Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

Hermione and Harry ran so fast that they didn't dare to stop even though their lungs seemed to be burned and a hole was about to be burned out.

"Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-" Harry gasped and shouted in a panic, "Why hasn't my Firebolt flown over yet?"

Hermione gritted her teeth, and there were cyan meridians pulsing on her temples. It was obvious that she was running so fast that she was almost out of breath.

"I can't do it anymore!" As she said this, Hermione pounced forward and fell to the ground. It took her a long time to struggle to get up, holding on to the trees next to her and walking forward slowly, while managing to calm her breathing.

When Harry saw her stop, he couldn't catch his breath and fell to the ground. He couldn't get up for a long time.

"I don't know why." Hermione responded weakly to Harry, "Did you put the broom too far away?"

Harry was lying on the ground. His limbs were hurting now and he couldn't get up at all.

Even the golden egg fell to the ground, rolled around twice, and got a lot of grass clippings on it.

Hermione summoned twice as much hot black tea and drank it in small sips, finally feeling much better.

Harry looked envious, "If my Firebolt..."

As he was talking, he seemed to hear something coming through the air, passing through the shadows of the surrounding trees, and shooting into the ground half a meter away from him.

Harry was startled and looked closely, only to realize that it was his Firebolt.

"It..." Harry didn't know what to say. They were probably only a few hundred meters away from the place where the two fire dragons were fighting. The broom did not appear. Now that they had run far away, the broom arrived belatedly.

Is it a little too ridiculous?

Despite this thought, Harry reluctantly stood up and pulled the broom out of the soil.

"Great Hermione, we can leave now!" Harry shouted excitedly.

Hermione waved her hand weakly, "Firebolt... can two people sit in it?"

Harry was stunned, looked at the broom in his hand again, and said uncertainly, "This should be okay, right?"

This...he's really not sure.

But generally speaking, the load capacity of a broomstick is far more than 300 kilograms. With the size of underage wizards like him and Hermione, there is absolutely no problem, but this is a Firebolt.

To put it simply, this is a broomstick that focuses on speed. Since it focuses on speed, many functions will be deleted in other aspects, and load capacity is naturally one of them.

The Firebolt's drive, pedals, branch hoops, brackets and other parts were made by goblins. Everything else was fine. But for the drive, given the goblins' special habit of making light weapons, Hermione had reason to doubt that part. The metal engraved with the driving circle can still be driven when carrying two people?

Just when the two people were staring at each other, not knowing what to do, an angry dragon roar flew over the sky. Hermione and Harry were both startled. They looked up and saw through the tall and thick branches, They could see a dragon circling.

"It's Brachysaurus!" Hermione saw a flash of blue and was very sure of the species of the dragon. "It's chasing us! Wait, why is it always above us? How does it know we're here!"

Harry was also very frightened. You must know that this guy was a terrifying creature that almost set the cave on fire with a mouthful of blue fire!

"I, I don't know either!" Harry said hesitantly, wiped the sweat from his hands, picked up the golden egg rolling on the ground, was stunned for a moment, then raised his head in shock and looked at Hermione. Swallowing, she asked hoarsely, "Hey, Hermione, well, if I accidentally get my sweat on other dragon eggs, can the dragon smell me? Just like a dog... …”

Hermione looked at him in shock, with an expression that seemed to say, are you kidding me?

Harry instantly understood what she meant and almost burst into tears, "Hermione, I think I know why the fire dragon found us..."

Hermione understood what he meant in an instant, and smacked her mouth, feeling helpless and angry, "You, why are you so careless!"

Saying that, she quickly called Harry, "Anyway, let's run! The Brachysaurus must not have been able to determine our specific location. If we run farther..."

Harry shook his head, "No, we can't run away from it. We can't even run away from Lu Wei, have you forgotten?"

Hermione simply couldn't argue.

"Then we can't wait to die here, right?" Hermione gritted her teeth. She found that under the current situation, she couldn't think of any way to deal with the fire dragon.

The wizards are really short of magic spells, lacking the kind of magic spells that can determine victory or defeat with one blow.

No wonder so many people fall into the study of black magic and are unable to extricate themselves. Compared with white magic, black magic is indeed more destructive.

Hermione sighed, but had no intention of becoming a dark wizard. In her opinion, since Principal Dumbledore could defeat many dark wizards as a white wizard, then there must be a very powerful magic in white magic. If No, with her intelligence, it is not impossible to create her own magic.

Wizards only subconsciously researched in the direction of purification, healing, and assistance when creating white magic. If they studied destructive power, Hermione felt that white magic definitely had more potential than black magic.

"Anyway, we can come up with something to attract its attention first." Hermione gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down, "Anyway, you, hang your coat on the tree and see if the fire dragon will be attracted to it... …”

The roar of the fire dragon resounded in the forest, and the ground beneath their feet continued to tremble, causing Robert and Cedric to almost fall to the ground.

"Oh, so fierce." Robert was surprised, "Whose fire dragon is not tied up properly?"

Cedric listened for a while and then said seriously, "There must be more than one fire dragon, right? I seemed to hear the roar of two fire dragons."

"That was probably a fight between two dragons." Robert waved his hand indifferently, "If you ask me, there is no need to care about these fire dragons. After they fight, they can't stop until they are exhausted. It's better to wait patiently and take advantage of it. They can't hit them anymore, it's easier to knock them out."

Cedric couldn't laugh or cry, "What nonsense are you talking about? If that happens, all the staff at the Fire Dragon Sanctuary will be in trouble!"

"Actually, bringing a fire dragon from a protected area to a country is a very outrageous thing!" Robert couldn't help complaining, "What's the difference between bringing an elephant to the Antarctic?"

Cedric argued, "I won't take elephants to the South Pole. Also, do you feel like there is a roar of a fire dragon coming from behind us..."