Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

The silver-blue fire dragon that was sleeping soundly seemed to have heard the description of itself. It snorted and spewed out a blue fireball, which exploded on the special guardrail, sparks flying everywhere, and the scorching temperature could be felt from a long distance away.

"You must be familiar with the biggest one here, a Ukrainian with an iron belly. She is really very beautiful. She has just reached adulthood. I estimate that in two years she will weigh another ten tons. By then, I will really have trouble dealing with her."

As he laughed, a giant dragon that was sixty feet long appeared in the direction of Charlie's fingertips. Its silver-white skin was matched with thick scales, and its body was much more sturdy than other fire dragons, all of which showed its power.

Harry felt like he was standing in front of a hill. Except for the Peruvian Venomous Dragon at the beginning, every fire dragon could kill him like crushing a mouse.

Cedric was in a much better position, for a simple reason: he and his companions had dealt with this Swedish short-nosed dragon, which had the highest flame temperature, in the Room of Requirement. It was a very difficult creature, and it was difficult to subdue it even with more than a dozen people working together.

Halfway through his speech, Charlie paused, took Lin En around in a small circle, walked to the other side and continued:

"This is a Romanian longhorned dragon. Its horn is the most valuable medicinal material, but it is also the most powerful weapon. The magic attached to it is very powerful. No magical protection can withstand its thorns. Be careful when facing it."

The slender black and green fire dragon curled up into a ball. Compared with other dragons of its kind, it was not very conspicuous. Only the huge golden dragon horn on its head was eye-catching.

"And our good friend Australian Egg White Eyes. He is considered to be the most good-tempered fire dragon. It's a pity that the dragon that came this time is a female dragon. They are much more difficult to deal with than male dragons. I don't want to face that kind of red flame. I have enough scars."

The beautiful rainbow-colored fire dragon seemed to be showing signs of waking up. Two of its favorite sheep were placed around it. Along with the sound of its even breathing, red flames could be vaguely seen.

Harry was a little dazed and turned his head by chance, and saw three dark shadows, one big and two small.

It seemed to be Madame Maxime, Professor Fox and Delacour? He was thinking about it and was about to find out when he heard Charlie's voice become louder and turned around quickly.

"This one looks like the most ferocious one is the Hungarian Horntail. I'm sure whoever draws it will be unlucky. This guy's tail is too powerful. The front and back are equally dangerous. There are no flaws. Although it is not as strong as the Iron Belly, it is probably the most difficult one to deal with among these little guys."

Hungarian Horntail...

The name appeared in Cedric and Harry's minds at the same time and was firmly remembered by them.

A huge black body and a long tail covered with bronze spikes.

"How do you think they will set up the events of this competition? A fight with a fire dragon?" Lin En asked.

"Then Bagman should resign and report to Azkaban next Wednesday." Charlie said half-jokingly, "We have prepared a lot of weakness potions and sedatives in advance, and they have just given birth and are very weak, but I don't know what the organizers are thinking."

"Perhaps we need to limit their movements and attack capabilities. On this basis, the best students may be able to fight them." Lin En said calmly, looking at the black shadow in the distance, "What's over there?"

"We didn't get approval to go there either, probably because of the venue." Charlie looked playful, "But I found out on Monday night that we were going to transport the dragon eggs over there - aren't you in charge of the entire security of the event? You're coming too, right?"

"Maybe it's because Regulus and Ines came over. I still have a lot of things to do." Lynn shook his head. "A lot of people don't want me to be deeply involved in these projects."

As he spoke, he gestured behind him and Cedric immediately grabbed Harry.

It's time to go back.

It's time to figure out how to deal with this big guy.

This is an absolute dilemma.

Chapter 488 Countermeasures

On the way back together, Cedric and Harry both remembered Lynn's words and were careful not to say a word.

They saw Karkaroff acting stealthy, and Regulus and Inès who came in with their students - but Principals Fontana and Pollach did not come in person.

This made them believe what Lin En said earlier.

This is the convention of the competition.

But having said that, even if they overcame their fear, it would be extremely difficult for them, especially Harry, to deal with this huge monster that required at least six or seven adult wizards to subdue.

Except for the Peruvian Venomfang Dragon, each fire dragon is at least fifty feet long, and most of its body is covered with hard scales and extremely tough dragon skin. Even without considering the ability to breathe fire, it is a killing machine.

The smaller Peruvian Vipertooth was probably the most dangerous and difficult to deal with, because it must have been a very fast flyer and its reactions might have been more sensitive than those of the larger ones over fifty feet tall.

As players, they have to compete in front of hundreds or thousands of people - no matter what the mechanism of the competition is, it doesn't sound easy.

The two men, each with their own thoughts, quickly returned to the castle and went straight to find their friends.

At times like this, we must pool our wisdom.

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On the other side, after seeing off the two students, Lin En did not rush back, but walked and chatted with Charlie in a secluded place outside the venue.

"Fei asked me to confirm whether the material preparation is going smoothly. Dragon blood, dragon skin and dragon horn are the most scarce materials right now, and Alex also needs dragon liver. It would be best if it can be processed before the end of the year. Is there any difficulty?"

Lynn looked around absentmindedly, and the sound went directly into Charlie's mind.

Charlie remained calm and focused as he replied, "No problem. It can all be completed by the end of the year. The main problem is the Dragon Horn. I will send the other materials to Budapest in mid-December. Victor has already explained everything to me."

"Well, the fairies will solve most of the problems, and the rest are materials that Nico and I will use." Lin En nodded, "You must be vigilant and avoid acting alone, but you can find opportunities to experiment with puppets and new runes. Under appropriate conditions, we also need to flex our muscles and create some illusions."

"We are relatively safe here. The one in more danger is Bill. I heard him mention Gringotts. The water there is getting deeper and deeper, right?" Charlie asked.

"It will be settled by next spring at the latest." Lin En did not intend to hide it. "There are strong supporters over there, so nothing will go wrong. I will also personally implement it in the end."

Charlie laughed. "Then I'm relieved. We'll have to trouble you to take care of Fred, George, Ron and Ginny. Mom always mentions this in her letters, especially about their grades. Only Percy makes her feel more at ease."

"Percy may be the most dangerous one in your family, including Arthur. He is Amelia's only personal assistant and a thorn in the eyes of many people. However, this is also a little experience I give him. In a few years, he should be able to take charge of his own affairs. I will talk to Amelia then."

Lynn's face was as gloomy as water, and his gaze penetrated the night and fixed on Karkaroff, who thought he was hiding himself, but was still approaching the venue and looking around frequently.

He pretended not to see it and passed by Charlie.

"Now everyone knows that your family is either Dumbledore's or mine, so you must be careful wherever you go."

Walking into the woods that were definitely deserted, Lin En said softly, "I'll arrange for someone to protect Percy. You all need to do your job and keep this semi-open state. This is the most beneficial mode for us. You can play a greater role overseas than they can."

"Do you want those people to think that you have secretly joined the Order of the Phoenix?" Charlie asked in a low voice.

"I want them to never be sure." Lin En pointed out meaningfully, "The best way is to let opponents who think they are smart maintain long-term suspicion. This way, the light will become the dark, and the dark will reveal flaws and become the light."

Charlie nodded thoughtfully: “True or false, I understand, don’t worry.”

Although he looked rough on the outside but was delicate on the inside, he understood what Lin En meant.

The two chatted about family matters as if nothing had happened, returned to the venue naturally, and then went their separate ways.

Soon, the roar of the fire dragon awakening from its slumber echoed throughout the forbidden forest.

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Venice, Italy.

Deep inside the church that exuded a strange atmosphere, Knox, without his disguise, was sitting around a round table with his peers who looked very different from him.

The magnificent main seat was empty.

After Voldemort obtained the magic to repair his soul, he hurried away with Barty, while the others stayed here.

Sound waves that are imperceptible to ordinary people spread and echoed in the air. This is not human language, but a special way of pronunciation mediated by magic - perhaps it is also the true "mother tongue" of these monsters.

It's even possible that it's not sound waves, but more exotic signals.

A dozen tall, mysterious men in black robes were waiting outside respectfully. Their age could not be determined, but one could sense the heavy aura of old age and even death from them.

After a long time, the monsters that seemed to be stagnant on the surface seemed to have ended their communication. They turned into black shadows and disappeared, leaving only Knox, who looked the most like a human.

He slowly stood up and walked to the opposite side of the wizards standing in a row in red robes. One by one, he took off his hoods, revealing their faces, some old and some young, hidden in the darkness.

Mostly wizards, but also goblins and vampires, and a werewolf as big as a bull - his hair was even more ancestral than Greyback's, and he had a much heavier air of death than the others.

"The Round Table has made a decision. From now on, you will have to find ways to monitor Riddle and his subordinate, as well as everything that happens in Hogwarts. Divide the work among yourselves."

In front of these loyal subordinates, he lost his courtesy and politeness as he did with Voldemort, and treated them nonchalantly, as if he was ordering his own servants around.

With a flick of his hand, a dozen black pills fell into everyone's palm, and they swallowed them without hesitation.

The heavy atmosphere of dusk eased a little, but the shadow of death hung over them even more thickly.

The neat movements seemed to have been rehearsed countless times, just like a sophisticated machine.

"Yes, the great Lord of Death and Destruction."

The old witch standing in the middle leaned over with a frenzy comparable to Bella's, followed by everyone around her.

After they all left, Knox still did not leave in a hurry, but sat back in his seat, staring at the magnificent throne that was completely different from other seats.

"Voldemort, Dumbledore, Grindelwald... and that Eric." He muttered to himself in perfect Italian, "We must hurry up. We can't let him take that step. Otherwise, it will be too dangerous."

The dim candlelight went out silently, and the murals, statues, round tables... everything fell into darkness. Only a pair of scarlet eyes flashed a conspiratorial light in the drowsiness.

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Hogwarts, Gryffindor common room.

Most of the young wizards had returned to their dormitories to rest or play, but Harry and the other two were buried in piles of books, unable to extricate themselves.

"A dragon... it's unimaginable..." Hermione said indignantly as she searched around like looking for a needle in a haystack, "How can they let students do -" She realized the problem with the volume and quickly lowered her voice, "Do such a dangerous thing?!"

"There's no point in complaining." Ron seemed calmer than her and Harry. "We have to find a way to at least get Harry off the field alive - we have to make sure he can deal with those big idiots."

He pushed aside all the books on the table that had been collected because they were related to dragons, and finally saw the faces of his two good friends, which were equally pale.

"We need to think carefully about what Diggory would do?" He said seriously, "I believe they have a chance to complete this project, and we need to try to repeat their approach. If that doesn't work, we need to find another way."

"What would Cedric do?" Hermione muttered to herself quickly. "Purple Rune? Transfiguration? Or any of the other ancient magic the professor taught?" She went over the spells that Cedric was good at and had trained in.

As he listened, Harry's face became even uglier.

Ron looked at them strangely, and after a while he said slowly, "I don't understand, why don't you wait until tomorrow to ask Dumbledore?"

Chapter 489: Eccentric Classroom

As the saying goes, those who are involved in the matter are often confused, while those who are not involved in the matter can see things more clearly. This time, Ron's suggestion is more reliable than those of the two people with sad faces.

Looking at the books on the table that were definitely of little use, Harry and Hermione agreed without much hesitation.

"Indeed, since the professor hinted that we were commissioned by Professor Dumbledore, it is understandable that we go to him and Professor Shacklebolt." Hermione's eyes were filled with joy. "It just so happens that I have nothing to do tomorrow, so I will go with you."

"Don't you have to help Professor Eric?" Harry asked. "I remember you used to go there every weekend."

"He doesn't go there every day," said Hermione. "He's finished the lesson plan for next week and the homework for this week. He hasn't done any new research recently - he's very busy and doesn't seem to have much energy to do research. Did I tell you that he practices magic in the Room of Requirement at night?"

"No." Ron said without hesitation, "But I know it's true. Percy asked me to work hard in his last letter."

"You really should try harder, Ron." Hermione put on a serious and lecturing attitude, "Your Transfiguration and Charms are already very problematic -"

"Stop, stop, stop! I get it!" Ron's face suddenly turned green like an unripe bitter melon. "Don't teach me at this time. Go back to sleep. We'll go find Dumbledore tomorrow morning."

His weak resistance made Hermione very dissatisfied. The little witch with raised eyebrows was about to turn into a small McGonagall, and Ron was so scared that he was sweating profusely.

Harry sat aside, holding a popular science book about dragon breeding in his hand, and laughed for the first time tonight.

He suddenly felt less nervous.

Sleepiness also came over me.

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The minds of young people are always unpredictable, just like the unpredictable weather in the Scottish Highlands.

After waking up, Harry, who had enough rest, became a little hesitant.

"After all, the professor didn't explicitly say that it was Dumbledore who let us know the information in advance. If we go there this way, will it be possible...?"

In the restaurant, holding a piece of bread covered with condensed milk, he said anxiously.

"If that were the case, the professor wouldn't have told you." Hermione ate her cereal in small bites, her eyes still fixed on the book. "He never does anything unnecessary, and every word he says has a purpose."

"Haaaa...you still don't understand Uncle Eric." Ron yawned and stretched hard. He was exhausted yesterday. "He knows everything and can do everything. What are your worries about? How can they be a big deal to him?"

Having once reported to Lin En, he already had a deep understanding of his brothers' well-founded statements.

"...Okay." After hearing what they all said, Harry felt that he was overthinking. "I saw Charlie there yesterday. He was the one who sent the dragon here."

"Charlie?" Ron's eyes lit up. "Hey! Then I have to find time to meet him. He must have saved up a lot of good stuff when he was raising dragons in Romania."

He rubbed his hands excitedly, while Hermione beside him suddenly frowned.

Harry keenly noticed the abnormality of his friend.

"What's wrong, Hermione?"

"No, nothing... the professor just used a badge to inform us that there will be a temporary club activity in the morning."

Hermione deliberately said in a nonchalant tone, "It's nothing, I'm just taking a leave."

"Eh? That's not necessary..."