Chapter 687 Fire Dragon

Although Dumbledore only shouted for a short time, Professor Flitwick couldn't help but tremble.

The sound was so unpleasant that it almost made my ears kill myself.

Professor Flitwick couldn't help but complain that he would never go to strange places with Dumbledore again, even if there was the temptation of drinks!

Unless two bottles!

But at this moment, he finally remembered that this was the voice of a mermaid, or the language of a mermaid, which was a difficult language to learn.

People always say that mermaids use their songs to lure sailors at sea, causing them to lose themselves and their direction, but there is a precondition...

The mermaid must be in the water.

Yes, she had to be the whole fish in the water, not half-submerged as shown in the oil painting.

Otherwise, the mermaid will let you know what it means to have an angel's face, a devil's singing voice, and the sound of a key scratching on the glass is better than this!

Professor Flitwick rubbed his hands nervously.

He is a little afraid of mermaids.

The mermaids in the Black Lake are quite ugly and have big mouths. If you take one bite, his small body will probably be gone. Maybe the mermaids will happily say things like crunchy, highly nutritious, and five-star reviews. Come.

I don’t know if Principal Dumbledore can control the situation.

Just as Professor Flitwick was trembling, a dark shadow appeared under the water and swam towards the shore. Apparently, something was approaching.

An extremely ugly head came over, its mouth half-opened, and it made some deep sounds.

Principal Dumbledore did not lean down to listen, but stood there and said something to her from a distance.

Black Lake Mermaids are a type of freshwater and cold-water mermaids. Their skin is iron-grey and their dark green hair is long and messy, like tangled hemp ropes soaked in the water or seaweed drifting with the current.

The eyes are an unsettling yellow, the same color as those of many higher predators.

Through her open mouth, you can see a mouth full of yellow teeth, and around her neck is a necklace made of pebbles, teeth, gems, etc.

The pendant is a small round mirror.

Professor Flitwick rubbed his eyes.

Hey, why do mermaids have small mirrors?

Can they also polish glass?

No, why do they have glass?

Just when he was confused, Dumbledore turned around, with an indescribably weird expression on his face.

The mermaid nodded to the two of them, turned around, and disappeared into the lake. His thick tail slapped the water, and he slowly disappeared from Professor Flitwick's sight.

"What's wrong? Albus?" Professor Flitwick now has many questions he wants to ask, but he doesn't know where to start?

Principal Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Ah, Flitwick, I'm sorry, I didn't react..."

Professor Flitwick shook his head and said quickly, "It's nothing, Albus, but can you at least tell me what happened?"

Principal Dumbledore rubbed his temples, "Wait a minute, this news is a bit shocking. I have to think about it carefully to make sure I heard it correctly or it was a translation error..."

After a while, he finally raised his head and said with some disbelief, "She said... there is an additional species in the Black Lake. The mermaids found that they like to eat mud and excrement, so they raised them. Now it is the Black Lake." A permanent resident here.”

Professor Flitwick was stunned and scratched his head, "Oh, that seems to be nothing, right?"

"But there seems to be some subtle reaction between that species and the lake snail in their hands." Principal Dumbledore sighed, "They call it the snail shrimp, and it can emit sound waves to change the water flow."

"Tonight's fall into the water has something to do with them. When a snail shrimp was spitting out sound waves, it accidentally deviated from the track and hit the Hogwarts boat, causing the little wizard on it to fall into the water."

Professor Flitwick nodded. This was indeed a big deal. No wonder Dumbledore was a little stunned.

"Then what are we going to do? Kill those snails?" Professor Flitwick rolled up his sleeves, as if he wanted to do something big.

"That's not necessary." Principal Dumbledore stopped him. "In fact, the mermaids don't need our help at all. They have already controlled the situation. Although the snails and shrimps are magical, without the lake snails, those, well, I think It is a shrimp that reproduces very quickly, and there is no way to become a snail shrimp."

"Moreover, because the meat of those shrimps is very good, the mermaids treat them as snacks." Principal Dumbledore looked a little weird. Although there was no evidence, he felt that the guy who raised shrimps in the Black Lake should be one of his A student?

Robert sneezed.

Tonight he sneaked into Professor Sprout's greenhouse.

Because Professor McGonagall was on leave recently, even if she wanted to come back, Principal Dumbledore would refuse her request, so there was one less senior person in the school.

Vice-Chancellor.

The directors decided to elect an acting vice-chancellor, and the matter fell to Professor Sprout.

When the professor found out about this, he felt bad.

"I still have a lot of plants to take care of!!!" Professor Sprout yelled, "Albus! You are causing trouble for me again! Can't you just let Snape do those boring things?"

Then Professor Snape said with a smile, "Your student gave me a big gift. I am thinking about how to thank him now and have no time to worry about the school's trivial matters."

When he said this, his teeth almost broke.

Robert, who had no idea that he had really committed suicide this time, decided to take advantage of Professor Sprout's busy time in the school to steal some spices and so on, so as to perfect the base of his hot pot and fragrant pot.

After all, it’s getting cold and it’s still raining a lot, so you still need to prepare more for peppercorns and so on.

"I just don't know if the test will be the same as before, one by one, or if many people can test together." Robert boredly poked at the devil's net used as a guard in the greenhouse.

This guy has been trained by Professor Sprout to be very obedient. If you let him go east, he will never dare to go west.

It's just that it doesn't want to move now that it's full.

Otherwise, Robert might have to have a serious discussion with him about "who should he listen to in this greenhouse?"

Bypassing the devil's trap, Robert quickly entered a small piece of farmland.

This is a gift from Senior Sister Nico. In fact, she dug several fields in the greenhouse to grow various spices she cultivated herself, which taste good or bad.

The principle is also very simple. Plant seeds from the Muggle world in soil mixed with dragon dung and unicorn blood and see what they will grow into.

Opening the protective circle on the farmland, a fire dragon appeared in front of Robert.

The skin was shiny with oil, the whole body was exuding scorching waves of fire, and the smell of sulfur penetrated directly into the nostrils.

It's a real dragon.