"Fire dragon?"

Harry hadn't expected to see a fiery dragon in the city of London—oh! On a normal day, the damage caused by two steps on the ground would have caused a big commotion.

But in the last two days, the city has suffered enough disaster that Muggles may not even be visible on the streets.

Just as Harry pulled little Robin to speed up his steps and quickly threw it towards the clearing where Bill was, he noticed that the fire dragon that had just flown over the sky suddenly spun and fell directly towards Bill.

"Hey, be careful!"

"Don't worry," Bill immediately beckoned to Harry, "come here!" It's okay - that's Charlie! ”

"What?"

Seriously, although many people's dream is to ride a fire dragon and watch the wind soar in the sky, I am afraid that no one would ever think that one day someone would be able to tame a fierce and arrogant fire dragon.

Yes, the more you know about the fire dragon, the more it feels like a delusion.

"It's Norway Ridgeback...... Ah, there really are people on the back of the dragon! ”

Harry thought to himself as he dragged the boy and ran briskly.

"Bang-"

It can be seen that although the fire dragon was about to land, it had already flapped the dragon wings a few times in advance to slow itself down. But in fact, when landing, the huge body still crushed a broken wall.

The Norwegian Ridgeback Dragon's body is not really big, and the reason why they make people think that they are comparable to the Hungarian wasp is only because the giant wings are really not ordinarily large.

It is conceivable that if the Ukrainian iron belly, which weighs more than six tons on average, were replaced and landed here with their most usual "smashing landing method...... That scene must have been even more amazing!

"Don't move."

When Harry saw this, he hurriedly waved his wand while pulling little Robin behind him, and quickly cast an obstacle charm in front of him, blocking several flying stones.

And then, when he looked at the figure on the neck of the Norwegian spinal dragon, he said in surprise:

"Charlie! Is it really you? ”

"That's right, it's me," beckoned Charlie on the dragon's back, "come on!" I know you must have a lot to ask, but not now – what about the parents of the children? ”

"I heard that I went out and didn't come back."

Harry replied, and Bill, who was next to him, walked up behind him and lifted the wide-eyed little Robin.

"Leaving the kids home alone?" Charlie smiled at little Robin as he tried to bend down and pick up the boy who seemed a little timid, "Impossible, right?" There's this—"

Although he didn't finish speaking, it was already obvious what he said - is there really a parent in this world who leaves their children at home alone?

Of course, not to mention whether there are such immoral parents in the end, at least little Robin's parents don't seem to be like that.

“…… And Claire. ”

After being gently placed on the back of the dragon in front of him by Charlie, he finally said something carefully.

"Who is Claire?"

Charlie, as he gently accosted little Robin, beckoned to Harry and motioned for him to hurry up as well. Harry answered, reaching out for Charlie to tug on, and climbed up with the dragon's armor.

"It was his family's nanny who ran away." He took the opportunity to answer the question for little Robin.

"Oh, that's really...... Blame the wrong person. ”

Charlie shook his head when he heard this, and instead let the two of them sit firmly, and he was about to inform the fire dragon under him to take off.

"Charlie, and what about Bill?"

"He stayed down there and was in charge of the search and rescue." As he spoke, Charlie patted the fire dragon on the neck and said loudly, "Nobeta, let's go!" Let's go back to the museum first! ”

"Nobeta?"

……

Speaking of which, Harry seemed to have ridden a lot of flying things—like a broomstick, a hippogriff, and a silver eagle patronus of Maca.

There is no doubt that he is very fond of telling the feeling of flying in the air, which will make him feel the charm of freedom.

But obviously, he hadn't ridden a fire dragon until now!

Well, the killing is killing.

And now, he finally experienced the taste of riding on the fire dragon and flying high against the strong wind. Although this is not as easy as driving a broomstick, the feeling of letting a giant beast soar with you is really a little unstoppable!

By the way, it is worth mentioning - according to Charlie, this fire dragon is actually the Norwegian spine dragon Noble that Hagrid hatched in the fireplace?

Oh no, now its name has been changed to "Nobeta" - after all, Charlie has confirmed the sex of the "little one", which is a female Spinback Dragon.

They had secretly taken the little guy to Charlie to the Romanian Dragon Farm, and in just a few years they had grown to such a size, and now they could fly them over the city of London.

The thought of having such a fate made Harry feel a little more emotional.

"Charlie, you just said that we are going to the 'museum'?" Harry asked loudly in the wind blowing in front of him.

"That's right," Charlie nodded, and shouted the same high, "you should know that there's the Quidditch Museum to the north-west—it's unremarkable, and there's a large underground gallery underneath, which is a little out of the way, but it's also a great place to take refuge. So I consulted with Bill and decided to make it the third shelter camp in the city! ”

"Oh, that's nice!" Harry immediately said, "Muggles are accepted, yes?" ”

"Of course!"

Nobeta flies very fast, even surpassing the firebolt's top speed when sprinting at full strength. The two had barely spoken before they felt Nobeta suddenly press down and swoop straight to the ground.

"Cool!"

If it weren't for the fog in London today, I believe that although this flight is short, you will definitely be able to see a beautiful cityscape.

But even so, Harry felt unusually happy.

Little Robin, who was sitting in Charlie's arms, was startled by the sudden acceleration dive, and hurriedly closed his eyes tightly.

As Noveta flapped her wings and slowed down, with a heavy thud of land, she finally stopped in the middle of the street below.

"Harry, I'll have to get back to Bill at this point, so I'm not going to go in with you. Look at it! If possible, see if we can stay here......," Charlie said, "though we've found a few wizards on the road to guard the refuge, and two Dark Wizard strikers...... But I still don't feel like it's enough. ”

"This ...... I'm afraid not," Harry rolled over and climbed off Nobeta, then reached for little Robin, "I'll have to put the Gryffindor Sword to work in the right place - you know, there are some black-eyed wizards in the city who can manipulate strange substances, and ordinary magic doesn't work for them." ”

"Oh, that's really the Gryffindor sword......" Charlie nodded as he looked at Harry's sword that was always upside down in his hand, "I've only seen it a few times before in the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts!" ”

After saying this, he said again:

"Well, I'll wait for you here! After you come out in a moment, we can act together! Rest assured, Bill will be fine alone in a short period of time - he's better than you think! ”

"Okay, then I'll be back as soon as possible."

Harry said a momentary goodbye to Charlie, taking little Robin by the hand and walking briskly down the street to the old restaurant by the roadside.

In normal times, it is a Muggle restaurant that is operating normally, although business is not good. The shop is run by a Squib couple who apparently prefer to be with Muggles to life in the wizarding world.

At the end of the day, though, the couple had always come from the wizarding world, and the husband's grandfather had been the director of the Quidditch Museum. So the entrance to the museum has always been located in the backyard of their restaurant.

In fact, Harry had been here a few times in the past when he had been to Diagon Alley before school started, and he had even eaten lunch in the front restaurant a few times, so he was familiar with the road this time.

It's a pity that in the past two days, because of the disaster in London, the restaurant obviously had to be temporarily closed.

"I just hope that this gray London can be sunny as soon as possible!"

Instead of going through the wizards' back door, Harry opened the front door down the street with a lockpicking charm, and led little Robin through the dining room to the backyard.

As you can see, there is almost nothing in this backyard, just a small storage warehouse.

"Robin, by September of this year, you'll probably be a little wizard." Harry patted little Robin on the shoulder and said, "But I think you'll see more about magic than many of your students." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his wand and swiped a little at the warehouse door, and then opened the door. Suddenly, I saw a layer of silver ripples behind the door of the warehouse that had been opened, and I couldn't see the real appearance of the warehouse at all.

"Look, if you don't use the spell, this is just an ordinary warehouse." Harry said, nudging little Robin on the back, "Let's go in!" Honestly, this is my favorite place to visit after school and the stadium! ”

Seeing that little Robin reached over and touched it with a curious face, and after finding that he hadn't touched anything, he stepped into the screen in surprise. Harry paused for a moment, then walked in after him.

As soon as he entered the familiar museum, Harry found that there was not only the underground exhibition hall, but also the hall above.

In addition to a few wizards in charge of the guards, many Muggles were here, all of them looking around the large circle of display cases around the hall with strange faces looking at the introductory text.

Muggles certainly don't know the rules of Quidditch, but there are a lot of Muggle broomsticks in their storybooks - they all know that wizards usually ride them!

Well, even if it's not what they imagined?

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