It is obviously an extremely difficult task for a large group of people to sneak over and see the fire dragon without being discovered.
The success rate will be higher under the cover of night, and since the journey is quite long, you can take your time and walk there as if it were an after-dinner stroll.
"Ronnie, our little spider's nest is just ahead. Are you really scared?"
Ron shuddered involuntarily, then glared angrily at the twins beside him. "I told you, I just can't stand those furry ghosts!"
After he yelled, he didn't really look scared anymore.
"Okay." Fred shrugged. "We'll soon find out whether he's scared or not."
George grinned broadly. "Ronnie, little darling, if you're scared, remember to shout for help! We'll come right away!"
"Stay away from me!" Ron glared at him. "I don't want you to come and save me!"
The twins pretended to be scared and ran away.
Ron tried to appear calm and kept up with the group, but his occasional wary glances around revealed his true feelings.
"Shh-shh-shh—" The sounds of the wind blowing through the leaves and footsteps crunching on the fallen leaves rang out continuously.
Gradually, Ron began to lower his guard and started talking to Harry about the dragons they were going to see later.
Vincent, who was walking at the front, introduced the Delacour sisters to the strange plants they encountered along the way.
The Scottish Highlands have a pleasant climate, with neither severe cold nor scorching heat, but the weather can be quite unpredictable, with a sudden downpour possible at any moment.
The ecological environment of the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest is naturally excellent, encompassing most of the common plants in Europe, and even a few of the relatively rare ice plant and Ghost Orchid.
The environment is good, and the Fantastic Beasts living here are also doing very well.
The little creatures like the Erkling, the Augurey, the Murtlap, the Kneazle, Knarl were noticeably larger than those outside, and they were all exceptionally enthusiastic towards Vincent and Hermione. Even the shy Mooncalf rubbed its head against their necks.
This scene amazed the Delacour sisters, until Vincent instinctively pulled out a bag of cookies.
Phoebe recalled the Fantastic Beasts she had just seen and realized that the way to get along with them was actually quite simple.
In their eyes, Vincent, who can produce all sorts of delicious snacks, is an omnipotent god, but to achieve his level, relying solely on weekends is clearly not enough.
"Wayne, do you come here often?"
"It's less now. Last school year I came here almost every night."
Phoebe's lips twitched unnaturally. "Breaking into the Forbidden Forest at night, that's not something a model student council member would do."
"Relax." Vincent turned to her and waved the cookies in his hand. "This isn't Beauxbatons. Why don't you and Gabrielle come and experience the unique charm of Hogwarts?"
Brie's eyes lit up. "Really? I heard that Mooncalf are very shy and only come out of their caves on the night of a full moon."
Vincent gently stroked the smooth head of the Mooncalf. "Actually, they really want to make new friends. You know crop circles, right? They're signals they send to the outside world."
Not to mention Muggle, even wizards don't know this little-known fact.
He knew this because Hermione loved reading all last year and had read almost all the books in the school library.
Vincent watched Gabrielle and Mooncalf's timid interaction and recalled a certain night last year.
He behaved the same way that night; after hearing Hermione's detailed introduction, he even gave her the nickname "human library."
She wasn't in a good mood at the time, Vincent never used that nickname again.
He glanced at Hermione, who was still feeding the Mooncalf on the other side, and a slight smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.
Hermione felt his gaze and looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Did you remember something happy?"
"Yes." Vincent's smile became somewhat amused. "Human Library, I've been introducing them for so long, now it's your turn."
Hermione visibly relaxed. "Okay, I'll take care of it."
Vincent paused, "Uh... you're not angry?"
She was puzzled again, "Why should I be angry?"
"Didn't I just call you the human library? Didn't you hear me?"
Hermione's little hand was rubbed against the Mooncalf's smooth head. After feeding him a few cookies, she looked at him again.
"I heard you. The past is the past, and the present is the present. Call me whatever you like, just don't go too far."
We used to be friends, now we're lovers, so of course our attitudes will change.
After this brief interlude, everyone set off again towards the fire dragons.
Vincent and Hermione were holding hands at the front, and Cedric and Cho were holding hands in the middle, making the single people behind them feel incredibly envious.
As the last glimmer of light on the horizon quietly disappeared, the sky finally began to darken.
They quickened their pace and arrived safely at the location of the fire dragons as night fell.
Even from a distance, they could feel the heat in the air.
It seems the fire dragons didn't stay quiet all afternoon; their drug resistance is indeed very strong.
Vincent picked up his Alder Wand, aimed it at the fallen leaves on the ground, cast a silencing spell, and then led everyone closer little by little.
Under the distant lights, four enormous creatures came into view first.
Next up was Charlie with his striking red hair, sitting upright on the ground in front of the fire, cooking dinner for his colleagues.
The remaining Dragon Tamer were all guarding the four fire dragons, and compared to the afternoon, they all looked rather disheveled.
"Dinner is ready, everyone please take turns eating!"
While the Dragon Tamer ate dinner in shifts, Vincent and his group sneaked into the vicinity in the dark.
The fire dragons were all bound and lying on the ground; just observing their heavy breathing up close was enough to be awe-inspiring.
The largest of these, the Hungarian Horntail, could even drown out the conversations of its Dragon Tamer with its breathing.
Phoebe peeked out from behind Vincent, "By Merlin, please don't let me touch it!"
Harry, hiding behind Sirius Black, felt the same sentiment.
That's a huge fire dragon; even a professional Quidditch player like Viktor Krum might not be able to handle it.
Vincent stroked his chin, gazing at the Hungarian Horntail not far away.
Charlie's physical abilities are no worse than those of top Earthlings, and other Dragon Tamer should be no worse. Even with such a lineup, suppressing it seems a bit difficult, and the Champion have no chance of dealing with it alone.
Therefore, the Champion's training plan needs to be adjusted accordingly. Setting Viktor Krum as the hypothetical opponent was a bit hasty.
Vincent turned to look at Harry, who suddenly shuddered as if sensing something.
The events in the Triwizard Tournament will only become more and more dangerous, and raising the training intensity to the level of the Fire Dragon is far from enough.