children could only say: "Orientals are still ruthless! This is a dragon. You guys seem to be eating dog meat. Same, is it really good? But it smells so good!" Drool, drool.

After eating and drinking, Ling'er asked those demon cultivators to play nearby, but they were not allowed to hurt anyone. Ling'er began to practice the snake tooth dagger. However, when Ling'er finished the first snake tooth dagger, Ling'er took a look and took one. He tried the fairy weapon, and then said with a bit of disgust: "Well, although this thing is a first-grade fairy, the poisonous fangs and other things are already a bit useless. Well, it's okay to use as high-level spiritual energy, but it's a bit tasteless."

A magic cultivator asked: "So is there any way to make up for it?"

Ling'er thought about it and said: "There is a way. What kind of poisons are you good at, such as medicine poison, fire poison, blood poison, etc. Then feed it yourself, and the quality will be improved by one level at most. But basically it can be used normally. If you encounter Low-level earth immortals and the like can also be useful."

The demon cultivator asked happily: "How many dragons are there, we all want them."

Ling'er curled her lips and said earnestly: "It's not easy for people to raise dragons. Don't bring disaster to others. Let's do it this way. It can be as small as crystal ore, as large as weapons, magic weapons, and secret books. In short, I want to be rare. If the secret book is , a handwritten copy will do.”

A group of demon cultivators said that this was easy to say, and Ling'er added: "Broken weapons or whatever, it's fine, even garbage cans." A group of demon cultivators twitched their mouths obviously.Okay, why do they think this child is just a rag collector?

Ling'er suddenly asked: "By the way, do you have any auctions here?"

Lin Haifeng replied: "Yes, do you want to participate?"

Ling'er looked at her own space and said, "Well, let's hold a special show. I have a lot of garbage in my hands now."

Snape weakly interjected: "Well, there is a Quidditch World Cup this year, will you come and play?"

Ling'er scratched his head and said, "Brother, what are you talking about?"

Snape said helplessly: "Quidditch?" Ling'er nodded, knowing the sport of flying in the sky on a broomstick.Snape looked at her and nodded and continued: "Every four years, a competition is held as a country, called the Quidditch World Cup."

Ling'er belatedly said: "Oh. Then what?"

Snape asked speechlessly: "Aren't you going to see it?"

Ling'er hit him hard on the head and asked, "What should I see?" Snape was silent.He rubbed his head and thought helplessly, how could he forget it? This child couldn't see it.

Suddenly embarrassed, Lily pulled Snape aside and kicked him in the foot.Then he went up and said: "Ignore this guy, he can't turn his head recently. By the way, let's go play together."

Ling'er tilted her head and thought about it, as if nothing happened, and nodded in agreement.A group of people made an appointment to wait at the Tangren Hotel.The people around him were quite speechless. Ling'er tilted his head and asked, "Is there one in the East?"

A group of oriental people touched their noses, and Lin Haifeng said weakly: "Just think about it, a group of swordsmen fighting with a group of broomsticks."

Ling'er corrected: "Kick ball."

Lin Haifeng said again: "Well, do you believe that they can cut off the broom with one sword, and then play football alone, how boring is it?" Ling'er nodded, okay, it does look a bit boring.

Taking the train back to platform 9?0?6 again, a group of monks made birds and beasts disperse. Throughout the summer vacation, Ling'er made snake-tooth daggers, snake-eye knives, swords and so on. Anyway, those demonic cultivators said they would handle it.

Ling'er didn't forget to give these demon cultivators advice: "You said you are the same. With such a big planet and so many countries, you have the ability to go to foreign countries to cause harm. The more severe the harm, everyone can give you a scourge." , What kind of ability is it to bully one's own people?"

A magic cultivator complained: "People from the surrounding countries can't help but make it."

Ling'er calmly replied: "Then it's made by the whole country, and I'm not familiar with it!" The demon cultivator suddenly felt that this was a good idea!Ling'er also didn't expect that she just casually complained that the reputation of Eastern monks has plummeted in just a few years, all because of the evaluation of this group of demon cultivators.

Time passed relatively quickly, and on the night before the Quidditch World Cup started, Snape, Lily and Arthur Weasley all gathered at the Tang Hotel.

Arthur said awkwardly: "Dear, I am responsible for leading the way!"

Snape asked, "Are you sure this child can use a portkey?"

Ling'er: "Portkey? Here it is." She picked it up and handed it to Snape.

Snape covered his face and said weakly: "Dear, the portkey refers to a magic item that is transported at a fixed point. The simple explanation is: super faint."

Ling'er suddenly felt a little bit dizzy. She hated feeling dizzy the most, and her complexion suddenly became not so good.How do you break it if you want to hit someone?Fortunately, Boss Zhang reminded: "You can ride a unicorn over there!"

Ling'er asked uncertainly: "Can this still be done?"

Boss Zhang spread his hands and said, "Anyway, the administrator who watches the door will be hit with the Forgotten Curse several times a day." Ling'er was speechless.