Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1511 How to Train Your Dragon (2)

  In many romance novels, Paris is the place where every girl’s dream comes true. The heroines either find their destined love here, or they become models, ballerinas, and artists.

  In fact, many girls who come with dreams often come with hope and return with disappointment. The reason why the nobles left the Marais area and moved to the Saint-Germain area is because it is very close to the path to Versailles and Louis XIV. At this point, they can’t afford to go far, let alone the European continent and the Americas Up.

Napoleon was not the "prince" who was prophesied to protect humanity. Although the arena built in the forest was made of wood, it looked no different from the ancient Roman Colosseum. Gugerman had a kind of "maisonmagique". Houses, such "magic houses" in mythology, can be built in an instant, and it is said that they are often given by ancestors.

  According to the customs of ancient Rome, convicted prisoners will be rushed to the Colosseum to perform a **** fight, or let the beast bite the prisoner for entertainment.

In contrast, Georgiana prefers the French in the 21st century. On the Orient Express that Georgiana rode, the chef Philip once helped refugees who left on the train because of the British involvement in the pure-blood civil war initiated by Voldemort, and returned an appointment to Georgia Let's cook French cuisine while watching the sunset. He was so whimsical that he wanted to be an Interpol to catch criminals, but he was severely taught by his terrifying mother. He recognized the facts and cut off his dream.

  God allowed them to bear the fate of failure, so let it go. Many French people have not yet figured out how they lost in Waterloo.

When Napoleon took the risk to fight on the front line, the rear was unguarded, and Nathan Rothschild was given the opportunity to use the French's own gold coins to pay the British army that defeated the French army. , Originally this matter should be taken care of by the queen, but unfortunately the Austrian princess did not intend to let France win at all, or she did not expect it at all. Two German women almost broke up France twice, but Bonaparte would rather divorce Josephine to marry the noble Austrian princess and give him a son.

Both Severus and Bonaparte always give their love to human women who do not love them, and no matter how she pays them, she will never compare to those human women, and human women are jealous of the mixed-race veel and never age. Beauty.

  So she surrendered. Maybe she just stood still in the arena and let the dragon's breath squirt and it was over. Why should she care about life and death?

  After reaching the place, she got out of the carriage very calmly. Two bronze sculptures of warriors stood at the entrance of the arena. They both held spears and shields in their hands, looking like two giant guards.

  General Rann came to meet her, he seemed to have something to say.

   "Take me over." Georgiana said calmly.

  Lann said nothing in the end, leading her to the arena. The sun in August was still hot, there was no cloud in the blue sky, and white, red, and blue flags were floating on the arena. This arena should be able to accommodate tens of thousands of people. There are no spectators in the stands, only a handful of people. They sit tightly, their eyes staring at her.

  She smiled at them, and walked to the dragon that was bound by the chain.

Maybe the French didn’t want to kill her. This dragon is an ordinary Welsh green dragon. It may be the least troublesome of all fire dragons. Their staple food is mainly sheep and small mammals, and they take the initiative to avoid them. Humans, its sound is beautiful, and Georgiana feels very kind when she sees it. She thinks dragons are much cuter than humans.

  It is struggling, and the soldiers with spears are trying to keep it quiet, but instead it keeps flapping its wings, stretches its head backwards, and tries to spray them with dragon's breath.

  Georgiana looked at its purple eyes, the dragon turned its head, smoke filled its teeth, exuding a strong smell of sulfur.

  She can hardly describe how she feels at the moment.

  In the eyes of the fire dragon, she saw her own reflection and the figures of other people in the distance. They did not dare to approach it, even if the dragon was the most harmless.

  In fact, she is more like Morgana than Merlin.

  Most people think Morgana is a bad person after learning that Merlin is a good person and Morgana is his rival.

  Most women don’t want to be bad guys, so they don’t like Morgana, but no matter how much they like Merlin, they cannot become Merlin because Merlin is a man.

   In addition to being proficient in black magic, Morgana is also a very good healer and an Animagus who can turn into a bird.

   Rather than waiting for others to rescue her and help her untie her fetters, why not try to become a swan?

  It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t come back anyway.

  She had nothing to fear, so she stared at the dragon's eyes and slowly approached.

   "No!" Belle yelled.

  Georgiana ignored her, and the call almost distracted her from the dragon.

   "Do you want to fly?" Georgiana asked in fairy language.

  This is what Albus taught her. Both dragons and fairies have a hobby of collecting gold coins, and sometimes they argue over ownership issues.

  In most cases, the fairy is responsible for speaking, and the dragon is responsible for listening. They are also intelligent creatures, just like whales.

  It opened its mouth.

  Georgiana originally thought it was trying to breathe fire, or eating her, only to discover that there was a bad tooth in the dragon’s mouth.

   "You want me to pull it out for you?" Georgiana asked.

  The dragon snorted and sprayed out a blue flame.

  Georgiana thought about how to solve this problem.

  The duel between fire dragons requires dragon’s breath. Using fire magic may hurt this dragon, but without fire magic, she can’t use other magic unless she uses Animagus to untie the fetters.

  First, she tried to use flames to turn into a whip, using it to approach the fire dragon carefully, but she closed her mouth.

  This method obviously does not work.

   So she dissipated the flame whip, and began to think about the attempt that she had not dared to make for a long time-the transformation of Animagus.

  Animagus is often the same as the patron saint, just like Sirius’ patron saint is a dog, and his Animagus is also a dog.

  The difficult part is not to become an animal, but to become a human being.

  Do you really know who you are?

  Georgiana had a short gray-haired woman in her mind. She was actually not very pretty, so beautiful that men who saw her were dazzled by her.

  But she has blue eyes. Although not as charming and shiny as Albus, they are like a lake on a mountain, which Severus told her.

  Swans often choose that kind of lake to land and then float on the lake.

  The lake water is like a mirror, reflecting the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and of course it can also reflect the human face.

  She saw a reflection in the lake water. Many animals have no self-awareness and do not understand that the reflection in the water is themselves.

  But she is a human being, not a beast, even if Veeva is classified as a beast.

  She watched as her hands changed from wings to human fingers, and then she touched her mouth nervously. Fortunately, she did not become a swan’s mouth.

   Then she heard a "Wang" and a black dog smiled at her in the corner of the arena.

  So she smiled at it too.

  She looked down at her leg, the original fetters were loosened, so she took up her magic wand.

She walked in front of the dragon and used fairy language to make it open its mouth again. The dragon did so, and she used a curse on its bad tooth, like helping a little wizard to pull out a baby tooth that he refused to lose, and then pulled it out. Now, the dragon wailed in pain.

  "How about taking me to fly for a while?" Georgiana asked Long.

  Long looked at the iron chain on his body, crawling on the ground.

  Georgiana broke the chains with a blasting spell.

   Then she jumped on the dragon's back, and against the hot sunlight above her head, the dragon's green wings spread out, and it made a sharp roar.

  The dragon is accumulating strength. It takes a run up like a swan to fly. The huge flapping of its wings fills the arena with dust and makes the onlookers close their eyes involuntarily.

  Georgiana looked back at the stands, hoping to see a figure, but unfortunately she didn't see it.

   "Rising." She said to the dragon, holding his scaly neck tightly.

  The dragon flapped its wings and screamed. With a sense of weightlessness, they flew.

  The Welsh dragon hovered over the arena, casting a huge black shadow under the scorching sun, and the spectators in the stands fled in panic.

  Whether it's Georgian or the dragon, they can use flames against them, but they don't do that.

  She wanted it to take her back to England, but at this time many people riding broomsticks flew up in the forest around the arena, and she couldn't leave unless war started now.

  After weighing it up, she let the dragon land.

  Regardless of how Muggle wars and slavery are going to go on, wizards must unite, and the Quidditch World Cup is the best medium.

  Hefpuff wants to help Hefpuff, not to mention that Artemitia was the first witch to be the Minister of Magic, so she would be scared to cry when she was asked to deal with the pure-blooded wizards in France.

  (End of this chapter)