The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 209 Courage and Childhood

"One flame is poisonous, one flame has a high temperature, one flame has a wide range, and one flame has a long distance... Am I not far from death?" Harry looked at the thin sheepskin in his hand with a blank expression. Paper, the more you look at it, the more chill you feel.

"It's not enough to breathe fire, but with extremely high magic resistance, sharp fangs, and a strong tail, you are almost there." Weiss said gloatingly, pointing at the parchment.

"Is there anything I can do to tide me over?" Harry looked at Wes expectantly.

"Even if there is, you can't use this mentality." Weiss raised his eyebrows and said, "The more nervous and scared you are, the less strength you can display."

"Nonsense! That's a fire dragon! A fire dragon! Huge body! Hard claws! Sharp fangs! A thick tail! It can fly!" Harry scratched his head hysterically.

"So, even if there is a way, you can't do it. You have fear before you face it." Weiss spread his hands and said: "Your first project is to face fear, which is 'courage' .”

"It's as if you can face your aunt head-on!" Harry breathed heavily, glaring at Wes.

"Nonsense, can this be compared? The food that I can kill with a single blow and the human being who can break through the dragon with a thin toothpick, do you think this is the same level?" Weiss said angrily .

"Dragon Break! I wish I could learn it!" Harry pulled his hair again.

"All the books about dragons in the library are here!" Holding a pile of books, Hermione put them next to the two of them and said in a low voice: "Let's look for it quickly! Maybe there is one that is useful! "

"I'm going to calm down, I don't think these will help me." Harry flipped through the two books, sighed, and left without looking back.

"Oh, let alone Harry, even I think these are useless." Hermione watched Harry leave with a frown, and said while flipping through the book, "Maybe the one inside the iron gate will be useful..."

"Restricted section? Forget it, even if there is, Harry can't learn the magic in it in just three days." Weiss shook his head and said, "Today is the 3th."

"Then what can you do?" Hermione squinted at Wes and emphasized: "Harry can use it."

"Transfiguration can change a few of you. You don't have to look too much like them. Just a human shape is fine, because the fire dragon can barely recognize people, but the number must be large. Then use any magic spell to attract the fire dragon's attention, and use the levitation spell to control a few people. , let it chase these dummies, or let it be busy trampling 'self' to death." Weiss raised his head and glanced at Hermione: "It's not to kill the fire dragon, just to lure it away."

"You figured it out? Then why don't you say it? He has no time! I'm going to tell him! Let him practice!" Hermione was about to stand up, but Weiss grabbed her: " It’s useless now, it’s useless to use the Transfiguration technique to roughly deform something, I learned it in the first grade, and I hardly need to practice. What’s important now is that he’s surrounded by fear, and he doesn’t even dare to face a fire dragon. The first level is a test of ‘courage’ .”

"Then you should also tell him, so that he can feel at ease?" Hermione didn't understand what Weiss did, and she obviously had a way, but she kept it hidden.

"It is inevitable for him to participate in the Triwizard Tournament. Why don't you take the opportunity to train and let him realize his own weakness and learn to use his brain more. He can't rush forward when he hears Voldemort like he was in the first grade. Right?" Weiss calmly motioned Hermione to sit down with him and read a book slowly, enjoying the sunshine after an afternoon.

"...you have such a 'greatness'?" Hermione squinted at Wes after sitting down.

"No, I just want to see how interesting he looks when he's lost his mind." Weiss raised his eyebrows and spread his hands.

"...bad taste." Hermione rolled her eyes in disgust, but didn't get up again, took out a black leather booklet from the stretch bag and read it: "...to be honest, every time I read your book 'Travel Notes' always had the feeling that my childhood was all lies."

"Why?" Weiss asked casually without looking up.

"Look at this paragraph, Cinderella didn't marry the prince..." Hermione put the black book on top of the book Wes was reading, and pointed to the above paragraph.

"That's right, Cinderella was planning to marry the prince, but later he killed her sister and stepmother. She thought the prince was too cruel..." Weiss curled his lips and said, "She also found out that the prince wanted to inherit the throne. I just married her, after all, she is the earl's daughter."

"There is always a feeling of being severely trampled in childhood." The corners of Hermione's mouth twitched.

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, you will know that there is something wrong with the fairy tale you told me. On the day of the ball, the prince said that he would not marry you, but he couldn't recognize the person the next day. Of the crystal slippers left behind, only the crystal slipper has not changed back after 12 o'clock, and the others have changed back. What is the reason for this? The first-year little wizards know the principle of transfiguration..." Weiss was helpless Tan Shou: "This fairy tale is an insult to IQ."

"And the Little Mermaid..." Hermione pointed to another page, and her eyebrows were tangled together. At this moment, there were a lot of voices behind them, and Hermione looked back with an unhappy expression on her face: " Let's go, there will be more girls in a while, Krum is here."

"He's a Quidditch star! Why do you look disgusted?" Weiss patted Hermione angrily, and said eagerly, "I just asked him for some autographs."

"Hehe, you're the only one still chasing stars? Where do you want him to sign? A hat or a wizard's robe?" Hermione raised her eyebrows and said disdainfully.

"I have a few posters of him." Weiss rummaged through while talking: "Ron gave it to me."

"...Ask him to give it to Ron?" Hermione thought about it and thought it was a good idea: "In Harry's name?"

"...I'm going to sell it for money, forget it, do as you say." Weiss muttered, then looked at Hermione's excited expression and nodded helplessly in agreement.

"Hey, Krum, you're here to find them!" Weiss said while moving all the books about dragons that Hermione had collected.

"Hmm..." Krum's eyelids twitched as he looked at the pile of books in front of him, and looked at Weiss suspiciously and warily.

"You're welcome, let's take a look." Weiss waved his hand and said generously: "Big star, can you sign some autographs for me?"

"Um..." Krum's eyelids twitched even more.

……

"Why do you want so many autographs? Ron and Harry, two are enough." Hermione looked at Wes in doubt, then her face suddenly changed, and she asked tentatively, "Give it to Senior Qiu Zhang?"

"Chu Zhang? Will she want this?" Weiss looked at Hermione suspiciously, his face was completely blank.

"I don't know, but they all play Quidditch." Hermione shook her head quickly, and at the same time secretly gave herself a slap in the face.

"Okay, just ask when you meet." Weiss shrugged and replied, "It's not worth much anyway."

"...I shouldn't talk too much" Hermione muttered in a low voice, taking a few deep breaths before she calmed down.

"What did you say?" Weiss heard a murmur, but couldn't catch it.

"No, I mean, let's go to another place to bask in the sun." Hermione shook her head, took out the black book and said, "I still want to ask you about it."

"Your fairy tales are all deceptive." Weiss rolled his eyes: "In reality, which girl would marry someone who just met."

"Aha? So you don't believe in love at first sight?" Hermione asked with raised eyebrows.

"It's not a matter of love at first sight, is it?" Weiss looked at Hermione helplessly: "The princesses in your fairy tales don't even know each other's names, okay?"

"Since it's a fairy tale, it must have a happy ending!" Hermione said as it should, and then looked forward to: "Prince Charming is what every girl wishes for!"

"So, don't apply your childhood fairy tales to me." Weiss pointed to the little black book in Hermione's hand and said, "They have already happened like this."

"Well, my pathetic childhood, you have been stepped on by reality once again, and rubbed hard!" Hermione chanted like a bard.

...night, common room...

"Where have you been wandering around this day?" Weiss sat by the fire and looked at Harry who had just walked in from the Fat Lady.

"Hogsmeade, I went to find Sirius." Harry smiled wryly at Weiss: "I learned a new magic, but unfortunately it's too difficult, I don't know if I can learn it in three days and hit it accurately. Eyes of a dragon."

"Eyes? Eye Sickness Curse?" Weiss thought for a while and asked Harry who was already sitting beside him.

"Huh? You know that too? Then why are you still telling me that the fluorescent technique is messing up your face?" Harry looked at Wes in a strange manner with a confused expression on his face.

"It can't be compared, although the effect it causes is much better." Weiss shook his head lightly: "But it also requires more magic power. You can release at least three of the magic power consumed by releasing an 'Eye Sickness Curse'." Fluorescent spell'. Moreover, the eye disease spell is different from the fluorescent spell, it must hit the eye to take effect."

"Then I've been busy all afternoon?" Harry looked at Wes dumbfounded: "Sirius said just aim at the eyes of the fire dragon, and the eyes of the fire dragon are so big..."

"Harry, did Charlie say that you just need to pass the fire dragon?" Weiss looked at Harry and said, "You've always wanted to 'defeat the fire dragon', although it seems that you are very brave. ..."

"By the dragon? Beat the dragon?" Harry blinked a few times, remembering Charlie's words that night.

"However, Sirius inspired your confidence, and you are not as lost as you were in the library." Weiss curled his lips and said, "I still hope to see you depressed."

"Oh, after hearing what you said, I don't have confidence anymore..." Harry said in frustration again: "Especially when I think that I wasted an afternoon in vain."

"Didn't you say you'd tell him when he came back?" Hermione's head stuck out from the girls' dormitory.

"Didn't you go to sleep?" Weiss choked on Hermione, turned his head and said angrily.

"Get up and eat." Hermione walked to the stove and said, "Have you finished baking yet?"

"You want to eat?" Weiss looked over suspiciously: "Aren't you going to lose weight?"

"No." Hermione responded with a firm voice.

"Guys! I'm facing a life-and-death crisis! Can you respect me who is dying first?!" Harry patted the armrest of the sofa and shouted loudly.

"He has a plan in mind. In theory, it's fine." Hermione pointed to Wes, squatted by the fire, picked up a small shovel and rummaged in the fire a few times: "Harry, do you want to eat?"

Harry looked at the baked potatoes with charred black skin and golden core inside, and at the seasoning that Wes had already taken out, his eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he uttered a word after a long while: "Eat."

　Chapter 22 of the fourth volume has been modified, which does not affect the plot.

　　Because of a magic - a deadbolt to seal the throat.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)