Hermione was stunned: "Then why didn't you say it yesterday?"

"I was scared by the fire dragon yesterday, so I can't even care about talking about these details. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The little savior pouted.

In addition to chatting halfway through, a few friends also racked their brains, thinking hard about a spell that could subdue the fire dragon, but found nothing, and when they arrived at the library, no one said anything, so they scattered and pulled out every book related to the dragon that they could find, and the six of them began to search for a large stack of books like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But Roger's look at it like it, he casually took out the book and opened it, and after half a day, he didn't even move a page, and watched his little friend with his cheeks busy looking for spells that could help.

"Prune the claws with magic... A cure for scaly ulcers—" Harry involuntarily read out.

Roger immediately retorted lazily: "It's useless, it's for weirdos like Hagrid who want the fire dragon to be strong..."

"Dragons are extremely difficult to slaughter because their thick skin is permeated with ancient magic that only the most powerful spells can penetrate...", Neville also whispered a book.

"That's right," Roger commented, "Don't resist the temptation to chant a stun spell, the fire dragon is infinitely powerful, and it has very powerful magical powers, it is impossible to be defeated by a stun spell, it takes six or seven wizards to chant a spell at the same time to subdue a dragon..."

"I don't need to be reminded that I saw it with my own eyes yesterday. Harry interjected without looking up.

"I think we'll just think about it and try some simple spell books, maybe something will work wonders. Ginny said, tossing "The Spoiling Dragon" aside, and found a large stack of spell books to hold to the table, and began to flip through them locally, Hermione muttering beside her.

"By the way, there's the Transformation Charm... But what's the use of converting? unless you convert its fangs into wine gum or something, making it less dangerous... The problem is, like that book says, not many things can penetrate the dragon's skin... Either deform it? But we're not going to succeed in transforming a behemoth like that, and I suspect even Professor McGonagall is... Unless you apply spells to yourself to increase your strength, but they're not simple spells, we haven't learned them yet, and I only learned them when I was doing practice questions for the general wizard level exam..."

"Rigid thinking...," Roger muttered.

Harry swapped the book in front of him for Basic Spells for Dealing with Hyperactive and Irritable Animals, and when he opened the table of contents, he looked at the introduction: "Peel your hair..."

Roger: "It's a shame that the dragon has no hair..."

Harry: "Smell the pepper..."

Roger: "That probably only increases the dragon's firepower..."

Harry: "Harden your tongue..."

Roger: "...... Sorry, I think it's crooked. ”

"Smack!" the little savior slammed the book shut, gritted his teeth, and said, "Even if you don't help... But please, can you be quiet for a while? We all need to focus!"

Roger raised his eyebrows, silently reached out with a smile in his eyes, and made a gesture of pity. The little savior huffed out another book.

As the whole morning passed, the more they flipped through the books, the more anxious they became, apparently not having yet found any effective solution.

Harry took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes with his knuckles, and said irritably, "I can't go on like this, I don't know when I'll find so many books... We don't have that much time to waste. ”

"And what are we going to do now?" Ginny looked up as well, rubbing her sour neck.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Hermione sat up straight and moved, "I also think we're all rummaging around here a bit like we're doing useless work... Maybe we should ask some people for some help. ”

Miss Jack-of-all-trades gave up looking up in the library!?Harry and Ginny were so surprised that even Luna, who had changed to rummage through the middle of the game to find the existence of the scimitar-horned snorer, lifted her head from the Encyclopedia of Extremely Rare Animals.

Only Neville was unmoved, still seriously flipping through the book. The little fat man seems to have made up his mind not to embarrass anyone, and seriously wants to deal with the fire dragon.

By the way, and Roger, this thing is sleeping on the table, and Mao didn't hear it...

"Someone...?" Harry muttered, "Who do you mean?" he said, glancing unconsciously at the sleeping thing.

"If he wanted to tell us, he would have said it a long time ago," Hermione shook her head slightly, "After all, he signed up for the competition in the name of training us..."

"Wouldn't you be able to train yourself by looking for help?" Neville said without looking up.

"No, it's called exercising our autonomy, otherwise what's the difference between flipping through books in the library and looking for help?" Hermione smiled slyly, and then said, "After all, sometimes we rely too much on Roger, and many times we can only be regarded as a drag..."

The monster riot during the summer vacation made a deep impression on the girl, and that night was almost Roger's full name output, and she and Caroline were in a paddling state, basically going to shout a 666.

"And who should we go to?" Harry asked again.

After a while, Hermione obviously had a draft, and she pointed to her friends one by one: "Harry, you go and contact Sirius Black, his strength is not weak according to Professor Lupin, Ginny, you go to your brother Charlie, he studies dragons in Romania, and he happens to be in school now, he must know some tricks about dealing with dragons, Neville and Luna, I don't know much about your family composition, if there is a good person to consult, ask him, if not, continue to look up materials in the library." ...”

"What about you?" asked Ginny.

"Me?" Hermione smiled, "I'll see if I can get something out of the professors' mouths..."

Then she gently clapped her palms again: "Okay, now let's split up, meet in the 'old place' at night, and then discuss what methods to help us how to subdue a manic little female dragon~"

When he said this, there was some Roger in the back, and his tone was full of frivolity.

Hermione's plan was fine, and Harry, Ginny, Neville, and Luna all got up and went to contact their friends and family.

If they don't have a little more discipline and mobilize all aspects of interpersonal relationships between themselves and their families, they may not be able to find a real 'dragon slaying technique'. After all, what six people can't do doesn't mean that sixty people can't do it, and it's never a lie that there are many people who have great power.

"Alright, don't pretend to be asleep," After everyone left, Hermione pushed Roger who was sleeping next to him, "From the moment Harry spoke, your breathing became weaker." ”

"Bah, can a scholar pretend to be asleep? that's called fake sleep!" said Roger, standing up and speaking righteously.