[hp] Dragon Training

Harry got up again after only rolling a few times on the ground. He picked up the fallen broom and rode tenaciously on it, staggering and flying quickly.

This spirit of perseverance touched all the judges and most of the audience. They felt that although Harry didn't use anything with high magic content, his spirit was commendable!Seeing Mr. Potter working so hard, Flyte also felt very touching. He wanted to fly out of the competition field and wait for Harry to get the eggs before returning.

Suddenly at this moment, with excellent eyesight, he vaguely saw something reflecting light on the broom tail of Harry Potter's Firebolt.Fleet was stunned for a moment, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he looked at the spot where Harry fell to the ground before - the pile of stones where he hid the necklace was knocked open, and the pendant inside was gone.Under everyone's surprised eyes, Harry.Potter rode the Firebolt broom straight up at an angle almost perpendicular to the ground and avoided the sudden attack of the silver dragon. The bone wings on the back, a powerful whirlwind airflow appeared in the sudden flapping of the wings, and the silver dragon also flew up among the flying sand and stones, chasing Harry intently.

Damn.Fletcher cursed inwardly, he was really negligent.Since he promised his mother that he would take good care of this pendant, no one can take it away even if he pays a price!A pair of golden vertical pupils quickly locked onto a moving figure in the sky. The streamlined body of the silver dragon reduced the resistance very well. At this moment, he was approaching Harry who was riding the Firebolt like a falling star flying across the sky.Harry would be caught up in no time if he kept chasing him like this, but Gryffindor's Golden Seeker didn't just keep flying in a straight line.He made a sudden turn in the sky, and the broom made a beautiful arc, which immediately extended the distance between him and Fleet.

(Stop! Wait!) Fleet yelled, afraid that the pendant would fly out because of his too much movement.But the pendant seems to be tightly wrapped by the broom hair, and the little reflection keeps flickering.In the fog they flew over the peaks of the mountains, and in an instant passed the birch forest.Suddenly a tower building appeared in front of them, and they had already returned to the sky above Hogwarts College from the outdoors. Facing the sudden obstacle, one person and one dragon almost made a mistake and ran into it.Flett opened his mouth suddenly and tried to bite off Potter's broom tail, but it was so close that he escaped again.

This is not going to work...Fleta was really anxious.He paused in the air upside down, then suddenly flew away in the opposite direction from Harry.

Harry.Potter tried to fly forward, darting around the building's spire.He turned his head to check the distance between himself and the silver dragon from time to time to avoid being easily overtaken, and suddenly he found that he could not see the shining silver dragon, and an ominous premonition filled his heart.And on the other side of the building, the moment he turned the corner, the silver dragon suddenly appeared out of thin air and collided with Harry. Harry, who was extremely astonished, fell off his broom and fell heavily. He kept sliding on the tiles of the sloping roof, and the broom in his hand flew out. The whole person barely stopped until he grabbed a protruding window sill.

Fletcher was frightened. After all, the pendant is not as important as human life.At a critical moment, he flew forward to pull Harry, at least hook him up with his claws, otherwise he would fall to his death if he didn't grasp it firmly.But Fleta's approach only terrified Harry. His big green eyes stared at Fleta's golden eyes and remained motionless, as if he was trying to survive.

Fletta was a little wronged, he really didn't want to embarrass Potter, he just wanted to get the pendant back.He opened his mouth, and said a very soft English, which is very unaccustomed: "...don't be afraid. I won't hurt you." The words became extremely blurred between the dragon's kiss and the fangs, and he was cautious. Stretching out his claws, gently hooked up Potter's clothes and placed him on a relatively stable window sill.

Harry didn't seem to understand what the silver dragon wanted to do at all, but at this moment, he saw those eyes as big as incandescent lamps look at him, then turned his head and flew down.Harry heaved a sigh of relief while Fletta was leaving, and immediately cast a Summoning Charm again. In just a second, the broom that fell below returned to his hand.

Fletta looked at the broom that flew away from his eyes and cried without tears. He was about to touch it!In desperation, he had no choice but to turn around and chase after Mr. Potter who was flying in the sky again.

Potter, you're sick of me!Fleta couldn't take it anymore, and once again spat out flames fiercely to try to burn him.It worked, but it only set Harry's clothes on fire, not any of the brooms.

Faster, faster.Fleta and Harry thought at the same time.Finally, an overpass appeared in front of them, spanning a deep canyon.Fleta finally bit the Firebolt's broom tail, and bit off the pendant accurately.And Harry panicked and staggered and flew through the bridge hole of the overpass, and Fletta slammed into the top of the bridge because he couldn't dodge.

This small impact is of course nothing to a dragon whose scales have defensive magic, but the moment he got the pendant, Fleta's goal had already been achieved.He fell into the canyon with the pendant in his mouth in peace, watching Harry, who survived the catastrophe, gradually go away, Fleta took a deep breath.

(Take your golden eggs! I'll never play with you again!) The roar of the dragon resounded through the canyon, and those who didn't know the truth thought it was crying.

Everyone was anxiously waiting for Harry to come back in the arena. It took an unknown amount of time before a figure appeared in the sky.

The broom had been half-gnawed, and now it was flying like a troll with a full moon doing a strange tarantella dance, and Potter, the Savior of the Living, had his clothes burned and his buttocks were smoking all the time.Although it looked ridiculous, there was no dragon behind him.

Harry.Potter defeated the dragon!

Everyone cheered, but Hermione almost cried with joy, jumped up and shouted two yess, and then clapped vigorously.

What about Fletta at this time?He is holding a pendant in his paws and sleeping soundly with his tongue drooping. He is lying on his back on the bottom of the rocky valley, and he is really exhausted today.

***

Harry Potter defeats the dragon - and while that's nothing special, all three other warriors do.

Harry Potter also got the dragon's treasure-although it was just an egg.And it's an egg that screams like a mandrake after being frightened when it is opened, and has the desire to make people roll their eyes and faint.

Many times Ron felt that Harry must have taken the wrong egg (the sly dragon replaced the real golden egg), or that Harry had broken the egg while stumbling to get it on a burning broom It's - after all it's just a fragile egg and not a rock, isn't it?Hermione rolled her eyes and satirized this idea, and Ron was mercilessly ridiculed by this wise witch.Mr. Weasley blushed, but Harry also felt very happy watching this scene. Yes, Ron chose to dispel all doubts and believe him after he escaped from death and passed the first level. After all, no one would risk Isn't it such a big danger to cheat just to show off?Unless that person is crazy or has troll blood.

At any rate, he was the hero who defeated the most beautiful silver dragon, almost no one would despise him because of his age, and everyone mentioned Harry Potter with great interest.

...except Slytherin.

Draco.Mr. Malfoy was sitting at the table in the Great Hall expressionlessly spreading cherry jam on his toast. It was breakfast time, and although Hogwarts was holding competitions, students still had to attend classes.The fourth-year Slytherin was about to take Potions class. Because the teacher of this class was too scary, almost everyone had to get up and sit down early in the morning. Even if they had breakfast, their minds were full of the class content.

The three long tables opposite were all chattering about how handsome Harry Potter was when he defeated the dragon. The Hufflepuffs were less enthusiastic because they had Cedric, who was also one of the warriors who also defeated the dragon. gram.digory.

Pansy.Parkinson couldn't bear it anymore and said to Draco: "Stop! Mr. Malfoy. Don't you know that we need to manually remove the frog's blood in the next Potions class? I can hardly eat like this!" She stared at Looking at the piece of bread in Draco's hand, the blood red cherry sauce was almost as thick as bread.

Draco didn't speak, staring at the silver knife in his hand and said: "It's really disgusting."

Pansy frowned: "Gentleman, what's the matter with you today?"

"Tell me." Draco said in a very soft voice, "Why didn't the baby dragon, which was as beautiful as Merlin's, just kill Potter?"

Pansy laughed suddenly, and Crabbe next to him couldn't understand the woman's smile, so he grabbed a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth and looked at her several times.Pansy propped her chin, the witch in the fourth grade was already quite beautiful: "You're jealous, my dear. If it's really so hard, why don't you go to the Triwizard Tournament, so you can see her at least in the first level?" That dragon you've been dreaming of, Draco, you like dragons best, don't you?"

Draco didn't even look at her: "How to do it? Dumbledore has already restricted the selection of the Goblet of Fire. The freak twins of Gryffindor failed, and God knows who helped break it." That stupid fellow."

"Do you think someone put Potter's name in the Goblet of Fire? You actually believe him?" Blaise stood aside.Zabini was suddenly interested in this sentence.

But Draco.Mr. Malfoy expressed his disinterest in this sentence: "Because he doesn't have that ability. I can't even break through Dumbledore's restrictions. Why should he do it?"

Pansy's joke was hit again, and she almost fell down laughing: "You bastard. Potter is the hero who defeated a dragon. He looks very strong, doesn't he?"

Draco was about to pour a whole jar of sauce on the poor slice of bread: "I'm even angrier talking about that - it's a dragon! A living dragon with smooth scales and an elegant posture. How could Potter be ashamed of that?" A beautiful creature shot, it is simply a rude prehistoric giant, this stupid Scarhead!"

Pansy made a disgusted expression: "You don't really want to eat this, do you? Think about your potions class? Think about the frog blood you're about to face."

Draco disapprovingly threw the toast covered with cherry sauce into Goyle's breakfast plate, and the big Goyle picked it up and ate it without disdain. Professor Snape accused Potions of being like Neville. That's all your fault, Longbottom."

"So you can partner with me today as a special case to make a potion together." Draco raised his chin and said very proudly.

Suddenly, Minerva took the professor's seat.Professor McGonagall picked up the silver spoon and tapped the glass in front of him lightly. The crisp sound immediately attracted everyone's attention. All the students in the auditorium fell silent at the same time and looked at this venerable witch.

"Attention, please be quiet." Professor McGonagall said slowly, "Next I have two things to announce, one: to welcome guests from afar; to show the demeanor of our Hogwarts students; to Adding to our friendship, we have decided to have a dance this Christmas."

All the students were surprised, and some wizards from ordinary Muggle families were very curious, and the whole auditorium suddenly became noisy.There was not much enthusiasm at the Slytherin table, and the children of the nobles almost threw up at the ball and the like.So Draco just applauded symbolically to welcome the foreign friends. In fact, he was more interested in the second thing Professor McGonagall would say next.

When talking about the second thing, the witch looked at Principal Dumbledore beside her, with some hesitation and suspicion in her eyes, but Dumbledore nodded to her calmly.Such small movements caught Draco's attention and made him sit up slightly.

Professor McGonagall said loudly: "One student lived too far... the owl did not deliver the admission letter in time. Because of this mistake, he missed the admission time. I am deeply sorry for this. In order to express To make up for him, we will welcome him back to Hogwarts!"

"Next, let us welcome this belated classmate—Fleta Hill."

Draco's hand paused suddenly, and he turned his head sharply to stare at the man who walked in through the main entrance of the auditorium, as if he was about to eat him.