[hp] Dragon Training

The mother seemed very worried about Fleta. In her heart, Fleta was just a baby, and perhaps this kind of thinking would continue until Fleta grew up to get married and have children.

Faced with the fact that he was about to leave, Fletta hadn't quite reacted in his heart. When his mother was packing his luggage everywhere, he was still thinking about which toy it would be better to bring with him.Mrs. Hill was busy up and down, trying to stuff all kinds of clothes and books into the box for Fleta, until she tried to use a limit shrinking spell to transform Fletta's bed into it, and Mr. Alston finally came out to stop it. lost his wife.

"Oh, Auston, Fletta is still so young, how can you let him go to boarding school?" Mrs. Hill threw herself into Auston's arms with a slightly unsteady voice.

"Honey, I believe Fretta can handle it all, he is our best son." Alston reassured. "Hogwarts is really safe. Believe me, although you come from a distant and cold country, I was taught there. I love everything about Hogwarts, and I believe Freita will like it too. "

Little Fletta sat on the bed and nodded happily. Mrs. Hill tried to calm herself down a bit. Finally, she lowered her head and thought for a while, and squatted down in front of her son to meet his gaze.

"My baby, can you take care of yourself?"

"Mom, I can."

Mrs. Hill lowered her eyes and thought about it, and finally sighed faintly, as if she had made a decision.She took a necklace from her pocket and put it on Fleet herself.

Fletta picked up the necklace and looked at it, and found that it was a pendant with a silver bottom, and the amber texture seemed to be swimming with a delicate little snake.His mother Cecilia's guardian spirit was a snake. Fletta thought it was a souvenir his mother gave him, so that he could take it out to have a look when he missed her, so he raised his head and looked at it. She smiled.

But Mrs. Hill looked serious, and buried the pendant in his clothes and hid it: "Fleta, promise me that you will take good care of yourself and this pendant."

Fletta was a little surprised why the pendant was included in the promise: "Yes, Mom."

Mrs. Hill didn't mean to be joking: "This pendant can't leave your side, it has been given a special magic, you must not lose it, you have to take good care of it, understand?"

Fleta also nodded solemnly: "I will."

"Good boy."

******

"What do new students need to bring, Professor Dumbledore?" Fleet tried to talk.

"You don't need anything. In fact, we have prepared everything for you. Books, magic robes, cauldrons, and potions have already written your name and are waiting for you. You already have the only wand that you need to debug yourself. Isn't it?"

"Oh……"

Sitting on an unmanned flying carriage, looking at the farther and farther home and the parents who kept waving goodbye to her, Fleta suddenly felt a little sad.God knows how much he wanted to jump off the carriage and throw himself into Dad's arms to tell him that he regretted it.But when I think of the temptation of Hogwarts, those things that only exist in the basement library: ghosts, long dining tables where food appears automatically, countless talking and moving portraits, and the black lake full of mermaids.

How can there be a table where food appears automatically, so can you keep eating?Fleta thought.There were no house-elfs in his family, so he naturally didn't know the reason behind it, and Hogwarts was naturally a bit mysterious in his eyes.

"Your wand looks special?" Dumbledore said, noticing the wand that Flyte had placed beside him. It seemed that the material was different from ordinary wands.

"Well, the material is a dragon tooth of my father, and the core is a slender bone spur on my father's tail." The magic wand in his hand is indeed unique and easy to use, but his father almost died of pain when making it up.At that time, Flett was still amused when he saw the funny appearance. When he received this magic wand as a gift on his birthday the next day, Flett burst into tears, and his father comforted him for a long time.Oops... He wanted to go home even more after such a memory.

Hearing what he said, Dumbledore naturally knew the preciousness of this wand. Seeing the expression on Fletta's face, he quickly changed the topic: "Oh...it seems that you are almost missing something. Hogwarts is Magical pets are allowed, do you have any pets you like?"

Fletta shook her head dejectedly.Affected by the fact that Animagus is a ferocious dragon, generally speaking, birds and beasts are not willing to approach him, and they will instinctively fear and loathe him.If he really wanted to raise it, he would probably only be able to raise the legendary basilisk.

"Sir, are there basilisks at Hogwarts?"

"..." Dumbledore opened his mouth, "There was one before, but it was killed."

"Oh, that's a pity." Fletta expressed great disappointment.

Dumbledore also remembered the embarrassing situation that he sent owls all over the school but couldn't deliver the letter, so he comforted him again: "It doesn't matter if you can't keep a pet, you will have good friends in school."

"Friend!" Fletta immediately became full of energy.God, Merlin knew how much he wanted a brother, or a sister if he couldn't, or a friend if he couldn't, anyway, he had wanted a playmate of a similar age for a long time.Hearing such words, he was so excited that he almost jumped up in the carriage.

Seeing how excited he was, Dumbledore decided to tell him something about Hogwarts: "The school is divided into four houses, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. , students choose to study in one of the four colleges."

"Wow, does that make a difference?"

"Red, yellow, blue and green." The principal's grandfather said that he treats everyone equally, and they are all good boys.

"Cool! They are actually sorted according to the color you like, what a personality!"

"That's not the case..." Dumbledore felt the need to explain, "Freshmen need to be sorted into different colleges according to the instructions of the Sorting Hat."

"Ah..." Fletta felt very depressed, "Why let a hat decide, if I like yellow, he will assign me to blue, wouldn't that be annoying?"

So is it the color that matters?But if a standard Hufflepuff is assigned to Ravenclaw, it is indeed annoying in every sense.So Dumbledore coughed: "You can chat with it, it will respect your opinion."

Fletta was very happy: "You can actually chat with the hat, what a personality!"

Dumbledore obviously didn't want to explain why the hat could chat, so he remained silent, and then thought of something and grabbed a handful of candy from his pocket and gave it to the kid in front of him.Fletta was obviously very happy. At home, his mother did not allow him to eat too many snacks. When he saw the handful of candies, his eyes turned green and he immediately calmed down.

The person in front of him who lowered his head and peeled off the candy wrapper was obviously just a child, even smaller than those first-grade children in the school.But it is such a child, whose parents are extremely special people, who has mastered extremely advanced magic at the age of 11. For some reason, Dumbledore saw different hopes in such a small body.

Then this different hope raised his head, with some crushed candy on the corner of his mouth, looking stupid, staring at him straightly: "Professor, this coconut vanilla flavored candy is delicious. Do you have any more?"

"Gone."

"Oh...that's a pity." Fletta expressed great disappointment.

The carriage passed over the black lake, and Fleta was lying on the window and was about to fall over, as if to see if there were any mermaids that would occasionally swim to the surface to breathe.Fletta's eyes widened when he saw the buildings of Hogwarts. Living alone in the suburbs, his family had never seen such a large building. All kinds of blue and gray towers were clustered together, like a small country.The architectural style is the most classic. Hogwarts is like a docile giant lying quietly on the cliffs of the forest, looking at every student tenderly, and at this time also watching Fleta.

Fletta took a deep breath and smiled, feeling excited and looking forward to her upcoming campus life.He's ready to don his wizard robes and a strange hat for a chat, choose a color of his choice (...) and join the academy!

Dumbledore then put him in a cage.

Fletta: "..."

"Um, I'm sorry. What's this about?" He numbly grasped the railing of the cage, with a life-like expression on his face.

"You can start to change." Dumbledore said kindly.

"What! No, wait a minute! Didn't I come to be human! Why put me in a cage!" Fletta shook the cage railing, but it was futile.This cage was used to hold the dragon, so it was naturally extremely hard, and Fleta could only shake herself with all her efforts.

"Because you are not a student at Hogwarts, and you missed the school term. You are no longer welcome at Hogwarts. If you want to enter the school, you must first turn into a dragon and hand it to Hagrid to take it into the jungle. Triwizard Tournament No. After the first level, I will hold a sorting ceremony for you. So let me remind you, Mr. Fleta, you can no longer be a human, you need to be a dragon for a while." Dumbledore said sincerely.

Fleta stared at Dumbledore with a "you must be joking" look, but Dumbledore didn't answer him at all, and finally he was frustrated.Fletta muttered: "Professor, your coconut vanilla candy is really delicious, can you bring me some more next time?" As he spoke, he began to change.

At first it was the eyes, his gray and translucent pupils slowly turned to golden as if they were lighted up, the pale pupils gradually became clear and emerged as a vertical line, and then the contours of his face began to change, as delicate as cream Normal skin began to grow scales, and the teeth were as sharp as cold knives.He bowed his body and his tail gradually appeared, his limbs began to thicken and his fingers deformed, and a pair of sharp but beautiful bone wings suddenly spread out on his back.Right in front of Dumbledore's eyes, a child only as tall as his waist turned into a dragon looking down on him.

"Siberian Silver Dragon..." Dumbledore murmured.The Siberian Silver Viper, which grew up in the ice and snow, has scales like mithril, and walking in the snow is like a flash of silver star.And the silver dragon in front of him has inherited the advantages of his mother Animagus very well, and its silver scales are dazzling under the cloudy sun. "It has surpassed the definition of Animagus...it can even be called one of the Transfiguration Magus."

Ordinary dragons can't speak human language, but of course Fletta can: "It should be considered an Animagus, I am not born with this magic, and my mother used to let me practice day and night, I think it is very difficult to become like this." It’s fun to work hard.” In fact, he thinks it’s a bit stupid to talk like this, and the dragon’s mouth is not very good at speaking English.

"Animagus is not magic that can be achieved with hard work. It is so advanced that few people in the entire magic world can learn it."

"Oh." There are three in my family.Fleta yawned, and almost spit out fiery dragon breath uncontrollably.

At night, someone sent a "neighbor" to Fletta, who was locked in a cage and covered with a layer of fireproof cloth and brought into the dense forest.He was dozing off with his tongue lolling, when he was woken up by the roar of grief and indignation resounding through the sky and the earth.

(Let go of me! Let me go! I'm going home for dinner! Didn't you guys say you just took me to take a shower! Where is this? If I don't go back, my wife will think I'm having an affair!!)

Fletta was so noisy, so he roared back: (This is England! You are so noisy! You keep people from sleeping!!) Then it was quiet in an instant.Fleta closed his eyes and snorted with his tongue drooping. At this time, he heard the old man crying: (Isn't this Hungary?) Fleta finally opened his eyes, but he didn't see anyone. He turned around suspiciously. He turned his head and found that another cage was surrounded by thick fireproof cloth, and the sound probably came from there.

Fletta kindly explained: (No.) Suddenly he realized that he was a large reptile now, and what he said just now was not human.Sure enough, the big cage surrounded by steps began to be knocked back and forth by the things inside, and loud roars and flames shot up into the sky: (Damn humans! Let me go home, let me go home! I’m so late If I don’t go back, my wife will beat me to death! It’s the life of the dragon!!)

Fletta: "..." Help, it's so noisy.

He stretched out his hands and tried to cover his ears, but he couldn't do it after trying for a long time.No way, the claws are too short to reach.Fletta's efforts were fruitless, and she flicked her tail in the cage angrily, and then was hurt by the anti-magic railing.He turned around and hugged his tail with his four paws facing the sky, blowing and blowing, leaving big tears in his eyes.

Fleta: (Wooooow! Bullying the dragon!)

The dude from Hungary yelled: (Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I'm so hungryhhhhhhhhhhhh!)

Fletta: (Ahhh! I'm so hungry too! Professor, you don't count my candy! Mom, I'm starving to death!!)

All of a sudden, the dense sound of dragon chants in the dense forest frightened the creatures in a radius of a hundred miles and fled in all directions. Some who had no time to leave bleed to death in the sound waves of this evil animal.Fleta saw with his own eyes that the old man from Hungary cautiously stretched out his claws and hooked a stunned little white rabbit in from the gap in the cage. The lower half was thrown towards Fleta.

Seeing the half-dead rabbit, Fletta yelled angrily: (How can you be a rabbit!)

(are you crazy!)

snort.Fretta didn't even look at the rabbit, he wouldn't eat it.But he was really hungry, how could he die so easily!He thought for a while, then returned to the human form.This cage is obviously used to hold a dragon, and the designer probably didn't expect to use it to hold a human child.Fleta turned sideways and came to the cage railing, firmly believing that if the head can get out, the body must be able to get out, and squeezed her head out.Just when he was about to squeeze his bun face into a pie face, he finally got out of the cage.Fletta rubbed her red face and said yes in her heart!

At this time, the Hungarian buddy asked lazily: (When will we be released?)

Fletta replied subconsciously: "Dumbledore said that we are the examiners of the first level, maybe we can finish the test..." Then he suddenly realized that he was speaking English.

The dragon was enraged in an instant: (Humans! Humans with fish lips! Let me go home! Let me out!!) Then it started to spit fire crazily outside, most of which were blocked by the cloth and only appeared With a little light, a small part of the flames cooked the half of the rabbit that was just thrown out.

Fleta covered her ears, stuck out her tongue and ran away quickly.Merlin, he didn't mean to.

The author has something to say: the next chapter is coming out.

I'm going to be a father!Mr. Malfoy.