Chapter 41 Intercepting the Little Dragon

Dragon, Sephiroth rubbed his chin and looked at Draco, just now he told himself that Hagrid had gotten a dragon egg and hatched it.

If Sephiroth didn't have the slightest desire for the little dragon, it was false.

It's a living dragon, and it's a magical dragon. Although Sephiroth has a research report in his memory of their distant relatives in the magic teacher Shijie, this Shijie's dragon Sephiroth has not yet gotten one.

The dragon body is a treasure, not to mention the dragon scales, dragon blood, dragon heart and the like, there are a lot of equipment made of these legendary materials in various legends.

Dragons' superior resistance to demons makes them considered by wizards to be the strongest magical creatures, and even werewolf vampires would not dare to provoke an angry adult dragon head-on. And the Hogwarts motto clearly points out the warning of "do not disturb the sleeping dragon".

The real dragon is definitely not those three-legged cats like the pet-like Hungarian horned dragons that have been raised and pulled down in the Triwizard Tournament, but the terrifying, hideous cold-blooded monsters that even the Aurors would have terrorized and weak-legged.

Killing a true adult dragon often requires the lives of more than ten Aurors, and attempting to capture it alive will result in heavy casualties. No Auror in his right mind would want to encounter a dragon in the wild, let alone ordinary wizards who live in peacetime and don't even know how to do some dark magic.

For Shijie, a magic teacher, dragons are terrifying creatures, predators that stand at the apex of magical creatures. Don't look at Negi and the Red Wings gang who often kill a dragon at every turn, it's just because they are both the top powerhouses of that Shijie. Compared to the billions of human beings, the Najib gang is less than a fraction of the number.

What is the difference between the dragon here and the dragon of the magic shijie, Sephiroth is very curious. Maybe this will be a new research goal, but the members of the "Truth Astronomy" club from the magic Shijie must be interested in the fusion of dragons and dragons.

"Well—it seems necessary to intervene, and it would be a shame to let a dragon go right under your nose like that."

Sephiroth Zuihou was still attracted by the temptation of the little dragon, a living dragon is incomparably alluring.

"Right, right! Wouldn't it be a pity to give something to that half-blood giant like this? Only we pure-blood wizards should have this qualification. ”

Draco was happy to be able to pull Sephiroth to his side, so Jihua's success rate increased a lot this time.

"Since we plan to rob the little dragon halfway, then we have to arrange it as soon as possible, with the growth rate of the dragon clan, it won't stay here for long. Let's write to the parents first, this matter is not something that can be done by our ability alone. ”

Hearing Sephiroth's words, Draco returned to his room without saying a word, pulled out a roll of parchment, and began to write.

Soon, a sturdy owl flew towards the Malfoy Mansion with Draco's letter.

The waiting time was restless, and Draco walked back and forth in the abandoned classroom with his hands on his back, glancing out the window at the white clouds, hoping to see the owl with his father's letter of approval in the clouds.

Since the Slytherin break room was in the cellar, it was impossible to receive letters from owls, so they had to venture into the west tower of the tower, while carefully dodging the professors who might be patrolling at any moment.

"Why haven't you come back yet, something must have happened, right?"

On the table, the water in the teacup had been cold for a long time, and the house-elves at Hogwarts had long wanted to replace the cooled tea with steaming milk tea, but Draco didn't care at all.

"Draco, don't worry. If you want to make a move at Hogwarts, Mr. Malfoy will naturally have to think about it. ”

Sephiroth didn't seem to be very concerned about this, and he was holding a book called "The Encyclopedia of Spells that Evil Wizards May Use", looking a little laid-back.

"Sephiroth, do you think my father will not agree with our Jihua at all?"

Draco looked a little bit worried about it, and he asked as he looked at Sephiroth uneasily.

"No way, you have to know that it is a living dragon, and it is an ownerless dragon that is not registered with the Ministry of Magic, and it is impossible for Mr. Malfoy not to be moved."

Sephiroth categorically interrupted Draco's concerns, how could he possibly let go of a dragon that was not protected by the laws of the Ministry of Magic, given the possessiveness of the Great Malfoy's appetite for profit. A living dragon, that's not a creature that can be obtained with hundreds of thousands of gold gallons.

A few decades ago, the Ministry of Magic didn't even allow wizards to build private dragon farms. Dragons are high-level magical creatures that can only be raised by the Ministry of Magic.

At this moment, the sound of wings flapping came from outside the window.

It's the owl that's back!

Draco ran and jumped to the window, pushing it open, nearly crashing into the owl before he could dodge. He grabbed the tired owl roughly, took the letter from its feet, and tossed the unwanted owl aside.

In two clicks, he opened the envelope, and in addition to a letter, there was a whole bag of candy from Duke Honey. These sweets, which Draco usually liked the most, couldn't make him stay for even a second at the moment, and he threw them to Sephiroth.

Dear Draco,

I've seen your proposals. I have to say that this is an extremely haode opportunity, but there is one thing I must remind you of. I can't give you any help at Hogwarts, you have to take the little dragon to the Beater Willow with your own liliang, and you can't be discovered. I'll arrange for someone to pick you up over there.

In order to avoid being discovered, we can only exchange in the middle of the night. If you are able to do it, then please let me know the details of Jihua's time.

Please hear back to me as soon as possible.

Love you.

Lucius and Narcissa

"Great, my dad agreed. But the trouble is that we have to find a way to take the little dragon and send it to the beating willow. ”

Draco's brow furrowed for a moment, and a smile of excitement as he told Sephiroth a haode and a not.

"It's not a problem, with our strength, we don't have to worry about snatching anything from those guys. Especially afterwards, even if they knew it was us, they couldn't go to the professor to complain. ”

It's hard to get caught up in Hogwarts Castle about what to do without being discovered, but it's different outside of the castle, where Dumbledore can't take care of it.

"That's good news, I'm going to have to teach those who don't know how to be polite a lesson."

Draco nodded with a smile, he didn't think the two of them would lose in the face of a few first-year students who hadn't learned a few spells and didn't even have much experience in duels.

Time passed in the midst of the intrigue between the two sides, and the day Harry and the others sent the dragon away was not far off.

Everything had been calculated by Draco several times, just waiting for Harry to make the first move, and this time Draco was still going to tell the professor to grab the bag.

But the time came after they knocked Harry and the others unconscious and snatched the dragon.

It was night, and several sneaky figures in the darkness pushed and shoved forward. After they vanished, Draco and Sephiroth emerged from the dark tower, looked at each other, drew their wands, and stealthily followed.

Sure enough, Sephiroth followed them to Hagrid's hut, watched them carry a small wooden box from the house, watched Hagrid cast a [levitation charm] on the wooden box to make the box float, and watched Harry put the invisibility cloak on the wooden box and disappear without a trace.

"Don't be stunned, keep up."

Elbowing Draco against him, Sephiroth whispered to him, leading the way into the darkness. Draco came to his senses, bent down and carefully followed on his toes.

After walking for a while, away from Hagrid's hut, and guessing that what they were doing here would not be discovered, Sephiroth and Draco's mouths twitched into a sinister smile.

They're going to get their hands dirty.

"I'll count three, two, one, let's do it together, and get rid of them all at once, and it's best not to attract the professor's attention."

Sephiroth whispered, and they tacitly aimed their wands at their respective targets.

"Three-two-one, do it! [fainted]"

With a low roar, the spell came out of his hand, and a faint beam of light shot from behind Harry and them, hitting them directly in the backs of the unsuspecting ones.

"No ......"

Before the shouting that was stuck in his throat could be reached with his mouth wide open, Harry went down, and he could no longer spit out what he wanted to say, and he fainted.

Ron, who was on the side, was also hit by Draco's spell at the same moment, and his eyes rolled to the ground, which seemed to have been dealt with.

The wooden box, which had lost Harry and Ron's support, smashed directly into the ground, and it was only then that Hermione realized that they had been attacked. Hermione, who was completely unprepared for this sudden situation, was frightened and helpless, and instinctively opened her mouth, and a piercing scream seemed to be coming.

"Stupid woman, [silent]"

When attacked, they will not take evasive measures at the first time, but will stand in place and scream, which is not what it is to find death.

An inexplicable wave rippled out, and Hermione found that no matter how much she screamed at the top of her throat, she couldn't make a sound at all.

Miss Know-It-All, who had been back a little bit, finally remembered that she was a wizard, and remembered that she could take out her wand to protect herself, and she pulled it out of her pocket with a trembling hand. She was so nervous that she twitched two or three times before she took her wand out of her pocket, but accidentally dropped it to the ground the moment she took it out.

Hermione instantly understood that something was wrong with her, and she bent down to pick up her wand, but the string of mistakes had drained her precious time.

After Sephiroth cast the [Silent Spell] and the sound was silenced, Draco quickly made up for it with a [Loose Force], and Hermione could only watch herself fall to the ground, unable to even reach the wand that was within reach of her.

"No, you can't do that!"

Hermione pleaded loudly into the darkness around her, but the liliang of Sephiroth's spell continued on her, her lips closed but she couldn't make any sound.

Hermione, who was the only one who was awake, noticed that the wooden box that had fallen on Harry's hand was floating up, and was gradually moving away from them under the guidance of something.

"No—please!"

This plea could only ring in Hermione's heart, tears slowly sliding down her face, and the only thing she could do was to widen her eyes and watch the wooden box containing the little dragon disappear into the darkness little by little.