All things are three at Hogwarts

The black dragon is obviously very affectionate towards Luna, and Mibo is very jealous.

"Ever since Kachix was born on that day with the huge storm, Mibo has never seen him with such a good temper!" Mibo couldn't help but sigh.

When Luna heard Mibo's words, she paused her hands slightly, looked at the black dragon, and said softly: "I was also born on a day of a big storm."

"You don't like the name Kachix, right?" Luna stroked the black dragon's face and whispered softly, "Why don't I just call you Drogon?"

Drogon nuzzled Luna's hand gently with his massive head.

Allen and Hermione heard Luna's words and looked at each other. What's the difference between raising a dog and naming it "dog"?

"Normally, dragons don't have such a close relationship with any creature. Perhaps Luna made it feel maternal love, and it seemed to regard her as its mother." Allen looked at Drogon, who was particularly close to Luna, and reluctantly Can't help but think about it.

"Luna, it's time for us to move on. Drogon..." Allen looked at the black dragon who was particularly close to Luna and hesitated to speak.

"It should be free." Luna stroked Drogon gently, then turned away.

"Hey, you guys." Mibo looked at Allen and Luna who were leaving, and then at the ferocious black dragon, feeling confused.

"We have done what we promised you, found Drogon." Allen shrugged and continued to move forward.

Mibo timidly wanted to get closer to Drogon, who was no longer in a cage. However, as soon as Drogon looked at him, he immediately ran away in despair.

Drogon ignored him and strode forward, following behind Luna.

Hermione saw the majestic Drogon and couldn't help but want to get closer, but Drogon's unfriendly eyes made her stop.

Drogon stared at Alan and Hermione warily, and then followed Luna as a protector.

"Luna, after all, this is an ancient black dragon with a cruel temperament. You have to be careful." Allen reminded.

Drogon suddenly looked at Allen with dangerous eyes.

Luna turned around and patted Drogon's body gently. Drogon turned his head and pressed close to her behind, appearing very intimate.

"It's obviously only cruel to other people." Hermione muttered in disgust.

The three people and one dragon continued to walk forward. Several torches gave off a dim light in a dim hall. The two rows of stone pillars on the left and right of the hall were wrapped with dragon reliefs.

Six majestic werewolves poured out from the other end of the hall, waving javelins and running towards Allen and the others.

Allen and the others repeated their old tricks and continued to use the killing curse to deal with these werewolves.

Following these six werewolves, sporadic werewolves continued to emerge.

Allen, Hermione and Luna kept waving their wands, and green light flew out one after another, taking away the lives of the werewolves one by one.

Suddenly a burst of hot breath came from behind. Alan ignored the attacking werewolf in front of him, grabbed Hermione and jumped to the side in a hurry.

Black-red flames spurted out from Drogon's mouth like lava, and several ferocious-looking werewolves were sprayed head-on. They roared in the blazing flames, covered in black, and then fell down and turned into ashes.

Luna was shocked and immediately realized that Drogon was trying to help her get rid of her enemies.

In order not to accidentally injure Allen and Hermione, Luna simply walked quickly ahead.

Drogon strode after him, deliberately avoiding Luna in front of him as he breathed fire.

Seeing this, Luna simply walked over to Drogon and patted his body.

Drogon tilted his head, and after understanding Luna's meaning, he hesitated for a moment, did not resist, and allowed Luna to easily turn over and climb up.

"Drogon, left." Luna rode on Drogon's back and designated the attack position for the black dragon in a trance.

Hermione looked at Luna intently, feeling a little embarrassed. She was doing something murderous in such a casual and irrelevant tone.

Drogon turned his head, opened his mouth, and blazing flames rushed towards the werewolf on the left.

In this way, Drogon carried Luna and cooperated with Luna's command, spraying blazing flames and burning all the werewolves he encountered along the way to ashes.

Alan and Hermione followed them easily and arrived at a collapsed house smoothly.

There are still some gorgeous reliefs on the walls of this room, but most of them have long since collapsed and shattered.

A rusty dragon-shaped shelf stood in the middle of the room, and the iron tray in the dragon's mouth was empty.

There are two rows of simple wooden bookshelves in front of the north and east walls. The bookshelves are filled with various books and scrolls.

A crude wooden table is placed in the middle of the house. On the table are some transparent glass bottles and jars. The roots of the plants inside are either curled up into balls or stretched exaggeratedly.

There were several cauldrons beside the wooden table, but they were empty.

The southern wall has completely collapsed, revealing a huge underground cave.

Fungi glowed faintly on the walls and ceiling, making the pale plants around them even more sickly.

The collapsed walls have been completely buried by underground vegetation, and the occasional exposed rubble is like an island in a sea of ​​moss.

Several people walked along the cave, and an extremely huge ancient tree appeared in front of them.

A circle of stones half as tall as a man surrounds the big tree. There are also various plants growing in the wall, as well as some pale saplings with suspicious shapes.

On the trunk of the big tree in the middle of the wall, the fungus exudes an evil light. Two shadowy branches twisted upward, like a skeleton struggling to lift its arms from the dirt.

A male human and a female human stood under the tree, and a three-foot-long tree frog lay beside one of them.

The werewolf leader sat on a throne, with six of his werewolf guards standing around.

Drogon swaggered in with Luna on his back, and the six werewolf guards immediately stood up warily.

Drogon didn't hesitate at all. When he saw the werewolves he had killed along the way, he spit out black and red flames without hesitation.

The five werewolves at the front howled in pain, their hands weakly slapping the flames, and their entire bodies were scorched black in the flames, then turned into ashes.

The remaining werewolf said with a happy face, "Kaqix, you still remember that I am your breeder, right?"

He began to tentatively approach Drogon, but Drogon did not attack him, which made his face look happy.

"Kachix, good boy, Kachix..."

He stretched out his hand and leaned toward Drogon, who also poked his head toward him.

At this moment, Drogon opened his huge mouth and swallowed him from head to toe.

"Its name is Drogon." Luna sat high on the dragon's back and patted Drogon.