Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 173: Fire Dragon and Sorting Hat and Sword
The situation on Harry's side is a bit worse than the lightheartedness on Maca's side.
First of all, one thing must be understood-most fire dragons like heights, and Harry's goal is the highest point of the entire field.
At least three fire dragons hovered around the mountain. Although Harry is getting better and better at controlling the flying broomstick, he is also at risk.
A fire dragon spitting flames continuously behind him, looking like he could not catch up with him; there were also two fire dragons hovering in the sky, spreading their wings, staring at him.
Why don't Harry draw "both misfortune and challenge"?
I saw him clamp the broomstick tightly with his legs, lowered his figure and flew at high speed, but the fastest speed was not mentioned. Because, under the chase of the fire dragon behind him, he must dodge every fire dragon breath in time. In this case, flexibility and speed are obviously equally important.
The wizard's robe was hunting in the wind, and his black hair was flying in the wind, revealing the iconic lightning scar on Harry's forehead.
The audience is eagerly paying attention to Harry's side. After all, among all the Warriors in the audience, Harry is the most exciting and at the same time the most tense.
Every time Harry rolls and changes direction, everyone can't help but exclaim. Several times, the corners of Harry's clothes were rubbed to the side by the flames, almost in a dangerous situation.
But Harry will always avoid dangerously at the most critical moment. He gritted his teeth, always paying attention to all the movements around him.
He is indeed a real Gryffindor. He is brave, fearless, and enjoys adventures. Once faced with danger, he will forget all the tension and anxiety and grow up in the experience.
"Really deserves to be the new generation of Lion King at Gryffindor College. The boats do not have oars..."
At this moment, most of the audience focused on Harry and the Fire Dragon. Only a few people caught a glimpse of it. Maca had already sneaked to a small forest under the central peak at some point. .
On the clearing in front of the woods, Hermione was hiding in the shadow of a giant rock, looking up at her good friend Harry, who was far away, with a worried look.
Although Maca still doesn't know why Hermione has been staring at Harry here, he already has a little understanding in the general direction.
He subconsciously glanced at the direction of the dragon and lion, and said in his heart: "Dumbledore's moves are fast this time, it seems that the plan is about to officially begin..."
Just as Macca thought about it, the audience suddenly burst into a mess of shouts, pulling him from his mind to reality.
He immediately controlled the Levitation Charm and came to the air, and of course his gaze was cast to the position of the dragon and lion.
It's gone!
The lawn is now empty, and only a piece of flattened grass is left to prove that a behemoth indeed had a sweet nap here just now.
Where did it go?
Maca flew up on the rocks, his eyes moved quickly, and soon he saw the dragon and lion covered with conspicuous red scales.
At the same time, a young girl's screams also reached Maca's ears.
It should be Furong's scream, of course, it can only be her-because the other girl is still in the direction behind Maca at the moment!
If it were other fire dragons, Maca would naturally not bother to take care of it. If the Veeva hybrid encounters a fatal danger, the rescue team will arrive immediately.
But if the dragon and lion suddenly get into trouble, the meaning is completely different.
At this time, Maca has squatted down on the rock, leaning forward, so as to speed up and maintain the balance of the body more stably.
It didn't take long before he saw Furong running desperately.
Behind her, the dragon and lion was spreading its wings, almost gliding against the ground, the lion-like head of the dragon was extremely ferocious, with smoke in the mouth, and a few sparks in the corner of the mouth.
The distance between it and Furong is rapidly shortening, and the latter will soon be driven.
Maca noticed that the eyes of this dragon and lion were already occupied by a weird black color, and two long black auras were drawn out when they passed through the air.
He was too familiar with this kind of black gas--Voldemort had indeed begun to do it!
"Get down!"
Maca yelled to Furong who was running, and then stopped paying attention to whether she did so. He drew out his wand and it was a series of red fire lights, predicting the direction of the dragon and lion’s flight. .
The string of fire accurately hit the dragon and lion's strong body. Although it interrupted its intention to breathe dragon's breath, it only made it roar and flew out for a short distance. When it fluttered its wings to maintain its balance, it roared and changed the target of its attack, and rushed towards Maca.
It's just an ordinary silent coma spell, and of course it won't cause any damage to a fire dragon. What's more, the fire dragon in front of him is obviously extraordinary.
But Maca's purpose is here. What he wants is to attract the other's attention!
When he saw the dragon and lion rush towards him, he immediately turned around and fled back. The destination was the mountain in the center of the field, where Harry and Hermione were.
Near, closer! But Maca was about to be overtaken by the dragon and lion behind him!
At this moment, another cloud of mist exploded on the tip of Maca's rod, and it continued to diffuse in the air. The dragon and lion who were chasing unscrupulously plunged into the gray mist, the huge dragon wings stirred the gray mist, and quickly rushed straight out from the other end.
But Maca is gone.
If the dragon-lion-like uttered a furious dragon roar, he naturally fixed his gaze on Harry in mid-air.
"Roar--"
It seemed that its power became so great that it smashed away the Hungarian hornet that had been trailing behind Harry in one fell swoop, and then slapped the dragon's wings, speeding up to chase Harry.
Now, most of the audience have seen the abnormality of this dragon and lion. They looked at Harry in the sky anxiously, and even forgot to blink their eyes.
But right in the middle of the high wall that serves as the auditorium, Dumbledore just calmly watched what was happening in front of him. He even ignored Professor McGonagall’s constant persuasion from the sidelines, exuding in his eyes With the light of wisdom.
Vaguely, a seemingly non-existent expectation quietly emerged on Dumbledore's wrinkled face. And his gaze stayed on Hermione at the foot of the mountain.
It was the moment Dumbledore looked at Hermione. Harry, who was trying to avoid the dragon and lion chase, suddenly slammed the broomstick to the lower left and turned down at a very fast speed. Hermione swooped away from where she was.
"The Sorting Hat is here!"
Hermione rushed out of the shadow behind the rock, and with a wave of her wand, the well-prepared flying curse was pronounced accurately.
It takes time to fly to curse and summon items, but from Hogwarts Castle to here, it takes only a few seconds at most. Just as Harry swooped down quickly, a strange cry flew all the way to Hermione's hands from far and near.
"Damn it! It must have been more than two hundred years! I must have not flew like this in more than two hundred years! It's all due to the fools who call themselves'Ye Huan', it's okay to invent a flying curse! One time is not enough! This is the second time! Let the hat live? Damn, who is this fool again..."
Along with a series of anger, a patched and dirty old wizard's hat drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed precisely in Hermione's hands.
"...What's the matter? It's you!" The folds on the top of the sorting hat were snapped together, and screamed, "I think about it...Hermione Granger, yes...oh , What are you doing?"
Hermione reached into her hat before it was finished.
"Hey! I said, what are you looking for?" The Sorting Hat screamed, "Don't go inside, itchy!"
"Gryffindor Sword!" Hermione raised her head and called Harry anxiously as she rushed to her.
"Say early!"
As soon as the sorting hat spoke, Hermione felt a hard touch in her palm~IndoMTL.com~ She hurriedly held it, and then yanked it out.
Suddenly, under the sun's rays, a cold light flashed in front of everyone's eyes. The exquisite sword body was as clean as new, like a mirror-like light to see people; a crimson gem shining at the end of the hilt The moving brilliance sets off the fine carvings at the handshake place to be extremely luxurious.
But Hermione didn't even look at it. She threw the sorting hat aside and threw it up with all her strength while holding the sword in both hands.
"Harry, catch it!"
The sword spins in the air, and the cold sword light flickers with the rotation of the sword body, which makes people want to take a few more glances.
At the same time, Harry raised his broomstick sharply--he had to stop himself before catching the Gryffindor sword, otherwise the consequence of rushing straight to the ground would undoubtedly be a lump of fresh meat. .
The dive stop is an action that every Quidditch seeker will practice, but no one has ever tried a full-speed dive at such a high altitude, and of course Harry has never tried it.
But he understands that if he wants to avoid injury, he must leave enough braking distance.
"Just a little bit!"
Harry, who had just stopped diving at a low altitude, stretched his right hand straight forward. His height above the ground is low enough, but the horizontal distance is just a few inches short!
Seeing that the hilt of the Gryffindor sword was touched between his fingers, but this meant that he could no longer grasp the sword. On top of Harry’s head, the distance between the dragon and lion, who had lost his sanity, was not enough for him to try again...
Just when Harry was so anxious that he almost yelled out, somehow, the hilt of the sword moved into his hand out of thin air--he held it!
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