Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The short sword thrown was extremely sharp and I didn't know what metal it was made of. It could easily pass through Evan's magic and dragon skin protection and cut the dragon.

Because of the pain, the dragon made a terrible roar.

The fairies waved the bell, clanging and making the dragon extra grumpy.

It circles in the air and dares not approach the tunnel too closely.

Ivan frowned, not this way. He waved the wand again and cast a strong spell on Giant Dragon's skin.

unexpected, this non-injurious magic worked quickly.

Dragon skin can resist most of the spells, but obviously Gain magic is not part of it. See, Ivan instead started using all kinds of gain magic against dragons, sturdy spells, sharp spells, enlargement spells, gravity spells, boost spells, savage spells, bloodthirsty spells...

With all kinds of Evan's boost magic, the dragon seems to have taken a supplement and become extra raw.

Its size is a lap bigger than just now, and its rough skin is stronger and its claws are stronger.

The flame temperatures ejected rise sharply, the splash length can reach hundreds of feet, and the flame burns longer.

Giant dragons have red eyes, breathing another flame.

The flame blew up and burned the entire tunnel.

In order to avoid the flames, fairies and guards fled, against the swordstorm thrown at them, the dragon tore the road with claws all the way, and the tapered dragon tail filled with great power swayed around, crushing the huge rocks and milkstones behind him.

Ben's little goblin fled like an ant at the feet of this horrible human beast.

Countless stones fell, and the fairies' clanging sounds seemed to have been covered, and they could no longer block the path of the dragon.

Breaking through the gates, the fairies had cleared the tunnel before, but now made it easier for this horrible monster to pass, and under the brutal and horrible power of the Evan, Harry, Hermione and Elaine spells, they stormed out of the tunnel.

The dragons flew higher and higher, breaking through the rocks and entering the Gulling Palace Marble Hall in an unprecedented manner.

The fairies and wizards in the lobby were all staring at the dragons coming out of the ground, screaming, turning around, fainting, and watching as if the end of the world had come early.

The wizards and fairies trembled and begged, running for cover.

The entire Palace of the Gourd is collapsing, the dragon stretches its wings and once again sprays a flame, seemingly trying to kill all the people and fairies in its sight, and it wants revenge, revenge for the hatred it has been imprisoned in that tiny space deep underground for the rest of its life.

Ivan stopped it, and the dragon opened its wings and reached for the cool breath of the exit with its horned head.

Then, with Ivan, Harry, Hermione and Elaine still stuck on their backs, it swept right through the ancient palace.

The diagonal alley underneath became smaller and smaller, and the dark and dangerous underground time and the magma that melted everything seemed to be a long time ago, as they flew higher and higher in the air, London unfolded beneath them, looking like a two-color map between grey and green.

Ivan panted and tried to contain the joy of escaping from desperation in his body.

The magic is ineffective and the Giant Dragon's size is getting smaller, and it seems a little tired, but the joy of escape is still supporting it as it struggles to fly forward and quickly moves in the direction of Evan's control.

Ivan sat on the back of a giant dragon's wide spine, lowly curled beneath the monster's neck against the metal skin.

The cool breeze soothed his blistering skin just now in the underground magma, and the dragon poured its wings on the air like a pair of windmill blades, behind him Harry, Hermione and Elaine were screaming because of excitement.

It just flew forward for about five minutes, and Ivan looked down to find the right landing spot.

They're going back to 12 Grimo Square to study the golden cup and deed they just got, and the dragons continue to fly, and it's best to let the tracking Death Eaters think they're still sitting on the dragon's back, misleading them further away.

Evan was going to sneak in quietly and leave quietly after he got his things. He didn't want to make such a big scene. When would Voldemort know they hacked into the Lestrange family vault? How long will it take for the fairies of the Palace to find Bellatrix under the ruins of the vault?

And how long will it take them to find Ivan? What did they steal?

As soon as Bellatrix wakes up, he should be able to figure out that Ivan took the golden cup.

In the end Voldemort will know that they are searching for the Horcrux.

Then he would soon discover that all the artifacts he had made had been destroyed, with the exception of the statue of the Evil God.

Voldemort will definitely jump like Thunder, but what use is he going to need a Horcrux when he becomes a demon?

Ivan thought that he let the dragon rise a little bit, and covered the dragon's figure with that cold cloud, so that Muggles in the tower wouldn't see them.

Behind Ivan, the excitement in Harry's body gradually faded.

He looked around and hid that the scar was sting.

A moment of trance, he seemed to see a new illusion, a dim room, a moldy room with leaks.

He stood in the middle of the room, gently holding the wand, surrounded by total darkness.

“Don't you know anything?” He said in a ruthless voice, "But even waste can be useful...”

In the darkness ahead of him, a curled figure trembled there, as if he had just been tortured by Voldemort.

Who is this?

Harry opened his eyes and wanted to see the person opposite him clearly. This figure made him very familiar. Fear came to oppress him in the dark. Harry became more and more worried. He had a feeling of anxiety. The least expected and worst thing happened to him.

Just as he walked through this thick darkness and saw clearly the figure opposite Voldemort, a wave of royal footsteps came from afar.

Voldemort quickly turned around, shaking violently, and Harry opened his eyes again.

He found himself lying on the grass, the cool night breeze slowly blowing, his ears buzzing.

The dragon has disappeared, and Ivan, Hermione and Elaine are surrounding him with concern.

“Does he know?” Ivan asked.

“Not yet, but it should be soon, I heard footsteps and Ken could have been informed about it.” Harry gasped.

“What was he doing? Just as you entered his head..."

Harry looked at Ivan with a grudge and seemed to find his problem particularly frightening.