Chapter 228

Chapter 377: Brainless and Unhappy

Although the dragon could not see the direction, Nietzsche could use magic to lead it forward without worrying about hitting any buildings or falling into the ground.

This was a trick he often used with Smaug before, but because there was no rein, he had to use more effort: use magic to gently squeeze the lower part of the dragon's throat, about the soft scales on the chest.

At first, the dragon was a little resistant, and it took about five minutes to get used to the feeling of being touched on his body...

"No, no, no, it's just a dragon." Nietzsche shook his head, which was subconsciously diverging his thoughts, and curbed those wonderful fantasies.

The cool breeze soothed him, and the cotton candy-like white clouds around him gradually extinguished the excitement in his heart. After the dragon was away from the city and the dungeon, it spread its wings and glided, gliding among the green and brown mountains.

Nietzsche held the Hufflepuff gold cup tightly and breathed in the humid air.

Narcissa should have got the replica of the Hufflepuff Cup by now, and she will definitely give it to her son... Nietzsche certainly remembers the protection that the Malfoys gave Draco, especially in the current situation where the family has fallen on hard times.

From Lucius taking the lead in attacking the Ministry of Magic to Narcissa replacing Bellatrix now.

The Hufflepuff Cup is a ticket, a ticket for Draco to escape from Britain and the Death Eaters, and the timid and cautious Voldemort will not refuse it. He hopes that someone can take the Horcrux away.

"Okay... the next step is the Forbidden Forest..." Nietzsche lay on the dragon's back, holding the gold-plated scales tightly with both hands.

He looked at the sky that gradually turned cobalt blue, and remembered in his heart that the "Dragon Breeding Manual" mentioned that the Norwegian Ridgeback dragon liked aquatic creatures. In this case, his dragon should run to the seaside for a stroll.

And the centaurs always said that Smaug would come back from time to time to take a look, so he would not be too far from the Scottish Highlands. According to the dragon clusters and the distribution area of ​​Muggles, Smaug is roughly off the coast of western Scotland.

The half-blind dragon felt the touch on his chest, tilted his body slightly, and began to change direction.

From the city to the town, and finally the fields and villages, all of them swept behind Nietzsche. The shadow of the golden dragon passed through the Little Minch and North Minch Straits, and landed on a circular island before the sun disappeared on the coastline.

This is the uninhabited Hebdi Islands. The fire dragon ignored Nietzsche who jumped off his body and turned to rush to the middle of the sparkling freshwater lake to drink water.

Nietzsche walked through the woods and lay on the beach to rest temporarily, but he never dared to relax his vigilance easily:

The dragons living in the Hebdi Islands are aggressive by nature, and each one needs at least a hundred miles of territory. Who knows if they have come to the territory of one of the Hebdi black dragons.

At the same time, he waited for a long time, and the golden dragon behind him went into the sea to hunt but did not find any suspicious figures. It was not until the sun completely set that he was surprised to find that many black dragons seemed to deliberately avoid this area when returning to their nests.

This was not a good sign, and Nietzsche's heart sank.

"Be careful!" He shouted at the giant dragon that buried its head in the seawater and swallowed the fish.

Perhaps it had been locked up in the dungeon for too long, and the dragon had no sense of threat to the surrounding environment...it even had trouble catching a fish.

It was also with the last rays of light before the sun set that Nietzsche distinguished that the dragon under the golden scales was a Ukrainian iron belly.

He turned his head and saw that the black dragons on the other side of the river were guarding their own territory, with dozens of bright purple eyes staring at this side, but they dared not move, which gave him an absurd idea in his mind:

'These dragons are watching a joke. '

How else to explain it?

Dozens of black dragons stared at an empty territory, knowing that there was only a wizard and a scarred golden fire dragon here, but they did not dare to come, and would rather fight with their companions dozens of miles away.

Just as Nietzsche was on guard against the group of black dragons in front of him, a young whale fell from the sky and hit the golden iron belly directly, splashing water like a small torpedo.

A dragon that was much taller and more ferocious than the Ukrainian iron belly swooped down and pinned its opponent to death on the beach with just two claws, letting the sea water pour into its mouth that wanted to spit fire.

This was a black dragon that attacked as fast as a fin-stabilized armor-piercing projectile fired from a gun, but there were no sharp vertical chitinous shells on its back, and there were no sharp spikes on its tail, but it was very smooth.

Obviously, it was a Norwegian ridgeback dragon, and Nietzsche had only seen one fire dragon of this size.

Before the fire dragon pierced the head of the golden iron belly with its fangs, he raised his magic wand to repel the opponent and asked tentatively: "Smaug?"

Nietzsche was not sure because he did not see the pear wood armor.

The Norwegian Ridgeback flapped its wings, turned its head slowly at a speed that was not in line with its combat state, and blinked its familiar orange eyes.

"Roar?" She pressed down on Iron Belly's head with her left forelimb and also let out a puzzled roar.

"Is it really you?!" Nietzsche raised his wand high, and the light from the illumination spell illuminated the "Donut" island. He pointed at his face excitedly and said, "I, Nietzsche! Yes, I'm still alive!"

The fake beard on his face had long been burned during the trip to Gringotts, revealing the face underneath... hypocritical, conceited, extremely hypocritical, and a bit of saviorism.

Of course, this is not Nietzsche's self-deprecation, but Smaug's reaction.

She first looked down at the golden iron belly that she was holding down so hard that she could only slap the waves out of it. After slightly releasing her claws under Nietzsche's gaze, she immediately spurted out blazing flames forward without hesitation.

Through this flame, Nietzsche saw the anger, grievance and unwillingness of his own dragon...

He originally thought that Smaug was just like Hermione who hated him for leaving without saying goodbye, but judging from the subtle movements, it seemed that he was venting his grievances more.

This female Norwegian Ridgeback seems to be saying: "It's a shame that I'm still so worried about you. It's okay to leave without saying goodbye for half a year. On the first day we met, you led another dragon to my territory?!"

Hmm... Although there is no dragon language in this world, that's probably what it means.

"Armor for protection!" Nietzsche held the wand with both hands and kept thrusting forward. He used rune magic to resist the flames while saying, "I can explain! My dear, it's just my new friend!"

This kind of flame is not comparable to that of Golden Iron Belly. Her flame is not only hotter, but also very dense. The sand wherever it passes is burnt black, and it also reflects little silver light in the moonlight.

Nietzsche stared, thinking: I'm afraid I don't want him to die.

But the flames were only used to confuse Smaug's hind limbs, and the whole dragon followed the flames and rushed over. When the fire curtain dissipated, she had already appeared in front of Nietzsche.

Nietzsche suddenly regretted it, and he even began to blame the horseman in his heart for teaching so many messy things.

However, he did not feel a violent impact. On the contrary, after Smaug rushed in front of him, he just rolled it up gently with his tail, like a lizard shrinking its tail.

"Is it too late for me to admit my mistake now?" Nietzsche dropped his wand with relief after his feet lifted off the ground.

The thing that worried him the most happened. Sure enough, his fire dragon was even more difficult to coax than Hermione. It seemed like this was going to be a protracted battle.

Chapter 378: Fire Dragon’s Support

The downed trees were built into a simple bonfire. The Norwegian Ridgeback and the Golden Ironbelly lay on both sides of Nietzsche. They were both listening to the delicious sizzling of the fat from the young whale meat dripping on the fire. Voice.

Fire dragons can't understand human speech, and they don't have all kinds of complicated thoughts like humans, but this doesn't affect their tacit understanding.

The cold sea breeze swept over the uninhabited Hebrides Islands, which made Nietzsche squeeze next to the claws of the fire dragon. In this silent company, Smaug gradually let down his guard.

"Torn apart---"

His spell was like a precise scalpel. Under the influence of his will, the roasted tender meat was evenly divided into three parts.

The whale meat and fat are divided into many small squares, but they are connected to the fish skin which is as tough as rubber. When you bite it, you can feel the rich buttery flavor, and the taste is closer to beef.

To be honest, it didn't taste good.

The golden iron belly looked aggrieved after being beaten, but he did not dare to make any mistakes despite the absolute gap. This attitude made the Norwegian Ridgeback on the opposite side very satisfied.

Smaug's tail served as a cushion for Nietzsche, and his gathered wings protected him from the corrosive sea breeze.

Nietzsche got tired of it after just a few bites, but just as he was about to put down the whale meat, he heard a suspicious snort from above his head, so he had to continue to bite the oily fish meat in small bites.

"Come back with me..." Nietzsche patted his tail first, and then pointed in the direction of Hogwarts. .

Smaug hesitated for a moment, and as soon as he lowered his head, he found that Nietzsche was looking up at it from bottom to top, so it quickly turned its head away and pretended not to see it.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Nietzsche said to himself happily.

Not everyone can enjoy being protected by a fire dragon. He looked at the fire in a trance, sleepiness and relief emerging from under the starry sky at the same time. In the end, he decisively chose to lie back on his back.

Under the moonlight and the bonfire, in the middle of a community of fire dragons, he planned to sleep peacefully.

Without any extra thoughts or actions, he closed his eyes so comfortably under the fire dragon that the Ukrainian iron belly licking his wounds on the opposite side was surprised - it didn't understand how a person and a dragon could be in harmony.

Nietzsche stopped paying attention to the things around him. His completely relaxed posture made Smaug tighten his tail.

When Nietzsche woke up the next day, he opened his eyes and found that he was surrounded by a circle of Hebdirian black dragons. After careful observation, he was surprised by the scene in front of him:

Those black dragons did not show an aggressive posture. On the contrary, they all buried their heads low.

Well, it seems that in the past days, Smaug was not idle and did nothing. He used his fangs and the flames in his throat to establish a position that would not be shaken in the fire dragon community.

"It's time to go!" Nietzsche whistled and waved towards his Eternal Fire Dragon.

Then Smaug ignored him. She first arrogantly roared at the black dragons with an unclear warning, then passed him by and rushed straight into the woods and towards the freshwater lake in the center of the island.

Immediately afterwards, as Smaug churned, some silt protruded from the bottom of the lake and was dug out. Looking at her appearance, it seemed that she was collecting some treasure.

"You...still keep those things?" He had a rough guess in his mind.

Smaug ran around in the lake happily, like a dog who found a Frisbee and wanted to be rewarded.

"Sweep away!" Nietzsche waved his magic wand, cleared the sticky mud and sand, and revealed the original appearance of the things that were buried deep.

As expected, it was a complete set of protective armor made of pear wood.

Nietzsche didn't expect that they were just hidden under the sand, and not a single part was missing. The scratches and cracks on them were in sharp contrast to the sword wounds on the golden iron belly.

At this time, Smaug also revealed her purpose - she folded her wings with spikes and lowered her head.

Nietzsche used brute force to lift a half-man-high pearwood helmet, and put a ‘crown’ on Smaug under the gaze of dozens of black dragons. Then he waved his magic wand and equipped him with armor and arm guards...

But after doing all this, the fire dragon did not raise its head. She waited until Nietzsche climbed up and then stood up.

They began to rise gradually. Nietzsche looked down and found that the weak and huge golden iron belly took a few steps forward, raised its head and tried to catch up, but was trapped in place by some bad injuries.

"We will come back again!" He rubbed Smaug's chest with magic and said loudly.

The Norwegian Ridgeback understood what he meant. Although it roared reluctantly, it continued to spit out a ball of fire and flew around the circular island to circle the territory.

Some black dragons were very dissatisfied with this way of managing the territory and wanted to fight for it, but Nietzsche and Smaug's dive attacks quickly dispelled their ideas.

He watched the Hebrides become smaller and smaller, and silently saluted the sick golden iron belly.

This was unexpected about Smaug's change, but Nietzsche liked this benign change because it gave him more possibilities.

After they passed through the canyon, they began to descend and began to fly along the dark green mountains. The wind pressure pressed the world of reeds into shape, making the grass as tall as a person ripple like a lake.

Smaug knew the way by himself. When they passed through the grass, a forest suddenly appeared in front of them-the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"Fly higher." Nietzsche gently pulled the rope around his armor.

With air superiority, he began to scout several extra communities on the edge of the Forbidden Forest: the giants were the most obvious, and it could be seen from the fallen trees that they had taken root here...

When the shadow was about to approach those communities, in order not to disturb the prey, Smaug began to rise vertically, hiding himself and Nietzsche in the clouds.

They spun and observed the ground through the gaps between the clouds.

It is not known whether the centaurs took the initiative to retreat or the defense began to be strained, but the forest area outside Hogwarts has begun to fall, and the fallen trees have taken on a funnel shape - spreading from the edge to the inside.

Finally, Smaug folded his wings and fell into the shallow waters of the Black Lake in a dive.

They are back.

Chapter 379 Formal meeting at Hogwarts

PS: Seeing the suggestion of the book friends, Fox decided to add a chapter of the Dragon Knight later (funny

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Nietzsche's feet touched the ground, and he saw several centaurs who came after hearing the news: they looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise and enthusiasm... surprised at the Dragon Knight, and enthusiastic about the Norwegian Ridgeback that was larger than it should be.

The Forbidden Forest, its queen is back.

They went to the world of centaurs, which excited the centaurs like the wind in the Sahara Oasis.

Along the way, you can see many centaurs suffering after Some applied herbs to the wounds, some were wearing down weapons, and quenching the nerve-paralyzing poison on the arrows. Nietzsche had seen it from the sky before, and the situation was not optimistic.

"Continue to evacuate the defense line, don't get entangled with those stupid giants and monsters." Bain, with a sad face, stood at the gate of the tribe and said.

The slight vibration caused by the dragon's walking was transmitted to his beating heart, causing him to turn around unconsciously. After seeing the fire dragon, he immediately smiled, and his eyes lit up with the light of "hope".

"You... Great, you finally Here she comes!" Bain said excitedly.

Smaug followed Nietzsche with a proud look on his face. Her huge body made some foals feel fearful. It was a natural oppression from the top of the food chain.

Bane looked up and looked at the dragon in front of him, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"She... is stronger than before?"

Nonsense, she eats whales and sharks every day, and fights with the local black dragons of the Hebrides for territory every day. How can she not be strong?

"That's called cute." Nietzsche noticed the teasing in the other party's words, and he was already happy in his heart. Blooming.

"You call this 'cute'? Seriously?" Bane noticed a few clusters of orange flames flying out of the dragon's fangs, and quickly changed his words, "Of course, it makes sense if it's you."

This is true, Nietzsche caressed the hard scales affectionately, which made Smaug's tail shake unconsciously.

Their arrival relieved the pressure in Bane's heart, and the other party's tone was less heavy than before, and he began to talk more unconsciously.

"Why don't you wait for me here?" Nietzsche looked at the small door in front and turned around and said.

But Smaug didn't understand what he meant, and continued to follow him and Bane into the room. His tail was wagging happily like a dog's tail, and it accidentally tore down the stone wall around them.