the lost castle

The Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix evacuated in embarrassment, but none of them noticed, or they forgot one person in the sudden turn of events after the decisive battle.

On the tall tower of Hogwarts Castle, Trelawney, who had been sitting stiffly for several days and nights, stretched out her hand convulsively, her completely white eyes stared horribly at the crowds gradually disappearing on both sides of the forest, and found a terrible feeling in her throat. With a hoarse low laugh: "One thing is about to happen..."

The wind blows from the top of the forest, and they grow so densely that they completely obscure the starlight. Even if you look out from the tower, you can't see the end of the road.

"...But it hasn't happened since ancient times, it's coming, and what you should be afraid of is not what they are about to become, but what they are."

Voldemort turned his head suddenly, and only a hazy shadow remained in the castle under the night, sinking in dead silence.

Hogwarts is a place that all wizards in the UK will never forget. It is also the home of countless hopes and memories, and it is an irreplaceable existence in the lives of many people.It never occurred to Voldemort that the battlefield he chose would turn out to be a big joke in the end.

"Wherever this is, wherever this is, I want to know everything, everything!"

The hoarse voice showed his irritability and anger unabashedly, and the Death Eaters trembled, not knowing whether to be thankful or sad that there was no magic power at this time, otherwise it would be a few heart-breaking ones.

[Harry Potter. ] Staring into the dark night with his bright red eyes, he seemed to be able to see the far away savior, and he had already put the whole account on Dumbledore.The old immortal thing, even if he died, he left this trap for him-but so what, can the Boy Who Lived really escape from his wand (in fact, he has escaped more than once up, V large).Blood, bones, muscles!Shatter it all in his hands.

[You won't live long. ] Far away, there is the sound of wind, wandering from a distance like muffled thunder.

"Lord..."

This place is weird.

The Death Eaters were wrapped in cloaks and looked around anxiously. The forest was quiet, except for the chirping of insects and the slight shaking in the grass. Searching for food, but at that moment, it seemed that the forest died, and all sounds disappeared.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the sound of tearing came through the air.

The Order of the Phoenix in the other direction also looked up in surprise.

A huge black shadow flew over the trees.

Before they got close enough, the withered and yellow leaves had already been blown away by the air current, and they all fell from a high place. The people who had difficulty walking subconsciously dodged, and most of them fell into a ball.

"Pegasus?"

Harry subconsciously looked at the dark and silvery shadow, without moonlight, such a huge and swift figure, he immediately thought of the carriage at Beauxbaton School that he saw in the fourth grade.

"No, the dark Pegasus only has thestrals, and it's not that big."

Hermione was about to say that if it was a Thestral, she wouldn't be able to see it. The black figure was getting closer and closer. Its outstretched wings were like bats, and there was a row of tall ridges on its back. The tip is so thin that it shines sharply, and the whole body is huge and dexterous.It's very strange. It seems that many people are staring at it. In the darkness, two long light golden gaps suddenly appear from top to bottom. There are vertical purple pupils.

It was the one that lowered its head in flight, and glanced disdainfully at the bottom of the tree.

It was a dreamlike purple, so beautiful that it almost took people's breath away. It was radiant and gleaming, as if it shattered the eternal starlight condensed by hundreds of millions of light years in that second.

The two wings that opened suddenly flapped, and the air flow was torn off from the top of the tree, and a large section of branches and leaves rolled down.

"Black Dragon! Heshidili Black Dragon!"

Professor McGonagall turned pale, but Hagrid, who also recognized him, was extremely excited in his shout.

It may not be as dangerous as the Hungarian Horntail, from the destructive power of its tail to the distance of its fire-breathing, but the black dragon of Heshidia is the most troublesome of the fire dragons, because it is smart and aggressive, does not associate with its own kind and Any intruders within a hundred square miles of its habitable territory will be attacked by it.

When everyone's magic power has not recovered, even a werewolf is difficult to deal with, let alone a dragon?

"Impossible, there were Muggles passing by here before, how could a fire dragon appear!"

The Death Eaters were also in disarray.

Fire dragons are magical creatures with strong territoriality. Of course, they will attack intruders, and they will not leave their territory easily.

The Heshidili black dragon is not the kind of fire dragon that can lie on its stomach quietly with a few hundred meters around it.

Hogwarts had scruples about not choosing this kind of dragon for the Triwizard Tournament three years ago.

It ignored the two groups of people in a mess tens of meters below. It was more than 30 feet long. It cast a huge black shadow and went away with a sharp and ear-piercing sound.

The deep clouds seemed to be blown away by the strong wind, and the silver moonlight tore through the gray and dark night sky, leaving a stingy ray of light shining on the huge figure.

There is a small but abrupt shadow at the very front of the ridge.

"Someone!"

Everyone's eyes were fixed at the same time, and they were speechless for a while.

——It should be illegal to raise dragons. Even aristocratic wizards who treat black magic items as normal objects can't hide such huge creatures. What's so good about raising dragons, unless they are twisted like Hagrid.No, no, the point of the problem is not here. Although the fire dragon can be defeated, it can also be killed. The powerful wizards are not afraid, and most of them can be tamed, but not many people dare to climb on the dragon's back. Ignoring is still a problem.

The black Hexideli dragon flapped its wings calmly, without any angry and violent temper inside. When wizards saw fire dragons, they were usually in an attacking state. The peaceful and quiet gaze just now was nothing short of a miracle.

A long and high-pitched roar came from the wind.

"I suddenly had an ominous premonition."

Ron murmured, clutching his forehead.

Hermione fell to the root of a big tree just now, and groped for the soil with her hands. There were dense white seven-petaled flowers growing beside the root: "Harry, I feel bad too..."

"Hermione?"

"This is not a Forbidden Forest, but there is Suanhuahua, which is used to prepare universal transformation water. Professor McGonagall, you also said that it became extinct after the 19th century!"