[Comprehensive Yingmei] I'm already a useless dragon

Inside the Forbidden Forest.

The boy with ginger red hair was full of worries about his personal safety. He looked at the dense jungle, but he couldn't hear any sound in his ears. He wanted to reach out and pull his brother's sleeve, but when he raised his hand, he heard "hissing" One sound——

The third-year Gryffindor, who also had light freckles on his face, lowered his head expressionlessly, and saw his younger brother clutching the sleeve of his wizard's robe that was scratched by thorn bushes, staring at him innocently with wide-eyed eyes.

After three seconds.

A standard smirk appeared on Fred's face, and he stretched out his hand to hook his younger brother's neck, as if discussing in a friendly way: "Ron, for the victory of our group, how about you getting out first?"

Ron raised his hand to cover the fragile seedling on his shoulder, and looked up at Fred pitifully, with a sentence written all over his face: 'Won't your conscience ache? '

Fred sighed heavily, wailing in his heart for the thousandth time, why his partner wasn't George!

Although they comforted each other to live with a smile during breakfast, but now he regretted it!Let him go back!

"Wait! Fred! Look at what that is!" At the moment when Fred was filled with remorse, his younger brother exclaimed in a low voice, pointing to the position behind him.

Fred gritted his molars and listened to his surprise, and used the last of his control to look back at what he said—

He swore that if it was something insignificant, he would definitely grab Ron's Miao Miao in the next second...

What came into view was a broom.

To be more precise, it was a broom placed on a tree branch. Judging from the shape and color of the broom, it was a product of the Nimbus series!

A collection that combines vintage oak brooms with the sweeping series he's using!No matter what model it is, this brand is enough to make him excited!

Fred began to fantasize about himself riding a broomstick in the Forbidden Forest to kill all directions, pulling the feathers of geese and the seedlings of people!

Compared with Fred and Ron's team who discovered the new world in the Forbidden Forest, the scene in the castle was once very stalemate!

The house-elves at Hogwarts were very busy, busy sending the contestants who were immediately disqualified back to the auditorium - the sound of their Apparition could always be heard in the air, and the crisp crackling sound could be heard from every corner. Come.

In the hallway outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Opposite Ivan and Draco stood a senior student, with a strong build and a malicious smile on his face, it was enough to make any junior without a wand turn around and run away——

There is no doubt that in this situation where everyone has lost their wands, the advantage of size can completely make the little Miaomiao on their shoulders tremble.

Ivan's eyes fell on his left shoulder, ignoring the happy smile on his mouth.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Draco took half a step back, looked at his teammate with a calm face as if he didn't know what a strategic retreat was, and then looked at the opponent on the opposite side who could beat him three times, and frowned in confusion Head, still chose to speak and said:

"Hey, how about we still..."

As soon as he spoke, Ivan raised his hand and touched his lower lip with his right index finger. His gaze shifted back from the man opposite him, and a slight smile appeared in his indifferent light blue eyes. He said softly:

"Shh, be quiet."

The echo in the corridors of the castle is too loud. Once there is a sound from any direction, it will attract many people who thought they were hunters in the past.

The senior opposite had a smile mixed with excitement. If it wasn't for being inside the castle at the moment, he would definitely choose to tease the two cuties from the lower grades with words first, and then let them go one by one. Instead, appreciate the expressions on their faces as they can only watch their disqualification.

Too bad he didn't know—

The opponent opened up.

After waving his fists like a tank, he was surprised to find that the boy in front of him who should have been honestly beaten by him was no longer in sight. At the same time, he heard a soft 'crack' ring.

He looked back subconsciously, the black curly-haired boy was standing behind him, and the emerald green bean sprout on his left shoulder was already in the boy's hands, and the vibrant emerald green quickly withered and yellowed. , and died quickly as if he had lost his vitality.

He didn't realize how he lost until the house elf led him back to the auditorium full of spectators and losers.

Only Draco, who was on the sidelines, witnessed his failure.

Ivan's movements were so fast that the young master's imagination was beyond his imagination. On the surface, he simply leaned back, moved lightly to the opponent's back, and raised his hand to brush the opponent's shoulder——

But it is this kind of action that seems easy, but it is as difficult as it is to do.

Draco felt that his roommate was even more mysterious, but this was the first time he had seen the dawn of victory in the 10 minutes since the start of the game.

"If it's all at this level..." Ivan let go of his hand, and the debris fell from the gap between his white fingers. He looked at the empty corridor and said something in a low voice.

At this moment, outside the open window next to the corridor, the flow of air changed.

There was a bit of interest in Ivan's eyes. The light blue eyes that were originally calm were like waves rolling up on the blue sea, and his smile was like clumps of waves rolling, which was extremely beautiful.

"Go to the classroom." After Ivan said briefly, he pushed open the door of the unlocked Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, and pulled Draco in. Outside the window, a figure on a broom roared by, his cheers echoing in the air.

Draco stood still at the door of the empty classroom, straightened his sleeves that had been ripped out by Ivan, looked around the classroom and heard the voice outside.

Ivan gave the answer: "Someone found the broom."

The young master of Malfoy's family stared wide-eyed, and his whole face was written: What the hell is there to do? ? ?

"We are participating in the wizarding world competition." Ivan gave him a meaningful look and reminded him.

After finishing speaking, his eyes turned around the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, and saw that besides the usual podium, there was a large cabinet similar to a wardrobe on the podium.

"A wizarding competition... a wizarding competition without a wand?" When Draco thought that even his wand had been confiscated, Draco's tender little face was full of anger.

Ivan walked leisurely towards the cabinet, maybe because he was his teammate today, his patience was a bit more difficult.

After listening to his complaint, Ivan followed his words and continued:

"Maybe you can pick it up?"

picked it up?

Draco frowned with his light-colored brows, and was about to use a scientific tone to popularize the most basic knowledge about the use of wands to his teammate with extremely high force value, such as 'Is the type of wand suitable for everyone? the same'--

However, before he reached the point of his mouth, he recalled a picture in his own mind:

Among the few guests who came to Hogwarts this morning was Ollivander.

If there's no wand in the game, what's he going to do?

Decided to give Hogwarts students a free wand maintenance with great kindness?

Thinking of this, the light-blond Slytherin realized that there was a high probability that his teammate's guess was correct—in some corner of Hogwarts, there must be a wand lying quietly.

There is no doubt that once a wizard has a wand, or happens to find a wand that is closest to his own attributes, then he has an absolute advantage.

While he was thinking, Ivan had already walked to the front of the cabinet.

"Boggart?" Draco asked, walking in his direction.

Ivan didn't give any answer. After his voice fell, he raised his hand and hooked open the cabinet door on one side.

Standing in the cabinet was a person exactly like him, no matter in height or build, including those slightly sunken blue eyes with indifferent emotions.

It was as if there was a mirror inside the cabinet.

Not far behind him, Draco was leaning on the table with his arms folded. Even though he already knew that Ivan was unusual, he still didn't expect that the thing people feared the most in this world was himself? ? ?

A person quietly approached the open door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

The gap in the door was widened silently, and a dark wand was silently pointed at the black-haired Slytherin in the classroom.