Dance of the Blood Dragons

The importance of air force is self-evident in any warfare 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 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 Wizarding World, what is known as the air force refers to large Magical Creatures that can fly in the sky.

For example, the Swooping Evil, 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 just stand on the ground with wands and use "Expelliarmus" or "Stupefy" to bring down the dragon?

This is akin to the incredible feat of shooting down planes with a machine gun.

Of course, after the Wizarding Wars end, the United Kingdom Wizarding World could make a similar "anti-X" series, and the ratings would definitely be off the charts.

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

Although it lacks heraldic markings, the iconic Hebridean Black 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 he remembered something else:

If this family were to become Death Eaters, the Ministry of Magic's Romanian 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 Romanian Dragon Sanctuary might be underway!

Killing Bones 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 then 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, Hermione met his gaze and was also startled, clearly realizing the same thing.

She took out the Phoenix Book, preparing to contact the Order of the Phoenix and give them a heads-up.

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 firing guns, but it was useless.

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

The battlefield is at the Buckingham Palace... You're spies sent by Cha Dachui, aren't you?

Seven or eight fire dragons continuously spewed dragon 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!

But this really has nothing to do with William. We can't exactly pin the label of City Destroyers on him, can we?

Sitting atop the black dragon, Giggs MacFusty 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 it."

If he hadn't been without a plan, he would have gone to Hogwarts or the Ministry of Magic to provoke them.

Giggs, holding the twisted horn, continued to blow a sound that resembled the mooing of a cow.

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

The MacFusty family's methods of controlling dragons far surpass those of the Goblin.

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

But the MacFusty family controlled 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 clumsy knight when he suddenly felt the entire ground shaking.

An earthquake?

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

"Reinforcements have arrived." Hermione was pleasantly surprised.

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

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

Hagrid charged ahead, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, as he plunged into the crowd, striding forward.

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

The Death Eaters'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 that single punch was terrifying!

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

William Apparition, perched on the shoulder of a beautiful Half-blood Giant.

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 request, Madame 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.

It's been a year since I last saw him, Hodor has grown to six meters tall.

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

Hodor 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 Giant.

The Giant is six or seven meters tall; he can reach heights of about ten meters without jumping.

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

Giggs, sitting atop the black dragon, sensed something was amiss.

He clutched his Dragon Horn, attempting to Apparition into the other fire dragons, but the dragons had already gone out of control and began to "crash."

Hodor grabbed the fire dragon's two wings with both hands, spun around, and carried the black dragon to the ground!

The Dahei 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 managed to cast Slowing Charm on himself, 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 Giant roared deafeningly as they leaped up, preparing to strike down the fire dragon.

William gazed at the scene and sighed slightly.

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

Years later, when History of Magic referred to the Second Wizarding War, they called this battle the Dance of the Blood Dragons!

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