Chapter 344 A Rich Harvest

The melee in the sky continued into the next day, with no sign of subsidence.

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

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

They have a very high resistance to the innate ability of dragon flame.

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

The two fire dragons, which have thick health and high defense, and have lost their main attack capabilities, are basically fighting for endurance and fighting instincts in the end.

Like the Swedish Brachysaurus before, it was almost useless in this aspect and was one of the first 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 will look like you won't lose any blood. But if anyone wants to join in the fun, they will probably be torn into pieces in an instant.

Not to mention wizards, even thick-skinned trolls would have a hard time surviving two seconds.

By the time the sky started to get slightly brighter, Newt could no longer hold on any longer, and his body was swaying as he stood there.

Although when he was young, he carried a suitcase around the world all day long, and it was common for him to stay up for days and nights, but that was fifty or sixty years ago.

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

Just when Newt was about to drink the third bottle, Kyle grabbed the potion bottle from his hand with quick eyes and quick hands.

The sobering potion is easy to use, but it cannot be drank as water.

And this thing just forces people to become energetic. The more they drink, the more uncomfortable they will be after the effects of the medicine wear off.

"I don't know when this will end yet. How about you take a break first?" Kyle stuffed the potion bottle into his pocket. "Just leave the rest to me."

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

He really couldn't hold it any longer.

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

Newt gave Kyle another instruction before opening his box.

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

After Newt walked in, Kyle lifted the box and continued to observe the battle in mid-air.

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This is bound to be a very boring process.

When Newt woke up at noon the next day, Kyle went to rest...

From night to day, to night again...

It wasn't until the early morning of the third day that the melee gradually subsided.

It's not the end, but the fire dragons are all unable to fly and are dangling in the sky. They look like they have drunk fake wine. The originally large groups of dragon flames have also turned into small flames, and they can only have a temporary truce.

After the last Hungarian Horntails calmed down, Newt took Kyle back to the previous site.

Soon after, others came back one after another.

It's just that most of them looked very tired and went straight to bed without saying anything when they came back.

The Fire Dragon Sanctuary has prepared tents for everyone here in advance as temporary shelter, right next to the eating place.

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

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

Because he had taken turns to rest before, Kyle was not very sleepy at the moment. He walked to the table and sat down, preparing to count the gains of the past few days.

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Newt had said before that they were here to help, and the Fire Dragon Sanctuary would not interfere with the things they collected... This could be regarded as an unspoken understanding between the two parties.

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

The first was the teeth and scales of the fire dragon. There were two large packages, but the quality varied. Some were intact and some were seriously damaged. Kyle didn't have time to pick them carefully, so he just piled them in the corner.

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

It's all filled with dragon's blood, about a pint.

In Diagon Alley, a bottle of dragon's blood costs twelve galleons, and the portion is pitifully small.

What Kyle collected could fill almost thirty of those bottles.

Three days... Strictly speaking, it should be two days, three hundred and sixty galleons, one day is one hundred and eighty galleons.

Even if it was divided between two people, it would be ninety Galleons... plus other odds and ends, this day's harvest was more than Mr. Weasley's monthly salary.

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

At this time, Newt walked into the tent and saw the bottle on the table.

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

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

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

The blood of Peruvian Viperfang Dragon is green. He had paid special attention to it before. Moreover, the green blood has a particularly pungent smell. If it is mixed in, it will be easily discovered.

"Oh, by the way." Newt pointed in the direction outside the tent and smiled: "I just saw Locknir seemed to be buying these things. The price is also very fair. If you need them, you can go to him."

Locknir, the professor of Beauxbatons?

Kyle thought about it and didn't go.

He didn't lack Galleons for the time being, and he could use these things himself. Whether it was making alchemical items or potions, they were all good materials.

The most important thing was that it was 100% authentic, and there was no need to worry about other messy things mixed in.

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

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

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

If it is placed in a store, it is the difference between ordinary goods and fine goods.

For Newt, who had a box of magical creatures, dragon blood was a necessity.

However, he did not take the other things and left them all to Kyle.

Kyle spent more than half an hour picking out the ones that were seriously damaged, and in the evening, he packed them and sold them to Professor Lockneil of Beauxbatons.

A large package, weighing 30 Galleons by pound, although not much, but better than nothing.

In fact, he originally thought that Professor Lockneil would not accept these things, but he did not expect that the other party would accept all of them, as long as they were related to dragons.

"You may not know much about Hogwarts..."

Professor Lockneil handed Kyle 30 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 defective products in the future, he can sell them to him, still at the same price, weighed by pound, as many as he can get.

Kyle nodded and agreed.

He now had some doubts whether the materials used in the Hogwarts Potions class were also weighed by pound from somewhere by Snape.

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