Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Compared to Maca's lightheartedness, Harry's situation was a bit worse.

First of all, one thing must be understood-most fire dragons like heights, and Harry's goal is the highest point of the entire field.

Around that mountain, at least three fire dragons hovered constantly.Although Harry is getting better and better at controlling the flying broomstick, he is also at risk.

A fire dragon spitting flames continuously behind him, as if he could not catch up with a vow of never giving up; there were also two fire dragons hovering high in the sky, spreading their wings, staring at them.

How about saying that Harry got "both misfortune and challenge"?

I saw him clamp the broomstick tightly with his legs, lowered his figure and flew at high speed, but the fastest speed was not mentioned.Because, under the chase of the fire dragon behind him, he must dodge every fire dragon breath in time. In this case, flexibility and speed are obviously equally important.

The wizard's robe was hunting in the wind, and his black hair was flying in the wind, revealing the iconic lightning scar on Harry's forehead.

The audience is eagerly watching Harry's side, after all, among all the Warriors in the audience, Harry is the most exciting and at the same time the most nervous.

Everyone couldn't help exclaiming with every turn of Harry.Several times, the corners of Harry's clothes were rubbed to the side by the flames, almost in a dangerous situation.

But Harry would dodge dangerously at the most critical moment. He gritted his teeth, always paying attention to everything around him.

He is indeed a real Gryffindor, brave, fearless, and enjoy adventure. Once faced with danger, he will forget all the tension and anxiety and grow in the experience.

"It is indeed the new generation of Lion King at Gryffindor College. The boats are not equipped with oars..."

At this moment, the vast majority of the audience focused their attention on Harry and the Fire Dragon. Only a few people inadvertently caught a glimpse. Maca had sneaked into a small piece of wood under the central peak at some point.

And just in the clearing in front of the woods, Hermione was hiding in the shadow of a giant rock, looking up at her good friend Harry who was far away with a worried look.

Although Maca still doesn't know why Hermione has been staring at Harry here, he has a little understanding in the general direction.

He subconsciously glanced at the direction of the dragon and lion, and secretly said in his heart: "Dumbledore's movements are very fast this time. It seems that the plan is about to officially begin..."

Just as Macca thought about it, the audience suddenly burst into a mess of shouts, pulling him from his mind to reality.

He immediately controlled the Levitation Charm and came to the midair, and his gaze was naturally cast to the position of the dragon and lion.

It's gone!

The lawn is now empty, and only a piece of flattened grass is left to prove that a behemoth indeed had a sweet nap here just now.

Where did it go?

Maca flew up on the rocks, his eyes moved quickly, and soon he saw the dragon and lion covered in conspicuous red scales.

At the same time, a young girl's screams also reached Maca's ears.

That should be Furong's scream, of course, it can only be her-because the other girl is still in the direction behind Maca at the moment!

If it were other fire dragons, Maca would naturally be too lazy to take care of it. If the Veeva hybrid encounters a fatal danger, the rescue team will arrive immediately.

But if the dragon and lion suddenly got into trouble, the meaning would be completely different.

At this time, Maca has squatted down on the rock, leaning forward, so as to increase the speed while maintaining the balance of the body more stably.

Before long, he saw Furong running desperately.

And just behind her, the dragon and lion was spreading its wings, almost gliding against the ground. The lion-like dragon head was extremely ferocious, with smoke in the mouth, and a few sparks in the corner of the mouth.

The distance between it and Furong is rapidly shortening, and the latter will soon be driven.

Maca noticed that the eyes of this dragon and lion were already occupied by a strange black color, and two long black auras were drawn out as they passed through the air.

He was too familiar with this kind of black spirit--Voldemort had indeed begun to do it!

"Get down!"

Maca yelled at the running Furong, and then stopped paying attention to whether she did so. He drew out his wand and it was a series of red fire lights, predicting the direction of the dragon and lion's flight.

That string of fire accurately hit the dragon and lion's strong body, although it interrupted its intention to breathe dragon's breath, it only made it roar and flew out a short distance.When it fluttered its wings to maintain its balance, it roared and changed the target of its attack, and rushed towards Maca.

It was just an ordinary silent coma spell, and of course it wouldn't damage a fire dragon.What's more, the fire dragon in front of him is obviously extraordinary.

But Maca's purpose is here, what he wants is to attract the other's attention!

When he saw the dragon and lion rush towards him, he immediately turned around and fled back. The destination was the mountain in the center of the field, where Harry and Hermione were.

Closer, closer!But Maca was about to be overtaken by the dragon and lion behind him!

At this moment, another cloud of mist exploded at the tip of Maca's rod and continuously dispersed in the air.The dragon and lion, who were constantly chasing, plunged headlong into the gray mist unscrupulously. The huge dragon wings stirred the gray mist, and quickly rushed straight out from the other end.

But Maca has disappeared.

The lion-like dragon let out a furious dragon roar, and naturally locked his eyes on Harry in mid-air.

"Roar--"

Its power seemed to be so great that it smashed away the Hungarian hornet that had been trailing behind Harry, and then slapped the dragon's wings, speeding up to chase Harry.

Now, most viewers have seen the abnormality of this dragon and lion. They looked at Harry in the air anxiously, and even forgot to blink their eyes.

But right in the middle of the high wall that served as the auditorium, Dumbledore just calmly watched what was happening in front of him. He even ignored Professor McGonagall’s non-stop persuasion from the side, his eyes exuding wisdom. Light.

Faintly, a seemingly non-existent expectation quietly appeared on Dumbledore's wrinkled face.And his gaze stayed on Hermione at the foot of the mountain.

It was the moment Dumbledore looked at Hermione. Harry, who was trying to avoid the dragon and lion chase, suddenly shook the broomstick to the lower left and turned down at a very fast speed towards Hermione. The position swooped away.

"The Sorting Hat is coming!"

Hermione rushed out of the shadow behind the rock, and with a wave of her wand, the well-prepared flying curse was pronounced accurately.

It takes time to fly to curse and summon items, but from Hogwarts Castle to here, it only takes a few seconds at most.Just as Harry dived down quickly, a strange cry flew all the way to Hermione's hands from far and near.

"Damn it! It must have been more than two hundred years! I must have not flew like this in more than two hundred years! It's all due to the fools who call themselves'Yeah Calling'. It's okay to invent a flying curse! One time is not enough, but the first time Twice! Did you let the hat live? Damn, who is this fool again..."

Accompanied by a series of anger, a patched, dirty old wizard's hat drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed accurately in Hermione's hands.

"...What's the matter? It's you!" The folds on the top of the sorting hat snapped together, screaming, "I think about it... Hermione Granger, yes... oh, you want What are you doing?"

Before it was finished, Hermione reached into her hat.

"Hey! I said, what are you looking for?" The Sorting Hat screamed, "Don't go inside, itchy!"

"Gryffindor Sword!" Hermione raised her head and called Harry anxiously as she rushed to her.

"Say early!"

Before the sorting hat had finished speaking, Hermione suddenly felt a hard touch in the palm of her hand, she hurriedly held it, and then yanked it out.

Suddenly, under the sunshine, a cold light flashed in front of everyone's eyes. The exquisite sword body was as clean as new, like a mirror light that can reflect people; a crimson gem shining with moving brilliance at the end of the hilt , The fine carvings at the handshake are set off extremely luxuriously.

But Hermione didn't even look at it. She threw the sorting cap aside and threw it up with all her strength while holding the sword in both hands.

"Harry, catch it!"

The sword spun up in the air, and the cold light of the sword flickered with the rotation of the blade, which made people want to take a few more glances.

At the same time, Harry jerked the broomstick-he had to stop himself before catching the Gryffindor sword, or the result of rushing straight to the ground would undoubtedly be a lump of fresh meat.

The dive stop is an action that every Quidditch seeker will practice, but no one has ever tried to dive at full speed at such a high altitude, and of course Harry has never tried it.

But he knew that if he wanted to avoid injury, he had to leave enough braking distance.

"Just a little bit!"

Harry, who had just stopped diving at a low altitude, stretched his right hand straight forward.His height above the ground is low enough, but the lateral distance is just a few inches away!

Seeing that his fingers had touched the hilt of the Gryffindor sword, but this meant that he could no longer grasp the sword.On top of Harry’s head, the distance between the dragon and lion that had lost his sanity and him was not enough for him to try again...

Just when Harry was so anxious that he almost yelled out, somehow, the hilt of the sword moved horizontally into his hand out of thin air-he held it!

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