Dimensional sharing group

Zhang Jiao now lives in this small county called Changping County.The county magistrate and lieutenant of this city were shocked by his fire escape-Yanlong singing technique, and took the initiative to surrender.

"Second brother and third brother, how is the situation in this county?"

"The situation has probably cleared up."

Zhang Liang looked disgusted, and Zhang Bao spurned even more.

"The county magistrate here is a bit of a scholarly character, but he was emptied by the county lieutenant. The county lieutenant was born a strong local and has done a lot of bullying men and women."

"Then follow the previous rules. Cut off the county lieutenant, and then single out the heinous criminals in his family for public trial."

Zhang Jiao has a book with a name on it that will make you scared.Obviously, I often flip through the pages of the book.

"Recently, the revolutionary ranks are getting bigger and bigger, and we must pay attention to all aspects: our army must be streamlined, and those soldiers who are too old and too young will not be required. Give them some rice and let them go home; our ideals must be consistent. Every ten days of ideological work must not be left, and cultural studies must be strengthened; the purity of the team needs to be maintained, and the black sheep must be picked out, and the sudden surge of power in the hands must not be taken away."

"Brother, I said so, but we still have too few literate people in Taipingdao!"

Zhang Liang touched his stubble chin slightly in distress.

"If it hadn't been for the eldest brother to control those aristocratic families with illusion, I am afraid they would have been doing tricks in secret."

"Yes, those powerful families are a big problem."

Knowing the limitations of the rule of the feudal period, Zhang Jiao, who had a vision beyond the times, couldn't help but sigh softly.

"The aristocratic family is the main force of this era, and it is also the cancer of this era! Eliminate the aristocratic family, the development of the entire era will go back a hundred years; but if the aristocratic family is not eliminated, the really poor will not get their own fields, and the root of the problem remains unchanged. ."

Only then did he feel how naive he was a month ago-how difficult it is to create a prosperous world where everyone has clothes and clothes, at least can eat and eat!

It is easy to fight the world, but difficult to rule the world.His ambition is to create a peaceful and prosperous world, not to be an emperor.Otherwise, use a transformation technique to sneak into the palace and turn yourself into the Han Ling Emperor Liu Hong...

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiao's eyes slowly lit up.

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The roar of the dragon, the sound of spells, and the exclamation of the referee.

Oh, this is really exciting.

Hermione in the tent thought so.

This is the scene of the first match of the Three Finals Warriors Tournament.When she just drew the dragon duel, she drew the Swedish short-nosed dragon and was scheduled to appear in the third stage.

On the side, facing the fear of a fire dragon, Harry, who appeared last, moved towards Hermione with a pale face.

"Hermione, I mean..."

He spoke with difficulty.

"I mean, what are you going to do when facing the fire dragon later?"

"Now to ask this, don't you think it's a bit late?"

Hermione gave Harry a blank look.Although she knew that Harry's secret weapon was the flying broomstick, and it was not suitable for her flight level to use this method, but what's the point of telling her now?

but.

Hermione thought so.

Didn’t I tell others about joining the “Dimensional Sharing Group”?

"I……"

Harry was a little embarrassed about Hermione's impoliteness.This embarrassment even dilutes the fear and tension in her heart.

He just wanted to say something more, but saw the referee of this game, Bagman walked in.

"Well, the last warrior has successfully captured the golden egg, please Miss Hermione Granger!"

He glanced at Hermione and Harry, who were obviously several years younger than Fleur and Krum, and there was a little sympathy in his eyes.

"I wish you good luck as a private person, and so does Harry."

"Ok."

Hermione took a deep breath, got up from the stool, and picked up the phone-she realized that she was actually nervous too.

After all, the opponent is a fire dragon.

Hermione opened the live broadcast room.

After the administrator Dao Zu went online, there was a new way of live broadcast on mobile phones: a miniature Bluetooth camera that can be buttoned on the collar or chest position, with good properties and high definition.

Watching Hermione appear, Dumbledore wiped his glasses: The old wizard was a little curious while he was dubious about what Ye Nan said about their family secrets.

Now, it is time to prove.

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The Swedish short-nosed dragon is a type of fire dragon that is not outstanding among fire dragons. It is silver-blue in appearance and can emit dazzling blue flames with a temperature exceeding thousands of degrees Celsius.

Moreover, it is fierce by nature, and its flight speed and agility are among the best among fire dragons, but because most of the Swedish short-nosed dragons live in no man's land, the casualties are not large.

Only by standing in front of the fire dragon can Hermione realize what a terrifying species this is.

The hideous appearance, scaled armor with fairly high magic resistance, sharp claws, sharp teeth, sturdy tail and huge body together constitute this terrifying creature standing on the upper level of the food chain.

"Come on, Hermione, you can do it!"

Hermione cheered herself quietly, then put away the wand in her hand.

This move ushered in a burst of exclamation.

"What is she trying to do?"

The headmaster of Boothbarton, Ms. Maxim almost couldn't help getting up from the stool.

Barty Crouch also squeezed his fist nervously.

It's one thing for the Warriors to lose their lives in the Triwizard Tournament, but another thing to commit suicide.

Only Dumbledore sat firmly on Tarzan.

"Don't worry, keep watching. I believe in my students."

Not only the teacher, but many Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff students were sweating for Hermione.

Only Slytherin, who had been taught by Ye Nan and deducted fifty points, felt happy: This mudblood had better be killed by the fire dragon!

After putting away the wand, Hermione's left eye changed in pain, and Huawei Kaleidoscope wrote round eyes.

Afterwards, the three circular gou jade connected together in the eyeball began to spin at high speed.

Hermione snorted:

"Suzoneng!"

The tall blue giant rises from the ground, and the samurai armor that is completely different from the western plate armor is refreshing.

The giant standing on the ground is taller than the crawling Swedish short-nosed dragon.Hermione was protected by Giant Suzuo's chest, looking down at the fire dragon below.

This angle of view, this power, made her heart settled all at once.

Chapter 65 Changes of the group members 2 (for collection)

"What kind of magic is this?"

The principal of Durmstrang School of Magic, Karkaroff looked at the giant standing on the playing field, his eyes protruding.

Mrs. Maxim hadn't swallowed her worry just now when she saw Hermione suffocate a big move, choked for a long time before saying.

"Hogwarts still has such a powerful spell? Is it a bit wrong to teach children?"

Dumbledore thought to himself: I also think Hogwarts has such a spell.If every student at Hogwarts could be like Hermione, then there would be no business with Voldemort!

He raised his hand, Yun said lightly.

"This is the blood secret technique of Miss Granger's family, and it is not within the scope of Professor Hogwarts' magic."

"Blood Secret Technique?"

Principal Maxim suddenly thought of Fleur.

Furong's grandmother is a Veeva, and she has some special abilities with Veeva blood.But what kind of blood is it to be able to directly transform a magic giant like Hermione?The legendary Titan?

For the magical talents of future generations, this Miss Granger's ancestor is really spared!

(For example, Hagrid, his father, actually XXed a giantess, and he was not afraid of sitting back to death.)

At this moment, not only the others, but even the Swedish short-nosed dragons in the field are stunned.

Where is that cute little dessert just now?How come you suddenly become such a big blue giant!

But the dragon is never a slave!

"Roar!"

Looking at the giant in front of him, the Swedish short-nosed dragon was like an Erwang who wanted to take a bite when he saw it. It opened its mouth and sprayed out the dragon flame at Suzuo Nenghu.

Hermione, who controls Susanoh, seemed to be frightened, letting the blue and white hot flame hit her chest.

Nine-headed Dragon Bayi: The evil dragon roars, so exciting!

Connor Kamui: Huh?

Kato Megumi: Conna-chan, I'm not talking about you.

Sakura Kinomoto: Nothing will happen to the president, right?

Uchiha Madara: Don't worry.This flame was also equivalent to the Dragon Fire technique, and could not break Suzuo Nenghu's defense.

really.When being attacked by Long Yan, Hermione, who lacked combat experience, was taken aback, and even forgot to avoid it. Mannv Naoko only had the word'finished'.

But after waiting for a few seconds, she found that although there were blue and white flames everywhere in her vision, she did not feel the pain or the scorching heat, only that the surrounding temperature had risen by a few degrees.

Discovering that the fire dragon's attack hadn't broken her defenses, Hermione was relieved now.

She controlled Suzano to stretch out her right hand, as if she was catching a chicken, oh no, Hermione had never caught a chicken.

It was like catching an owl, pinching the neck of the Swedish Brachynosaurus.

The Swedish short-nosed dragon, who was spitting out the fire, found that he had run out of oil when he was half cool. He could only exhale a few puffs of black smoke and make a huge "qiaqia" cough from his throat.

Then, Hermione pinched the neck of the Swedish short-nosed dragon and lifted it up abruptly.

"Siya!!!"

The Swedish short-nosed dragon wailed, flapped its wings and began to struggle.Its sturdy claws and sturdy tail flapped wildly, attacking Suzuo Nohu's arm, only to find that the big hand that was pinching himself was almost motionless.

"This is so violent!"

Even so, the students at Hogwarts opened their eyes one by one, and Fried Chicken watched with excitement as Hermione performed "How to Crush a Fire Dragon".

Compared with the previous two warriors, the current Hermione is so handsome, okay?Even many of Boothbarton’s students became Hermione’s little fans at this moment.

The Slytherin student's face was pale, and there was no schadenfreude.

What if Hermione did not use this magic now, but used it when she was in conflict with them?Did they even save the time to go to St Mungo's Hospital?

Are they going to thank Hermione for not killing?

The Swedish Brachynosaurus whose neck was pinched, struggled less and less.

Before it was about to burp, Hermione drew out the sword from Suzo Nenghu's waist, cut the chain that trapped the Swedish short-nosed dragon with a single knife, and then threw the hapless fire dragon to the other of the golden eggs. direction.

"Aka, puuuu!"

The Swedish short-nosed dragon coughed vigorously and spewed out a few sparks.

It looked at Hermione in fear, and even as Suzuo was getting closer and closer to the golden egg, he couldn't afford the courage to fight it again.

Under the control of Hermione, Suzuo Nenghu gently stretched out two fingers, pinched the golden egg, and then slowly bent over and placed the golden egg on the judges' bench.

"The game is over! Miss Granger's magic is perfect!"

After Bagman, the referee, announced that the game was over, a group of Aurors swarmed and put the Swedish short-nosed dragon back into the cage.

At the moment of entering the cage, the Swedish Brachynosaurus sneezed contentedly: Although the iron cage does not look good on the outside, it actually feels good when it sleeps.The other fire dragon companions were enthusiastic, and they spoke nicely, as if they were going home.

It never wants to go out again!

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