Chapter 469 What Kind of Fire Dragon Is This? I Don’t Know.

Mr. Weasley did not join the Dark Mark, but returned to the original tent with others.

Because it was at the edge of the camp, it was lucky to avoid the rioting crowd, and the tent was intact.

Percy nervously popped his head out of the tent, and he relaxed a lot when he saw that the person coming was Mr. Weasley.

He covered his arm with a bed sheet, and blood was constantly oozing out of it. It looked like he was seriously injured.

"Where did you go just now..." Mr. Weasley walked over quickly and asked nervously, "How is it, is it serious?"

"It's okay." Although Percy was grinning in pain, his expression was extremely excited, "I was injured in front of Mr. Crouch, he must have seen... my heroic performance against the dark wizards."

"Yes, yes..." Charlie glanced at him, "Maybe he will promote you to be the deputy director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation tomorrow, the brave Mr. Percy Weatherby."

He was a little angry, and his tone was inevitably a little aggressive.

They were besieged by Malfoy and his men before, and they almost died there... Fortunately, Kyle showed up in time, otherwise, no one knows what would happen to them now.

But what is certain is that even if they are lucky enough to survive, they will definitely be tortured by the Cruciatus Curse.

Even Kyle knew that he was worried about Mr. Weasley's safety and ran over to help, but what about Percy... He actually ran to Crouch to show how brave he was. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎

If it weren't for the others, he really wanted to beat Percy up.

Beside him, Bill's face was also not very good.

But Percy didn't know this and was still complacent.

"You are joking again, this is impossible." Percy didn't care that Charlie deliberately said his name wrong, or that Fred and had been calling him like this these days, and he had long been used to it. "I just hope Mr. Crouch can give me some more meaningful work later... The current work is a bit too easy for me."

"Hehe..." Charlie sneered and didn't answer.

In order to calm himself down and avoid beating Percy, he simply drank a sip of water and prepared to go out with Mr. Weasley to find Harry, Ron and others.

However, just when they walked to the door, a group of people just walked in from outside.

Cedric was in the front, followed by Qiu, Connor, Harry... Fred and George were at the end.

Not one less, all came back.

However, their faces were not very good, pale, and they looked overly frightened.

"Great, you are all fine." Mr. Weasley said happily, "I think you must be scared, but you are fine now. Come in and drink some water, we will go home in a while."

No one spoke, but they all looked at Kyle who had just entered the tent.

They were indeed scared, but it had nothing to do with the riot, but because of Kyle's box.

At first, when they found that there was a small room in the box, everyone was very surprised, and even their nervousness was diluted a lot.

Until Ron opened the door driven by curiosity... Then they saw a fire dragon that was almost dozens of feet tall.

The fire dragon was lying at the door. At the moment of opening the door, they could even clearly feel the burning breath from the fire dragon's nose.

As soon as the door was opened, they had a face-to-face and intimate contact with the fire dragon... Who knows this feeling?

Anyway, Ron, who was closest to the fire dragon, was scared and fainted on the spot.

In this way, several people stared at the fire dragon... I don’t know how long it took, maybe a minute, or maybe half an hour, before Connor bravely walked over and closed the door.

But despite this, they were still scared and dared not move. They stood there trembling, not daring to breathe, for fear of alarming the big guy outside.

Even Fred and George, who were angry and clamoring to go out, shut up and quieted down instantly.

Several people just waited like this until Kyle called them out just now.

"Tell me that's not real, right?" Cedric asked while Mr. Weasley was pouring water.

"What?" Kyle didn't quite understand what he meant.

"That dragon!" Ron said leisurely beside him, his face red, as if he had been hit.

"Oh, you mean Norbert." Kyle suddenly realized, "Yes, that's fake, there's no dragon in the box, you all saw it wrong!"

In an instant, everyone's face became even uglier.

This was so fake... Don't think they didn't hear it, Kyle even called out the dragon's name just now.

And even if one person saw it wrong, could it be that they all saw it wrong... This is obviously impossible.

And that name, Norbert...

In the crowd, Hermione lowered her head and thought, she always felt like she had heard this name somewhere before.

Oh, right...

She suddenly remembered that the Norwegian Ridgeback dragon that Hagrid hatched in the first grade seemed to be called this name.

And Kyle was there at the time, and the dragon disappeared inexplicably later. No one knew where it went, and Hagrid wouldn't tell her when asked.

Could it be...

Hermione glanced at the box again, and now she finally knew what the solution Hagrid was talking about.

"Believe me, you are really wrong."

On the other side, Kyle was still swearing: "Can I not know about my own box? If you don't believe it, I can take you there again. There is really nothing in it."

"What are you talking about..." At this time, Mr. Weasley came over with water and some bread sausages?

"Dad, Kyle's..." Ron was about to say something, but he suddenly found Kyle looking at him with a very strange look.

For a moment, Ron's heart tightened, and then he seemed to have an enlightenment, and his head became extremely clear.

"Nothing dad." Out of instinct, he immediately changed his words and said, "We were just frightened. Those guys were so scary. They even pretended to be people from the Ministry of Magic and wanted to kill Harry..."

"What did you say?!" Mr. Weasley was frightened. He stepped forward to grab Harry and looked at him carefully. He didn't let go until he was sure that he was really fine.

Mr. Weasley patted his chest and asked with lingering fear: "Tell me what happened before."

"That's right, Mr. Weasley..." Before Ron could say anything, Cedric stepped forward and told what happened.

Probably because Kyle had specifically chosen to release them outside the tent just now. He didn't mention the box, he just said that a few people were hiding in a safe enough place.

While they were talking, Kangna stood nearby, staring at Kyle with burning eyes.

Kyle was a little confused by her stare, and shrugged: "Okay, if you are interested, would you like to come and take a look at my box? I can be a tour guide.

"But it may be too late now. How about after school starts."

"Okay." Connor said with a smile.

As soon as she finished speaking, the tent was pushed open again...it was Kreacher, the house elf who had come with Connor, and he ran in sobbing and dripping with tears.

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