The Fire Dragon in the Sewer
Upon entering the sewers, Liam Graves couldn't help but lament that without the protection of the Bubblehead Charm, he felt he would have been overwhelmed by the stench even with a single breath.
Even with the help of the Wand-Lighting Charm, the visibility in the sewers was not very high, and the stench seemed to have solidified, almost turning into a mist.
"Whirlwind Sweep!" Graves waved his wand, and a whirlwind appeared out of thin air, carrying away the surrounding filth from the manhole cover.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and walked in front to scout the way, saying, "Stay alert! Use the Protection Charm immediately; it's more effective against the Fire Dragon than the Shield Charm!"
The Fire Dragon might be hiding in such a narrow place, and both the Auror and the Hit Wizards were on edge. Any slight movement would make their hearts jump.
As you go deeper into the sewers, the surrounding air becomes increasingly humid, almost like a slimy substance clinging to your bare skin.
A drop of viscous liquid dripped down from above and stuck right onto Graves's wand.
Graves forced himself to swallow, wiping the liquid away with his fingers, his mouth slightly open as if he were about to gag.
The condition of the sewers was far worse than he had imagined. In addition to the constant dripping of slime, there was also a lot of garbage underfoot, which seemed to trip and hinder passersby.
Not to mention the snakes, insects, and rodents that live here; even the occasional appearance of them at your feet or on the walls would trigger excessive alert among the Auror and Hit Wizards.
A series of crackling sounds rang out, like the sound of glass or some other object breaking.
Then came a faint scraping sound. Graves immediately became alert, tilting his head slightly to remind the other Auror and Hit Wizards, "Pay close attention! Protection Charm! Protection Charm!"
Upon hearing the order, the Auror and the Hit Wizards nodded repeatedly and replied, "Understood!"
Perhaps because they were too nervous, their vision became even more blurry, and their already damp clothes seemed to be completely soaked, sticking to their skin with the sweat.
"Merlin's beard!" Graves twisted his neck, trying to get his collar back in place so it wouldn't stick to his neck. "Why is it so hot?"
"Lumos Solem!" The two Auror flicked their wands forward, and a ball of light burst from the tip of their wands.
At the same time, Graves seemed to realize something, and with a chilling aura, he shouted sharply, "Protection Charm! Cast the Protection Charm on everyone! Protego!"
The light flew far away, and before it lost its brightness, it reflected a fine scale.
Suddenly the sewers plunged into darkness, then suddenly brightened again, with a bewitching orange light rapidly spreading outwards.
It was a huge Fire Dragon's head, its mouth wide open with sharp teeth, and scorching dragon breath gushing out from its throat.
The streets of Brownsville trembled, and a rumbling sound came from deep underground, like a roar from the depths of hell.
A deafening explosion rang out, the street shook even more violently, and one manhole cover after another was blown off.
Almost at the same time, countless crimson pillars of fire shot into the sky, and the impact caused cracks to appear in the street.
The pillars of fire greedily expanded along the cracks until all the pillars of fire converged together, like the tongue of a fire demon from hell, constantly licking and devouring everything around them;
Thick smoke quickly spread, mixed with sewage and debris, flying everywhere and damaging surrounding buildings. Pedestrians on the street scattered in terror, screams echoing everywhere.
The shockwave from the explosion swept across the street like a colossal wave. Windows shattered, and shards of glass rained down with a crisp cracking sound.
The cars parked on the street were shaken, and the alarms went off one after another, their sharp sirens echoing in the air as if they were shouting silently.
As the flames spread, the power lines on the street were ignited, sparks flew everywhere, and the power lines twisted and turned in the air like wildly dancing snakes.
The explosion in the sewer ignited the surrounding area, causing a larger fire. The streets, now dark and without power, were completely shrouded in thick smoke and flames.
Those Muggle that had been struck by disaster but had not yet lost consciousness suddenly heard a deafening roar.
A fierce wind swept out from the sewers, and a Fire Dragon soared into the sky. Its black scales reflected a dazzling firelight, causing the Muggle to lose their senses for a moment.
The Fire Dragon circled in the air, emitting a deafening roar, as if asserting its dominance;
Seemingly having discovered the still-conscious Muggle, the Fire Dragon flapped its wings violently and swooped straight down to the ground, its breath already brewing in its gaping maw.
As if venting its anger, the Fire Dragon spewed out its dragon breath, setting the entire community ablaze and plunging it into a frenzied bonfire party that headed straight for death.
After setting the community ablaze, the Fire Dragon sneezed, still feeling unsatisfied. It glanced at the more bustling city center in the distance, then immediately flapped its wings and flew away.
After the Fire Dragon left, several vortexes appeared on the devastated streets;
A group of Auror and Hit Wizards emerged from the vortex, some stumbling and falling to the ground;
They were all injured, and many of their clothes were completely burned, revealing their charred skin.
Graves was also covered in dust and dirt, his robe almost torn. He looked around at the street, his face ashen and icy.
One of the Hit Wizards asked, "Chief, what should we do now? Many of them are seriously injured."
"Take them to get treatment! I'll go check other places!" Graves ordered briskly, then disappeared into the vortex.
He first went deep into the community to find the Hit Wizards and Auror responsible for hunting down the Werewolf. "How many escaped?"
"Two!" one of the Auror exclaimed, still shaken. "We subdued the five Werewolf first, and were planning to take down the two Werewolf..."
He pointed to the damaged window in the distance, "Then there was a sudden explosion outside, which affected us as well. The two Werewolf took advantage of the chaos and jumped out of the window to escape!"
Graves demanded, "Why didn't you chase them? They hadn't transformed yet; they should have been easy to deal with!"
Auror said with some helplessness, "The Fire Dragon just happened to pass by, and they went crazy, jumping right onto the Fire Dragon's back... They were completely reckless!"
Graves sighed. "Let's go back! Take these Werewolf to the safe house!"
"Director, what should we do here?" Auror hesitated, "It's already caused such a huge impact..."
"There's no way to salvage this!" Graves said helplessly. " With the Werewolf and the Fire Dragon appearing together, all we can do is try our best to make amends..."
"Chasing after Fire Dragon flying in the sky won't be easy... We'll have to deal with the Werewolf first... Let's take care of the immediate problem!"
"Chief, what if other Werewolf are hiding in the slums..." Auror hesitated, "... and there are Fire Dragon there too?"
"Let's deal with the immediate problem first!" Graves emphasized again. "I'll go check other places!"
What Auror was talking about was also what he was worried about.
The situation did indeed take a turn for the worse. Fire Dragon appeared in the area where the Werewolf were hiding, and these Fire Dragon also caused explosions, setting the slums ablaze...