Hogwarts: This professor is too Muggle.

Chapter 100 Fire Dragon Unrest
"In order to prevent dark wizards from poaching dragons, the protected area has established the same restrictions as the school, prohibiting Apparition."

"The hearth can quickly cross the territories of different clans. Within these areas, we usually travel around on flying brooms. The committee also gave us fireproof boots and leather armor, but some dragon flames are quite powerful."

"The Norwegian Ridgeback and the Swedish Shortnose are about the same size. The two populations are neighbors. Norbeta is still young and lives in the swamp next to the lake. There is also a Shortnose incubating in the nearby valley."

"Look! That's what caused these blisters and burns."

While explaining, Charlie and his colleagues showed off their bandages, and there were more than a dozen scars of varying sizes on their arms.

A group of people walked slowly on the slope of a valley. Humus and pine needles formed a soft natural carpet. The mountain forest beside the valley exuded a damp smell. The sunlight shone into the dense forest, making the trees greener and the dew on the leaves sparkling.

The midsummer wind blew through the woods, gently shaking the branches and leaves.

It's just that the temperature is a bit strange. Even in the hot June, the wind in the valley should be refreshing and pleasant, not as hot as it is now.

Melvin frowned and looked down at the valley where the hot wind was coming from, listening carefully to the sounds in the woods.

He suddenly felt an invisible heat surge from afar. The powerful magic made his heart tremble, and he immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Dragon Breath is coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hot wind from the mountains and forests revealed its true form, and the entire slope was enveloped in blue dragon flames.

A shrill roar.

It was as if the air and diaphragm in the throat were ignited by sulfur and flames in an instant, causing a trembling roar in the air to echo in the mountains and forests. A giant dragon with silver-blue scales soared into the sky, and dazzling blue flames spewed out of its nostrils and mouth, instantly turning the wood into ashes, and the rocks turned red and softened into liquid, flowing down the slope.

"It's the Swedish Short-Snout!"

"Block!"

The moment Melvin gave the warning, the two experienced keepers responded immediately. One of them quickly took off the leather armor underneath his outer robe and shook it twice. The leather armor immediately expanded into a special fireproof shield. Charlie cooperated with him to hold up the shield and block the direction of the dragon flame.

"boom!"

The ferocious dragon flames hit the shield, like a mountain torrent encountering an obstacle, leaving a narrow gap in the middle, and pouring out even more violently on both sides.

The leather armor woven with mithril could be supported by a wide shield when infused with magic power. The outer layer was inlaid with dragon scales from the Ukrainian Iron Belly. In just a few seconds, the heat turned the mithril made by alchemy red, burning the arms of the two breeders holding the shields, and the flesh made a faint sizzling sound.

Despite this, they still breathed a sigh of relief, feeling both grateful and a little confused.

The Swedish short-nosed dragon is almost the fire dragon with the most fiery dragon flame. The leather armor equipped on it cannot withstand such a fierce dragon breath bombardment.

"..."

Melvin, who was the first to sense the dragon's breath, immediately released his armor to block the flames and splashing magma from both sides. He frowned slightly to feel the temperature of the dragon's flame, and observed the movements of the silver-blue short-nosed dragon over the dazzling blue light, thinking in his heart what to do.

If he were alone, he would go up and duel with the fire dragon with his iron armor.

Unfortunately, there were other wizards around. If they left the range of the armored bubble, the old professor and Hagrid would be barbecued like human meat.

A blazing blue flame suddenly erupted and raged across the entire forest like a roaring wave. Hagrid was stunned. Kettleburn and the two keepers had serious expressions, proving that this was not a normal activity in the reserve.

"It's that Swedish short-nosed dragon!" Charlie gritted his teeth, enduring the severe pain. "A mother dragon wouldn't lose control for no reason. A poaching wizard must have sneaked in and stole the dragon eggs while it was resting!"

"Damn it..." The breeder's sweat quickly evaporated from his forehead, leaving a few pale salt marks on the back of his neck. "Hold on a few more minutes, the others should be rushing over here."

Professor Kettleburn was inexplicably excited. Curious about the dragon's flames, he got too close and had half his eyebrow burned off. His expression immediately turned serious. "Let's get out of here first."

"We also want to retreat, but there is no way!"

"..."

Melvin waved his hand to expand the armor bubble.

The pressure brought by the dragon flame suddenly decreased. Charlie and his colleagues were stunned for a moment, staring at the young professor with wide eyes, their expressions a little dazed.

In an emergency, there was no time for nonsense. Relying on the protection of their armor, several people quickly retreated and moved over the slope to leave the range covered by the dragon flame.

Temporarily out of danger, several people retreated to the wooden house while observing the rear.

From here, one can clearly observe the short-nosed dragon hovering in the sky, constantly breathing and exhaling dragon breath, while moving its nose as if searching for some smell.

Keepers on brooms came rushing over from all directions in the sky. The wizards wearing dragon scale leather armor nimbly avoided the dragon flames and waved their wands. The tiny beams of magic seemed a little dim compared to the blue dragon flames, but they covered the sky densely, giving a spectacular look that covered the sky and the sun.

The Swedish short-nosed dragon flapping its wings and breathing fire was a mother who had just lost her child. She was aroused by the black wizard's actions and became ferocious. Facing these spells, Pingming twisted and dodged, and sprayed dragon breath to resist the beams.

Under the bright sunlight, Melvin could see the eyes of the silver-blue fire dragon—vertical pupils and red bulging eyes, filled with human-like anger, fear, and sorrow. "Requesting backup!"

"Seal off the park!"

"Let the Aurors investigate the dark wizards and retrieve the dragon eggs!"

There were at least dozens of keepers in the air, their brooms waving back and forth, and hundreds of stunning spells as dense as drizzle, blocking the entire area like a net.

"Roar……"

The Swedish short-nosed dragon let out a shrill, piercing wail.

A similar wailing response was heard in the distance, and the sound echoed in the air for a long time without stopping.

Melvin and Hagrid turned their eyes to the old professor and the two keepers. They intuitively felt that this was not a good sign.

"Oh no! There are other fire dragons causing trouble... Find somewhere to hide quickly!" Charlie, despite his good nature, couldn't help but curse out loud, practically roaring, "What do those dark wizards want to do? They stole several dragon eggs in a row! Do they want to kill everyone else?"

"Damn it!" The colleague next to him looked grim. He quickly ran back to the nearest wooden house, came out with two brooms, threw one to Charlie, held the other across his crotch, and took off with a kick of his feet.

"Professor, you guys hide here!" Charlie took off without looking back, with a resolute expression.

Within a few minutes, the entire area was in chaos. Several fire dragons nearby rose into the air and started to wrestle with the keepers. The dragon flames and the magic light echoed with each other, and for a moment they were even brighter than the sun.

Melvin felt that the trip was well worth it, the scene was so spectacular.

If there was only one fire dragon, the situation might not be so serious, but there were at least a dozen fire dragons circling in the air. Before the dragon flames swept across the entire habitat, the keepers tried hard to control these runaway 5X-level dangerous animals.

New keepers arrived constantly to join the fray. Overpowered spells couldn't be used, and standard control spells were ineffective. Stunning spells were either dodged or consumed by the dragon's flames. Occasionally, a spell would penetrate the veil of dragonfire and strike the scales, only slowing the dragons down for a moment.

On the contrary, the keepers were blown all over the place by the wind and waves stirred up by the fire dragon's wings. When their brooms were touched by the dragon's flames, they had to fall to the ground to put out the fire and treat their injuries.

Hagrid was completely speechless and could only look up with wide eyes and stare blankly.

The keepers had to be careful and could not use killing spells. They could only cast stun spells over and over again. They were unable to stop these manic female dragons. The pulling back and forth continued to increase their injuries. Not only did the situation not improve, but it became more and more serious.

Dragon flames of various colors even mixed together, melting into an even more brilliant flame.

"Cough cough..."

Charlie sniffed. The pungent smell of sulfur in the air became stronger and stronger, and he almost couldn't breathe.

If this continues, it may spread to other areas.

At this moment, a bright beam of magic light cut through the smoky sky.

The whistling blue light was thicker than all the other stunning spells. The frontal spell penetrated the dragon flame and sank into the Swedish short-snout dragon's upper jaw. It looked down in disbelief. The young wizard stood in the open space in front of the wooden house, his wand pointed at the sky, brewing another spell.

The fire dragon's mouth was still wide open, its roar gradually faded, the flames between its mouth and nose slowly went out, the frequency of its wings flapping became slower and slower, and finally it became stiff and motionless. Its huge body remained still for a few seconds, and then it fell straight to the ground, causing the surrounding ground to tremble.

Charlie and his colleagues retreated at the same time and looked in front of the wooden house at the edge of the battlefield. A figure in a Muggle suit was standing there. The slender wand contrasted with the thick and bright beam of light, which seemed out of place and awkward.

Melvin did not stop, did not recite the spell, and did not cast any spells, but extremely thick stunning spells burst out one after another.

The dragon scales that could resist the spell now seemed as brittle as parchment. The fire dragons fell into a deep sleep and fell one by one.

More and more keepers arrived, and staff members swarmed out, carrying special alchemical chains and iron pillars, and walked towards the unconscious fire dragon lying on the ground.

They tied chains to the fire dragon's limbs, wings and neck, and the other ends were tied to heavy iron pillars that were deeply driven into the ground and the cracks in the rocks.

Melvin saw that the Swedish short-nosed dragon at the beginning had not completely lost consciousness. Its eyes were still slightly open, and its pupils gradually became dilated, emitting a dim yellow light. He couldn't help but frown slightly.

An old wizard with a bald head and wearing a dragon-skin fireproof suit dropped his broom and walked towards them with a frown on his face. In his opinion, the problem had not been solved yet, he had only temporarily controlled the fire dragon.

"Professor Kettleburn..." He simply greeted the old professor and looked at Melvin next to him, his expression slightly softened. "Professor Lewynter from Hogwarts?"

Melvin nodded: "You are?"

"Thank goodness you were there to subdue the dragon in time. You really helped!" The old wizard said with gratitude. "I am Anton Vogel, Director of the Department for the Regulation of Magical Creatures and the Chief of the Reserve at the Romanian Ministry of Magic."

(End of this chapter)