Chapter 311 The Man Who Rammed the Fire Dragon Frontally

At this point, the cracking of this potion or curse finally has an idea.

It lacks a subject, a wizard.

There is another part missing, which can be deduced from the 'secret method of transformation', and can also be deduced from the 'flame strengthening'. These three parts are definitely one.

At the same time, it still lacks an object of blessing, the daughter.

This complete set has built a powerful power system for the witch tribe, and at the same time completely framed their way of life. This is no longer a matter of ancestors' rules, but it is what their tribe relies on for survival.

And the secret should be firmly in the hands of the 'priest'.

After all, regardless of whether the wizard is voluntary or not, this approach is a bit too evil.

Passed down for thousands of years, there are definitely many people in the wizarding world who know the secrets of this tribe, at least the school list provided by Hogwarts, and the Ministry of Magic will also have it.

They always want to see if those little wizards who haven't entered the school will become silent people with great harm.

But as long as this kind of thing is not brought to the table, it is not a problem in the field of high-end wizards.

At least the Ministry of Magic didn't want to mess with those lunatics from the Witch's Horde for this.

Unless a reporter reports this incident to "Today's Prophet" and let everyone know, it will be different. People always like to stand on the moral high ground and point out things that have nothing to do with their own interests.

For the next period of time.

Anton was like a madman almost every day, immersed in the joy of interpreting this curse.

Reverse the potion liquid that the Dalal witch soaked in when she gave birth, and thoroughly analyze this curse into a potion along the thinking of the witches of the past generations.

Anton doesn't know why the witch tribe only likes to use herbs. Maybe their tribe has some kind of vegetarianism, but he doesn't have so many restrictions.

Using the characteristics of animal potion materials, many steps can be easily simplified.

He somewhat guessed that Amanda's parents were both human wizards, Megan's mother was a witch, and her father was the magical animal Great Pyrenees.

It's a mixed race. (Although it is the same father)

Even if you think about it further, this kind of secret law inheritance from generation to generation, does everyone in the witch tribe have the blood of the magical animal Great Pyrenees?

If this is the case, then they may have some restrictions on the materials used for potions.

In the end, Anton looked at the formula in front of him silently.

He didn't dare to say that he had thoroughly analyzed all the secrets of the witch tribe. After all, they have been improved for thousands of years and have their own unique magic.

But at least according to the other party's thinking, he made a formula that completely replaced the 'Secret Transformation' and 'Unknown Potion of Childbirth'.

However, when he looked at this potion, it looked like the secret method of ancient wizards to tame magical animals.

It is not an evil thing to absorb the power of magical animals and strengthen oneself. Too many wizards have similar research. Anton can find countless such knowledge in the restricted section.

After all, even Muggles know how to slaughter animals, eat meat and drink soup to supplement nutrition, which is the normal biological behavior of nature.

the only difference.

It's just that the potion of the witch tribe has an extra step, which is to transform the wizard into a great white bear.

tut tut~

Anton couldn't help but think of the dark fairy tale that the old wizard Fiennes mentioned.

Of course, what Anton is doing now is just to decipher other people's secrets according to his own thinking.

As for the improvement of the 'flame-strengthening body potion' requested by the witch tribe...

Anton has no clue for now.

He more or less felt that the Witch Tribe was trying to get a fart.

If the Great Pyrenees turned into flames to strengthen his daughter so that he would not die, then he could continue to strengthen it infinitely!

Moreover, the tribe can accumulate great pyrenes, this powerful magical animal from generation to generation. It has great power, a speed of 70 yards, high magic resistance, and retains human thinking. It is already very powerful.

If the 'flame strengthening body potion' is really improved, the witch tribe can have a lot of great white bears.

That……

It's not impossible, unless they provide enough benefits for Anton, otherwise he is absolutely unwilling to give them the formula, provided that Anton has researched it.

"Interesting thought."

Anton was able to analyze these in a few days. In addition to the knowledge accumulated in the past years, he also had the formula idea of ​​"making werewolf potions" that he had developed.

That's why the potion of 'Great Pyrene Bear Makes Potion' was released.

By way of ritual magic.

Ritual magic is not systematically passed down today, scattered all over the world, and no one has sorted it out.

From the simplest "pen fairy" to the complex "resurrection ceremony" (the kind of resurrection of Voldemort), it has added a lot of weirdness and fun to the mystery of the wizarding world.

Anyway.

The research can be said to have come to an end, and Anton still needs to continue to study in order to have enough ability to make an improved formula for 'flame strengthening'.

As he sorted out his notes, he packed up all the materials.

At this moment, there was an exclamation from downstairs.

All the way from the Forbidden Forest, Anton froze for a moment, walked to the balcony on the second floor and looked down.

It was Hannah, with disheveled hair, blood on her body, and a tear in the hem of the wizard's robe.

Hannah looked up and saw Anton, and quickly shouted in surprise, waving her arms, unable to hear what she was saying.

Anton frowned, and before he had time to tidy up, he stuffed all the materials, potion materials, notes, etc. into a snuff box, and quickly jumped off the balcony.

Under the effect of the Levitating Charm, he landed gently in front of Hannah.

"What happened?"

"It's Neville and the others!" Hannah said with tears on her face, "We met a black fire dragon, it was very scary."

Anton blinked, "A black fire dragon?"

Hogwarts Forbidden Forest has this thing?

Could it be the dragon that Hagrid secretly raised? He remembered that the dragon that Quirrell bought Hagrid with his last savings was a Norwegian Ridgeback, and this kind of dragon was jet-colored.

But he clearly remembered that the dragon was sent to each of Ron's Charlie Weasleys by Harry and the others.

It is impossible for Hogwarts to raise fire dragons. This is a compromise between the school and the Ministry of Magic. Dumbledore has absolutely no intention of challenging the sensitive nerves of the Ministry of Magic.

"and after?"

Anton looked at her solemnly.

"I dug a cave on the mountain wall with vines, everyone fled in, and Hagrid blocked the entrance of the cave."

"I didn't have time to go in. Hagrid saved me and told me to come back and get help."

Anton raised his finger, and an image of the Forbidden Forest composed of light and shadow appeared in front of the two of them. This was the map that George and Fred had worked so hard to draw in the Forbidden Forest to make the game "Return".

"Point out where they are!"

Hannah glanced at the map in amazement. On the edge of the forest map, there was a golden five-pointed star flashing, indicating their current location.

She hurriedly looked along the route she ran back.

The map moved quickly with her field of vision, keeping her field of vision at the very center of the map.

"Here!" Hannah pointed to the location in front of the mountain wall, and a huge golden exclamation mark suddenly appeared on the map.

Anton nodded, put down his wand, lightly caught the broomstick flying from the hut, and straddled it neatly.

Meanwhile, a broomstick floats beside Hannah.

"Go to Dumbledore and fly straight into the sky. He's on the highest floor. Get to the window. He'll see you."

Shh~~

Anton kicked his feet, and the strong power of the Firebolt instantly sent him flying into the sky.

The Firebolt's acceleration was extremely fast, accelerating to 241 kilometers per hour in ten seconds or so, and Anton felt that everything in his field of vision was rapidly reversing.

He had to be extra careful, after all, he didn't have Harry Potter's magical dynamic motor vision nerves, if he accidentally bumped into a flying animal in the forest at such a speed...

He felt that he and the other party were definitely going to die together.

Quickly releasing the Iron Armor Curse on himself, he ran the Bionic Charm again to turn his skin into dragon skin.

Shhhhhh~~~

Anton finally saw the small hill from a distance. George, Fred and Neville hid at the cave entrance, waving their wands and casting spells at the black fire dragon in the sky to interfere with it.

Neville's full body binding spell had already been released in style, and he had even begun to involve the 'partial body binding spell'. In view of the powerful magic resistance of the fire dragon, Neville chose to continuously release the binding spell on the right wing of the fire dragon, trying to find a way to affect the balance of its flight.

George and Fred's spells are much more interesting.

A ray of light shot out from the tip of their wands, which was connected to the fire dragon, apparently using some kind of spell to continuously interfere with it.

As a result, the dragon's tongue becomes very long.

It turns out that dragons also need mouths to cast magic.

Such as the extremely strong flame breath.

Of course, the three of them can only make some interference, and cannot cause substantial damage to the fire dragon.

Standing in front of the cave to block some, is an unusually tall figure, Hagrid.

The clothes on his body were scratched by the fire dragon's sharp claws, and Hagrid's arched muscles could be seen on the cracked opening. Sometimes Hagrid's fist would knock the fire dragon into the air.

The thick back muscles twisted, giving him body strength far beyond that of a fire dragon, like a terrifying war god.

Blood flowed out from his wound, and after a while, the wound was clamped by thick muscles and closed.

This is a man who can ram a fire dragon head-on.

Anton exclaimed, "Hold the grass!"

He had known Hagrid's strength for a long time, and he was surprised by this fire dragon.

A feathered dragon that looks like a bird, except that the feathers are not pink, and there is no magic effect that can release rain, just like its own sub-dragon species!

In other words, this fire dragon with a terrifying aura of black magic all over its body...

What a fat ball!