The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

"It's a dragon... a dragon..."

In the middle of the night in the forest, Harry looked numb under the invisibility cloak as he looked at the giant creature locked in four fences in front of him.

"what sound?"

There were two extremely tall people standing next to her. Ms. Maxim looked around, and Hagrid quickly interrupted.

"We can get closer."

The two of them walked toward the fence that closed the dragon. The darkness surged behind them, and Harry poked his head out.

"Did you see it? Bai...that's a dragon."

Because he tried to lower his voice, his final voice was a bit hoarse.

The air twisted, and Mo Bai lifted the illusion spell.

"I saw it."

Seeing that he was as calm as ever, Harry felt much calmer.

"How...how do you deal with it?"

"It's just a dragon, it's not difficult to deal with..."

Harry opened his mouth.

What does it mean to be a dragon? !

"But, I also have to deal with it..."

"You..." Mo Bai glanced at him, "You can go and prepare a dress now, make it more gorgeous."

"What? Are dragons sensitive to gorgeous things?"

"No, you will die looking good."

Harry:…………

thank you.

But after this interruption, Harry was not so panicked.

Perhaps it was because I had been speculating about what the first trial would be, and my heart was entangled in the fear of the unknown.

And when the fear materialized in front of the fire dragon, the fear dissipated.

All he could think about now was how to survive.

"dragon?!"

Early the next morning, they all arrived in the Chamber of Secrets, Ron and Hermione's eyes widening.

As one of the most powerful creatures in the world, they not only have flesh and sharp teeth that can easily tear apart any creature, but also have scales that are highly resistant to magic.

Normally, more than six experienced adult wizards are needed to subdue a dragon.

Let current students face a one-stop process?

Isn't this a joke?

"What to do? Harry."

Hermione frowned and searched the bookshelves in the secret room.

"Are you ready to face a dragon now?"

"Apparently not."

Harry let out a breath as if trying to blow out his lungs.

"Have some tea."

After a sip of warm black tea, Harry felt much calmer.

He looked at Mo Bai.

"Aren't you nervous? You have to face a dragon."

Mo Bai smiled, "I'm very nervous."

You better be.

"Bai, do you have any books on dragons here?"

"This is only "The Twelve Uses of Dragon's Blood"."

Hermione rolled her eyes wide.

"Be serious! Harry is about to face a dragon! You can't help him on the field!"

Harry suddenly felt as if his parents were giving him advice.

"Eye."

Everyone looked at Mo Bai and he put down his cup.

"A dragon's eyes are not protected by scales. You can use magic to target its eyes."

"Really?" Harry was delighted.

"As long as you can avoid its violent counterattack due to injuries."

Thinking of the huge size and sharp teeth he saw last night, Harry's eyes lost their light.

"I'll be slapped to death."

"Of course if you only have a wand, but aren't you a good flyer?"

"But, the rule is that only wands are allowed..."

When he saw Mo Bai's meaningful eyes, Harry had an idea.

"Oh! Can I use the magic bag?"

Mo Bai rolled his eyes, how could this kid be so smart and stupid at other times.

"Flying curse."

"Oh yes!"

Harry clapped his hands.

In the past two years, they have been practicing magic spells in the secret room in their spare time. After Mo Bai's guidance, they have become familiar with magic spells such as the Flying Curse.

"But, can I really avoid the dragon's attack?"

Mo Bai stood up.

"Just think of this as a special Quidditch game. You've almost never been hit by a Bludger."

Really, he has never been hit by a Bludger since he came on the field. Even when he faced a crazy Bludger controlled by Dobby in his second grade, he was unharmed.

"You're still worried," Mo Bai looked at Hermione.

"Hermione, give him that."

Hermione's eyes widened.

"Are you ready?"

"There is an experimental product for him to try. I have to leave first."

Hermione knew what he was going to do, so she pursed her lips and suppressed her smile.

"Go."

Mo Bai disappeared from the spot, and both Harry and Ron looked at Hermione.

"What kind of experiment? Are you going to experiment on Harry?"

Ron makes a fuss every day.

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"What a mess, come with me."

With their curiosity filled, the two followed Hermione to a corner of the secret room.

Only then did Harry realize something was wrong.

"Where is the basilisk corpse that was here?"

"It took more than a year for you to find out."

Hermione chuckled, took out her wand and tapped it in the air.

There seemed to be ripples in the air, and a transparent wall of light flashed away.

She picked with the tip of her staff.

In the surprised gazes of the two people, the air in front of them was lifted up like a piece of cloth, and Hermione leaned in.

After a while, she poked her head out.

"What are you doing standing around? Come in."

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

Since the secret room incident, this has been their base camp in their spare time. Why don't they know this place?

Following inside, they were stunned.

It looked like a studio inside. One table was filled with information and books, and the other table was filled with instruments they couldn't understand.

The corpses of the basilisk were piled nearby. There were almost no intact parts of the body, and the white bones were exposed in the air.

"This……"

"Welcome to Mo Bai's studio."

Seeing the two silly geese, Hermione chuckled.

"Do you think Bai just sits there drinking tea and reading every day?"

pat.

She photographed two boxes.

"Do you still remember the spell from before? Bai has perfected it. It can release the spell without any magic power and can be used for self-defense by you."

Harry took it and opened it. There was a thick stack of charms inside, with magic spells written on them. Fine lines were outlined with blue ink around them, and there seemed to be light flowing around them.

Just looking at the appearance is a work of art.

"I remember you didn't let us take this..."

Ron muttered.

"Then give it to me!"

Hermione glared.

"I don't!" Ron hugged the box tightly.

“That was then and this is now.”

Hermione curled her lips, "Your current spell level will not be affected by the use of foreign objects. Besides, you don't think that Harry's name automatically appears in the Goblet of Fire, do you?"

Both of them looked serious when they mentioned this.

No matter what the reasons were for doing this, it was certainly not the expectation that fourth-year Harry would win honors for Hogwarts in the Triwizard Tournament.

Someone is trying to kill Harry.

"But, no foreign objects are allowed in the competition."

"This is just brought to you by the way, this is what Bai said."

Hermione pointed to the side.

Harry looked then and his eyes lit up.

A human-shaped stand came into view, with a robe draped over it.

The robe is gray, with rugged lines on the surface, and the hem is uneven, making it look a bit shabby.

But upon closer inspection, those lines are all bright lines, and there are two scales on the shoulders.

The overall look has a simple charm.

"This is a piece of clothing made by Bai himself. We only have this sample for now."

Hermione's eyes were full of pride, "This is the crystallization of Eastern and Western technology."

"You can call it snake scale robe."