A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 919 Blood Dragon Dance

The importance of air force is self-evident in any war system.

Air superiority can largely determine the outcome of a war.

Of course, this "air force" does not refer to riding a flying broomstick or a magic carpet.

That's hardly an air force; at best, it's just small drones or small fishing boats... small-scale operations, ineffective.

In the magical world, what is known as the air force refers to large magical creatures that can fly in the sky.

For example, the winged bat, the thunderbird, and the fire dragon.

Thunderbird and Fire Dragon are especially terrifying.

These creatures, several meters long and capable of breathing fire or summoning lightning, are veritable weapons of war, beyond the resistance of ordinary people.

Ordinary wizards only have so many tricks up their sleeves. Do you expect them to stand on the ground with wands and use "Expelliarmus" or "Stun" to knock down the dragon?

That's like trying to shoot down a plane with a gun...it's not very realistic.

Of course, once the Wizarding Wars are over, the British wizarding community could make a similar "Anti-X" series, and the ratings would definitely be off the charts.

However, William did not expect that the McFastie family had become Death Eaters.

Although there are no heraldic markings, the iconic Hebrides black dragon is unmistakable; only they can tame it.

This is normal... Once the Wizarding Wars begin, pure-blood families will inevitably have to choose sides.

Some people favor Voldemort, while others favor Dumbledore and Stark; this is inevitable.

William's mind raced, and then he remembered something else:

If this family were to become Death Eaters, the Ministry of Magic's Dragon Sanctuary would likely be attacked.

Because if he were Voldemort, he would definitely target this place.

This move would not only destroy the Ministry of Magic's "air force" but also expand its own power.

An attack on the Fire Dragon Reserve might be underway!

Killing Burns was also a deliberate attempt to draw the attention of the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix, allowing them to shift their forces there.

William wanted to besiege the enemy's stronghold and attack their reinforcements, while the Death Eaters wanted to use a feint attack... or perhaps they simply had a big appetite and wanted to take on two enemies at once.

Aren't you afraid of overeating?!

William turned to look at Hermione, who met his gaze and was also startled, clearly realizing the same thing.

She began to take out the Phoenix Book, preparing to contact the Order of the Phoenix and remind them.

The black dragons are still rampaging; they have black, rough scales and a row of shallow but razor-sharp ridges on their backs.

The tail tip is a sharp arrowhead, like a hammer, which continuously destroys the surrounding buildings.

There really was a group of Muggle police officers shooting at people, but it was no use.

As for missiles and the like... please don't be ridiculous.

The battlefield is at Buckingham Palace... Are you spies sent by Cha Da Chui, or British troops seeking "meritorious service"?

Seven or eight fire dragons kept spewing their breath, and the entire Buckingham Palace was destroyed beyond recognition.

It seems that after this war, the countries that need crowdfunding are no longer just France, Italy, and Austria.

And add the United Kingdom to the list!

However, this really has nothing to do with William. We can't just pin the label of city destroyer on him, can we?

Sitting atop the black dragon, Giggs McFastie was incredibly proud.

His father had already led the Death Eaters to attack the Fire Dragon Field, and he had come to reinforce them.

While ostensibly reinforcements, Giggs did more of his job by causing destruction over London.

Riding on the fire dragon, Giggs felt like he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

Because he was high in the sky, he could control the fire dragon to fly without any restraint, and the enemy had no effective means of counterattack.

This is a state of being where "I fly through the sky, but leave no trace of myself in the sky."

If he hadn't been without a plan, he would have loved to take a day trip to Hogwarts or the Ministry of Magic.

Giggs, holding the twisted horn, continued to blow it, producing a sound like a cow mooing.

The volatile black dragon, following his orders, continued to attack the ground.

The MacFastie family's methods of controlling dragons far surpass those of the fairies.

The fairy only whipped the fire dragon repeatedly when it was young, eventually creating a conditioned reflex.

But the McFastie family controlled it through the Dragon Horn.

This horn is a full meter long, gleaming with black light, and covered with stripes of red gold and black steel.

Its surface gleamed, bright enough to reflect one's own distorted image. Strange ancient runes were inscribed on the stripes that wrapped the horn.

William was about to pull out his flying cloak and fly into the sky to attack the dragon knight when he suddenly felt the entire ground shaking.

earthquake?

He turned around and saw dust rising in the distance, and more than a dozen giants rushing towards him.

"Reinforcements have arrived." Hermione was pleasantly surprised.

After a six-month trek, Hagrid finally brought these giants from the Alps.

They had just arrived in England when they received orders from Dumbledore to come and provide support.

Hagrid charged at the front, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace. He entered the crowd and strode forward.

A Death Eater who hesitated for a moment but was too late to escape was dragged in front of him and punched in the chest.

The Death Eater's chest exploded into a thick cloud of blood mist, and he died instantly. His body fell straight to the ground like a kite with a broken string!

The power of one punch is so terrifying!

Since the giants are here, there's no need to do it ourselves.

William appeared in phantom form, perched on the shoulder of a beautiful mixed-race giantess.

The woman had a pair of rare violet eyes, and her thick braid hung down to her waist, adorned with beautiful jewels.

Ygritte no longer wears animal skins; she has switched to Beauxbatons' school uniform.

Indeed, at William's behest, Mrs. Maxime brought Ygritte back to Beauxbatons.

Ygritte said excitedly, "William, it's been a long time!"

William smiled slightly and pointed to the black dragon in the middle, saying, "Shoot it down!"

Ygritte looked at her younger brother and began to speak to him in a string of gibberish.

A year has passed, and Ado has grown to six meters tall.

Hearing his sister's command, he roared, his voice piercing the eardrums like a tiger's roar.

Ado climbed up a castle, and like King Kong shooting down a plane, leaped twenty meters high and grabbed the tail of the fire dragon.

What is the nemesis of the fire dragon?

That's right... it's a giant.

The giant is six or seven meters tall, and can reach heights of about ten meters without jumping.

With a little leverage, one can leap more than twenty meters into the air.

Giggs sat atop the black dragon, a sense of foreboding creeping over him.

He was holding his Dragon Horn, trying to apparate into the other dragons, but the dragons had already gone out of control and started to "crash".

Ado grabbed the fire dragon's two wings with both hands, spun around, and pulled the black dragon toward the ground!

The enormous black dragon let out a mournful howl, crashed to the ground, and then rolled continuously, raising countless clouds of dust on the earth.

Countless rotten corpses and Death Eaters were affected.

Giggs cast a slowing spell on himself in time, but he still rolled several times on the ground.

He tried to escape, but no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't outrun William.

William appeared behind Giggs, and with a gentle wave of his wand, bound him with a rope.

On the battlefield, more than a dozen giants roared deafeningly as they leaped up, ready to strike down the fire dragon.

William gazed at the scene and sighed softly.

"The Death Eaters have brought a fire-breathing dragon!"

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Years later, when historians of magic referred to the Second Wizarding War, they called the Battle of Buckingham Palace "The Dance of the Blood Dragons."

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