As soon as Fatil's sentence Nober came out, Aglaia was almost crazy, how could this guy be more unreliable than himself, and he actually called out his name like this. She's also going to do a sneak attack and subdue this guy.

But now it's too late.

The man who whipped Hagrid turned around, and at this moment, the frenzied expression on his face changed several times, surprise, panic, cruelty, and finally became expressionless.

"Fatil de la Ses. ”

Noble lowered his head and whispered, "You're not dead yet." ”

"I wish I was dead now. Fatil whispered, "No one longs for that moment more than I do. ”

"Phew. Noble spat on the ground and smacked his mouth: "What a hypocrisy, who asked you to come." ”

"Isn't that what I should ask you?"

Fatil pointed to the young dragon hanging in mid-air, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm doing something you wouldn't even think about, old friend. ”

Noble said feverishly, the air solidifying, and he arched his shoulders. With his right hand, he placed his wand behind his back.

Aglaia's eyes turned around the two of them, her father seemed to know the man in front of him.

Fatil didn't move, and he asked, "Who are you serving now? With such a large territory and so much equipment, this burden is not something you can support." ”

"yes, huh. ”

Noble laughed weirdly:

"Dragons have always been under your jurisdiction and control, how can ordinary wizards like us be qualified to get involved, are you right?"

After speaking, he flicked his wand without hesitation: "Avada Suo!"

Aglaia almost screamed.

The brilliant green light was like an emerald green snake coming out of a cave, illuminating every corner of the cave, and the pure will to die was like death raising a scythe and slashing down.

In the midst of the lightning and fire, the spell has not yet touched Fatil.

Neuberhagrid was slammed into the wall by an invisible fist.

The Death Curse swiped past Fatil's side, and like a marionette, he was dragged by an invisible force to dodge the Grim Reaper's scythe.

At this moment, Aglaia's heart was blocked in her throat. She covered her mouth and her body trembled. It was the first time she had faced the Curse, and the oppression that could kill at the touch of death made him feel terrified.

In the rubble, Noble Hagrid crawled out, he swayed from side to side, and sneered hoarsely:

"It's good luck that you old bones can still be so flexible. ”

After speaking, his muscles swelled, and the whole person gained a lot of weight, stepped on the ground, and flew out. He slammed his head into Fatil's chest. Fatil took two steps back. A trace of blood spilled out of his mouth when he opened his mouth.

"What's the matter with your strength!?" Fatil asked, clutching his chest in shock.

Norber: "It's sad that you've studied dragons for so many years and still don't know anything about their true power. ”

He spread his hands, and the muscles in his body swelled more and more.

"We've been working together for more than ten years, and what little bit of knowledge you have absorbed has long been absorbed by me. ”

With that, he bent down, spikes growing out of his head like a half-dragon, and wanted to charge Fatil again. But at this time, he found that he couldn't move no matter what. It's like being under a petrification spell.

Fatil's thin body climbed up from the ground with some difficulty, he wiped his lips, and said, "It seems that you have not fully absorbed my knowledge. ”

As he spoke, Neuberhagrid felt as if he was entangled in an invisible python, his whole body was tense and straight, and his body twisted into a strange arc.

He looked down and saw a black shadow hovering from Fatil's feet, dancing around him.

"It's .....!"

A shrill roar echoed through the cave halls.

"Shadow Dragon?"

"That's right, one of the rarest dragon species, lurking in the shadows, feeding on the host's energy. Fatil said.

"You really deserve to be a master of dragon training, you dare to carry this kind of thing with you, aren't you afraid of being sucked by it!?"

Noble gritted his teeth.

Only then did Aglaia realize that her father's shadow was constantly dancing on the ground, dragging the old elder. Fatil is a man, but his shadow is in the shape of a dragon. She hadn't paid any attention to this scene before.

"Less nonsense, who exactly are you serving?" said Fatil, pointing his wand at Noblehagrid's temple.

The shadow hovered around Neuberhagrid, and with each hover, he seemed to be entangled by a python, his body tightened, his eyes bulging, and he struggled.

"I don't serve anyone, I serve the world. Noble whispered, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Fatil took a few breaths and said, "Serving the world, murdering dragons, using the Unforgivable Curse, you call serving the world? You have committed countless mortal sins!"

"It's .... Necessary..... means!"

He spat out a stream of blood and roared, "Don't you do it yet, do you want to watch me die!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the half-giant boy on the side appeared out of nowhere, and he trembled and threw a large wooden stick at Fatil.

Aglaia reacted, and she waved her wand before the stick landed on Fatil's head.

"Hurry up and be imprisoned!"

Purple chains erupted from the wand seed, binding the half-giant boy to death.

He didn't resist much before he fell to the ground, his stick rolling out of the way.

"Waste, are you a mountain monster?"

The deformed Noble, whose body was squeezed, cried out in despair.

"Why are you so .....?"

"That's enough, tell me, who are you doing here?, and I can plead with the Ministry of Magic for you!"

"Can't you guess?"

Noble stared at Fatil and roared, "It's all over, you nobles, big families, and upper echelons, your time is over. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Fatil to ask, he used all his strength to hit his head on the stalactites of the stone cave. A big hole was opened in his head, and he passed out on the spot.

The cave was quiet from noise. The black shadow on the ground slowly thinned and shortened, swimming back to Fatil's feet, returning to its normal human form.

Fatil looked at Noble who had hit the wall, his face full of puzzlement.

Aglaia slowly walked over to the fallen Nobel.

"Die... Dead?"

Fatil bent down and reached out with his fingers.

"Not dead, fainted. ”

"This old madman... Do you know each other?"

"Yes, we used to study dragons together. Many years ago. ”

Fatil looked at Noble fixedly, "But I never thought he would be like this. ”

"yes, I think you're like that. ”

After speaking softly, Aglaia strode to her fire dragon's side, and pointed her wand: "Split." ”

The baby dragons hanging from the top of the cave were freed, presumably on some unknown drug, and now all of them were unconscious.

Aglaia counted the young dragons and found her own Welsh green dragon among them, and she happily touched its head. Fortunately, these dragons did not die of blood drained like the adult fire dragons outside.

After finding the lost dragon, Aglaia tries to find her missing classmates.

But after looking around in the cave, she didn't see any traces of other creatures, and her classmates were still nowhere to be found.

Back at the console, Fatil was looking through some of Norberhagrid's parchment with a solemn expression. While flipping: "Biological fusion, sure enough, ......"

"What's that?"

Aglaia asked.

Fatil put down the parchment: "Ultimate Creature Project." ”

"What ultimate creature?"

"Ten years ago, we were in an organization, studying dragons. It's a hobby we share, and we both believe that dragons are creatures with endless powers that can be developed to help wizards.

However, in the wizarding world, there is a secret rumor that there is a perfect dragon in the world, and it has all the advantages of dragons.

Blazing fast flight speed, unmatched strength, the hottest dragon's breath, the largest size, the most gorgeous appearance. At the same time, it has the ability to control all living things, standing at the top of the food chain. ”

"Control all living things?"

Aglaia: "And this power?"

"I don't know. ”

Fatil shook his head: "No one has ever seen it, but I personally think it's just a fantasy, a creature imagined by some immature young man.

But Noble believed in this rumor, or rather, the legend was a perfect fit for his worship of power.

He has always had an inextricable obsession with powerful creatures, and he believes in Darwinism, in the law of the jungle, and in the existence of other rules in this world.

So he began to search everywhere for such an ultimate creature, searching for years, but found nothing.

I reminded him many times that there is no such thing as a perfect creature in the world. But he didn't listen, he was too obsessed with fantasies.

Eventually, he decided that since there wasn't one in the world, he was going to make the creature himself, and eleven years ago, he stole a lot of my research materials on dragons and disappeared.

I searched for him for many years but couldn't find him, and finally had to give up.

In the end, I didn't expect him to come here, and he didn't give up his illusions. ”

After a pause, Fatil sighed, "What a fool. ”

Is it just an illusion......

Aglaia looked at the somewhat broken gray egg on the console and thought of the thrilling encounter during the summer vacation. A hint of bad premonition rose in her heart.

Fatil picked up the dragon egg from the console and whispered, "This should be some kind of test item, I need to send it to St. Mungo, so your mother can test it." ”

Curious, Aglaia took the dragon egg from Fatil's hand, trying to get a feel for what it was.

As soon as she took the thing, a cold whisper came from behind her: "Put it down, lowly girl." ”

Aglaia turned.

The half-giant boy who was bound by himself didn't know when he got up, but at this moment, his eyes flashed with colorful colors, and his whole person was distorted indescribably.

In less than a second, Rubeus Hagrid jerked out a broken stalactite, grabbed Aglaia's shoulder, and stabbed her heart.

The distance between the two was too close, and the other party moved too fast, and Aglaia didn't react at all.

In an instant of life and death, Fatil grabbed Aglaiya's other shoulder, and with his arm force, he pulled open a thin slit and blocked it in front of the half-giant boy with his body.

Poof!

Fatil felt like he had been hit by a rushing train, and the whole person quickly retreated, hitting the metal console hard.

The half-giant had completely changed at this moment, he no longer had the same frightened and timid appearance as before, he grabbed Fatil's neck with one hand and stalactites with the other, and his face was only ruthless and cruel.

Fatil tried to use the Shadow Dragon, only to find that the other party was like a stone, unshakable.

"The stability you seek is worthless. ”

Whispering, Hagrid's hand strained.

The stalactites stirred in his lower abdomen, and Fatil screamed.

Bang!!

Aglaia picked up a large glass bottle on the table and slammed it on the half-giant's head.

The half-giant was smashed to the ground and struggled twice.

Bang!!

Bang!!!

Bang!!!!

With red eyes, Aglaia smashed the bottle on the other party's head one by one, until the other party's head was bleeding, and he didn't withdraw his hand.

Seeing that his daughter had been carried away by fear and anger, Fatil struggled to get up from the table, pounced on him, and held Aglaia down.

"Don't.... Don't do that, calm down, he's being controlled. ”

Aglaia struggled out of her fear and rage, and looked closely at her father as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

A huge stalactite stuck in Fatil's lower abdomen, stabbing him in half. The man in front of him was clutching his lower abdomen, and blood couldn't stop flowing out of his fingers.

Without saying a word, Aglaia tore open his clothes, and a terrible scar was made on his abdomen, and the wriggling organs inside could almost be seen.

"This ..... You ......"