Chapter 469: What kind of fire dragon? I don’t know.
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Duan Wei Li Mao
Chapter 469: What kind of fire dragon? I don’t know.
Mr. Weasley did not go to the Dark Mark to join in the fun, but returned to the original tent with the others.
Because it was on the edge of the camp, it was lucky enough to escape the rioting crowd, and the tent was intact.
Percy nervously emerged from the tent and relaxed a lot when he saw that the person coming was Mr. Weasley.
He covered his arm with a sheet. Blood was pouring out from there. It looked like he was seriously injured.
"Where did you run just now..." Mr. Weasley walked over quickly and asked nervously: "How are you, is it serious?"
"It doesn't matter." Although Percy grinned in pain, his expression was extremely excited, "I was injured in front of Mr. Crouch. He must have seen... my heroic performance against the dark wizard."
"Yes, yes..." Charlie glanced at him, "Maybe tomorrow he will promote you to be the deputy director of the International Magical Cooperation Department, the heroic Mr. Percy Wetherby."
He was a little angry, and his tone was inevitably a bit harsh.
They were besieged by Malfoy's people before, and almost died there... Fortunately, Kyle appeared in time, otherwise, no one knows what would happen to them now.
But what is certain is that even if they are lucky enough to survive, they will definitely be tortured by the Cruciatus Curse.
Even Kyle knew he was worried about Mr. Weasley's safety and ran over to help, but as for Percy... he actually ran up to Crouch to show off how brave he was.
If it weren't for the fact that the others were still there, he would have given Percy a good beating.
Next to him, Bill's expression was also not very good.
But Percy didn't know this and was still complacent.
"You are joking again, this is impossible." Percy didn't care that Charlie deliberately said his name wrong, or that Fred and Fred had been calling him that name for the past few days, and he had long been used to it. "I just hope that Mr. Crouch can arrange more meaningful tasks for me in the future... The current job is a bit too simple for me."
"Ho ho..." Charlie sneered and did not answer.
In order to calm down and avoid beating Percy if he couldn't help it later, he simply took a sip of water and prepared to go out with Mr. Weasley to find Harry Ron and the others.
However, just when they reached the door, a group of people walked in from outside.
Cedric was at the front, followed by Cho, Connor, Harry... Fred and George at the end.
A lot of them, all of them came back.
However, their faces were not very good, they were extremely pale, and they looked like they were overly frightened.
"Great, you are all okay." Mr. Weasley said happily, "I think you must be scared, but you are okay now. Come in and drink some water. We will go home in a while."
No one spoke, but all their eyes fell on Kyle who had just entered the tent.
They were indeed frightened, but it had nothing to do with the riot, but because of Kyle's box.
At first, everyone seemed surprised when they discovered that there was a small room in the box, and even their nervousness was diluted a lot.
Until Ron, driven by curiosity, opened the door... and then they saw a fire dragon that was almost dozens of feet tall.
The fire dragon was lying at the door. The moment they opened the door, they could even clearly feel the burning breath coming from the fire dragon's nose.
As soon as I opened the door, I had a face-to-face and intimate contact with the fire dragon... Who knows this feeling.
Anyway, Ron, who was closest to the fire dragon, was frightened and fainted on the spot.
Just like that, several people and the fire dragon stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes... I don't know how long it took, maybe a minute, maybe half an hour, before Kangna had the courage to walk over and close the door. .
But despite this, they were still too frightened to move and stood there fearfully, not daring to take a breath for fear of alarming the big guy outside.
Even Fred and George, who were losing their temper and clamoring to go out, instantly shut up and became quiet.
<divclass="contentadv">A few people stayed like this until Kyle went to call them out just now.
"Tell me that's not true, right?" Cedric asked through gritted teeth while Mr. Weasley went to pour the water.
"What?" Kyle didn't understand what he meant.
"That fire dragon!" Ron said leisurely beside him, his face was red, as if he had been beaten.
"Oh, you are talking about Norbert." Kyle suddenly realized, "Yes, that is a fake. There is no fire dragon in the box at all. You all saw it wrong!"
In an instant, everyone's expressions turned uglier.
This is so false... Don't think they didn't hear it. Kyle even called out the name of the fire dragon just now.
And even if one person sees it wrong, could they all see it wrong... This is obviously impossible.
And that name, Norbert...
In the crowd, Hermione lowered her head and thought. She always felt like she had heard this name somewhere.
Oh, right……
She suddenly thought that the Norwegian Ridgeback hatched by Hagrid in the first grade seemed to have this name.
Moreover, Kyle was also present at the time, and the dragon disappeared inexplicably later. No one knew where it went, and Hagrid would not tell him if asked.
Shouldn't...
Hermione glanced at the box again. Now, she finally knew what the solution Hagrid was talking about.
"Believe me, you are really wrong."
On the other side, Kyle was still swearing: "Can I not know about my own box? If you don't believe it, I can take you there again. There is really nothing in it."
"What are you talking about..." At this time, Mr. Weasley came over with water and some bread sausages?
"Dad, Kyle's..." Ron was about to say something, but he suddenly found Kyle looking at him with a very strange look.
For a moment, Ron's heart tightened, and then he seemed to have an enlightenment, and his head became extremely clear.
"Nothing dad." Out of instinct, he immediately changed his words and said: "We were just frightened. Those guys were too scary. They even pretended to be people from the Ministry of Magic and wanted to kill Harry..."
"What did you say?!" Mr. Weasley was frightened. He stepped forward to grab Harry and looked at him carefully. He didn't let go until he was sure that he was really fine.
Mr. Weasley patted his chest and asked with lingering fear: "Tell me what happened before."
"That's right, Mr. Weasley..." Before Ron could say anything, Cedric stepped forward and told what happened.
Probably because Kyle had specifically chosen to release them outside the tent just now. He didn't mention the box, he just said that a few people were hiding in a safe enough place.
While they were talking, Kangna stood nearby, staring at Kyle with burning eyes.
Kyle was a little confused by her stare, and shrugged: "Okay, if you are interested, would you like to come and take a look at my box? I can be a tour guide.
"But it might be too late now. How about after school starts."
"Okay." Kangna said with a smile.
As soon as she finished speaking, the tent was pushed open again...it was Kreacher, the house elf who had come with Connor. He ran in, sobbing loudly and dripping with tears.
……
Mr. Weasley did not go to the Dark Mark to join in the fun, but returned to the original tent with the others.
Because it was on the edge of the camp, it was lucky enough to escape the rioting crowd, and the tent was intact.
Percy nervously emerged from the tent and relaxed a lot when he saw that the person coming was Mr. Weasley.
He covered his arm with a sheet. Blood was pouring out from there. It looked like he was seriously injured.
"Where did you run just now..." Mr. Weasley walked over quickly and asked nervously: "How are you, is it serious?"
"It doesn't matter." Although Percy grinned in pain, his expression was extremely excited, "I was injured in front of Mr. Crouch. He must have seen... my heroic performance against the dark wizard."
"Yes, yes..." Charlie glanced at him, "Maybe tomorrow he will promote you to be the deputy director of the International Magical Cooperation Department, the heroic Mr. Percy Wetherby."
He was a little angry, and his tone was inevitably a bit harsh.
They were besieged by Malfoy's people before, and almost died there... Fortunately, Kyle appeared in time, otherwise, no one knows what would happen to them now.
But what is certain is that even if they are lucky enough to survive, they will definitely be tortured by the Cruciatus Curse.
Even Kyle knew he was worried about Mr. Weasley's safety and ran over to help, but as for Percy... he actually ran up to Crouch to show off how brave he was.
If it weren't for the fact that the others were still there, he would have given Percy a good beating.
Next to him, Bill's expression was also not very good.
But Percy didn't know this and was still complacent.
"You are joking again, this is impossible." Percy didn't care that Charlie deliberately said his name wrong, or that Fred and Fred had been calling him that name for the past few days, and he had long been used to it. "I just hope that Mr. Crouch can arrange more meaningful tasks for me in the future... The current job is a bit too simple for me."
"Ho ho..." Charlie sneered and did not answer.
In order to calm down and avoid beating Percy if he couldn't help it later, he simply took a sip of water and prepared to go out with Mr. Weasley to find Harry Ron and the others.
However, just when they reached the door, a group of people walked in from outside.
Cedric was at the front, followed by Cho, Connor, Harry... Fred and George at the end.
A lot of them, all of them came back.
However, their faces were not very good, they were extremely pale, and they looked like they were overly frightened.
"Great, you are all okay." Mr. Weasley said happily, "I think you must be scared, but you are okay now. Come in and drink some water. We will go home in a while."
No one spoke, but all their eyes fell on Kyle who had just entered the tent.
They were indeed frightened, but it had nothing to do with the riot, but because of Kyle's box.
At first, everyone seemed surprised when they discovered that there was a small room in the box, and even their nervousness was diluted a lot.
Until Ron, driven by curiosity, opened the door... and then they saw a fire dragon that was almost dozens of feet tall.
The fire dragon was lying at the door. The moment they opened the door, they could even clearly feel the burning breath coming from the fire dragon's nose.
As soon as I opened the door, I had a face-to-face and intimate contact with the fire dragon... Who knows this feeling.
Anyway, Ron, who was closest to the fire dragon, was frightened and fainted on the spot.
Just like that, several people and the fire dragon stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes... I don't know how long it took, maybe a minute, maybe half an hour, before Kangna had the courage to walk over and close the door. .
But despite this, they were still too frightened to move and stood there fearfully, not daring to take a breath for fear of alarming the big guy outside.
Even Fred and George, who were losing their temper and clamoring to go out, instantly shut up and became quiet.
<divclass="contentadv">A few people stayed like this until Kyle went to call them out just now.
"Tell me that's not true, right?" Cedric asked through gritted teeth while Mr. Weasley went to pour the water.
"What?" Kyle didn't understand what he meant.
"That fire dragon!" Ron said leisurely beside him, his face was red, as if he had been beaten.
"Oh, you are talking about Norbert." Kyle suddenly realized, "Yes, that is a fake. There is no fire dragon in the box at all. You all saw it wrong!"
In an instant, everyone's expressions turned uglier.
This is so false... Don't think they didn't hear it. Kyle even called out the name of the fire dragon just now.
And even if one person sees it wrong, could they all see it wrong... This is obviously impossible.
And that name, Norbert...
In the crowd, Hermione lowered her head and thought. She always felt like she had heard this name somewhere.
Oh, right……
She suddenly thought that the Norwegian Ridgeback hatched by Hagrid in the first grade seemed to have this name.
Moreover, Kyle was also present at the time, and the dragon disappeared inexplicably later. No one knew where it went, and Hagrid would not tell him if asked.
Shouldn't...
Hermione glanced at the box again. Now, she finally knew what the solution Hagrid was talking about.
"Believe me, you are really wrong."
On the other side, Kyle was still swearing: "Can I not know about my own box? If you don't believe it, I can take you there again. There is really nothing in it."
"What are you talking about..." At this time, Mr. Weasley came over with water and some bread sausages?
"Dad, Kyle's..." Ron was about to say something, but he suddenly found Kyle looking at him with a very strange look.
For a moment, Ron's heart tightened, and then he seemed to have an enlightenment, and his head became extremely clear.
"Nothing dad." Out of instinct, he immediately changed his words and said: "We were just frightened. Those guys were too scary. They even pretended to be people from the Ministry of Magic and wanted to kill Harry..."
"What did you say?!" Mr. Weasley was frightened. He stepped forward to grab Harry and looked at him carefully. He didn't let go until he was sure that he was really fine.
Mr. Weasley patted his chest and asked with lingering fear: "Tell me what happened before."
"That's right, Mr. Weasley..." Before Ron could say anything, Cedric stepped forward and told what happened.
Probably because Kyle had specifically chosen to release them outside the tent just now. He didn't mention the box, he just said that a few people were hiding in a safe enough place.
While they were talking, Kangna stood nearby, staring at Kyle with burning eyes.
Kyle was a little confused by her stare, and shrugged: "Okay, if you are interested, would you like to come and take a look at my box? I can be a tour guide.
"But it might be too late now. How about after school starts."
"Okay." Kangna said with a smile.
As soon as she finished speaking, the tent was pushed open again...it was Kreacher, the house elf who had come with Connor. He ran in, sobbing loudly and dripping with tears.
……
