Chapter 736 Fire Dragon Blanket

Regardless of the curse, Robert had already packed up the fire dragon that had caused trouble and was killed, and was about to send it to the place where he had stored the fire dragon before.

Inexplicably, there is an illusion that squirrels are stocking up on food before winter comes.

Robert had a strange expression and told himself in his heart that this food cannot be eaten because it is to protect animals.

Although he has the intention to bring the big guy back, Buckbeak strikes out.

This beautiful hippogriff's eyes were almost as wide as copper bells, and it exuded the meaning of "absolutely not".

Robert was a little surprised, "You don't want to take this fire dragon with you?"

After looking at Buckbeak's size and then at the Horntail's, Robert suddenly understood, "Do you think... it's too big?"

Buckbeak nodded, with a hint of certainty.

In this way, the Horntail is about 15 meters tall, while Buckbeak is only 3 meters tall. Looking at it this way, Buckbeak's rejection is reasonable.

It really may not be able to move this fire dragon.

This is a bit troublesome...

Robert has never tried to use the levitation spell while flying. It's not that it can't be used, but the levitation spell is like adding magnetism to something, and the wand is like a magnet, which can make objects Take items with the levitating charm with you.

But there is also a range limit for taking it with you. Basically, if it exceeds 5 meters, you can float wherever you like.

Buckbeak's speed is very fast, and it is also the top speed among flying magical creatures. After all, it is a high-quality hippogriff that has been well practiced in escaping. It has a pair of strong and powerful wings that can bring... Infinite kinetic energy.

Robert was a little doubtful whether his floating spell could control the fire dragon within five meters of him...

Well, wait, it seems that there is no way...

If the flying broomstick can fly because the metal contained in it has been subjected to an alchemical process similar to the flying spell, then if he engraved a flying magic circle on this half-dead fire dragon, wouldn't it mean that he has an extra one? Leather flying carpet? !

Robert's little eyes began to move.

"Yah!" The strong wind blew in his face, and Robert's hair style was so magical that it seemed like every hair was about to break up with his scalp, but he still refused to let go.

The faint tingling of the scalp and the merciless beating of the cold wind produced a wonderful chemical reaction. It was a pleasant feeling that satisfied the dual desires of flying and speed.

So at this time, the most refreshing thing is to empty your mind, let your energy sink into your Dantian, and roar.

Buckbeak obviously thought so too, so he roared very happily, and his screams echoed in the Forbidden Forest, causing many magical creatures to flee in shock.

After eating, the purple moss turned into a bracelet again and returned to the wrist. As long as it was fed, it could be left alone for a long time. It reached a consensus with the basilisk. The beast, Robert might have forgotten that it actually needs to eat.

At his feet is the top predator in the magical world, the fire dragon. With this creature as a flying carpet, although the speed is a bit derisory, the momentum is indeed a bit scary.

Even though this fire dragon is now seriously injured and dying, the pressure it carries still makes the timid herbivorous animals below tremble.

Even some carnivores hesitated and hid in their lairs, preparing to avoid the limelight.

Speaking of which... there seems to be no magic spell that can make people fly freely in the magic world, but there are many magic spells that can make objects fly. People can naturally fly when they stand on those objects that can fly. .

It's like the legendary flying sword.

So the question is, how can Voldemort fly?

At first, Robert took it for granted that he could fly because he was already a soul. As for ghosts, isn’t flying a basic skill?

But after actually seeing Professor Quirrell and catching a glimpse of his flight, Robert didn't think so.

He had reason to suspect that Voldemort's robes were actually made from the corpse of Voldemort.

Because in the entire magical world, only the Voldemort Bat can move so quickly, floating without a trace of breath, like smoke, leaving no trace.

Even dementors can't do that. The coldness and loss of all positive emotions that accompany their appearance cannot be eliminated at any cost.

Now that we know that Voldemort's robe is made from the corpse of Voldemort, are there any conditions for making a similar one?

If Robert had not left school in the second year, he might have had such a thing in his collection, but now...

After being driven away by Ms. Mary, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, the whereabouts of the Voldemort Bat became a mystery. It is not easy to find it, especially because they like the heat. They are most active only during the summer vacation. moment.

To put it simply, seeing a voluptuous bat that Christmas might have been a lifetime of luck for the little badgers.

After flying in the sky for a long time, Robert got a little tired of it, and even Buckbeak, who was originally in high spirits, felt a little tired.

The speed is too slow...

Naturally, the speed of the artificial flying dragon blanket cannot be compared with that of a living Hippogriff. After flying slowly and high in the Forbidden Forest for half an hour, Robert could not find a familiar road.

If it weren't for Buckbeak, who had access to the Forbidden Forest, he wouldn't have dared to boldly go on his way.

One person and one beast looked at each other and saw the boredom in each other's eyes, but they couldn't ignore the fire dragon at their feet. Forget it if they didn't see it, they have been brought back now, so abandoning it would be a bit too much.

"Speaking of which...where did the Ridgeback go?" Robert said to himself, "What else is there deeper in the Forbidden Forest? Can you go and see it?"

Buckbeak neighed and shook his big head. He didn't know whether he was saying "I don't know" or "Don't go."

"Really..." Robert understood what it meant, "Don't you dare go deeper."

Buckbeak began to exhale from his nostrils, seeming a little unconvinced, but also somewhat fearful of going deeper into the Forbidden Forest.

"Since you are a little uneasy, then don't go." Robert comforted, "Isn't your life pretty good now? You have friends and a lot of food. If you really want to take risks, you can form a team of Hippogriffs. It’s safer to go with the winged beast, isn’t it?”

Buckbeak tilted his head, looked at him, and stopped neighing, seeming to agree with this point of view.