Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 344
The scuffle in the sky continued into the next day and showed no sign of subsiding.

Under normal circumstances, when fire dragons face other magical animals, they basically end the battle by spitting out dragon flames. This is also their main attack method.

But this ability is not so useful when facing other fire dragons.

They have a very high resistance to Longyan's natural ability.

Unless the gap is really too big, a spray of dragon flames can only leave a small mark on the opponent's body.

The two fire dragons with thick blood and high defense, and lost their main attack ability, basically struggled for endurance and fighting instinct in the end.

Like the Swedish short-nosed dragon before, it was almost meaningless in this respect, and it belonged to the first group of losers to be eliminated.

Of course, don't look at those fire dragons in the sky, if you scratch me and I bite you, it looks like you won't lose blood, but if anyone wants to go inside to join in the fun, they will probably be torn to pieces in an instant.

Not to mention wizards, even giant monsters with rough skin and thick flesh can hardly survive two seconds.

When the sky became slightly brighter, Newt couldn't hold on any longer, and his body was shaking non-stop when standing there.

Don't look at him running around the world with a suitcase all day long when he was young, and sometimes staying up for several days and nights was commonplace, but that was five or sixty years ago.

For an old man who is close to a hundred years old, staying up late is really too embarrassing for him. Newt drank two bottles of sobriety potions in a row to barely survive until now.

Just when Newt was about to drink the third bottle, Kyle snatched the potion bottle from his hand with quick eyesight.

Awakening medicine is easy to use, but it can't be drunk as water.

And this thing is just to force people to become energetic, the more you drink, the more uncomfortable it will be after the effect of the medicine wears off.

"I don't know when this will end. Why don't you rest for a while?" Kyle stuffed the potion bottle into his pocket, "Leave the rest to me."

"Okay..." Newt looked up at the situation in the sky, and after hesitating for a moment, he accepted Kyle's suggestion.

He really couldn't hold it anymore.

"Although our place is relatively safe, you have to be careful, and stay away from here as soon as you encounter danger... I remember you have a ring that can disapparate."

Newt asked Kyle again, and then opened his box.

There is a small bed in there, just for a temporary rest.

After Newt walked in, Kyle lifted the box and continued to observe the battle in midair.

……

This is bound to be a very boring process.

At noon the next day, Newt woke up, and then Kyle went to rest...

From night to day to night...

It was not until the early morning of the third day that the scuffle gradually subsided.

It's not the end, but all the fire dragons can't fly anymore, dangling in the sky, looking like drinking fake wine, the dragon flames that were originally big groups have also turned into small flames, so they can only temporarily truce.

After the last Hungarian Horntail also quieted down, Newt took Kyle back to the previous venue.

Not long after, others came back one after another.

It's just that most of the people looked so tired that they went to sleep without saying a word when they came back.

The Huolong Reserve has prepared tents for everyone here in advance as temporary accommodation, right next to the eating place.

Kyle curiously walked into the tent with the name "Newt Scamander".

Inside is a relatively spacious three-bedroom apartment, as well as a bathroom and a kitchen. Although the furniture in the room looks a bit old, it is cleaned very cleanly, and there is no musty smell.

Because he took turns to rest before, Kyle didn't feel sleepy at the moment. He walked to the table and sat down, ready to count the gains of the past few days.

Newt said before that they came here to help, and the Fire Dragon Sanctuary would not interfere with the things they collected... This can be regarded as a tacit understanding between the two parties.

He opened the deformed lizard skin bag, took out the contents one by one and put them on the table.

First of all, there are two big bags of dragon teeth and scales, but the quality is uneven, some are intact, and some are seriously damaged. Kyle didn't have time to pick them carefully, but just piled them in the corner randomly.

Then he took out a large crimson bottle and placed it heavily on the table.

It's full of dragon's blood, about a pint or so.

In Diagon Alley, the price of a bottle of dragon's blood was twelve Galleons, which was pitifully small.

What Kyle collected was enough to fill almost thirty of those bottles.

Three days... Strictly speaking, it should be two days, 360 Galleons, and one day is 180 Galleons.

Even if it's divided between two people, it's still ninety Galleons... Adding in other odds and ends, this day's harvest is more than Mr. Weasley's monthly salary.

"Oh... is this all dragon blood?"

At this time, Newt, who walked into the tent, saw the bottle on the table at a glance.

"That's right." Kyle nodded, then frowned and said, "But there are at least three kinds of dragon blood here, will it have any effect?"

"As long as there's no Vipertooth in it, it's fine," Newt said. "They have toxins in their blood, too."

"That's good." Kyle breathed a sigh of relief.

The blood of the Peruvian Venomtooth was green, and he had paid special attention to it before, and the green blood had a particularly pungent smell, so it would be easy to detect if it was mixed in.

"Oh, that's right." Newt pointed to the direction outside the tent, and said with a smile: "I just saw that Rocknell seems to be buying these things, and the price is very fair. You can go to him if you need it."

Rocknell, that Beauxbatons professor?

Kyle thought about it, but didn't go.

He has no shortage of Garen for the time being, and he can use these things himself. Whether it is making alchemy items or potions, they are all good materials.

The most important thing is 100% fidelity, don't worry about other messy things mixed in it.

Kyle took out another bottle, divided half of the dragon's blood and handed it to Newt.

Newt didn't refuse either, and accepted it with a smile.

After dilution, the dragon's blood can be used to make tonics for other magical animals. As long as a little bit is added, the quality of the tonics can immediately rise to a higher level.

If it is placed in a store, it is the difference between ordinary goods and high-quality goods.

For Newt, who has a box of magical animals, dragon blood is just what he needs.

But he didn't want anything else, and left everything to Kyle.

It took Kyle more than half an hour to pick out all the badly damaged ones, and at night, they packed them up and sold them to Professor Locknell of Beauxbatons.

A large bag weighs thirty Galleons by the catty. Although it's not much, it's better than nothing.

In fact, he originally thought that Professor Locknell would not accept these things, but he didn't expect that the other party would not refuse anyone, as long as it was related to dragons, he would ask for everything.

"You're at Hogwarts, maybe you don't know..."

Professor Locknell handed Kyle thirty Galleons, and said with a smile: "Beauxbatons has alchemy courses, for those beginners, there is no need to use too good materials, these are enough. "

He also told Kyle that if there are any defective products in the future, he can also sell them to him, at the same price, regardless of the weight, as much as he wants.

Kyle nodded, agreeing.

He was a little doubtful now, whether the materials used in Hogwarts Potions class were also obtained by Snape from somewhere.

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(End of this chapter)