The flames were stained silvery-white. The roar of filial piety came to an abrupt end. The amulet card in the black-clothed Azan's hand stopped shaking, and the smug-looking witch Zhang He also looked at the sky together.

"The dragon...... In the fall? They saw it right, the fire dragon flying hundreds of meters in the air with its wings spread was falling rapidly.

The school will raise its hand and clench slightly. All the scales on the dragon's body began to be stained with hoarfrost, and the body began to freeze, followed by the spirit and soul.

Its eyes had lost focus, and it was already doomed the moment the school's will struck.

The huge flames now resemble huge ice mounds suspended above the school, and each cluster of flames comes to life, as if they are still burning quietly.

"Get out of here." The black-clothed Azan whispered, and then immediately fell behind him. The rest of the students reacted that the position they were standing in was too dangerous, whether it was the fireball or the dragon, there was a possibility that it would hit them.

"Let's go, the professor can't make us meatloaf, can he?" Leaving the top floor of the castle in fear, several wizards quickly shuttled through the castle, and found that the other students who were in class had no idea at all, and watched the feat outside with their professor.

For a while, these wizards didn't know that it was their inner superiority that was causing them, and they couldn't help but feel emotion and pride in their hearts.

"Hey, I've been fighting a fire dragon for so long." Of course, this is not something to celebrate.

Ranko looked at the falling fire dragon and reached out to catch the small book beside him. Zhang He heard a snap and the sound of the book closing.

"Professor?" She turned her head in confusion, and Professor Malfoy on the side casually stuffed the strange book into his pocket and said to her, "Miss Zhang, please tell the others later, you can move freely later, maybe it's a good choice to take a bath." ”

"Okay, Professor." Zhang He, speaking fluent English, watched Professor Malfoy leave.

"Knot, it's over?" The weight fell to the ground with a dull sound. The wizard, who had been hiding at the beginning, struggled to stretch off the thicker and thicker snow coat on his body, and looked at the sky with some blankness, where there was no longer the figure of the terrifying fire dragon.

When the black-clothed Azan heard the words relayed by the witch Zhang He, Fa Mu's face was expressionless, and he turned to leave.

"Eh, you......" Zhang He knew this person's temperament, but still said: "Wait until you see other classmates, remember to tell me." The black-clothed Azan left in silence with a cold face.

Most of the other students who returned to the classroom also heard Zhang He's relay, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. God knows how mentally prepared they were to come to this class in the morning, but fortunately, except that the weather was a little colder, they were a little numb, and they thought they were almost dead, but they actually thought that this class was quite good.

Didn't you see that the professors were released directly in the second half of the class? What an honor! Numb.jpg Ranco walked all the way out, and when he met students on the way, he would also tell them the truth about what they wanted to rest.

As for the few students who obviously want to 'cross hands' with him...... He said he was asking for black magic, but in fact he was also a thorny guy, and he was put down by his obstacle spell.

In order not to discourage the self-confidence of this group of children, he also recited a rare incantation to give them a chance to react.

Of course, the result is still a pity, and there is no one here who can fight. Malfoy-esque indifference.jpg there is a large open space between the castle and the school gate, and not far from there stand three towering stone pillars corresponding to the portkeys of the East, West, and North Towers.

The snow and ice intensified, and even when separated by magic, there was a chill that now soaked into the marrow.

The school will, who had no facial features but could see the cold gaze, stood on the fire dragon and looked at Ranko condescendingly, trying to get back to the previous field from him.

Since he has a request for others, Ranko also has a very decent, corrected smile on his face. He was no stranger to the scene, but for magical beings like the school's will, it would complicate things by beating around the bush.

"Give me face, give it to me." The answer given to him by the school's will was that the lake was snowy on his face. According to the contract, as long as Ranko Malfoy is a professor at Durmstrang, the will of the school cannot hurt him, but this does not mean that the will of the school has no temper.

It was just a mistake before, but she was super fierce. Wiping a handful of snow from his face, Professor Malfoy saw that the school had no reaction other than a not friendly look in his eyes, so he lowered his head.

…… back, just a cold back...... Ranko almost resisted the urge to throw a spell, and the icy snow, which had no magical effect, poured in from where the cloak was not covered by the back collar, making him shiver.

Crooked, this is too grudgeful, and he is not a bad person! Completely forgetting that he wanted to put people in his pocket before, and then quietly took them away, Professor Malfoy secretly said, how can this little chic be such a thing, as the so-called revenge with virtue, why don't you know how long you have lived for a little chic who doesn't know how long you don't know how to care for your juniors?

Didn't you just tear down your home, plant a curse on you, just steal the house and put people away, and by the way, let the dragon bite the students, to...... Professor Malfoy thought back to what he had done, was silent for a moment, and then said sternly: That's right!

Not! He's not a bad guy! It's just an accident and coincidence, plus a little bit of my own interest, a little bit of strange interest and not a crime!

Oh, of course, as a child on the outside, but with a mature heart on the inside, Malfoy didn't care about such a trivial matter.

Seeing the blonde boy's face 'You kid mess with me' school will: ??? Seeing that Ranko really didn't want to pay attention to her, because of the school contract, the school wanted to leave, but she felt that there was no face at all to leave like this, so she could only stand in place, and her cold face acted as a distorted ball of cold air.

"The will of the school cannot be done to the professors and students of the school casually, judging from its sudden materialization just now, it should be a very serious punishment for violating the contract." If the curse doesn't take effect sooner or later, but it works at that time, it shouldn't be just a coincidence.

Professor Malfoy stood beside the huge frozen dragon ice cube and patted the thick ice, wondering how likely it was that the school would be unlucky.

It's best to fall directly into his pocket, the kind of big mold that can be packed and taken away.

"But maybe it's just that I'm lucky?" The whimsical Professor Malfoy picked up his wand and stared at the huge block of ice in front of him, and the giant eyed child of the fire dragon in it.

There seemed to be resentment, surprise, fear, pleasure, and a faint, invisible hint of joy in those eyes.

I can't help but want to be collected, even if it's lost its luster and frozen in frost. Ranko whispered the incantation, and the wand in his hand burst into bright colors.

The ice created by the school's protective magic quickly unravels. I don't know when the pages of the book reappeared, and it was directly loaded with the dragon and ice.

Clapping his hands, Ranko looked at the school will. Just before the school exploded, he said, "I think you should be able to accept 'remove the curse completely' as compensation." "The school's will is to take that damn 'tumor' off in a dream!