Chapter 342 It's time for you to catch up
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Duan Wei Li Mao
Chapter 342 It’s time for you to catch up
Before coming to the Fire Dragon Reserve, Kyle thought the atmosphere here would be tense.
It turned out that it was so peaceful here... There were no burning dragon flames, and no roaring roars. Although you could see flying fire dragons in the sky, there were only one or two of them.
And all the people around were chatting together in small groups, as if it was an old friend's party.
Charlie didn't explain too much about this, he just patted Kyle on the shoulder and said meaningfully:
"If you came one day earlier, you wouldn't think so. I can only say that you have caught up with the good time."
Charlie took Kyle around for a while, feeling that the time was almost up, and then returned to the previous venue.
There were a lot more people here than before, and some of them looked similar to Charlie, with dark skin, about 30 years old, wearing rough clothes and heavy boots, and they were all dragon breeders at a glance.
The other ones are different, they are dressed in strange ways, and they are older.
"They're all Fantastic Beasts experts everywhere."
Charlie introduced in a low voice: "The person next to the ambergris tree with the house elf is Mrs. Rozinow of North America, and she is the only person in North America who is allowed to domesticate dragons privately."
"And across from him, that bearded man is Mr. Cotter. We have three dragons here that were all sent by him..."
"The one who is talking to Mr. Scamander is Professor Locknell of Beauxbatons. The rune horse bred by him is quite famous in the entire magic world..."
Charlie introduced everyone in detail, while Kyle listened carefully and wrote down their names one by one.
Not many people, including Newt, there were only twelve.
As for their assistants, Charlie didn't say anything, probably because he didn't think it was necessary.
To put it simply, an assistant doesn't deserve to have a name, just be familiar with it.
"I always thought you only had muscles in your brain." Kyle sighed: "I didn't expect you to know so many people, and you even knew them from as far away as North America... Dragon breeders also have requirements for cultural knowledge."
"How do you talk, what do you mean you only have muscles in your brain!" Charlie said dissatisfiedly, "I have six NEWT certificates, so even if I want to be an Auror, I have no problem."
"Okay, I'm wrong." Kyle spread his hands noncommittally, "Then let me put it another way, when you raise dragons, do you need to take time to see the deeds of those experts on magical animals?"
"Of course not." Charlie said, "It's exhausting to take care of dozens of fire dragons here every day, and also have to deal with those cunning poachers. If I have extra time, I might as well sleep for an hour. .
In fact, we have already made the list of invitees a month ago, just familiarize yourself with the photos before they arrive. "
That's right.
Kyle remembered that Charlie's worst subject was the History of Magic recited by the main examiner. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't waste time memorizing so many people's names.
At noon, the Huolong Reserve prepared a lunch for everyone.
Here, don't think about exquisiteness, primitiveness and roughness are the eternal themes.
Every piece of bone-in meat that has just been stewed is bigger than a fist, and there is no extra seasoning, completely maintaining the original flavor of Tebo warthog... although this taste may be a bit unacceptable to ordinary people.
There is no limit to the baked bang bang hard noodles, which taste full of satiety, and one piece can last for a day.
Kyle felt a little full after eating only a small half.
Seriously, if this thing was a little harder, it would be rock cake 2.0, and Hagrid would probably like it very much.
During the meal, Kyle also saw Chris, but he didn't come forward to say hello.
Because he was accompanied by many well-dressed wizards, presumably they should be people from the Romanian Ministry of Magic.
They were also eating bone-in meat and baked bread, and they ate it with relish. One who seemed to be the leader didn't even feel satisfied after eating it, so he asked for another one.
"Hi Charlie!"
At this time, a burly middle-aged wizard ran over from a distance, "Someone told me that you brought a child, is it your brother?
But he's not red-haired... Forget it, no matter who it is, it's very dangerous here now, you'd better send him out as soon as possible. "
"Holman, you misunderstood." Charlie explained: "He is not my brother, but Mr. Scamander's assistant."
"assistant?!"
"Yes, I saw them come together with my own eyes." Charlie said, "And he is already 14 years old, which just meets the minimum age requirement to enter the reserve."
"Oh..." Holman looked at Kyle in disbelief.
Although it is still hard to believe, since Charlie has said so, there should be no problem.
He smacked his lips.
Everyone else's assistants are either house elves or adult wizards around 30 years old. Only Mr. Scamander has a 14-year-old child with him... which is really unique.
only……
Holman looked at Kyle in a daze, hesitating whether to send someone to protect him next.
But the problem is that they don't have enough manpower. They are already a bit stretched. If another person is assigned, no one knows if there will be any accidents.
But it doesn't matter.
One of Mr. Scamander's traits is that he is too focused when facing Fantastic Beasts.
What if he didn't keep an eye on the child due to his negligence...
Or, find an excuse to keep him outside?
"You don't need to worry about him at all, Holman..."
As if guessing his thoughts, Charlie smiled and introduced part of Kyle's experience to his colleague.
Escaped from the dark wizard Oren, and saved a classmate by the way, defeated the werewolf in St. Mungo, and won the second class medal of the Order of Merlin for this...
Hearing these words, Holman was taken aback for a while.
Although he also thought that the person who could be brought by Mr. Scamander would definitely not be an ordinary brat, but he did not expect the other party to be so unusual...
Holman frowned, he was not as big-hearted as Charlie.
My good fellow, the 14-year-old member of Sir Merlin, I can't find another one in the whole magic world.
This kind of genius can't be hurt even more. Sure enough, let's find a reason to let him stay outside...
But before Holman could say anything, an angry dragon roar suddenly came from around.
People raised their heads subconsciously.
In the valley in the distance, a huge black figure soared into the sky, spouting a ball of flame almost forty feet in mid-air.
It's like a switch is flipped.
In the next second, the roars of the fire dragons began to sound from all directions one after another.
……
Before coming to the Fire Dragon Reserve, Kyle thought the atmosphere here would be tense.
It turned out that it was so peaceful here... There were no burning dragon flames, and no roaring roars. Although you could see flying fire dragons in the sky, there were only one or two of them.
And all the people around were chatting together in small groups, as if it was an old friend's party.
Charlie didn't explain too much about this, he just patted Kyle on the shoulder and said meaningfully:
"If you came one day earlier, you wouldn't think so. I can only say that you have caught up with the good time."
Charlie took Kyle around for a while, feeling that the time was almost up, and then returned to the previous venue.
There were a lot more people here than before, and some of them looked similar to Charlie, with dark skin, about 30 years old, wearing rough clothes and heavy boots, and they were all dragon breeders at a glance.
The other ones are different, they are dressed in strange ways, and they are older.
"They're all Fantastic Beasts experts everywhere."
Charlie introduced in a low voice: "The person next to the ambergris tree with the house elf is Mrs. Rozinow of North America, and she is the only person in North America who is allowed to domesticate dragons privately."
"And across from him, that bearded man is Mr. Cotter. We have three dragons here that were all sent by him..."
"The one who is talking to Mr. Scamander is Professor Locknell of Beauxbatons. The rune horse bred by him is quite famous in the entire magic world..."
Charlie introduced everyone in detail, while Kyle listened carefully and wrote down their names one by one.
Not many people, including Newt, there were only twelve.
As for their assistants, Charlie didn't say anything, probably because he didn't think it was necessary.
To put it simply, an assistant doesn't deserve to have a name, just be familiar with it.
"I always thought you only had muscles in your brain." Kyle sighed: "I didn't expect you to know so many people, and you even knew them from as far away as North America... Dragon breeders also have requirements for cultural knowledge."
"How do you talk, what do you mean you only have muscles in your brain!" Charlie said dissatisfiedly, "I have six NEWT certificates, so even if I want to be an Auror, I have no problem."
"Okay, I'm wrong." Kyle spread his hands noncommittally, "Then let me put it another way, when you raise dragons, do you need to take time to see the deeds of those experts on magical animals?"
"Of course not." Charlie said, "It's exhausting to take care of dozens of fire dragons here every day, and also have to deal with those cunning poachers. If I have extra time, I might as well sleep for an hour. .
In fact, we have already made the list of invitees a month ago, just familiarize yourself with the photos before they arrive. "
That's right.
Kyle remembered that Charlie's worst subject was the History of Magic recited by the main examiner. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't waste time memorizing so many people's names.
At noon, the Huolong Reserve prepared a lunch for everyone.
Here, don't think about exquisiteness, primitiveness and roughness are the eternal themes.
Every piece of bone-in meat that has just been stewed is bigger than a fist, and there is no extra seasoning, completely maintaining the original flavor of Tebo warthog... although this taste may be a bit unacceptable to ordinary people.
There is no limit to the baked bang bang hard noodles, which taste full of satiety, and one piece can last for a day.
Kyle felt a little full after eating only a small half.
Seriously, if this thing was a little harder, it would be rock cake 2.0, and Hagrid would probably like it very much.
During the meal, Kyle also saw Chris, but he didn't come forward to say hello.
Because he was accompanied by many well-dressed wizards, presumably they should be people from the Romanian Ministry of Magic.
They were also eating bone-in meat and baked bread, and they ate it with relish. One who seemed to be the leader didn't even feel satisfied after eating it, so he asked for another one.
"Hi Charlie!"
At this time, a burly middle-aged wizard ran over from a distance, "Someone told me that you brought a child, is it your brother?
But he's not red-haired... Forget it, no matter who it is, it's very dangerous here now, you'd better send him out as soon as possible. "
"Holman, you misunderstood." Charlie explained: "He is not my brother, but Mr. Scamander's assistant."
"assistant?!"
"Yes, I saw them come together with my own eyes." Charlie said, "And he is already 14 years old, which just meets the minimum age requirement to enter the reserve."
"Oh..." Holman looked at Kyle in disbelief.
Although it is still hard to believe, since Charlie has said so, there should be no problem.
He smacked his lips.
Everyone else's assistants are either house elves or adult wizards around 30 years old. Only Mr. Scamander has a 14-year-old child with him... which is really unique.
only……
Holman looked at Kyle in a daze, hesitating whether to send someone to protect him next.
But the problem is that they don't have enough manpower. They are already a bit stretched. If another person is assigned, no one knows if there will be any accidents.
But it doesn't matter.
One of Mr. Scamander's traits is that he is too focused when facing Fantastic Beasts.
What if he didn't keep an eye on the child due to his negligence...
Or, find an excuse to keep him outside?
"You don't need to worry about him at all, Holman..."
As if guessing his thoughts, Charlie smiled and introduced part of Kyle's experience to his colleague.
Escaped from the dark wizard Oren, and saved a classmate by the way, defeated the werewolf in St. Mungo, and won the second class medal of the Order of Merlin for this...
Hearing these words, Holman was taken aback for a while.
Although he also thought that the person who could be brought by Mr. Scamander would definitely not be an ordinary brat, but he did not expect the other party to be so unusual...
Holman frowned, he was not as big-hearted as Charlie.
My good fellow, the 14-year-old member of Sir Merlin, I can't find another one in the whole magic world.
This kind of genius can't be hurt even more. Sure enough, let's find a reason to let him stay outside...
But before Holman could say anything, an angry dragon roar suddenly came from around.
People raised their heads subconsciously.
In the valley in the distance, a huge black figure soared into the sky, spouting a ball of flame almost forty feet in mid-air.
It's like a switch is flipped.
In the next second, the roars of the fire dragons began to sound from all directions one after another.
……
