Chapter 343 The melee of the fire dragon
Now, Kyle finally understood what Charlie meant just now.
A Hungarian Horntail roared and sprayed dragon flames, completely breaking the peace around it.
Immediately afterwards, various fire dragons flew up like kites, roaring and spitting out hot dragon flames.
The dragon keepers took out their broomsticks as quickly as possible and flew away from the field.
"Damn it, Norberta just laid the dragon eggs!" Holman rushed out anxiously, "Why is it so early this time? Don't they need a rest?"
"Stay safe, Kyle!"
Charlie stuffed the scones in his pocket, got on his broomstick and followed.
In the blink of an eye, most of the people around him disappeared.
The remaining people also put away their smiles and quickly left the venue.
"Let's go too." At this time, Newt came to Kyle, "Are you bringing a broomstick? If not, there should be a spare here."
"Yes." Kyle took out his Nimbus 2000 and asked doubtfully: "But where are we going? Should we go with them to break up the fight with the fire dragon?"
Next to him, Edward Lima, who was passing by, paused when he heard this and turned his head to look at Kyle.
Boy, your idea is very dangerous.
To break up the fight with the fire dragon?
This kid must be a Gryffindor!
"Of course not. Newt smiled and shook his head, explaining: "We can't stop the fire dragon from fighting, and we can't do this.
The fire dragon is a proud creature. If a wizard intervenes, this kind of battle will never end.
For protected areas, this is a necessary process. "
Kyle followed Newt and flew deep into the reserve, stopping on a hill.
"Then what are we going to do."
"It's very simple. Treat those fire dragons that have failed the battle and have given up. Don't let them die."
Newt pulled out three large bottles and handed them to Kyle.
"This is the magic potion needed to treat the fire dragon. The instructions for using it are listed above. Please take a moment to read it and make sure you don't make a mistake."
Kyle quickly took the bottles.
The largest bottle bears a label that reads, "Burn, Apply."
There is also white fresh essence, which Kyle knows. It must be used to treat scratches and bites.
The label on the last bottle said sleeping potion... not water of life and death, but a more powerful potion for animals.
Kyle looked down at the potions, while Newt stared intently at the melee in the sky.
after a long time……
The sky was getting darker and darker, and by nightfall, the fighting still showed no sign of subsidence.
During this time, Kyle collected a total of two bottles of dragon blood, a small bag of dragon scales, seven broken teeth, and half a claw.
These had fallen from the sky, and there were more elsewhere, but too far away for Kyle to reach.
And it's not just him.
On another hill far away from them, a small black spot was moving quickly, collecting all the dragon scales and teeth on the ground.
It was a house elf, but I don't know who brought it.
It's too far away to see clearly.
Moreover, those house elves almost all look the same, even if Kyle sees them clearly, he may not be able to recognize them.
The melee lasted from the afternoon into the night.
There are no searchlights in the Fire Dragon Sanctuary, but the dragon flames in the sky illuminate the surrounding area.
About half an hour later, a light blue Swedish Brachysaurus suddenly fell from the sky and crashed into a nearby forest.
"Is this considered a defeat?"
Kyle was about to go over and take a look, but he was stopped by a hand after taking only two steps.
Newt shook his head, "Not yet, just wait."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dragon struggled to fly again.
"We have to wait until the fire dragons voluntarily admit defeat, or are on the verge of death and fall into a coma before we can treat them."
Newt said: "Calm down, this is destined to be a very boring process."
"But what if you encounter those stubborn species who refuse to admit defeat." Kyle looked at the Swedish Brachysaurus in the sky that could not even fly stably.
It was competing with an Australian opaleye for a lake and valley, and its wings were almost broken.
Of course, the Australian oval eye wasn't much better either. Half of the dragon blood collected by Kyle was contributed by the two of them.
"If you don't admit defeat, you can only wait for another situation." Newt said: "For the fire dragon, losing consciousness during the battle is equivalent to failure, but that situation may be more troublesome for us. .”
Another ten minutes passed...
The Swedish Brachysaurus fell from the sky again. Its left wing was completely broken, hanging limply on the side, and a section of its tail was missing.
Australian Opal Eyes came down soon after, holding down its head with its claws and trying to bite off its neck.
The Brachysaurus immediately let out a short and sharp neighing sound...
"It gave in..."
Before Kyle could finish speaking, Newt had already left the hill, his movements so agile that he didn't look like a man in his nineties.
Australian Opal Eye also opened its mouth, sprayed a ball of dragon flame into the sky in a victorious manner, then spread its wings and flew away.
When Kyle rushed over, Newt was checking on the Brachyrhinosaurus.
In fact, this work is not as simple as imagined.
Originally, it would be annoying if he lost... The angry dragon sneezed on Newt regardless of whether they were here to help with the treatment or what they were doing.
A ball of flame grazed his hair and fell on the tree behind him.
Newt was already used to this situation and took out his wand skillfully.
"Collapse!"
The short-nosed dragon shook its head, and although it didn't completely faint, it finally became a lot quieter.
"The rest is up to you." Newt applied the white essence on its neck and said without looking back.
Kyle sighed.
As a co-author, he is a translator, right...
But how can I put it, this kind of thing doesn't happen once or twice, and he is used to it.
It's just that I was chatting with invisible beasts, birds and snakes before, and now I'm chatting with fire dragons. There is essentially no difference.
Kyle walked up to the Swedish Brachysaurus head and said a few words to it.
After realizing that he could understand the words of this human wizard, the Brachysaurus raised his head in surprise.
But soon, it felt a lot more comfortable in the injured area, and then closed its eyes slightly.
Its throat moved and it made a soft grunting sound.
Hearing this sound, Newt smiled and said: "Sure enough, it is much more convenient to bring you here, otherwise I would have to use potions to quiet it down.
Was it just expressing gratitude? "
"no……"
Kyle's mouth twitched, "Actually, it's scolding us for being nosy, and the scolding is very unpleasant."
Newt's hand holding the bottle paused.
"If you want me to say forget it."
Kyle said angrily: "White essence is so expensive, so using it on your body is a bit of a waste."
