The Dragon That Unloaded Its Dung (First Update for the Mooncake Festival!)

In terms of creative entrance, Ron and Malfoy are absolutely in a class of their own... They instantly captured the attention of all the students.

But doesn't it seem a bit odd that you wrestled in public?

For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether they were showing affection or fighting... In any case, the two were locked in a tight embrace.

They were practically inseparable.

Okay, Ron is already biting Malfoy's face.

Malfoy also used his egg-stealing technique.

However, this was the competition venue, and the fire dragon wouldn't let them fight. The Peruvian Vipertooth spread its wings and flew over.

The four-meter-long Peruvian Vipertooth wasn't much bigger than the Abraxan, but it looked exceptionally ferocious, especially its venomous fangs that gleamed with a black sheen.

It did not attack first. The Peruvian Vipertooth is not the strongest of the fire dragons, but it is very intelligent and therefore very cautious.

It was trying to figure out what the two of them were doing.

The Peruvian Vipertooth sniffed hard.

It smells really good... The wizard's scent is wonderful.

It hasn't tasted it yet.

Is it raining?

Malfoy touched his head; his meticulously groomed, gleaming hair was now covered in a sticky liquid.

Does Weasley spit?

Oh no, what if he damages his hair? Won't he go bald in middle age?

Wait... where does Weasley get so much water?

Malfoy seemed to realize something, and with a trembling look, he raised his head and saw a ferocious fire dragon staring at them.

Those fierce, darting eyes, and that cow-like nose, were twitching and trembling.

A mouth dripping with saliva, the saliva hanging down like sticky ropes from a row of sharp teeth.

"Ah!" Malfoy couldn't help but shout.

Ron finally seized his chance, taking advantage of Malfoy's momentary lapse in concentration, and punched him to the ground.

Ron, straddling Malfoy, roared fiercely, "Call me daddy!"

Men have an unusual interest in being called "Dad." Ron was no exception.

He raised his hand and slapped Malfoy hard across the backside.

Ah~

Malfoy seemed to have lost his voice, only uttering meaningless groans.

Ron Raven, sitting in the plane, shuddered at Malfoy.

He said disgustedly, "If you make that sound again, I'll kill you!"

Malfoy's eyes were filled with fear, and he was still calling out intermittently.

"Merlin, Weasley and Malfoy are being targeted by a dragon. But the two seem unaware of it."

Ron was still riding on Malfoy, doing sit-ups.

"Stop hitting him! Stop hitting his butt! The fire dragon is coming, you idiot!" Li couldn't help but warn him.

Lee's reminder worked; Ron finally realized something, and when he looked up, the fire dragon was already very close.

Ron was terrified and collapsed onto Malfoy.

The dragon's fangs opened their gaping maw and lunged at Ron.

Malfoy finally came to his senses and drew his wand.

He didn't know what to do, but then he heard himself shout out the first spell that came to mind, "Densaugeo!"

The two fangs of the Peruvian Vipertooth, gleaming with a black sheen, were growing at an alarming rate, soon extending beyond its lower lip and down towards its chin.

"Oh my, that's astonishing! Malfoy's magic actually worked. But he gave the dragon even longer fangs!"

Li said with a hint of schadenfreude:

"Perhaps he thought the Peruvian Vipertooth wasn't dangerous enough."

The dragon's fangs were indeed more dangerous, but fortunately, it stopped in mid-air, licked its lips, and found that its teeth had grown longer and its mouth could no longer close.

It roared angrily, its voice piercing the eardrums like a tiger's howl.

"You idiot!" Ron cursed. "What magic did you cast?!"

Ron rolled over and picked up the Golden Egg from the ground.

Not content with his own greed, he also took Malfoy's Golden Egg, and carrying both Golden Egg, he turned and ran.

The Peruvian Vipertooth also noticed the Golden Egg, mistaking its scent for its own.

And the egg-stealing thief was about to escape.

It roared, then spread its wings and took to the air.

Dust billowed as the fire dragon soared into the sky and then swooped down to strike Ron.

In just two seconds, it caught up with Ron, then extended its claws and hooked him in mid-air.

The dragon claws, as sharp as steel, hooked onto Ron's shoulder, instantly splattering blood everywhere.

Ron screamed in pain.

Instead of eating him, the dragon became playful and, like an eagle catching a chick, picked up Ron and swooped back.

Seeing the situation was dire, Malfoy turned and ran, pointing his wand at the sky and shouting, "Stupefy!"

Whether Malfoy did it on purpose or not, he couldn't hit the dragon, which was so big, but the spell's light landed precisely on Ron.

The good news is that Ron is finally free from pain; he simply passed out.

The Peruvian Vipertooth is the fastest of all the fire dragons; how could Malfoy possibly outrun it?

Just three seconds later, another human-shaped meat skewer appeared on the fire dragon's claws.

Malfoy felt an unbearable pain in his shoulder, and he whimpered, "My father..."

The fire dragon couldn't understand his words; it just circled excitedly in the sky.

Not only that, but two other Peruvian Vipertooth were also lingering in the arena.

As a result, everyone witnessed a completely different match from the previous one.

In the last match, Hermione displayed incredible power, first nearly killing a dragon, and then causing three dragons to fight each other.

In this battle... all the Champion were caught by the fire dragon and hung in mid-air.

The Champion enjoyed the helicopter service, especially the rapid vertical takeoff and landing of seven or eight meters.

It's a hundred times better than the drop tower at an amusement park!

This is a brand new version you've never played before!

Although Mal wasn't afraid of heights, he still shamelessly let out a pig-like scream.

As he screamed in agony, he didn't even hear Weasley scream, and a sense of admiration welled up in his heart.

Little did he know, Ron had already been knocked unconscious by his Stunning Spell.

After playing for a while, the fire dragons flew back up to the sky above the audience seats.

The feeling of seeing Peruvian Vipertooth from a distance is completely different from seeing it up close.

From afar, it flies gracefully; up close, it looks ferocious.

The appearance of the Peruvian Vipertooth made the students extremely nervous.

Especially after they lowered their altitude, everyone could clearly see the Champion clutched in their claws.

That's terrible!

Everyone then realized that it wasn't that the fire dragon wasn't powerful, but that Granger was just too overpowered!

This is only a four-meter-long fire dragon; what about those seven- or eight-meter-long, or even ten-meter-long fire dragons...?

Even more terrifying is the 100-meter-long white dragon that appeared in Venice!

And Stark and Granger are actually able to fight back?

Harry stood anxiously on the chair, shouting urgently, "Ron, are you alright?! Fight back!"

A powerful counterattack!

Harry was anxious, but also a little relieved. Luckily, he hadn't become Champion; otherwise, he might very well have been the one hanging from the dragon's claws as jerky.

Sitting comfortably in my chair, I worry about the Champion and cheer for them... eating Hagrid's roasted walnuts... Ah, so comforting!

He actually wanted to replace Ron in the competition?

He must have been out of his mind back then!

Harry was jumping around, Hagrid quickly pulled him down.

William suddenly stood up, raised his wand, pointed it at the sky, and shot out a beam of light.

A silver barrier shielded the Ravenclaw students from all around.

The Peruvian Vipertooth truly lived up to their reputation as the most intelligent fire-breathing dragons. They quickly learned which wizards were not to be harmed and which were toyed with.

For example, those Champion.

However, this does not diminish their morbid sense of humor.

A three-headed fire dragon, resembling a helicopter spraying pesticides, flew over the referee's stand.

"Hey, what are they doing?" a wizard stood up and exclaimed.

It looks like the fire dragon drew a white line vertically? Hmm, what is that?

They found out very quickly.

The Peruvian Vipertooth flew low overhead, and starting from Slytherin House, large amounts of white, viscous substances fell from the sky.

The fire dragon is venting its anger... Yes, it's really excreting!

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Happy National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival.

First update, more will follow later.

Thanks to "Benbang Caifan" and "This person is a newbie" for the tip.)