On Clark's stats panel, the charm stat that had just been raised to 15 points dropped to 14 points after a flash of flickering.

However, Norwegian Ridgeback Dragon Norber, who signed a magic pet contract with him, began to change at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Its body became more slender, and its pitch-black scales became more round and shiny, as if carved from fine black jade, and the original hideous bone spurs on its wings were also retracted.

The appearance of the whole dragon has increased greatly, with a little less aggression that repels people from thousands of miles away, and a little more elegant atmosphere.

【Ding! The contract has been signed, congratulations on getting a new pet, please name it]

When the last bit of power was withdrawn from Clark's body and transferred to the body of the little fire dragon, an intangible, heart-to-heart connection was also created between them.

"To be honest, Hagrid's naming skills aren't very good, since you're a girl, let's call you Nobeta!"

"Like the name? Nobeta. ”

The little fire dragon Nobeta broke away from Clark's touch, raised her slender neck, and let out a long groan of joy.

At this moment, with the gift from the Feron Continent, she can be regarded as completely getting rid of the fate of Harry Potter, the world fire dragon, and embarking on a new path of evolution.

Name: Nobeta

Age: 1 year old

Race: Pseudosaurus

Faction: Chaos Neutral

Attributes: Strength 10, Agility 12, Constitution 13, Intelligence 7, Perception 12, Charisma 11 (+1)

Speed: 3 m/s, 20 m/s for flight (good)

Skills: Negotiation 2, Hiding 20, Listening 9, Search 6, Observing Words and Sights 13, Scouting 9, Survival 5, Tracking 15

Characteristics: Blind 10 meters, Dark Vision 10 meters, Psychic Link 10 meters

Specialties: Scale Skin, Resistance Skin (Weak), Spit Weapon, Fangs and Claws, Vigilance, Weapon Proficiency

Clark looked at Nobeta's list of attributes and couldn't help but nodded, this template is much better than that crow. This is still a newborn little dragon, if it grows up a little more, I'm afraid that the attributes will have to be doubled.

At this moment, Nobeta seemed to have recovered from this reborn change, and after adjusting to her newfound strength, she held her head high and looked at Clark with unblinking green eyes.

"So, are you my Master?"

A childish and ignorant voice, following an invisible link, sounded in Clark's mind.

"Are you talking?" He glanced curiously at Nobeta in front of him, and saw her nod very humanely.

This should be the [Psychic Link] displayed on the properties panel.

Clark and Raven Fujin could also have similar inductions before, but because of Fukin's intelligence, even if he taught for a long time, he could still only perceive general emotions, but he didn't expect to be able to communicate with the fire dragon as a demon pet.

High-grade goods are really high-end goods, and it is not in vain that he consumes a precious charm attribute point.

But now was not the time for them to exchange feelings, and Hagrid, not far away, was already drenched in mud up to his waist. Quirrell had already leaned down, and his condition was extremely critical.

Before Clark could open his mouth, an idea had just popped into his heart, and the little fire dragon Nobeta suddenly flapped its wings and jumped on the branch, and the whole dragon was like a silent ghost with the help of the branches and leaves, and now Quirrell pounced in the distance.

Telepathic yyds!

Clark sighed inwardly as he reached out and wrapped the activation rope around his waist around Hagrid's body, tying the other end to the trunk of the large tree beside him.

Noberta's entry into the war bought Hagrid enough time to get out of trouble.

Although the little one is not very strong, with her slender body, flexible movement, complex environment, and hot enough to threaten the enemy, she successfully maneuvered Quirrell.

he～tui！

The collision of water and fire stimulated the steam in the sky, obscuring the sight of both sides, but for Nobeta, who has a blind range of 10 meters, the other party's every move is not under control, but it can also be said that it is inseparable.

[Blindness]: Dragons' powerful wild perception allows them to perceive the creatures around them through non-visual means, including hearing, smell, vibration, or other environmental factors. (Note: Opponents that are invisible to the dragon remain completely hidden from it.) ）

With the help of this ability, fist-sized fireballs pierced through the steam and flew towards Quirrell from all directions, leaving him exhausted.

However, after the initial panic, Quirrell quickly reacted and waved his wand to summon a strong wind, ready to blow away the water vapor and restrict the dragon's movements.

However, the moment the steam dissipates.

"Bang!"

The familiar voice exploded again, and Quirrell's heart tightened, and his cold hair stood on end, only to feel a chill rush to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and the threat of death was like a sharp knife against his chest.

He didn't have time to think about it, and the whole person threw himself to the side away from the unicorn, and rolled on the ground, not caring about the mud-stained robe, and immediately stood up again.

It was the first time he had dodged Hagrid's attack during the entire fight.

Although it was a mess, the reaction seemed to be worth it when he looked at the feathered arrow that was still buzzing and trembling at the end of the arrow where he had been standing.

Quirrell's heart wondered, could his defensive magic be seen through by Hagrid's stupid big man?

Hagrid, who had just shot an arrow, grinned when he saw the effect.

It turned out that when Clark rescued him, he told him that Quirrell's method of dodging the arrow just now might be some kind of phantom that distorted his image.

Just like when fishing, the actual position of the fish in the water is actually a little below what we see.

Now he has tried it according to Clark's conjecture, and sure enough, the accuracy has been greatly improved.

The confidence in his heart increased, and Hagrid's hands were not slow, and several feathered arrows shot out in a row, blocking all angles around Quirrell.

This made Quirrell dodge very embarrassed, and before he could get to his feet, a line of fire sprayed into his back.

"You bastards, you're a nuisance!"

Quirrell was so angry that his voice became shrill, Voldemort's orders had already put a lot of pressure on him, and the two guys were making trouble next to him, which made him even more angry.

But the feather arrows and fireballs are staggered, and they don't give him any room to counterattack, one person and one dragon are obviously the first time to cooperate, but they have a very tacit understanding.

"Ahh

Quirrell didn't care if his identity would be revealed, he hadn't forgotten that the unicorn was dying.

If you can't devour its pure soul before it dies, relying only on the blood of a unicorn will not have the effect of prolonging its life by three years.