Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

 Chapter 862: The Fierce Horntail

  In the end, he is a dragon keeper and has a deep relationship with fire dragons.

After seeing the eight-month-old lion dragon being put into the box by Newt, everyone was filled with reluctance. When it was the Hungarian Horntail's turn, they also cried with joy.

Especially the five dragon keepers who sent it here, a few strong men with muscles all over their bodies, actually hugged each other and cried on the spot.

"The days of fear...are finally over..."

"Mr. Scamander...a good man..."

"From today on, you are my idol..."

"I'm going to buy ten copies of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them tomorrow!"

"I'll buy a hundred copies!"

Everyone was talking to each other with such enthusiasm that it almost lifted Newt to the sky.

Drols also happily took out a bottle of brandy for the first time and took a sip.

Dragon keepers are not allowed to drink alcohol while working, especially hard liquor, because the smell of wine will arouse the appetite of the fire dragon, and you never know when it will be bitten, which is fatal to the dragon keeper. .

But Drols was really happy, so he didn't care so much... At worst, he would take half a day off. At least he just wanted to have a drink today.

Kyle sat there expressionless. He finally understood that this Hungarian Horntail was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Who the **** is a fire dragon who wants to hit people with its tail after being hit by a coma spell?

Same goes for Drolls.

Perhaps he had this idea when he talked about replacing dragon eggs with baby dragons.

This is basically a game. Maybe Drolls' purpose from the beginning was to send this Hungarian Horntail away.

In the end, he was fooled. After all, between the Welsh Green Dragon and the Hungarian Horntail, no matter who he was, he would choose the latter.

But he really didn't expect that the so-called eight-month-old Hungarian Horntail was even larger than an adult Welsh Green Dragon.

And judging from the look of Drolls, it would be impossible to return 80% of it.

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When leaving the Fire Dragon Sanctuary, several enthusiastic dragon keepers escorted them all the way. After watching them leave using the door key, they walked back the same way, arm in arm.

"Go to the Oak Barrel Bar for a drink later. I'll treat you."

"Of course, I have to celebrate today. Even if I am punished, I will admit it."

"I'll go too, and return the hemostatic medicine and bandages I ordered."

"Do you think Mr. Scamander can still withstand the torture at such an old age?"

"Don't worry, I'm a master of magical animals, so there will definitely be no problem..."

"How about we pool some money and send it there, otherwise I always feel like I can't bear it on my conscience..."

"Hmm... That's fine. Give more so he won't be embarrassed to take it back."

Several people didn't even go back to the reserve to ask for leave, but went to the Oak Barrel Bar hand in hand.

On the other side, Kyle and others also passed the door key and returned to the door of Newt's house in the Dorset County forest.

The enthusiastic house elf Dobby opened the door and invited several people into the house.

Kyle glanced at Newt and hesitated to speak.

"If you want to ask anything, just ask." Newt said with a smile.

"It's...that Hungarian Horntail..." Kyle asked in a low voice: "Is there anything wrong with it?"

"Oh, it's nothing, just a bit grumpy." Newt said casually: "So far, nineteen dragon owners have been injured because of it. Did you see the long scar on Drolls' arm? That's what's left of it.

"It is said that some time ago, people from the Fire Dragon Sanctuary moved it to other areas, and then three adult fire dragons were almost bitten to death."

Listening to Newt's words, sweat began to form on Kyle's forehead... This was no longer a prick, it was simply a bully.

No wonder those dragon owners were so excited that they cried when they sent it away.

"But isn't it only eight months old? Can it beat an adult fire dragon?"

"That's what's most special about the Hungarian Horntail."

Newt said seriously: "They have a ferocious personality and will not show mercy even to the same kind. Coupled with the limitations of their habitat, in order to resist dangers that may arise at any time, the juvenile period of the Hungarian Horntail is particularly short, one year. It can grow to thirty feet.

“With the same body type, even a Ukrainian Iron Belly would take two years.”

"Are all hornets like this?" Kyle continued to ask: "They can kill other adult fire dragons in eight months."

"Oh, of course not." Newt shook his head. "Most hornets will avoid their own kind and all possible threats in the year after breaking out of their shells, trying to catch as many prey as possible to make themselves stronger. .

"But this is just a special case. According to Droles, its temper is the most violent among hornet wasps, and it prefers the process of fighting to the food brought by hunting."

this…

Kyle laughed dryly, not knowing what to say.

He felt as if he had gotten into a big trouble, and he had taken the initiative to do it.

"And..." Kyle rubbed his forehead and took the initiative to change the subject: "What did you say to Drolls before to make him agree to give me a lion and dragon."

"That's it." Newt said matter-of-factly: "I promised him that I could help solve the Hungarian Horntail problem, and he agreed."

Did Newt take the initiative to bring up co-writing?

Kyle felt bad. He always thought it was Newt who was trying to show off his face.

But now that it's over, it seems like it's too late to say anything.

"Come on in, I have to help you put them in place while the effect of the stun spell is still there." Newt opened the box in his hand and put it on the ground, then jumped in on his own initiative.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Newt had always held Kyle's box.

"I'm also going to help. It's considered after-sales service." Dumbledore said, and jumped in.

When he graduated from second grade, Kyle used the Philosopher's Stone he picked up in exchange for Dumbledore's help in expanding the box to what it is today.

It's just that at that time, Dumbledore designed it based on the Forbidden Forest, which was not suitable for fire dragons to live.

After all, he didn't expect at the time that five fire dragons would be welcomed here in a few years.

By the time Kyle jumped in, Newt and Dumbledore were already busy.

Transforming the environment is a big project that cannot be completed overnight, so they decided to first transfer some magical animals, including the basilisk, to Newt's box to prevent them from causing trouble later.

After that, Dumbledore kicked everyone out.

"Leave it to Albus." Newt said with a smile: "He is really different from before. The Albus I know is not so motivated."

"I just hope he doesn't build me a blue castle." Kyle whispered.

If it were Dumbledore before, Kyle would never worry about this problem, but now his mind is full of Ariana, who knows if any fantastic ideas will suddenly pop up.

After all, Ariana's favorites are blue and earthy yellow. One represents the free sky, and the other represents the solid and heavy earth.

It would be fine if it was khaki, but if it were another kind...

The ferocious fire dragon is perched on the light blue, shiny castle. This style of painting is so weird that Kyle thinks he may not be able to accept it.

"Hmm...probably, no..." Newt said, with a bit of unconfidence in his voice.

To be honest, he was also a bit unfamiliar with the current Dumbledore.

At this time, a sudden scream interrupted the conversation between the two.

Dobby ran over in a hurry, dancing and pointing to the sky as he ran. "Sir...it's not good...that thorny dragon...it's flying..."

A spiny dragon?

Hungarian Horntail!

Kyle and Newt turned their heads at the same time. The lion dragon was still asleep due to the effect of the stun spell, but the Hungarian Horntail had already woken up.

Perhaps because the surrounding environment suddenly changed, it looked extremely violent and sprayed dozens of feet of flames in all directions.

A scorching wave of air swept over him, and Dobby was thrown away and fell heavily to the ground, grinning in pain.

Kyle immediately pulled out his wand.

But at the same time, a similar roar came from not far away.

It was the original Hungarian Horntail in Newt's box. It must have sensed the aura of its kind. It left its nest and quickly flew over.

The two Horntails met in mid-air, and the battle inevitably broke out. No dragon flames were used, it was just a pure tearing and collision between fangs and claws, and their tails like meteor hammers swung at each other crazily.

Only then did Kyle remember that the hornet in Newt's box seemed to have a stinging head, and it had been returned by the Fire Dragon Sanctuary three times in a row.

"Do we want to help?" Kyle asked.

"Ah, no need for the time being." Newt sighed with a headache, "If we attack now, they will be regarded as enemies, so we can just let them deal with it on their own."

Newt helped Dobby up and asked him to help ward off the magical animals around him.

In fact, there was no need to do this at all. When the two dragons collided, the nearby magical animals had already fled further away.

After a while, only Kyle, Newt and Dobby were left around.

It could be seen that Dobby was also scared, and his legs were almost shaking, but he still stood in front of Newt and Kyle.

"Don't be nervous, Dobby." Newt knelt down and said, "You go take care of Laflare. I just noticed him running towards the horned camel."

"But...I want to protect sir..." Dobby said tremblingly.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Newt smiled, not worried about his own safety at all.

As they spoke, Kyle kept looking up at the sky.

He discovered something incredible.

Although the two hornets were very different in size and strength, the eight-month-old baby dragon showed no signs of retreating at all. He even launched attacks several times, even if he couldn't bite the other one. A tooth mark is left on the scales.

Kyle's mouth twitched.

Good guy, this is too reckless, are you really so stubborn?

If this thing got into his box...

Kyle shuddered. He didn't want to open the box one day and see hornets killing everyone inside.

"However, Drols is really willing to give it to me?" Kyle frowned, "It can deal with an adult hornet for so long and still refuses to admit defeat. In a sense, its strength is also in line with its temper. It’s proportional.”

"No, you are wrong." Newt shook his head and explained: "The protected area does not value the power of fire dragons, they need stability more.

"If nothing else happens, this hornet will definitely challenge the current 'king' when it reaches adulthood, and there will definitely be another melee. This is not what the protected area wants to see."

The ‘King’ of the Fire Dragon Sanctuary?

"Well, um..." Kyle turned his head stiffly, "I think they get along quite well. How about staying as a companion?"

"Do they get along?" Newt was stunned for a moment, turned his head in disbelief, and pointed at the tiny scales and dragon blood falling from the sky, "How do you know they get along?"

"Fire dragons, if we don't fight, we won't get to know each other. Maybe they will be reconciled tomorrow." Kyle murmured in a low voice.

"I don't think so." Newt said slowly, "Besides, I'm a hundred years old, so I probably don't have the energy to take care of a second Hungarian Horntail."

Newt emphasized his age, leaving Kyle speechless.

Yes, Newt is already a hundred years old, so it would be unreasonable to leave this problem to him.

"What should we do..." Kyle sighed. "If I had known it was so virtuous, I would have returned it to Drols even if I tried to be shameless..."

"It doesn't matter, isn't this about you?" Newt said.

"Me?" Kyle pointed at himself, then looked at the stubborn hornet in the sky that was trying to injure itself a thousand times and injure two hundred enemies, "I don't think it can listen to me."

"There's always a way," Newt said. "Don't forget, you still have a basilisk."

"Can the basilisk make it obedient?" Kyle asked doubtfully.

"No, the dragon and the basilisk are mortal enemies," Newt said.

Now, Kyle didn't understand even more.

But Newt didn't explain. He just looked calmly at a cave where the transferred basilisk was placed.

For some reasons, Kyle did not let it fall into deep sleep. It must have been stimulated by the dragon's blood, and it crawled out of the cave at this time.

The fifty-foot-long body, which is thicker than a bucket, is full of pressure, but the layer of velvet cloth covering the eyes is a bit distracting, making it inexplicably a bit more humorous.

The basilisk licked the dragon's blood on the ground, but this action also angered the two hornets in the sky.

The beast brought back from the protected area was the first to rush down, and directed a mouthful of dragon flame at the basilisk's head.

The larger hornet originally wanted to help, but when it was halfway through its flight, it suddenly changed its direction and flew away.

"It saw us." Newt couldn't help but laugh: "Knowing that this battle could not have a result, the appearance of the basilisk just created an opportunity for it, so naturally it was too lazy to continue."

"How about we switch." Kyle asked tentatively.

Newt just smiled and said nothing.

On the other side, the battle between the Horntail and the Basilisk also ended in a short time.

Although the hornet had the advantage of being able to fly, it was only eight months old after all. As soon as it got up, it rushed down, intending to give the basilisk a hard blow with its tail, but the basilisk bit its wing.

The basilisk has fangs.

Kyle panicked, and just when he was about to step forward, he saw that Newt had no intention of moving at all and was standing there leisurely, so he stopped too.

It wasn't until the Horntail staggered down from the sky as if he was drunk that Newt took out his wand and waved it hard.

The basilisk, which was about to swallow the Horntail in one gulp, was blocked by a suddenly raised earth wall and was forced back into the cave. The earth wall blocked the entrance of the hole, and no matter how hard it hit it, it could never get out.

"Very good." Newt breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't worry, the basilisk's poison cannot kill the fire dragon, but it will make it fall into a coma. The effect is much better than the coma spell."

"I'm not worried about the hornets." Kyle frowned, "I just don't understand your purpose of doing this."

"Remember what I just said? Fire dragons and basilisks are mortal enemies." Newt said.

Kyle nodded.

"That's why."

Newt continued: "With the character of this hornet, today's failure is a shame for it. In the future, it will probably only see the basilisk in its eyes. This is also the way you can control it."

"Because the fire dragon can understand your words, and you can also command the basilisk. As for what to do to maintain a delicate balance between them, you can think about it in these few days."

A grumpy hornet and a basilisk...a delicate balance?

Kyle frowned, "This shouldn't be what you just thought of."

"When I saw you take out the magic contract." Newt said, "In fact, Droles has been worrying about this matter for a long time, and has written to me more than once, asking for This hornet was entrusted to me, but I refused. As I said, I don't have the energy to take care of another hornet.

"But you are different. Having a basilisk is equivalent to having a rein. And based on the current situation, this Hungarian Horntail can bring you the greatest help."

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(End of chapter)