Frost Wings

"This is the ancient species that attacked Charlie in Romania, isn't it Charlie?"

Charlie nodded stiffly. He took a deep breath and seemed to restrain his fear. His concern for his family made him tremble and ask, "How...how did you get this thing?"

"Dobby told me that what happened to the Malfoys last year wasn't a magical accident, but it did." Ron said, "Charlie, is that why you were called here?"

Charlie sat down, he took a few more deep breaths, sniffed and said, "Yes, that's right, this is a secret, you mustn't tell others, it has nothing to do with the school anyway, isn't it?"

"I'm here." The door of the principal's room opened, and the half-giant walked in with dark circles under his eyes. He was in a very bad mood, looked at Charlie and said, "Oh~ Charlie, fortunately it's you, not Fudge's ugly face. what is that?"

He saw the picture in Dumbledore's hand, and suddenly a pair of thick eyebrows wrinkled, he covered his forehead, sweat streaming down, as if trying to remember something but couldn't.

"Hagrid, what's the matter with you?" Harry asked with concern.

"I... seem to think I've seen this thing, but I just can't remember it." Hagrid said painfully and tangled.

"Memories are back." Dumbledore frowned, raised his wand and recited an anti-curse. Hagrid was shocked by electricity for a moment, and the colorful expressions quickly changed on his face, and the last anger appeared on his face. He pointed at the picture, and the whole person trembled: "I! I remembered! He killed Aragog! He also killed Aragog's descendants. These days, the eight-eyed giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest have disappeared! It must be He did it too!"

Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Charlie stood up together with shock and consternation on their faces.

"My God, Merlin's beard," Hermione murmured.

"This dragon is in the school." Ron was also dumbfounded.

"Wait, I don't understand this, Fudge didn't tell me." Dumbledore frowned.

"Of course he didn't tell you, you weren't there at the time, the matter was blocked at the time, and there were no new attacks since then, and everyone relaxed." Charlie looked a little frustrated: "This matter belongs to the director of magical animals control, and now Those in charge are dealing with things, this dragon is in the school... this dragon is in the school... this dragon is in the school..."

He murmured and sat down on the chair, suddenly remembered something, his face became more and more ugly, until he folded into a ball with his head in his hands.

"Oh, Charlie, don't be afraid." Ron quickly comforted.

"How did he hide? Can the Forbidden Forest hide him?" Hermione asked.

"Impossible, my centaur friend doesn't seem to have told me these days..."

"Will you be under the Oblivion Charm, just like you?" Harry said.

"Yes, there is a possibility." Hagrid nodded.

"No, he's not necessarily in the Forbidden Forest." Charlie covered his head and said, "When he was in Romania, he didn't know the Forgetting Charm. He was already seen at the time. My colleague fled back, maybe because he didn't think it was necessary to get rid of it. We got this spell on us, he was very attentive in doing things, and he didn't finish his work until he left, and he seemed to be in a hurry to get rid of us to study alone, maybe it was purely unexpected or maybe, otherwise I wouldn't as it is now."

"Then where did he learn this spell?!" Hermione was shocked: "Someone taught him?"

"There seems to be no more records of wizards being attacked recently." Dumbledore frowned and said, "Could it be Malfoy."

"No, you don't have to guess, no wizard will teach him this, neither will Malfoy, the time of the crime is not right." Charlie raised his head, his face showed a strange despair And the look of prostration: "Animagus."

he read.

"Animagos?" Dumbledore looked strange.

"Haven't you always wanted to know what that dragon did to me?" Charlie looked at the others in the room with a vacant look: "He pressed Professor Unesi, and asked about Animagus's practice methods, and the professor wanted to I saved my life, so I had to teach him."

"My God!" Hermione was stunned.

"What is Animagus?" Ron asked strangely.

"A kind of shape-shifting magic that turns people into animals, with a very long duration." Hermione swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "It can last almost forever, do you remember Professor McGonagall? She is an Animagus, but this spell Is it something that a dragon can learn?"

"He must have learned, he is an ancient species, an extraordinary and incredible ancient species, I should have thought of it..." Charlie murmured.

"What did he become?" Ron was shocked: "My God! All the animals in the school could be him."

"Ron, everything you're talking about . Dumbledore's drawing paper.

White scales, red eyes.

"What?!" Hermione's eyes widened at the sudden terrifying thought.

"Merlin's beard." Ron stared straight, his hands trembling: "I don't know what to say."

…

An angry Hagrid and the four people with mixed emotions entered the tower of Ravenclaw Academy. Dumbledore had a complicated expression, but the passing ghost greeted him, and Dumbledore responded amicably: "Hey, Fry Is Wei there?"

"He just went out."

Dumbledore shook his head and went straight into the reading room to disperse the little eagle who was studying hard. He picked up the bottle on the table and sniffed it on his nose: "Oh, compound decoction, if there is an exam for this decoction, he can get 100%."

"It really is him, it really is him..." Hermione murmured: "I know what kind of albinism is not so afraid of the sun, although he has never been in the sun, but I can feel that he is not afraid, and that pair of The eyes...are much darker than the average patient!"

"Stop joking, Albus..." Hagrid looked annoyed: "He's going to destroy the Forbidden Forest."

"This is your guess, Hagrid, you have to look at the problem objectively, you see, if our guess is true, then there's no reason not to forgive him, right?" Dumbledore shrugged: "He didn't kill anyone, in He didn't kill anything but spiders in the Forbidden Forest, he may be the last ancient dragon... We have to be more forgiving."

"And chickens!" Hagrid angrily said, "I suspect that chickens were also killed by him! Dragons don't eat spiders when they want meat!"

"He is also related to the Chamber of Secrets." Hermione said, "Mr. Headmaster, Hagrid, we must find him."

"Wait, what is this?" Dumbledore took out a piece of parchment pressed between the two books, and when he saw the cipher text on the corner of the parchment, he pointed it with his wand, and the writing was revealed like a knife. Come out: "Bathroom, Myrtle, Portkey, Parseltongue, Basilisk, whoever looks right in the eye will die, Phoenix can make, Gryffindor's sword, Voldemort's remnant."

"My God... it's really a basilisk!" Hermione said in shock, "He really knows!"

"Then what are you waiting for?" Harry Potter said, "Go immediately!"

"Don't go, who knows if it's true or not?" Dumbledore tucked the parchment into a ball into the front of his shirt: "Take care of White's business first."

"But Headmaster! Basilisks can kill! At least White didn't kill anyone! He at least left this piece of paper for us!" Harry said anxiously.

"He killed Aragog, my good friend." Hagrid muttered sadly.

"Go back to the bedroom now, Harry." Dumbledore waved: "Don't go to the bathroom to make trouble."

"But the descendants of Slytherin may know after tonight..." Pig's feet had to retort, Hermione pulled gently behind him, and the trio looked at each other, knowing that they would turn around and leave.

Watching the three of them leave, Dumbledore glanced at the books on the table, shook his head and sighed, "Go back to the principal's room first."

Hagrid and Charlie didn't say anything, they followed behind, Dumbledore handed Fox the dirty Sorting Hat, the phoenix soared away, and he called Professor McGonagall a few words before walking back to the castle door.

"Hey! Charlie Weasley! Hagrid Rupert!" Cornelius Fudge waited anxiously outside. As soon as he saw a few people coming out, he immediately walked up: "Come with us!"

"I'm sorry, we have something to deal with first, oh, no." Dumbledore pushed Fudge away, took a step forward, and saw a thick and dense black fog over the Forbidden Forest.

He hurriedly walked over and slowly penetrated into the Forbidden Forest. The corpses of various creatures piled up by the roadside made Dumbledore's expression even more solemn.

"Merlin's beard."

These corpses have everything, including all kinds of creatures in the Forbidden Forest. They seem to have died in a hurry. They are full of rotten aura left by black magic. The fish that slip through the net are struggling between the corpses. .

Hagrid blushed angrily, as if flames were about to burst from his eyes, Charlie's face was full of fear, and the Minister of Magic was so pale that he didn't dare to say anything.

"Is it too late...?" Walking to the depression in the center of the Forbidden Forest, Dumbledore looked at the line of letters written on the dark foggy ground in the center and sighed.

Sleeping Dragon Do Not Disturb