Dumbledore gently waved his wand, and all the obstacles constructed by the Obstacle Curse appeared in a faint red.
The obstacles were extremely regular in shape, like bricks enlarged several times over;
They floated all over the arena, not just in places relatively close to the ground.
Through the way these bricklike obstacles fitted together, as if forming screen after screen or platform after platform, the spectators could intuitively sense what role each of them served;
Some obstacles gathered in midair into small platforms, providing Vizet with places to stand;
Some obstacles stood upright in midair, forming barrier after barrier to block the Fire Dragons' claw strikes or tail swipes.
No wonder the Fire Dragons wanted to fly high into the sky. If they did not act soon, these obstacles would build the arena into a cage, a cage meant to trap the Fire Dragons.
Vizet realized this as well and acted first, using the Obstacle Curse to restrict the Fire Dragons' wings, pinning them in midair.
Their wings, which should have been an aid that helped the Fire Dragons fly into the sky, had instead become a burden, leaving the Fire Dragons stuck in an awkward position, neither up nor down.
Both Fire Dragons were trying to beat their wings by force, but the Obstacle Curse wedged at their joints completely restricted the movement of their wingbeats;
They were firmly bound in midair and could only roar in vain in response.
Listening to the Fire Dragons' roars echoing by his ears, the dragon-taming wizard's expression turned rather subtle. "It really is rare to hear roars like that... such frustrated roars..."
Charlie Weasley nodded. "Other kinds of Fire Dragons might roar like that after losing a fight over territory."
"But these two Fire Dragons are a Hungarian Horntail and a