Chapter 40 The Dragon Whisperer and Edgar
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
It chases, he runs, and he can't escape with his wings.
John an acceleration.
Someone once said that when you meet a brown bear, you don't need to run faster than the brown bear, you just need to run faster than the people in your company.
Obviously, among the three fellow wizards, John is the youngest, but has the best physique.
He easily surpassed the blood-robed wizard.
The blood-robed wizard who was at the back gritted his teeth, and the Hungarian Horntail opened its teeth and claws.
After opening its mouth, a huge fireball flew out of the Hungarian Horntail's mouth.
"The stump is flying!"
The blood robe wizard swung his wand, pulling the stump to block the fireball before it landed on him.
The fireball hit the tree stump and instantly turned it into charcoal, and the only gap left allowed him to escape.
He turned and stopped, looking fierce.
"Thousands of bullets (oppungno)"
The gravel on the ground flew up and hit the Hungarian Horntail, which made the Hungarian Horntail even more irritated. These attacks did not hurt it, but it made it very irritable.
Seeing that his attack had no effect, the blood robe wizard launched again unwillingly.
It's just that this time before he could make a move, he was smashed by a boulder picked up by the tail of the Hungarian Horntail.
John turned his head to look, the blood-robed wizard was really just.
Fu Rong accidentally fell down while running, she felt a vibration on the ground, and when she turned her head, she saw a boulder rolling over.
"Bones in pieces (Expulso)"
The white light hit the boulder and shattered it, sending the flying stone across Fleur's cheek.
John's expression changed after he shot, and the Hungarian Horntail had swooped down.
The blood-robed wizard was still attacking, but the scales of the Hungarian Horntail were too hard to break.
Seeing the Hungarian Horntail rushing down, the blood-robed wizard could only avoid it.
"Armor Protection (Protego)"
John stood in front of Fleur, and a shield emitting white light appeared in front of him.
The Hungarian Horntail swept out with its spiked tail, and the trees it passed were easily cut off.
Splinters and stones slammed into the shield, and John's feet sank into the ground.
This is not over yet, the Hungarian Horntail roared to the sky under the moonlight.
Its body is covered with black scales, exuding a black iron luster under the moonlight, and has a lizard-like appearance.
It has yellow eyes, bronze horns, and a tail with spikes that are almost bronze in color.
The fifty-foot giant was wreaking havoc, breathing out dragon breath and covering all three of them.
"Dead...dead...dead!"
John kept releasing the Iron Armor Charm to resist, Fleur got up and quickly adjusted, waving the wand in her hand.
"Flame-Freezing Charm"
The flames fell on their bodies and became less hot, and the three struggled to resist in the flames.
"enough!"
A fierce light flashed across John's eyes, and he himself didn't notice that his pupils shrank into vertical pupils at this moment.
After his words came out, the Hungarian Horntail was taken aback.
Immediately after the continuous dragon breath stopped, the Hungarian Horntail stretched its neck and looked around.
Fu Rong was still in shock, she gasped and asked, "What were you talking about just now?"
John used the language of the dragon, which to others sounded like a voice imitating the roar of a fire dragon.
The blood-robed wizard also stopped attacking, and he turned to look at John.
John walked forward step by step, the Hungarian Horntail didn't associate the little guy in front of him with the sound just now.
"We have no intention of offending." John spoke the dragon language again.
Now the Hungarian Horntail finally noticed him, surprise in the big yellow lantern-like eyes.
"It's...you...how do you...know the language of dragons."
The Hungarian Horntail looked down at John, and John took a deep breath, his eyes turned into the vertical pupils of a fire dragon, exuding waves of terrifying coercion from his body.
"My name is John Wick. I have strayed into this place and have no intention of offending you."
John communicated with the Hungarian Horntail, and in order to show sincerity, John lowered his wand.
"You are... the Dragon Whisperer." The anger on the Hungarian Horntail gradually dissipated.
This astonishing scene made the two people present not dare to take a breath. John nodded and said, "I don't know where this is. The port key I was riding in broke down and left here."
"Dragon Whisperer, this is Scandinavia, the Valley of Never Breathing."
Valley of Never Breathing?
John didn't hear the name of this place. Judging from the blood-robed wizard who appeared here, there should be a place with human activities nearby.
This made John breathe a sigh of relief.
He was afraid that he would not know where he was being sent, so he bowed to the Hungarian Horntail to apologize: "Fire Dragon, I hereby offer my apology, and I hope you forgive us for our recklessness."
It's not so much us, it's better to say it belongs to the blood robe wizard.
But now the three of them are grasshoppers on the same rope, so John doesn't care about it for the time being.
The Hungarian Horntail restrained its murderous aura, and lowered its proud head to John, "Dear Dragon Whisperer, Amoham accepts your apology."
The communication between one person and one dragon fell into Furong's eyes, and her pretty face showed an expression of disbelief.
This is dragon language.
Legend has it that the great wizard Merlin could communicate with fire dragons in dragon language, and after him, no one who could speak dragon language has ever been heard of.
Fleur originally thought that John was an ordinary Hogwarts student, but now it seems that he is a descendant of Merlin?
After all, Merlin also attended Hogwarts, so it might be possible.
There was also something strange in the eyes of the blood-robed wizard. His golden eyes were fixed on John, and he unconsciously clenched his wand tightly in his hand.
The dragon talker seemed to have an extraordinary status among the fire dragons. After knowing that John could speak dragon language, Amohan didn't launch any more attacks.
Under John's rhetoric, Amohan finally forgave the revenge of being attacked.
At the same time John also learned the whole story.
Originally, Amohan stayed in the Valley of Never-ending Breath, but this blood-robed wizard who looked like a vampire appeared, and he couldn't help but attack Amohan.
You must know that even a dragon will have the most basic physiological needs. Whether it is a human or a dragon, this place is relatively fragile.
This action relieved Amohan's sleepiness, and he chased and killed him for several hours.
...
A Mohan left, and the crisis of the three was resolved.
The blood-robed wizard hesitated for a while, then came to the two of them, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your help."
"Hmph, if it wasn't for you, we wouldn't have been involved." Fu Rong snorted coldly.
The blood-robed wizard glanced at her and sneered, "I didn't ask you to participate."
"You!" Fu Rong was very angry at his attitude.
"Okay, anyway, it's a good thing to see a living person."
John comforted Fleur, and reached out to the blood-robed wizard, "John Wick, Hogwarts student."
"Hogwarts here?" The blood-robed wizard was a little surprised, and reached out to hold it.
"Heinrich Edgar, student of Durmstrang."
Durmstrang?
John was surprised for a while, he didn't expect to come here.
I've heard this place has a bad reputation because they're not friendly to mudbloods, and they're one of the few schools that accept the Dark Arts.
More importantly, the Meguro Lord Grindelwald, who once dominated Europe, came from this school.
John had heard from Malfoy that he had bragged about going to Durmstrang for school, but Mrs. Malfoy didn't want her son too far away.
"I didn't expect that it would soon cross over to Europe."
John was speechless, whether the doorkey seller dared to throw himself into the heaven or not.
Fu Rong on the side was startled when she heard Edgar's name, and exclaimed, "Edgar, that black magic family."
Not many families would use black magic as a label openly, but Edgar did so.
Each of them is an extremely crazy person, and at the same time, they also like to pursue challenges from the strong.
An Edgar once sent a letter of challenge to Grindelwald, and after being defeated by Grindelwald, he became Grindelwald's loyal subordinate.
So Edgar is also known as the deputy of the strong, and only those who are strong enough can conquer Edgar and use it for him.
John an acceleration.
Someone once said that when you meet a brown bear, you don't need to run faster than the brown bear, you just need to run faster than the people in your company.
Obviously, among the three fellow wizards, John is the youngest, but has the best physique.
He easily surpassed the blood-robed wizard.
The blood-robed wizard who was at the back gritted his teeth, and the Hungarian Horntail opened its teeth and claws.
After opening its mouth, a huge fireball flew out of the Hungarian Horntail's mouth.
"The stump is flying!"
The blood robe wizard swung his wand, pulling the stump to block the fireball before it landed on him.
The fireball hit the tree stump and instantly turned it into charcoal, and the only gap left allowed him to escape.
He turned and stopped, looking fierce.
"Thousands of bullets (oppungno)"
The gravel on the ground flew up and hit the Hungarian Horntail, which made the Hungarian Horntail even more irritated. These attacks did not hurt it, but it made it very irritable.
Seeing that his attack had no effect, the blood robe wizard launched again unwillingly.
It's just that this time before he could make a move, he was smashed by a boulder picked up by the tail of the Hungarian Horntail.
John turned his head to look, the blood-robed wizard was really just.
Fu Rong accidentally fell down while running, she felt a vibration on the ground, and when she turned her head, she saw a boulder rolling over.
"Bones in pieces (Expulso)"
The white light hit the boulder and shattered it, sending the flying stone across Fleur's cheek.
John's expression changed after he shot, and the Hungarian Horntail had swooped down.
The blood-robed wizard was still attacking, but the scales of the Hungarian Horntail were too hard to break.
Seeing the Hungarian Horntail rushing down, the blood-robed wizard could only avoid it.
"Armor Protection (Protego)"
John stood in front of Fleur, and a shield emitting white light appeared in front of him.
The Hungarian Horntail swept out with its spiked tail, and the trees it passed were easily cut off.
Splinters and stones slammed into the shield, and John's feet sank into the ground.
This is not over yet, the Hungarian Horntail roared to the sky under the moonlight.
Its body is covered with black scales, exuding a black iron luster under the moonlight, and has a lizard-like appearance.
It has yellow eyes, bronze horns, and a tail with spikes that are almost bronze in color.
The fifty-foot giant was wreaking havoc, breathing out dragon breath and covering all three of them.
"Dead...dead...dead!"
John kept releasing the Iron Armor Charm to resist, Fleur got up and quickly adjusted, waving the wand in her hand.
"Flame-Freezing Charm"
The flames fell on their bodies and became less hot, and the three struggled to resist in the flames.
"enough!"
A fierce light flashed across John's eyes, and he himself didn't notice that his pupils shrank into vertical pupils at this moment.
After his words came out, the Hungarian Horntail was taken aback.
Immediately after the continuous dragon breath stopped, the Hungarian Horntail stretched its neck and looked around.
Fu Rong was still in shock, she gasped and asked, "What were you talking about just now?"
John used the language of the dragon, which to others sounded like a voice imitating the roar of a fire dragon.
The blood-robed wizard also stopped attacking, and he turned to look at John.
John walked forward step by step, the Hungarian Horntail didn't associate the little guy in front of him with the sound just now.
"We have no intention of offending." John spoke the dragon language again.
Now the Hungarian Horntail finally noticed him, surprise in the big yellow lantern-like eyes.
"It's...you...how do you...know the language of dragons."
The Hungarian Horntail looked down at John, and John took a deep breath, his eyes turned into the vertical pupils of a fire dragon, exuding waves of terrifying coercion from his body.
"My name is John Wick. I have strayed into this place and have no intention of offending you."
John communicated with the Hungarian Horntail, and in order to show sincerity, John lowered his wand.
"You are... the Dragon Whisperer." The anger on the Hungarian Horntail gradually dissipated.
This astonishing scene made the two people present not dare to take a breath. John nodded and said, "I don't know where this is. The port key I was riding in broke down and left here."
"Dragon Whisperer, this is Scandinavia, the Valley of Never Breathing."
Valley of Never Breathing?
John didn't hear the name of this place. Judging from the blood-robed wizard who appeared here, there should be a place with human activities nearby.
This made John breathe a sigh of relief.
He was afraid that he would not know where he was being sent, so he bowed to the Hungarian Horntail to apologize: "Fire Dragon, I hereby offer my apology, and I hope you forgive us for our recklessness."
It's not so much us, it's better to say it belongs to the blood robe wizard.
But now the three of them are grasshoppers on the same rope, so John doesn't care about it for the time being.
The Hungarian Horntail restrained its murderous aura, and lowered its proud head to John, "Dear Dragon Whisperer, Amoham accepts your apology."
The communication between one person and one dragon fell into Furong's eyes, and her pretty face showed an expression of disbelief.
This is dragon language.
Legend has it that the great wizard Merlin could communicate with fire dragons in dragon language, and after him, no one who could speak dragon language has ever been heard of.
Fleur originally thought that John was an ordinary Hogwarts student, but now it seems that he is a descendant of Merlin?
After all, Merlin also attended Hogwarts, so it might be possible.
There was also something strange in the eyes of the blood-robed wizard. His golden eyes were fixed on John, and he unconsciously clenched his wand tightly in his hand.
The dragon talker seemed to have an extraordinary status among the fire dragons. After knowing that John could speak dragon language, Amohan didn't launch any more attacks.
Under John's rhetoric, Amohan finally forgave the revenge of being attacked.
At the same time John also learned the whole story.
Originally, Amohan stayed in the Valley of Never-ending Breath, but this blood-robed wizard who looked like a vampire appeared, and he couldn't help but attack Amohan.
You must know that even a dragon will have the most basic physiological needs. Whether it is a human or a dragon, this place is relatively fragile.
This action relieved Amohan's sleepiness, and he chased and killed him for several hours.
...
A Mohan left, and the crisis of the three was resolved.
The blood-robed wizard hesitated for a while, then came to the two of them, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your help."
"Hmph, if it wasn't for you, we wouldn't have been involved." Fu Rong snorted coldly.
The blood-robed wizard glanced at her and sneered, "I didn't ask you to participate."
"You!" Fu Rong was very angry at his attitude.
"Okay, anyway, it's a good thing to see a living person."
John comforted Fleur, and reached out to the blood-robed wizard, "John Wick, Hogwarts student."
"Hogwarts here?" The blood-robed wizard was a little surprised, and reached out to hold it.
"Heinrich Edgar, student of Durmstrang."
Durmstrang?
John was surprised for a while, he didn't expect to come here.
I've heard this place has a bad reputation because they're not friendly to mudbloods, and they're one of the few schools that accept the Dark Arts.
More importantly, the Meguro Lord Grindelwald, who once dominated Europe, came from this school.
John had heard from Malfoy that he had bragged about going to Durmstrang for school, but Mrs. Malfoy didn't want her son too far away.
"I didn't expect that it would soon cross over to Europe."
John was speechless, whether the doorkey seller dared to throw himself into the heaven or not.
Fu Rong on the side was startled when she heard Edgar's name, and exclaimed, "Edgar, that black magic family."
Not many families would use black magic as a label openly, but Edgar did so.
Each of them is an extremely crazy person, and at the same time, they also like to pursue challenges from the strong.
An Edgar once sent a letter of challenge to Grindelwald, and after being defeated by Grindelwald, he became Grindelwald's loyal subordinate.
So Edgar is also known as the deputy of the strong, and only those who are strong enough can conquer Edgar and use it for him.
