Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God - Vol 7 Chapter 58

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Even though he was almost burned to charcoal by Long Yan, Hagrid still looked at the huge figure not far away and said softly.

Clark, who was hiding behind him, saw the scene in front of him and shook his head helplessly.

On the other side, the wizard who was controlling the fire dragon shouted, “It’s useless! Recite the stun spell, count to three, and recite it together!”

As he spoke, each dragon trainer drew his wand.

“Pass out!”

They shouted in unison, and dozens of stun spells shot like rockets into the dark night sky. The sparks that burst out fell like showers and fell on the thick scaly hides of the four dragons.

A professional after all, Clark saw, after being stunned, he managed their nearest Hungarian wasp and stood wobbly on his hind legs.

Its mouth was wide open, like a yawn, and it let out a silent roar. At the same time, the flames in its nostrils were suddenly extinguished, and only wisps of blue smoke came out.

Then, very slowly, it fell down.

This multi-ton, strong, black-scaled dragon fell to the ground with a bang, causing the trees behind Clark to tremble.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, the dragon trainers put down their wands and walked towards the fire dragons that fell to the ground. Each dragon was like a hill, and the dragon trainers were the ones who climbed the mountain.

They hurriedly fastened the chains and moved the four dragons into four huge iron cages, each of which had four cast iron legs, which were nailed deep into the ground by magic.

“Want to take a closer look?” Hagrid asked Madame Maxime excitedly.

The two of them walked towards the fence together, and Clark followed.

The wizard who had just warned Hagrid not to approach turned, and it was Charlie Weasley, the professor of dragon raising at Hogwarts.

“How is it, Hagrid?”

Breathing heavily, Charlie came over to talk to them, and kept staring behind them, as if looking for something.

Clark lifted the corner of the invisibility cloak at the right time, revealing his face, and Charlie was relieved when he saw it.

“They should be fine now, we put them on sleeping pills.

When these big guys came, they fell asleep all the way. I thought they would feel better if they woke up in the quiet dark night.

But, you see, they’re not happy, not at all—”

“Yeah, they look angry, they must have suffered a lot along the way.”

As Hagrid spoke, he stared at the Hungarian Horntail closest to him with an air of adoration in his eyes.

The **** dragon’s eyes were still slightly open, and Clark could see that a thin, cruel yellow light flashed under its wrinkled black eyelids.

“Who said it wasn’t.”

When Charlie spoke, he looked around. Madame Maxime was walking along the field, staring at the stunned fire dragons.

“I didn’t expect you to bring her here, Hagrid,” Charlie said, frowning. “We’re rivals after all. She’ll tell her students, won’t she?”

“I just think she’d love to come and see.” Hagrid shrugged, still staring fascinatedly at the dragon, “and Dumbledore didn’t object, did he. He must have known I would do it. , but he didn’t stop it.”

“What a romantic date, Hagrid,” Charlie shook his head helplessly. “You have to take advantage of the opportunity Dumbledore has created for you.”

“Four in total…” Hagrid blushed and changed the subject. “So, each warrior needs to deal with one, right? What do they need to do—fight the dragon?”

Hagrid’s voice was a little excited, as if it was a good idea.

He never thought that the four warriors did not have the physical quality of his half-giant.

“I think it’s probably just passing by the fire dragon.” Charlie guessed, “We are only responsible for taking care of these fire dragons. The one who is really responsible for the first game is Durmstrang. So the specific rules of the game, we also do not know.”

“Is that so,” Hagrid said hesitantly, “doesn’t that mean that Durmstrang’s Warriors knew the details of the game long ago?”

“Who knows,” Charlie shrugged helplessly, “I originally suggested to Dumbledore, and we were responsible.”

“After all, if the situation is not good, we can always come to the rescue and recite the extinguishing spell on the fire dragon.” Charlie said, “You know, all they want are female dragons who are brooding and hatching eggs. I don’t understand why… But such a danger At least the level has improved a lot.”

As he said that, he pointed to the tail of the Hungarian wasp not far away, “I can tell you that the people who spread to the Hungarian wasp have no good fruit to eat. The back of it is as dangerous as the front, you see.”

Clark, who was hiding under the Invisibility Cloak, looked in the direction of his fingers and saw long, bronze-colored thorns emerging from the tail every few inches.

At this point, Charlie’s five dragon-training companions walked up and down to the Hornets, carrying a blanket with a huge nest of granite-grey dragon eggs in them.

They carefully placed the dragon egg beside the wasp, and Hagrid couldn’t hold back his longing and groaned.

“I’ve counted them, Hagrid,” said Charlie sternly.

“Will these big guys and their eggs stay after the game is over?” Hagrid asked, staring intently at the dragon eggs.

“Of course,” Charlie emphasized again, seemingly uneasy, “These dragon eggs are numbered, Hagrid, don’t be distracted.”

Then, he sighed again, “Hey, seeing this, I really hope Clark is still safe after facing this danger.”

He looked at the venue where the fire dragon was closed, and said thoughtfully, “I don’t even dare to tell my mother what Clark is going to do in the first project, my mother is already flustered for him…”

Charlie imitated the anxious voice of his mother, Mrs. Weasley: “How could they have him in that tournament, he’s so young! I thought they’d be all right, I thought there would be an age limit! ”

Clark listened on the sidelines, and felt a little guilty in his heart. Since he became a warrior at Hogwarts, he has not written a letter to Aunt Molly.

At this time, Charlie went to take care of the dragons and their eggs with his companions, and Hagrid’s heart was filled with the charming four dragons and Madame Maxime, leaving him behind.

So Clark quietly turned around and began to return to the castle.

He saw what he was about to face, and also knew that in the real game, what he was about to face would definitely be more dangerous and difficult.

However, he was not worried, because his strong strength and the three curse marks in his hand gave him infinite confidence.

The only thing he has to think about now is what to do to win the game beautifully and win the first place in front of everyone.

Clark accelerated, strode on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, swiftly walked through the darkness, and returned to the castle.

As he lay in bed, another thought popped into his mind: As things stand, Bruce was the only one facing the unknown on Tuesday.

However, what does this have to do with him, this guy is not Diggory, who is also a student of Hogwarts, and he is not Harry Potter who is overflowing with the heart of the Virgin Mary.

Thinking of Bruce’s expression when he saw the fire dragon on the day of the game, he seemed to be in a better mood, turned around, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Clark was refreshed, jogged a few laps along Black Lake with Neville, went back to the dormitory to take a shower, and found Hermione at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall.

She’s eating breakfast with Ginny, discussing what’s next in the Hogwarts Magazine, and getting ready to cover the first match of the Triwizard Tournament.

Clark and Neville sat beside them, their bodies just after exercising were extraordinarily appetizing, and they ate the food on the table.

After they had eaten and drank enough, they went to the outside field when they did not have to attend classes.

The three walked along the lake for a long time, and Clark told them all about last night.

“So, did Dumbledore have the intention to match Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim?” Hermione’s focus was not on the fire dragon, but rather gossip.

“I think they’re a good fit,” Neville interjected. “They’re about the same size, and the age gap isn’t that big.”

Clark also snickered, “Hagrid has been single for so many years, and it is rare to encounter such a good opportunity. Of course Dumbledore supports it.”

“I don’t think it’s very reliable.” As a woman, Hermione expressed her opinion from her point of view.

“Mrs. Maxim is the headmaster of the Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, with a high social status and strong strength.

Hagrid was just a Hogwarts gamekeeper who dropped out of school when he was young.

The gap between him and Madame Maxime was too great, and the Triwizard Tournament was time-limited, which meant that when the game was over, they would be separated.

In this case, the two of them are simply impossible.

Madam Maxime is good to Hagrid now, but basically she met a person with the same body type as herself, and the curiosity and closeness derived from it are nothing more than return to reality. ”

Clark and Neville couldn’t speak. As friends, they also hoped that Hagrid could find his own happiness.

But they also had to admit that what Hermione said was not wrong, and this was how reality should develop.

Not all feelings can be played like in movies and TV. A rich girl falls in love with a poor boy. It is just a dream woven by a dream machine, so that the salted fish at the bottom of the society will not be too resentful.

Then they changed the subject and began to discuss how to deal with the fire dragon.

“Dragons are extremely difficult to kill because their thick hides are permeated with ancient magic that only the most powerful spells can penetrate, that’s what the books say.”

Neville, who is more experienced in combat, said, “But we don’t necessarily have to break their thick leather scales head-on, whether it’s a strong shield strike, or looking for their weak parts, such as eyes, nostrils, ears, throat, and even the back. excretory organs.”

“You can also use psychic attacks!” Hermione glanced at Clark, “So I’m not worried about him at all. With his profession, even if he can’t defeat the fire dragon, he should have no problem protecting himself. After all, those fire dragons are just beasts. There is absolutely no resistance to psychic attacks.”

Clark smiled and said nothing.

They walked three times along the lake, enjoyed tomorrow’s game, and then headed to the library.

It’s just that they didn’t sit down for a long time, and Durmstrang’s warrior Viktor Krum also walked in listlessly and sat down in a far corner with a stack of books.

In fact, it wasn’t a big deal at first, but soon, a group of girls walked past them on tiptoe, and one of them had a Bulgarian scarf tied around his waist.

“Oh, shit, why can’t he read on his stupid big ship?” Hermione closed the book irritably. “Come on, Clark, let’s go back to the common room…”

Clark glanced at the members of the Star Chasing Club who were chatting around Viktor Krum not far away, and nodded helplessly.

In the next few days, they were still the same. Except for the class, Clark didn’t think about how to deal with the fire dragon at all.

He is very busy himself. In addition to the development of the Fire Dragon community, which he is responsible for as a school manager, the business of “Hogwarts School Magazine” and magic cards also needs him to take a look at it from time to time.

Even in the dead of night, he had to lie in bed and take part of his mind to an uninhabited island thousands of miles away to see how his clone controlled (squeezed) those Death Eater prisoners.

Time flies like this, and soon came the day when the first project started.

On Tuesday morning, the whole school atmosphere became very tense and excited.

Almost all the academy students are looking forward to the first match of the upcoming Triwizard Tournament, especially Gryffindor, they have players coming.

In order to take care of these students’ emotions, the school was closed at noon, so that the whole school had time to go to the playing field in the forbidden forest – of course, most of the students did not know what they would see there.

At noon, when Clark was having lunch in the auditorium, Professor McGonagall hurried towards him, and many people looked at them.

“Prewett, eat quickly, now the warriors are going to be on the field ahead of time… You must be ready to complete the first event… By the way, don’t eat too much, it’s not good for your exercise.” McGonagall The professor couldn’t help but say one more sentence.

“Okay, I see, Professor,” Clark said, standing up.

“Good luck, Clark,” whispered Hermione, “you’ll make it!”

“Come on! We’re cheering for you in the stands.” Neville also said.

“I wish I could hear your voices.” Clark joked.

After speaking, he and Professor McGonagall walked side by side and left the auditorium together.

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