The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

After putting away the broom, despite Hagrid's various pleas, Charlie still refused to take them directly to Norbert.

It's having a tantrum, Charlie said. It's best not to disturb it at this time.

As he spoke, he pulled a watering can from the shelf behind the warehouse door, sprayed it on himself a few times, handed it to Anthony and Hagrid, and motioned for them to do the same.

Anthony followed his example and sprayed his head and face several times, then sprayed his shoes and asked, What is this for?

Dragon perfume, said Charlie. Supposedly it makes the horned dragons not know we're human - you don't have to spray that much, Hagrid - but who knows. I haven't heard of one being attacked. researcher because he forgot to wear perfume.”

What do people usually get attacked for? Anthony asked, following Charlie out of the warehouse. The air is filled with the cold smell of winter. In the backyard of the warehouse, several pieces of researcher's clothes were hung on the clothesline, flapping like flags in the wind.

Because we are too close, Charlie said. Anyway, we are like sausages running around in the eyes of the dragon... Good morning, Barbara.

The person who came was a short woman with short hair and a gloomy face. Her right arm was a prosthetic limb very similar to Professor Kettleburn's. Behind her followed a large, creaking creature that looked like a wooden fire dragon.

Romanian Longhorns! Hagrid said happily.

Good morning. Barbara whispered, staring at Anthony and Hagrid with her gray eyes for a while, Huh?

Professor Henry Anthony and Rubeus Hagrid. Charlie introduced, They are communication scholars from Hogwarts. This is Barbara Baker, our fire dragon expert. She is currently studying how to Enter the fire dragon's lair without disturbing them...I mean, some methods other than a large number of stun spells and extinguishing spells.

Nice to meet you, Anthony said.

Hagrid said: You are the author of that book! From Hatching to Nirvana: A Guide to Raising Dragons!

Oh, am I? Maybe. Barbara said without interest, So you are... She glanced at Charlie.

Charlie.

Charlie's friend, Barbara continued in a flat tone, Great, have a good time.

She left peacefully. The four or five-story fire dragon model behind her started to creak again, following her stiffly, squeezing through the small houses in the dormitory area with difficulty.

Hagrid watched her go with a mixture of confusion and admiration.

What a weirdo, he said fascinatedly.

Come on, after you put your luggage in the room, I can take you around the unclassified working area of ​​the reserve. Charlie said, leading them forward, That's what Barbara is like. She I never remember anyone’s name, sometimes even my own.”

Really? said Hagrid. She can't remember her own name?

Really, she can't remember the way. We always say there must be several fire dragons in her head, burning away all this useless information for her. Charlie said, But we all think she is our most powerful One of the fire dragon experts. Once, she somehow ran outside the work area and actually forgot how to get back. She walked all the way to the fire dragon's lair. That's the story of her right arm. When our rescue team found her, there were all over the floor. They were trees knocked down by a furious horned dragon, and she was jumping from tree to tree in flames.”

…

Compared to Hungary, the way the dormitory doors are opened in Romania's Fire Dragon Sanctuary also feels more familiar to Anthony and Hagrid.

Hagrid, that's your room. This is yours, Henry. Charlie said, The password for the door is 'Healthy dragon scales are green and black'. The password is changed every half month, but for you guys Just remember this sentence.

Healthy dragon scales are blue-black. Anthony repeated, Okay.

This is just the password for the door. You can change the password for the room by yourself. Charlie said, The default password for the room is 'Five years old, long horns'. The way to change the password is to say 'Seventeen years old, new horns' after entering the room. The password is...'.

No problem. Anthony said, Is there anything else I need to pay attention to? Like not drinking strong alcohol in the open air?

No, we don't have as many rules as the Hungarian Sanctuary. Charlie said, But just like them, if you hear the bell, you must come out of the room immediately. By the way, when it comes to room passwords, our passwords have no length limit. But I sincerely advise you not to make it too long.”

Of course not, said Hagrid. Who would want to memorize a long list of passwords?

Charlie smiled: That's not certain. I know that some people will set the password as a collection of knowledge points before the assessment - but this is not what we recommend. In addition, I heard that someone once set the password as a collection of knowledge points. The first poem was long, and I had to stand at the door late at night to recite poetry.”

…

After packing a little, Charlie led Anthony and Hagrid briefly around the work area, just as he promised. They have the most comprehensive research library on dragon science in the world, and the interior space is larger than it looks from the outside; three training rooms - two of which are dedicated flight training rooms, are full of horizontal bars and all kinds of unexpected things. Several intern researchers were riding on brooms, struggling to avoid the water jets spraying out from the place; an empty underground activity room where people could come here to play cards and chess during their breaks; and an incredibly large Half-contact zone.

We collect the basic physical data of the fire dragons in the reserve here, so that we can know which dragons need some special care. Charlie said, The new dragon isolation site is also here. When we first received Norbert, Just get it out of here.”

Anthony looked around and saw faint traces of some photos sent by Charlie in the crooked fence covered with snow. The branches on all sides looked battered, as if they had been burned countless times.

What's over there? he asked, pointing to another field in the distance. He could see something huge and covered with yellow cloth piled there, and many people were running in and out nearby.

Charlie frowned: That's a medical field. What's going on? Is anyone injured?

Who? Hagrid asked.

Can we go over and have a look? Anthony asked.

Sure, come on, Charlie said. It took them a while to walk from the Xinlong isolation field to the medical field. As they got closer, Anthony gradually saw clearly what the thing covered by the yellow cloth was.

Fire dragon.

It was an adult fire dragon, with healthy blue-black scales and a slender neck. Its neck gracefully circled half a circle, burying its head in the yellow cloth, and half of one wing was exposed from under the cloth. When they approached, the researchers were discussing around it. Several people were suspended in the air on broomsticks, waving their wands and shooting spells at the fire dragon. The quills floating beside them were writing fast on the paper.

Charlie, are you back? a researcher said, holding a pile of parchment rolls in his hand, Delma is still short of manpower...

Andea has passed. I met her. Charlie said, What's going on here? He leaned forward and looked at the fire dragon covered with cloth, Isn't this Patrick?

Patrick bumped into a group of poachers and injured two of them, but also suffered a few black magic attacks on his hind legs. Our rescue team couldn't get close. The staff member said distractedly, You know Patrick's character ...Still refused to eat food mixed with sleeping pills, so I spent at least a dozen stun spells. Sometimes I can't tell whether these horned dragons regard us as dangerous enemies or delicious snacks...

Dark Magic? Charlie said, Is it the same team as last year?

Maybe we can keep those two people, the other party said, still in a coma. One of them will have a hard time waking up - his chest was penetrated - but the other might only lose two Legs. Patrick must have been distracted.

Suddenly there was a long, deafening roar behind them, as if thousands of trumpets were blowing in their ears at the same time. What followed was a sudden increase in temperature of the air. Anthony felt his robe suddenly bulge with hot air. He saw half of Hagrid's face illuminated by the orange-red firelight, and his black hair and beard were shaking.

The researcher yelled: Collapse! Be careful!

Anthony turned around and saw a dozen red stun spells sinking into the fire dragon's body. The fire dragon shook its head that it had just raised, a small stream of flame burst out of its mouth, then slammed its head to the ground and fell asleep. Two golden horns sparkled on top of its head.

The cloth lifted by it burned quietly and gently for a while, and the flame slowly extinguished. The snow on the ground has completely melted away, and white steam is rising everywhere on the bare soil.

No one was hurt, right? a researcher asked loudly.

No! Someone shouted from a distance, It hasn't woken up yet, it's attacking that piece of cloth!

Several people flew over and hurriedly covered the fire dragon's head with a piece of cloth.

Norbert's temper will only be worse than Patrick's. Charlie said, I'll take you to find it tomorrow. If you can find it, you must stand far away.

Hagrid turned a deaf ear and stared intently at the dragon's neatly arranged scales and the chaos it caused.

Oh my God, it's so beautiful. He whispered, as if the huge thing in front of him was just an illusion that would be blown away in one breath. His beard was still slightly curled by the hot air.