Seeing that its dragon breath had not achieved the slightest effect, the frost dragon roared, as if its majesty had been provoked.

And under the struggle of Sugo just now, Newt and their figures have long disappeared on the lake in the distance, out of reach.

The Frost Dragon turned its head and looked indifferently at Dumbledore on the shore of the lake.

This is the same ant that attacked it! He's in league with the group!

It has been locked up for I don't know how many years, and it needs to vent well, this human must die!

"Roar—", it roared at Dumbledore, and the massive dragon body rushed towards Dumbledore with a howling wind.

Dumbledore stood on the shore, wand in hand, his eyes solemn, and he could feel some kind of coercion in the air, which made him very careful.

The air burst, and the frost dragon flew to shore in the blink of an eye, its beak biting towards Dumbledore. I saw Dumbledore quickly disappear in place, and the next moment, his figure appeared on the back of the frost dragon, waving the wand in his hand, and all kinds of powerful spells hit the dragon's body one after another.

I didn't expect Dumbledore to use spatial magic in the secret realm.

The Frost Dragon hurriedly lifted into the air, trying to shake off the ants behind it with the help of the wind. Unfortunately, Dumbledore seemed to have cast a spell at his feet, and no matter how much the Frost Dragon flew, he couldn't make him fall.

"Roar—", and the frost dragon roared in rage as it swooped down into the lake.

At this moment, Dumbledore's figure flashed again, panting on the shore. He had tried a lot of spells on the dragon just now, many of which were extremely powerful, but none of them could break through the dragon's scale armor.

This legendary creature is really not easy to deal with!

"Dumbledore, looks like you need help. Philrot said with a grin as he appeared on the shore of the lake at some point. He saw the scene just now.

"Of course, Philrot!", Dumbledore smiled.

"There's no way this creature can fight head-on, we'd better keep it restrained, the dragon wings behind it are the best weakness. ", Philrot said slowly.

The Frost Dragon emerged from the water, its golden-black pupils looking out toward the shore.

Damn, there's one more ant!

It burst out of the water again and swooped towards the shore with a monstrous wave.

This time it wants to let this group of ants see and understand, and the dignity of the dragon cannot be trampled on!

"I attract it in the front, you take care of the back. Seeing the dragon attacking, Philrot said a quick word, and then his body turned into a puff of golden mist and flew into the air.

Philrot was half-visible, wand in hand, attacking, white spell striking the scales of the frost dragon, sending only a few sparks.

"Hey, stupid big one! I'm right here. ", Philrot shouted defiantly.

In response to him was a breath of the Frost Dragon. Feeling the biting chill coming, Phil Roth was prepared, and he suddenly increased his flight speed to dodge the blow.

"Whoa—", the Frost Dragon roared again, feeling that the ants were unforgivable, as if it had been toying with it. It flew into the sky, chasing the golden mist embodied by Philrot.

At this moment, Dumbledore suddenly appeared on the dragon's back again, and he plucked a few hairs. Then the wand in his hand waved, and the white hair suddenly turned into an arm-thick chain.

With the swing of his wand, the chains grew thicker and longer, winding toward the base of the frost dragon's wings.

The Frost Dragon hissed, it was too late to feel something strange on its back, its wings wrapped in chains, unable to swing any more.

"Bang-", with a loud bang, the frost dragon fell from the sky, and the dust that covered the sky and the sun flew up, and when the dust cleared, a huge crater appeared in everyone's eyes.

The frost dragon in the pit roared slightly, and it tried to stand up, but found that its back could not exert its strength, and the iron chain that wrapped around it became tighter and tighter.

"What are we going to do with it?", Philrot flew up to the dragon with interest, and looked at it carefully.

"My chains don't last long, and this transfiguration is very mana-intensive. Let's head to the middle of the lake first, they should all be there. Dumbledore said. In his opinion, this kind of dragon is not easy to kill, even if he uses the Death Curse, it is estimated that it will not be able to hurt it.

"Well, though, I'm going to try one of my guesses. Philrot said with a smile, and without waiting for Dumbledore to ask, he raised his wand and pointed it at the Frost Dragon's eye to cast a spell.

"Eye curse?", Dumbledore wondered.

"Legend has it that the creator of the Eye Disease Curse invented this spell to deal with dragons, and his biggest regret is that he doesn't know if the spell he invented is useful, and this time I just helped him realize this dream. ", explains Philrot.

However, the dragon in the eye disease didn't seem to react, it still looked at the ants in front of it angrily with vertical pupils, and its eyes were still very flexible.

"Okay. Philrot shrugged, then aimed at the dragon's spinning right eye for another few eye curses. It wasn't until the dragon's right eye was swollen that he slowly lowered his wand, "It seems that a few more tries will work." ”

And the frost dragon raised its head and roared again, it felt as if its dragon dignity had been trampled on, these hateful humans! its right eye was now in terrible pain, and the picture it saw was blurry, and its right eye was still crying.

"You're still as curious about everything as you used to. Dumbledore smiled as he recalled Philrot's school days.

"Mr. Headmaster, I'm a Ravenclaw!"

"Oh, well, but there are very few students like you in Ravenclaw. Dumbledore thought for a moment, looked at Philrot and continued, "I haven't spoken to you for a long time, and you're still angry that I was shielding Tom at the time?"

"Who doesn't know that Dumbledore has always been an eccentric professor, even now as Headmaster. Philrot shook his head.

"Maybe I'm really not fit to be a good principal. Dumbledore sighed at hearing Philrot's return.

"Alright, Headmaster, I'm going to have to get over, and there's no point in talking, but you shouldn't stop me. Philrot looked at Dumbledore with a smile.

Dumbledore pursed his lips and looked at Philrot with deep eyes, but did not respond.

"Goodbye then, Mr. Headmaster. Philrot gave Dumbledore a deep look, then turned into a golden mist and flew away.

Standing still, Dumbledore stared in the direction he was leaving, and shook his head helplessly.

After a long time, his body also turned into a cloud of white mist and chased after him.

The Frost Dragon watched the two ants leave, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It was afraid that the ants would torture its other eye.

But is this a delusion?

It seemed to see a flash of golden light in front of it, and then an ant child with a red hat appeared in front of it.

What does he want to do, what does he do behind me?

I have a bad feeling...

Oh!

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