DNF Meets Harry Potter

At the edge of the paddock, more than 20 well-trained elite dragon trainers were all sweating for Fu Rong after she entered the arena. Even they would need at least seven or eight people to subdue this Welsh dragon. It seemed too dangerous for the little wizard to take its eggs.

"Attention! If there is a situation, act immediately!"

Charlie watched Fleur's every move closely, and whispered to his colleagues behind him, the hand that gripped the wand was completely soaked with sweat before he knew it.

In the center of the arena, Fu Rong gradually tentatively walked towards the Welsh Green Dragon—she had to estimate a safe distance first.

One after another screams came from the auditorium. In terms of size alone, human beings are too small for giant dragons, not to mention it is probably the first time they have come into contact with such an exciting scene at close range.

Karl looked up slightly at the auditorium, and found that several junior wizards were frightened and threw themselves into the arms of the senior next to them, crying loudly after seeing the huge monster.

"Umm... what is she doing?"

What Fleur did next made Carl a little puzzled. She even gave up her wand and threw her closest partner into the sky!

"Oh! God! It's unexpected!" Bagman's just-in-time commentary spread to every corner of the arena, "Could it be that Miss Delacour doesn't plan to use a magic wand in this match?

If she really succeeds! Then there is no doubt that she will win the favor of every referee! "

According to the test just now, Fu Rong has already estimated the safe position.

The temper of this Welsh green dragon should be regarded as the level of a good wife and loving mother. Before Furong stepped into the forbidden area, he didn't take the initiative to eliminate all potential safety hazards. Roaring warning signal.

Then it's time for her official strategy!

A smile flashed across Fu Rong's face. She had already figured out the character of this dragon. The reason she was afraid before was because she was afraid that it would take the initiative to attack. Then the plan she and Maxim had discussed carefully all night would be ruined. That's it - you can't hide in time, and you still take a fart dragon egg, that's not how you look for death.

Her magic wand, with Veela hair as its core, slowly rotated in mid-air, and the crisp and melodious singing sound came out of her mouth, and the immortal movement was being sung...

Listening to this melodious singing, the young wizards in the auditorium couldn't help showing intoxicated expressions, and Maxim, who was sitting in the referee's seat, even glanced proudly at Dumbledore next to her, showing arrogance on his face The colors are unobstructed.

"Waves of the Danube... nice waltz~..."

Dumbledore clapped his hands and smiled, obviously he knew the movement...

Accompanied by the music, Furong lightly stood on tiptoe and danced around the fire dragon. The movements were as smooth as flowing water, as radiant as clouds, and as continuous waves. A series of systematic swings, turns and various perfect shapes were captured by the audience. She is easy to finish, both elegant and gorgeous...

"Romantic melody waltz? Looking at this posture, Ning is a heavenly dancer?"

Carl's eyes widened. The script was wrong. When did Furong learn this trick? Why didn't he know?

"Wait... The Veela clan seems to have concentrated their entire body's artistic skills into dance steps... Is this, the blood has awakened and returned to the ancestors?"

Karl suddenly remembered the characteristics of veela. When they became human, they were beautiful young women who loved to dance under the moon in midsummer night wearing tulle.

And men who are infatuated with them will forget everything in the world. If there is that unfortunate person who joins them during the veela dance, they can only dance non-stop until they die exhausted at last...

There is no doubt that this is an extremely terrifying and powerful magical creature! A full-bodied Veela is no less inferior to a Charmander!

Although Furong is only half Veela's bloodline, and she has just grown up, but this is enough...

Gradually, the Welsh green dragon couldn't hold on any longer, its footsteps gradually became vain, and the frequency of opening and closing its eyelids suddenly accelerated...

"The mixed blood is really amazing!" Karl was amazed, thinking that he would have to show some real skills later, otherwise the money would not be easy to get.

But fire dragons are fire dragons after all. Not only are they extremely resistant to magic, their skin is rough, their flesh is thick, they are invulnerable to weapons and guns, they also have strong stamina. Furong jumped up and down around it on tiptoe for more than half an hour, almost hypoglycemia The Welsh green dragon that fainted fell unconscious.

Seeing the fire dragon fall, a smile appeared on the corner of Furong's mouth, and she sat on the ground as if relieved from a heavy burden, panting continuously.

The magic power in her body has long been exhausted, and she was really supported by her will just now.

"No! I can't fall asleep yet!"

Furong didn't dare to be careless, and immediately struggled to stand up after regaining some strength, and tiptoed towards the direction of the golden egg.

When she passed the huge head of the fire dragon, she was even more frightened, for fear that it would swallow herself in one bite after waking up in an instant. Even Dumbledore couldn't stop it in time at this distance. Half of the body being chewed to pieces is the best end, luck is almost dead without a whole body.

closer, closer...

When her hand touched the golden egg, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's over, this damned nightmare!

However, when she just picked up the golden egg, screams of extreme terror came from all directions, and a huge shadow instantly enveloped her body. cold.

She understood that the dragon woke up!

Under the crisis of life and death, there was no time to think about it, only Fu Rong, who was dominated by survival instinct, rolled and fled out of the shadowed area in a panic. The next second, a paw that covered the sky slapped her original position fiercely. , For a while, the dust was flying, and the large and small stones exploded in all directions.

Fu Rong touched her cheek, it was a little warm. The flying gravel tore her sky-blue dress, leaving bloodstains all over her body, and the overwhelming dust made her eyes blurred...

"The wand is coming!"

She gritted her teeth and chanted the Flying Curse to recall the wand, and the core of the wand was made of her grandma's hair.

The situation changed too fast, everything happened in a blink of an eye.

The fire dragon, who missed a hit, looked at the golden egg in Furong's arms, and his eyes turned red. It opened its mouth wide, and its sharp teeth gleamed coldly in the sun. The flames vented down in mid-air.

"There are many obstacles!"

Furong gritted her teeth and built a barrier to isolate the terrifying high temperature, but that thin barrier was no different from sheets of sheets under the scorching flames, and was swallowed in the blink of an eye.

However, this moment is enough time, Furong's mouth outlines a smile that belongs to the winner, and then suddenly points the magic wand at herself, and the little magic power that has just been recovered turns into the last spell,

"Flip in the air!"