Chapter 173: Fire Dragon with Sorting Hat and Sword

The situation on Harry's side was a bit worse than the light side of Maca's.
The first thing to understand is that most fire dragons like high places, and Harry's goal is the highest point of the entire field.
Around that peak, at least three fire dragons were continually circling. Although Harry's ability to control the flying broom is getting higher and higher, but now there are frequent crises.
A fire dragon spewing flames behind him, one who couldn't stop chasing it; there were still two fire dragons hovering and spreading their wings.
What about the "both unfortunate and challenging" Harry had drawn?
I saw his legs clenching the broomstick tightly, lowering his figure and flying at high speed, but the speed was not mentioned as the fastest. Because, under the chase of the fire dragon behind him, he must dodge every flame dragon's breath in time. In this case, flexibility and speed are obviously equally important.
The wizard's robes screamed in the wind, and black hair flew in the wind, revealing the iconic lightning scar on Harry's forehead.
The audience is watching Harry eagerly. After all, of all the warriors in the audience, Harry is the most exciting and nervous at the same time.
With every tumble of Harry, everyone couldn't help but exclaim. On several occasions, the corners of Harry's clothing were rubbed to the side by flames, almost in danger.
But Harry always avoided the most critical moment, he gritted his teeth and kept an eye on everything around him.
He is indeed a true Gryffindor, brave, fearless, and adventurous. Once facing danger, he will forget all the tension and anxiety and grow through the experience.
"It is truly the new generation of Lion King of Gryffindor College. The oars do not use paddles ..."
At this moment, the vast majority of the audience paid their attention to Harry and Fire Dragon. Only a handful of people accidentally glimpsed, and Maca had secretly come to a small forest under the central peak.
And right in the open space in front of the woods, Hermione was hiding in the shadow of a giant rock, looking up anxiously and staring at his good friend Harry at a high altitude.
Although Maca didn't know why Hermione had been staring at Harry here, in the general direction, he had already realized a little.
He glanced subconsciously at the direction of the dragon and lion, and secretly said, "This time Dumbledore's movement is fast. It seems that the plan is about to begin ..."
Just as Makar was thinking, the audience suddenly burst into a shout of shouts, pulling him back from reality to reality.
He immediately controlled the floating spell and came to mid-air, and his gaze shifted to the position of the dragon and lion.
It's gone!
The lawn was empty now, and only the flattened grass proved that there was indeed a behemoth just enjoying a sweet siesta here.
Where did it go?
Maca flew up with her feet on the rocks, her eyes moving rapidly, and she soon saw the dragon and lion covered with bright red scales.
At the same time, a young girl's scream passed into Maca's ears.
That should be the scream of Furong, of course, it can only be her-because another girl is still in the direction behind Maca!
If it was another fire dragon, Maca would be too lazy to take care of it. If that maiden hybrid was in a fatal danger, the rescue team would arrive immediately.
But if the dragon and lion suddenly got into trouble, the meaning would be completely different.
At this point, Maca had squatted down on the stone, leaning forward, so as to speed up and maintain the balance of the body more stably.
Before long, he saw Furong running desperately.
Behind her, the dragon and lion were spreading their wings, almost gliding against the ground. The dragon-head like a lion was extremely stunned, the mouth was smoky, and the corners of his mouth faintly brought out some sparks.
The distance between it and Hibiscus is rapidly shrinking, and the latter will soon be captivated.
Maca noticed that the dragon and lion's eyes had been taken up by a strange black, and two long black gases were drawn out as it passed by in the air.
He is too familiar with this black gas-Voldemort has indeed begun!
"Get down!"
Maca yelled at Furong while she was running, and then stopped paying attention to whether she did as he did. He pulled out his magic wand as a series of red fire lights, predicting the flight direction of the dragon and lion.
The string of fire light accurately hit the dragon and lion's strong body. Although it interrupted its intention to breathe the dragon's breath, it only let it growl and flew for a short distance. When it kept its balance by flapping its wings, it roared and changed the target of the attack, rushing towards Maca.
It's just an ordinary silent stun spell, and of course it won't damage a fire dragon. What's more, the fire dragon in front of it is obviously unusual.
That ’s what the purpose of Kerma is. What he wants is to attract each other ’s attention!
When he saw the dragon and lion turn towards him, he immediately reversed his direction and fled back. The destination was the peak, Harry and Hermione in the center of the site.
Closer, closer! But Maca was about to be caught up by the dragon and lion behind him!
At this moment, another mist exploded at the tip of Maca's staff, and it continued to diffuse in the air. The dragons and lions chasing one after another plunged into the mist of fog unbridled, and the huge dragon wings stirred the mist, and soon rushed straight out from the other end.
But Maca was gone.
If the dragon and lion madly issued a roar of a furious dragon, it would naturally lock his eyes on Harry in the air.
"Roar--"
Its power seemed to be so great that it smashed open the Hungarian tree bee that had been trailing behind Harry, and then patted the dragon's wings to speed up after Harry.
Now, most viewers have already seen the anomaly of this dragon and lion. They looked at Harry in the air anxiously, and even forgot to blink.
But in the middle of the high wall as the auditorium, Dumbledore just calmly looked at what was happening in front of him. He even ignored Professor McGonagall's constant persuasion, and his eyes exuded wisdom. Light.
Secretly, a faint expectation emerged from Dumbledore's wrinkled face. And his gaze stayed on Hermione at the foot of the mountain.
It was the moment Dumbledore looked at Hermione. Harry, who had been trying to avoid the dragon and lion chase, suddenly swiped the broomstick to the lower left, turned down and turned toward Hermione at a very fast speed. Dived away.
"The sorting hat is flying!"
Hermione rushed out of the shadow behind the rock, and with a wand of her wand, the already prepared Feilai spell was accurately spoken.
It takes time to summon items to fly, but it only takes a few seconds from Hogwarts Castle to here. For a moment Harry swooped down quickly, a strange cry from far and near, flying all the way to Hermione's hands.
"Damn! It must have been more than two hundred years! I must haven't flown like this for more than two hundred years! I'm blamed for those fool eggs who call themselves" calling nights ", nothing happened to invent a flying spell! Second time! Don't let the hat live? Damn, what fool egg this time ... "
Along with a series of screams, a patchy, dirty old wizard hat crossed a beautiful arc in the air and landed accurately in Hermione's hands.
"... What's the matter? It's you!" The folds on the tip of the Sorting Hat shouted together, shouting, "I think ... Hermione Granger, yes ... oh, you want What are you doing? "
Before it was finished, Hermione reached into her hat.
"Hey! I said, what are you looking for?" The Sorting Hat screamed. "Don't dig in, tickle!"
"Gryffindor sword!" Hermione shouted anxiously, looking up at Harry who was rushing to her.
"Say it early!"
The Sorting Hat's voice didn't fall, and Hermione suddenly felt a hard touch in her palm ~ EbookFREE.me ~ She quickly held it, and then pulled it out suddenly.
Suddenly, under the light of the sun, a cold light flashed in front of everyone's eyes. The exquisite sword body was as clean as new, as if mirror light could be seen; a red-red gemstone was shining at the end of the hilt. , Set off the fine carvings at the handshake extremely luxurious.
But Hermione didn't even look at it. She threw the sorting hat aside, and threw the strength of her whole body with both hands in her sword.
"Harry, catch it!"
The sword twirled in the air, and the cold sword light flickered with the rotation of the sword body, making people want to take a closer look.
At the same time, Harry yanked the broomstick-he had to stop himself before catching the Gryffindor sword, or the consequences of heading straight to the ground would undoubtedly be a pile of fresh meat.
Dive emergency stop is an action that every Quidditch seeker will practice, but no one has tried to dive at full speed at such a high altitude, and of course Harry has never tried it.
But he knew that if he didn't get hurt, he had to stay far enough to brake.
"Just a little bit short!"
Harry, who had just stopped diving at a low altitude, straightened his right hand forward. His height above the ground was low enough, but the horizontal distance was only a few inches off!
Seeing that he had touched the hilt of the Gryffindor sword between his fingers, but this meant that he could no longer hold the sword. And just above Harry's head, the distance between the sensible dragon and the lion and him had been lost, but it was not enough for him to try again ...
Just when Harry was almost shouting out loud, somehow, the hilt moved into his hands so emptyly--he held it!
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