Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

The mimic dragon breath is a product of deterioration, but it is related to the dragon's unique weapon.

Ogri's flame is about to approach his imitation object, and the more difficult it is to guarantee the duration.

After breathing, Dilin smiled and reminded him, "Don't roast him."

Ogri reached out to wipe off the residual fire stained by the corner of his mouth. The corners of his mouth were stained with countless black textures by mimicry magic. "I controlled the heat, this distance... I can't die!"

The iron armor spell strengthened by the roots took the flames instead of Ando. When the flames dissipated, a ball that was roasted half of the charred side appeared.

"Shi~" The black smoke remaining in Ogri's mouth cried out, and his flying broom flexibly slid down from his side in the air.

Ando was still a little confused. The exaggerated fire instantly consumed a lot of his magic power.

When the flames finally stopped easily, before Ando had any effective action, Ogri grabbed the broom and crossed the distance between the two at a very short speed.

The biggest feature of mimicry magic is instantaneous and no need to chant spells. This magic system is exclusive to users of mutation potions.

Ogri's arm had some inhuman characteristics. He used his hand to penetrate the charred vegetation, breaking the crumbling magic shield, jamming Ando's neck and continuing to fly in the debris.

fly.

Then stop at some speed that is enough to satisfy Ogri.

At this time, just let Ogri let go of his hand.

Under the drive of inertia, Ando will fly out a very far and beautiful distance.

As for whether it ended up hitting the wall or the flower bed, I just looked at how Ogri felt when he threw it out.

"Uh...mutant potion?mutant potion!?" Ando moaned with difficulty, dilating and paining to the stiff ribs, trying hard to pump fresh air into his lungs.

Dilute his pain, bewildered and even some fear that he was unwilling to admit.

Fear of failure.

This man hopes to build prestige with a beautiful and cruel battle.

What a pity, he was so desperate that he kicked this iron plate that loves fighting very much.

The mutational agent brought a breakthrough in destructive power, and the permanent mental overclocking state strengthened his will like an ultra-spec stimulant.

The most important thing is that the recent beating in that dream has caused him to have too much pressure.

"stand up."

Ogri shouted to the guy who was also angry over there, "Get up! You can't even have some fun... Counterattack! Or just beat you up."

Pain? Stress?

Driven by the family and limited by talent, St. Peter's practice is in practice. Compared with the resolute determination to be greedy for power and to give up everything for anger.

Which one is more violent?

Ando told Ogri in his actions that as long as it was burning.

A person's will is no distinction between high and low.

"I can't lose."

The transplanted organs in the host body were fully activated, and the unique magic began to be transformed in large quantities.

The roots extended from his arm around his wand, and the wood extending from his body combined with the original wand to form a huge staff structure.

"Girls, come to my side." Dilin's pupils faintly appeared in his pupils, and as he waved his wand's invisible gravity hand, he brought the three Slytherin girls behind him.

"The real dream (Pravi snovi)..."

The black aura spread around him, and the tone of the area with him as the center seemed to be a little darker. From the side, it seemed that a pool of dissolved liquid was dripping from the photo.

“Dark Pollen (PutrefaSpora)!”

Ando put the exaggerated staff in front of him. As the staff swayed, the black dust mixed with a dirty pink color spread with him as the center of the circle.

Speaking of pollen, people always think of better things. After all, spring and life are the directions of flowers.

But the pollen that comes from the spell at this time has absolutely nothing to do with beauty.

The first is the distinction between smells. The scent with a sense of rottenness is like dust, and at the same time it has a strong moldy odor.

"Woo~ Vomit!" The little wizards around him avoided, but they could not escape the influence of the spell. The guys who inhaled the dust began to vomit, and soon those with slightly weak constitutions even fell to the ground.

Ogri took out his wand in his hand, but before he could use the analytical spell to fight, the "pollen" that was still far away from him would have an impact.

The chaotic magic power brought by the mutant agent was much muddy, and countless mushrooms grew on the mimic shape of Ogri under this turbidity.

The dark pollen is said to be pollen, but it is actually a kind of spore. It is obvious that these floating particles are death and corruption.

How rampant Ogri smiled? It can only be said that his expression has always been very consistent with his thug title.

His wand was pressed against his throat, and then a tiny spark lit a ray of light from the slight explosions. Then a richer black smoke escaped from the hollows in his body.

This guy used flame to curb the spores' impact on him and cleared him into his body.

It seems that there are still some fights in this fight?

"Cough cough! What are these? Cough cough cough..." The continuous cough sounded exaggeratedly, and tall figures passed over the crowd.

Compared to the key figures in the center of the conflict, the students around them who were watching the fun were more injured.

"You guys! Stop me no matter what you are doing!" The little giant incited his hand in front of his nose to try to disperse the black powder, and at the same time he hoped that his little red umbrella would be at hand.

It was Hagrid who arrived in time.

Hermione poked her head out from behind Hager, wondering where she ran out of the chaos.

The mixed-race giant showed his super resistance very well. This evil curse that made people so hard that they were just dust rising when they were shaking the carpet.

Such a giant is very intimidating to come to him. Haeger would not know that he had a very detailed blood analysis of the classic cases in the textbooks of St. Petersburg Manor.

It is rare to see humans and giants successfully conceive.

Hagrid rushed to Ogri's side first. As someone familiar with him, Hagrid subconsciously thought that Ogri was looking for trouble.

Ando's eyes flashed a few times and finally put away his staff. The deconstructed roots moved towards his arms and were finally retracted into his body.

And those black powders also turned into slight water vapor.

It seems that the lucky audience who were cheated today escaped the misery of going to the school hospital, but this is not enough to alleviate the punishment Ando is about to face soon.

Draco is very lucky. His dear Captain Quidditch must protect him even if he only looks at the group of members of the 2001. As for Gal and the others... these two guys fainted.

That kind.

"...Come on~ Ron, and you - Malfoy! You guys are all following me." Hager grabbed the next door to Andor, who was still small in front of Hager no matter how tall the latter was.

Dilling looked at Ogri with mocking, who was still proud.

Suno got the words from Draco Malfoy, "Wait for me! So that's Jody's attitude?"