Chapter 463 Flame, Almost the Same

The dark blue sky enveloped the earth, and the Forbidden Forest was not quiet at night. There were occasional faint vibrations from deep in the forest, and small animals perched on the branches huddled in tree holes, shivering uneasily.

The sky was dark, and only the small wooden house on the edge of the Forbidden Forest revealed a weak goose-yellow candlelight through the window.

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a sudden knock on the door, followed by a heart-wrenching creak of the door. There were some more voices on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and the atmosphere finally became lively.

Hagrid stuck his head out. His beard was combed like a razor and his hair had traces of being scratched. He looked very distressed. He looked around nervously and opened the door completely: "Come in, children, don't be seen by the patrollers."

Loren, Hermione, Harry and Ron filed in and sat down by the fire.

Yaya curled up next to the sofa, squinting his eyes, noticing the familiar smell approaching, his tail wagged weakly, looking very sleepy. Loren gently stroked the hair on its back, letting Fang gradually relax.

Harry felt a little anxious unconsciously: "Hagrid, what exactly is in the Forbidden Forest? It's made so tight by some big guys, right? What on earth is it?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, Harry." Hagrid closed the door gently, turned around and sat across from a few people, his eyebrows drooped, his expression was sad and full of tangles, "Oh, you guys really gave me a problem. I promised them to keep it secret, in the name of Professor Care of Magical Creatures at Hogwarts."

Ms. Maxim begged him for a long time, but he didn't agree... Hagrid let out a long sigh.

"Don't be stupid, Hagrid." Loren looked at him with stern eyes, "You were there on the night of the warrior selection. You know that Harry's name should not appear in the Goblet of Fire. You know what those people are planning!"

Hagrid's face slowly tensed up, and his fists clenched unconsciously: "It must be Karkaroff, the damn Death Eater. He should not have been allowed to escape trial back then!"

Harry and Ron's eyes widened, and Hermione was also a little surprised. Karkaroff was really a Death Eater. They thought it was Moody who said bad things about Karkaroff.

"I couldn't tell you originally, but Loren is right. Someone wants to deal with you and kill you. We can't just sit back and wait for death."

Harry held his breath: "Tell me what it is."

"You guys will follow me later and see for yourself. Have you brought the invisibility cloak?" Hagrid relaxed a little when he saw Harry take out the silver tulle. "Hurry up and put it on, let's go!"

Harry and Ron skillfully slipped into the invisibility cloak and disappeared. Loren and Hermione looked at each other, stretched out their wands and touched each other's body. The ripples of the Disillusionment Curse rippled like water, and their figures disappeared quietly.

Hagrid's eyes twitched, feeling that their movements were too skillful.

Yaya hesitated twice, struggled to open his eyes and stood up, trying to follow them.

"Don't go away, Yaya, please take good care of your house."

"Woof..."

"Don't worry, we'll be back soon."

"Woof..."

After walking out of the hut, Hagrid glanced in the direction of the paddock with some trepidation, where Beauxbatons' luxury carriage and several rune horses were parked. He looked back and strode into the darkness.

If someone saw this scene, they would be terrified. There was obviously only one tall man walking in the woods, but the rustling footsteps seemed to be that of a group of people.

The group of people walked a long way along the path of the Forbidden Forest, until the castle and the lake were no longer visible. Some strange noises became clearer and clearer, getting closer and closer to them. It seemed like a group of men were shouting loudly, followed by a deafening high-pitched roar.

Under the invisibility cloak, Harry's face gradually turned pale.

After walking around a bush, Hagrid stopped. The leaves next to him were stirred by an invisible figure, and he could vaguely hear a few quick breaths.

A vast open space opened up not far ahead, with enchanted thick wooden boards forming a circle of tall paddocks. Six huge fire dragons were crawling on the ground. As they breathed, orange, red, and blue colors appeared. Flames spit out from the ferocious mouth, like blooming flowers, the strong muscles squirm like a python, and the shield-like scales undulate and leap.

Loren stared at the six dazzling magic lights, his right hand was slightly sore, probably because Hermione subconsciously squeezed his hand.

A group of wizards wearing fire-resistant coarse cloth were tying black iron chains to the fire dragon's legs and neck. It almost took two wizards to hug the chain to hold on, but from the way the fire dragon turned its head and moved its legs, it seemed that they had almost no control over them. No impact.

"Hagrid, are you here?"

A wizard with a broad face, brown skin, and freckles walked towards them and said, "I may need your help. These chains are too heavy for us to lift."

It was Charlie, no wonder he said they would see each other again soon.

Loren and others slowed down their breathing.

"Do they have to be locked up?" Hagrid frowned and looked at the fire dragons on the field. "These big guys look very unhappy. If you offend them, you will be in trouble."

"No one feels more sorry for the fire dragon than us breeders." Charlie sighed, "But you know, there is a school castle next to it. We must remain cautious, for the safety of the students and the safety of these guys."

"What a beautiful big guy..."

Hagrid looked straight at the fire dragons in the field. When he regained consciousness, he unconsciously glanced at the open space next to him. He hesitated and said in a stiff tone: "Can you introduce these fire dragons to me?"

Charlie gave him a strange look.

Would Hagrid recognize these fire dragons?

He had known since his school days that the gamekeeper's dream was to raise a fire dragon, not to mention that he actually had a Norwegian Ridgeback a few years ago.

"Okay, Hagrid." Charlie didn't think much, just thought he wanted to know more details: "Look, the one closest to us is the Swedish Brachysaurus. Even though it looks cute, its flames are... Ranked among all the dragons..."

The little wizards hiding in the dark looked at the short-nosed dragon. It was only medium-sized among the six fire dragons. Its scales were beautiful silver-blue, and it didn't look vicious.

Several keepers were stepping on the ladder, dragging the chains against its neck. The next moment, dazzling blue flames suddenly burst out from the nostrils of the Swedish Brachyrhinosaurus. Upon seeing this, the keepers immediately gave up and jumped down.

Blue flames fell on the chains and ladders, turning the wood into ashes in an instant, and the chains melted into red molten iron.

Under the invisibility cloak, Harry looked pale.

"..."

Charlie looked to the left suspiciously. He seemed to hear a gasp of air. He shook his head and continued to introduce: "The one next to it is a Hungarian tree peak. Those who spread it will not get good results..."

The Hungarian treetopsaurus was covered in black scales and had a lizard-like appearance with yellow eyes and bronze horns.

Loren and others quickly understood why it was called Tree Peak. Its tail, which was almost longer than its entire body, swung like a whip. Rows of gleaming bronze spikes smashed the iron locks and nearby mounds into pieces. , the breeders used all kinds of magic spells to greet it, but not even a scratch was left on the black scales.

There was also the Chinese Fireball Dragon, also known as the Dragon Lion. Its smooth scales were scarlet, and it had a lion's nose on its face. There was a circle of golden tassel-like spikes around the nose, and its eyes were protruding.

The Peruvian Vipertooth is only about fifteen feet long, with smooth scales, a brassy body, and a row of raised black bone spurs on its back. The head has short horns and its teeth are extremely venomous.

The Black Dragon of the Hebridean Islands, a native fire dragon in Britain, has rough black scales, purple eyes, and a row of ridges on its back that are not deep but as sharp as razors. The tip of the tail is a thin arrowhead, and the wings are like bats.

Among the six fire dragons, only the Welsh green dragon obediently asked the keeper to put a chain on it, ignoring the fact that it was biting a cow at the time. It looked really gentle.

"There are six in total..." Hagrid looked at the fire dragon with fascination, "Each warrior needs to deal with one, so there is one more?"

"It was specially requested by the Ministry of Magic. They said they would reserve a backup line."

"What do the warriors need to do to let them fight the fire dragon?"

"I don't know, I probably just passed by the fire dragon." Charlie shook his head, "They are all female fire dragons who need to nest and hatch their eggs. Now is the most violent time. I really don't understand... I can only wish the brave warriors Good luck to you guys, I hope we can come to the rescue in time during the game... By the way, how is Harry?"

"Oh, Harry, he's okay." Hagrid replied a little flustered.

"I really hope he is still safe after facing this danger. I dare not tell my mother what Harry will face in the first project..."

Harry felt a little weak in his legs. He really wanted to go back to the castle immediately and tell Dumbledore that he was quitting the competition.

…

"They are indeed big guys. Did you see that black dragon lying there like a hill?"

"The Black Dragon of the Hebridean Islands, I've seen it in books, but that's not even its largest size."

"The flames of Swedish Brachysaurus look so beautiful, it would be great if they could be recreated with magic."

"..."

On the path leading to the castle from the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Harry's ears were filled with the chatter of his friends. The joys and sorrows of human beings were not connected, and he only felt noisy.

His future is as dark as this path, with no light in sight.

"Harry, how are you feeling?" Loren asked.

"Me?" Harry forced a smile, "I feel very good. Fortunately, we came tonight. If I had seen the dragon for the first time on the day of the competition, I might have fainted on the spot in front of the whole school..."

Harry looked down at his wand, his expression full of melancholy. It was a thin wooden stick that had to deal with a giant dragon dozens of feet tall, covered with scales and spikes, and spitting fire from its nose!

"Don't say that, Harry, you must know that you were able to deal with the basilisk in your second year." Ron comforted.

"You're right, but how am I going to convince Dumbledore to lend me the Sword of Gryffindor this time?" Harry lamented, "And the Basilisk isn't going to breathe fire at me from twenty feet away. "

"Using Gryffindor's sword to kill a fire dragon?" Loren chuckled, "Don't think about it, a fire dragon is worth more than all of you warriors combined, especially since they are female fire dragons that are hatching eggs in a nest. The Ministry of Magic does not Would love to see that happen.”

"Thank you, Loren, I feel comforted."

Harry's sad expression made Hermione laugh:

"Relax, Harry, the competition is to select the winner, not to let you feed the fire dragon. It should not let you face the fire dragon head-on, and there are Charlie and Dumbledore outside during the competition. Watching it."

Loren looked up and saw that Hogwarts Castle had appeared at the end of the path, with candlelight still shining through a few scattered windows: "Hermione is right, but before that, you must overcome your fear of fire dragons, Harry. "

"What do you mean?" Harry looked at him.

"Remember I had a little mirror?"

"..."

Fifteen minutes later.

Gryffindor common room.

The whole room was dark, except for a candle that was lit on the small round table next to the window, and the candle was dimly lit.

The four of them sat in pairs as usual.

Loren leaned back slightly and leaned on the soft cushions. Hermione beside him sometimes looked at the candles and sometimes looked around the room with a look of leisurely interest.

Harry played with the little flower-shaped mirror with one hand, then looked at Ron who was shrinking his neck and not daring to look at him, glared at him angrily, turned around and asked, "According to what you said, this mirror can make me Dreaming about a fire dragon and facing it in a dream, is that it, Loren?"

"It's not a fire dragon, it's just a monster with the appearance of a fire dragon constructed in your dream."

"What's the difference?"

"It's just that I haven't figured out the physiological structure of fire dragons and haven't seen their magic power clearly, so what you see are just monsters with hard scales and huge bodies. As for their flames, I replaced them with another kind of flame."

"Oh, I see……"

Although he didn't understand anything, Harry nodded with a clear face, "So what should I do now, go back to my room and sleep?"

"That's not necessary."

Under the confused gazes of Harry and Ron, Loren slowly sat up straight, opened the window, and chuckled, "Didn't anyone notice? The furnishings in the lounge are all upside down. Harry, you have been using your left hand." Play with the mirror.”

As soon as the words fell, it was as if a hole was suddenly opened in the cabin of a high-speed flying aircraft, and strong airflow poured out of the room.

Under the influence of the air pressure, Harry felt a strong suction coming from the window, and his clothes and limbs pulled him straight out of the window.

"ah!"

Along with the trance-like feeling of weightlessness, Harry noticed that the surrounding scenery was gradually blurring. The castle was moving away from him, shrinking into a small black dot at the end of his field of vision, while the Forbidden Forest was getting closer and closer.

Flying, falling...

Standing on the soft soil, Harry raised his head, looked into the glowing yellow eyes of Swedish Brachysaurus, and swallowed hard.

The Swedish Brachysaurus looked at Harry, took a deep breath, and the muscles in its neck clearly expanded: "Roar!!"

Harry's pupils vibrated violently. Different from the dazzling blue flames he had seen an hour ago, this dragon flame was orange-yellow, with only the outer flame being slightly red, so red that it turned black.

…

The next day, breakfast time.

In order to cater to the tastes of students from other schools, the breakfast at Hogwarts has become more and more varied, but in Loren's eyes, it's just all kinds of weird sauces and bread, which is really not a novelty.

However, the arrangement and combination of various sauces is very interesting. Several kinds of mayonnaise, peanut butter and cheese are blended together, and it actually tastes like sesame sauce.

Hey, that's interesting.

With a happy mood, Loren began tinkering with the dozen or so sauces in front of him.

In sharp contrast to him was Harry sitting opposite, with a dazed expression on his face, chewing nut bread dryly, his eyes losing their former light.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?" Ron asked softly.

Harry, who was in a daze, felt a sense of grievance when he heard his friend's concern. He couldn't help but complain: "Last night I faced the Swedish Brachyrhinosaurus in my dream!"

"This, we know..." Ron glanced at his expression quietly, "We are looking at the Hebridean Islands Black Dragon, although it won't move."

Harry looked sad and angry: "I used Transfiguration to create a steel shield to block the flames. I thought that even if the steel melted, it would be able to block it for a while, but you know, Ron, the steel shield was ignited! The steel was ignited!"

Not only was the steel ignited, but he only hesitated for a second or two, and everything he could see in his field of vision was ignited.

The most outrageous thing is that the burning flame turned into a fire dragon and kept chasing him!

Harry's mentality suddenly collapsed, and the world in the mirror collapsed into pieces. He couldn't sleep well all night.

"Ahem..." The apology on Loren's face was sincere and sincere, "Because it's a Swedish Brachysaurus, I just want the flames to be more powerful... Don't worry, other fire dragons won't be like this."

"Rather than this, I think you should pay attention to Hagrid."

At some point, Hermione dipped the bread into the sauce he had prepared and took a bite, her face filled with awkwardness.

"What happened to Hagrid?" Harry asked.

Before Hermione could answer, several people had already spotted Hagrid at the guest of honor seat. He was wearing a suit that was too many sizes too big and had a flower on his chest, which looked like a particularly large artichoke. When he and he When Ms. Maxim next to her spoke, a flush of excitement would appear on her face.

Seeing his nondescript attire, several people's expressions were a little complicated.

Loren hesitated for a few seconds and said, "At least physically, they look like a good match."

Harry and Ron nodded.

"That's not what you're talking about." Hermione pushed his weird sauce away in disgust, "Guess, if Ms. Maxim is willing to have dinner with Hagrid and asks to see the paddock in the Forbidden Forest at the right time, Hagrid will Will Ge agree?"

"this……"

Harry slowly reacted: "In this case, Delacour of Beauxbatons will soon know about the fire dragon."

Hermione whispered: "In fact, I think with the protection of the Forbidden Forest, as long as Karkaroff and Principal Fontana have ideas, they will soon know about the fire dragon."

Harry swallowed the nut bread with difficulty, and his eyes fell on the long Hufflepuff table. Cedric was about to leave the table, smiling and saying goodbye to the people around him.

Harry's eyes flickered, silently making his next plan.