[hp] stay out of it

Bruce has already started to act on the field.His wand was lowered, and he walked forward with seemingly ease, heading straight for the Welsh green dragon, who seemed a little irritable due to the sudden attention of many people.

Bagman dutifully said in the commentary booth: "Boyle didn't seem to take any measures, and walked directly towards the dragon? Yes, that's right, he really didn't cast a single spell...he has approached Yes. The green dragon issued a long//groan of warning, and the dragon hunters on the sidelines seemed to rush in to control the situation in the next second, and the medical staff were already in place... What exactly is Boyle going to do? Let Let's try to put some faith in this fantastic purebred and wait and see how he responds."

"It looks like it should be a magic with a distance limit." Dan Qi touched his chin and made a reliable judgment.

Sure enough, Bruce stopped suddenly in the next second, and the green dragon's reaction was even more disturbing, as if it was about to spew out flames in the next second and reduce this tiny wizard to ashes.

Bruce didn't waste a second, he jerked his wand up - the action enraged the dragon, it also opened its mouth wide, and a raging flame gathered in its throat - Bruce chanted the spell quickly, even though everyone in the arena It was the exclamation of the audience, and I could tell what he was reading from the shape of his mouth.The spell was all too familiar.

Even if only in memory.

I squint my eyes.

……

In the living room, Helen pulled Vincent and asked him and Bruce, "Two little purebloods, let's play a game...will you fight a duel?"

With an outsider named Bruce beside him, Vincent no longer acted so gentle and obedient in front of his mother. He raised his chin proudly, and glanced at Bruce, who was a bit embarrassed: "Of course I will."

Bruce received a perfect education in the Boyle family since he was a child, so he naturally knew the rules of dueling.The two children stood far away on both sides of the living room, and the game was about to start smoothly.

Helen started the pre-match mobilization. She walked to the other side of the living room and tidied up the meticulously dressed Bruce: "Little boy, don't dress so seriously. Maybe, loosen your tie? Be more casual, you will be more attractive... ...Oh, look at your eyebrows and eyes..." Helen traced Bruce's cheek with her fingers: "It really looks like your father... Really. Your father is really the most upright and noble wizard in the world... ..." Helen said ironically.

"You have such a father..." There was a hint of "don't blame me" in Helen's tone, and she turned to leave, but Bruce grabbed her skirt.

"Ma'am, are you my mother?" Bruce looked over with clear eyes, "I know Mrs. Boyle is not my mother."

Helen said in a low voice: "I sincerely hope that I hope not."

Bruce went on to say that he was immature and elegant from the noble etiquette he was taught since childhood: "I want to have a family, madam. Can I be a part of this family?"

Bruce's eyes were full of hope and longing, and Helen turned her head to meet Vincent's savoring eyes."If you win," she promised with interest.

Helen returned to Vincent's side, and she touched Vincent's head: "Do well, let me see... After all, you are my child, your father's child..." Your father is another People, not that sleazy Boyle man.

Vincent's fighting spirit was ignited, but he didn't kill Bruce with one blow - he wanted to show his level more.

Even though he has learned a lot more spells than children of the same age, Bruce is no match for Vincent who has followed Helen since he was a child.He fired a few faint spells that seemed harmless, and Vincent didn't even hide too far away. He just tilted his head or moved his steps, and he could dodge these attacks lightly.

This situation didn't last for a few minutes, and Vincent soon felt impatient, and he looked back at Helen while Bruce was panting.Helen nodded at him.

Vincent randomly chose a highly difficult porcelain stone spell, and he recited the spell: "Frozen and snowy."

The spell hit Bruce.This was a spell that had a freezing effect on the internal organs. Vincent's magic power was not strong. Bruce did not die immediately after falling to the ground. His face was pale, his lips were purple, and he curled up on the carpet.

Win or lose is decided.

Vincent stepped up, thinking about what to use to give him the final blow.But Helen suddenly changed her mind somehow, and with a wave of her wand, a heavy blanket was wrapped around Bruce.In fact, it didn't work, because the spell took effect from the internal organs, but Bruce's sad expression eased a little bit.

"Vincent is your own brother. He hurt you, can you forgive him?" Helen knelt down and asked.

This is tantamount to acknowledging that Bruce is his own son in disguise. These words even cheered up the trembling Bruce a lot: "Well, of course... We are brothers, family members. I will take care of him, cough cough, I have that responsibility."

Vincent looked even more dissatisfied, but Bruce didn't see it.

Helen tucked her wand into her cuff after hearing this, leaned over and hugged Bruce, "You have to get treatment in time."

She drove to the gate of Boyle's house, leaving an unconscious Bruce in the car. "Looking forward to seeing you next time," she said, whether Bruce could hear or not.She took Vincent's hand and apparated away with a thud.

Before leaving, she glanced at Vincent who was greatly relieved, rubbed Vincent's curly hair, and laughed: "You are so jealous..."

She looked at Vincent's face and made a grimace: "Sirius really gave me the best gift-you don't know Sirius yet? This is your father's name." Then she squeezed the text tightly Senter's hand, Apparated out of the country.

It was the first time Vincent knew that his father's name was Sirius. He was distracted by this, so he didn't have the mind to deal with the overwhelming pressure of the follower's transfer. The next second he arrived on the streets of London. He was dizzy and fell down. Retching on the ground several times, Helen laughed wantonly.

……

Bruce stood opposite the dragon with an elegant posture, as if he was not facing a violent giant lizard, but another elegant wizard.

"Frozen and snowy." I easily recognized the mouth shape.

Bruce's spell shot through the dragon's gaping mouth, hitting the inside of its mouth - which had no scales or magic to protect it.The giant dragon froze, and even the flames that were finally condensed were quickly extinguished, and the whole body began to tremble.Bagman thought that the dragon was going to make some shocking destructive tricks, so he yelled to get Bruce out of the way, and the dragon trainers even opened the small door of the barrier and rushed in.After all, the green dragon is covered with thick scales, and no one can see or imagine that it is shivering from the cold.

Madame Maxime knew something, and she signaled to the dragon trainers not to interfere with the game.

The trembling of the dragon at this time was already very strange, everyone felt strange and excited, and began to talk about it, but Bruce didn't bother to look at the dragon again, and walked slowly towards the target dragon egg among the boulders.Bagman's excited loud voice echoed in the arena: "What a risky move, Mr. Boyle chose the inside of the dragon's big mouth as the attack point—this is much easier to hit than the eyes, but it is also more dangerous— Doesn't he realize that if he misses, he will be burned to ashes in the flames?"

"You should be more worried about that dragon." I sat up subconsciously just now, and now that everything is going well, I leaned back and leaned back, thinking that Bagman really missed the point. "Now this kind of fierce guy has become a rare thing." animal."

The dragon trainers finally sensed that something was wrong, and they all rushed to the nearby area. From a distance, they seemed to be in a commotion.One of them gestured to the rostrum, and then turned his attention to the dragon, all kinds of sparks shot out from the tip of his wand.Bagman said excitedly: "Look what's going to happen? Oh, Merlin's beard, this is the second warrior. This kind of thing has already happened: it's not the warrior who was carried down for first aid, but the dragon !"

No one could catch what Bagman said afterward, as the audience erupted, students debated Bruce's risky personal safety, and the professors seemed more interested in his use of magic he had never heard of. Be interested.

From different angles, the three people next to me were obviously curious about the guy on the field, but all three of them kept silent without asking anything.

"That's porcelain stone magic." I broke the silence, and the three of them saw that I didn't care much, and immediately asked three questions.

"Didn't Boyle's family have no porcelain stones for a long time? Where did he get the magic of porcelain stones?" Danqi asked, staring warily at Bruce who got the golden egg in the middle of the field.

"What is the effect of that magic? It actually hurt the dragon!" Benelli looked at the green dragon that was moved down by the wizards together with the floating spell, "Is the magic in the porcelain stone so powerful?"

"Is he also Helen's child?" Sirius asked a probing question, "How is your relationship?"

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Make up for the lack of the previous two days XD Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!