Frost Wings

"God, that's the professor! What did it do?" Jimmy, who was sitting on the flying carpet, shouted sharply, looking at the naked old man trembling under the dragon's claws.

Charlie Weasley looked at the messy ground, and dragged the blood-stained sheets onto the flying carpet with the Flying Curse, looking at the hair and blood on it, his face flushed with anger.

The wind howled.

White Dragon saw the middle-aged man who had just released the magic flying out of the flying carpet riding a flying broom, and the Nimbus 2k that sat down rushed towards him like a bolt of lightning, with a long trail behind him. .

An Auror?

The elite battle wizard of this world?

Bai Long estimated his speed and realized that this was an unavoidable battle.

As a representative black technology product of this plane, the magic broom can easily fly more than 100 miles per hour. If the white dragon flies desperately, with his flying ability that is different from ordinary dragons, there is no problem with the peak speed exceeding 100 miles per hour. , However, this sprint speed can be supported for a few minutes at most. What's more, the dragon is not an animal that relies purely on physiological structure to fly. In a world with thin magic power, their flight efficiency is lower, even if they have undergone transformation. The same is true for White River.

In a world without magic, Bai He would rely on the magic power in his body to support short-distance flight. The time he could maintain the limit speed was extremely short, and flying had completely become a blue-striped skill. In the world of Harry Potter, Bai He has long been I noticed that flying is more difficult than Antas.

When the white dragon adjusted his attacking posture in the sky, the Auror on the broom had already caught up with the white dragon.

Looking at the biological Auror in front of him, he frowned slightly. The station was located between Romania and Ukraine, the two most famous origins of fire dragons. The incident of the fire dragon getting out of control was a common occurrence for the Aurors in this area. They had already experienced hundreds of battles. too much.

The color of the scales of this white dragon looks a bit like the Ukrainian iron belly that is about to die of old age, but the full length is only half of the adult iron belly, and the body is even shorter and thinner. Not to mention the iron belly, it is the smallest adult venomous dragon. It is much heavier than it, and at first glance it looks extremely weak.

Even so, the Aurors did not dare to underestimate their opponents, because even such a small dragon was not something a person could handle.

The Auror gave the signal, and his assistant and two wizards also rode into the air on flying brooms - as a member of the dragon researchers, Charlie and Jimmy could not avoid this responsibility, and they did not want to hide their indignation. , They looked at the naked old professor between the dragon's claws, and they couldn't wait to sit on the broom, soaring into the air, and approaching the white dragon from four directions.

Rostaku calmly stared at the hovering white dragon. He waved his hand and did not rush to attack. His right hand was holding the wand, but the left hand's magic power detector was turning frantically, but the result of the turning But it made him frown, and things did not match his expectations.

He didn't really believe in such absurd things as a dragon would use spells, so he thought that there must be a wizard lurking around, but the results of the feedback made him a little surprised.

Immediately his doubts were replaced by shock, because the dragon really cast a spell in front of his eyes.

The white dragon raised a dragon claw, a kind of horror straight into the soul that made the Auror dodge subconsciously - the experience he had cultivated in these years of fighting saved his life, and a thick red light in the deafening 'passed out' sound passed over his head.

In an instant, the chills all over his body stood up, he raised his wand, and shouted, "Armor protects the body."

The spell caused the second stupor of the White Dragon to just shake his body slightly, but the Auror was still trembling with fear.

He has fought against black magic for many years. He has reached a very proficient level in the use of this spell. With his magic power and will, a sleeping spell cannot penetrate the defense of this spell at all. However, this hard resistance makes him feel a little bit. Dizzy, not only that, the shock of his head made him have a nosebleed

This made the Auror no longer have the idea of ​​relying on the armor spell to resist, and he flew away and called out to his companions: "Quick! Come with me - faint!"

The wizards raised their sticks and shouted, and four red lights flew towards the white dragon.

Sleeping Charm is a conventional method to fight all beasts, even fire dragons, but a single Sleeping Charm can often only stun the fire dragon for a short time. These Romanian dragon researchers have been proficient in subduing the beastly dragon for a long time. The wizard released the technique to stun the fire dragon at the same time, but this time the practice was not so successful. The white dragon released one hind paw, and Unesi, who was caught under the two hind paws of the white dragon, sent out a string of sharp screams.

The screaming stopped after only a few seconds.

I saw the white dragon dodging a red light, grabbed one of the old man's foot, and swung it like a bat in mid-air. The other three hit the old man's body, and the old man lost consciousness without screaming. .

"Professor!" Charlie and Jimmy exclaimed together, a kind of collapsed emotion appeared on their faces.

Auror looked at Bai Long's mocking eyes, and his expression became unprecedentedly solemn.

Looking at the naked old man being held upside down by the white dragon like a baseball bat, the Auror felt very troubled and realized that the white dragon was not only capable of magic, but also very cunning.

"Put down Professor Unesi! I'll let you go!"

He raised his wand and stared at the white dragon, trying to negotiate.

"You said...let me go?" Bai Long said, and several people had strange expressions on their faces. Although they had seen Bai Long chanting a spell for a long time, the scene of a dragon speaking clearly and clearly still surprised them. endlessly.

Merlin.

Charlie Weasley stared blankly at the white flying dragon flapping its wings, feeling that this strange scene might never be forgotten in his lifetime.

"But I haven't had enough!" Bai He burst into the sky with a wild laugh, and let out a loud dragon roar.

"Defense!" The premonition of unprecedented danger made the Auror loudly order, and the basically omnipotent protective spell of 'armor protection' was exported. The wizards stared at the white dragon nervously, but did not know how to attack. .

"Don't take the professor into account! Hurry up and attack! Defeat him before saving the professor!"

At the critical moment, the Auror made a decisive decision. He raised his cane:

'The clouds are heavy! ’

The head of the wand made an explosion-like sound, and a large amount of smoke spread from the head of the wand, covering an area in a few seconds, completely blocking the sight of the white dragon in this direction.

The other three wizards reacted at the same time, and they attacked the white dragon in other directions, constantly trying to attract the white dragon's attention and attract the white dragon's attention for the Auror.

Good idea, but unfortunately useless.

Bai He squinted his eyes, and after a short confrontation and comparison with the original book, he also had some ideas about the magic battle mode in this world.

Whether it is the fighting style of the original book or the performance of the Auror in front of him, Baihe, a dragon who has studied magic for a long time in Antas, has a very unmagical feeling.

No detection, no blockade, no control, mobility relies on flying carpets and brooms, the only main weapon is a magic wand, weak attack magic is resisted with armor spells, counter-curses rely on adaptability, a little bit of luck, powerful Spells dodge with reflex nerves...

Bai He felt that replacing the armor spell with a bulletproof vest, a magic wand with a pistol, and a flying broom with a motorcycle, analogous to the common road chase gunfights in police and bandit movies, it seems that the charm of this fighting method can be found.

Seeing that the police in the magic world in front of him wanted to use the smokescreen to sneak up on things, Bai He was very disapproving.

The wizards in this world don't pay attention to logic, so the magic theories they sum up are full of mystery and superstition, which hinders the understanding and development of the source, or perhaps the spellcasting method is too simple, so that the fighting style between wizards Also too crisp.

Bai He felt that he could take care of this group of natives with his own abilities.

The white dragon flickered in the air, and a few spells that the wizards could not understand blurted out. The strong will shook Da Yuan, and the simplified 'detection magic', 'defeat the enemy's machine first', and 'item positioning' magic effect blessing on him.

These simple prophecy spells seem a bit tasteless in Antas, and they are not even worth preparing for battle. However, in this place where the casting pressure is extremely low and low-level spells are almost unlimited, they have a very good effect. After a group of buff blessings, Bai Long immediately had a clear perception of the battle situation.

Through his perception through the thick fog, he saw a stronger magical aura concentrated in a small area, which allowed him to touch the approximate location of the Auror, and the two thousand flying brooms of the light wheel located by the object location technique would also The precise location of the Auror was revealed perfectly.

With a weird smile, he rushed in with a flutter of his wings.

The Auror, who was in a hurry to put on special glasses for himself, heard the sound of the thick fog being torn apart by the wind. He raised his head suddenly and saw a ferocious dragon face rushing over and biting his neck.

The Auror snorted bitterly. Although the Iron Armor Curse allowed him to escape the fate of the broken throat, the sudden and violent suffocation still blinded him. The White Dragon's target was not him either. broom.

"Wingadim Leviosa!" The battle experience made the Auror make the most correct choice. He hoarsely chanted the suspension spell, but he didn't wait for him to stand still in the air with his head down, and the white dragon took a bite. Breath clothed him in frosty new clothes.

In order to deal with the fire-resistant robes worn by the fire dragons, which failed to resist the frost, the armor spell that was still in effect saved the Aurors from being frozen to death on the spot. However, the fronts hit by the breath were all frozen, and they could no longer maintain their balance in the air. Screaming and fell to the ground.

"Winga Dimleviosa!" Looking at the frost falling out of the thick fog, his assistant cast a spell to save the field. Suddenly, he suddenly noticed the Auror's anxious gaze, his heart froze, and he turned his head. He saw a red light flying towards him from the smoke with a loud 'swoon' sound.

The assistant was caught off guard. His spell level was far inferior to that of Rostaku. The red light ripped apart his armor spell and hit his head heavily.

The assistant who was recruited shook his head and hands like drunkenness, and his wand and flying broom swayed strangely from side to side in the sky, looking very funny.

"Stop! Passed out!"

Just as Baihe was about to continue repairing the assistant, Charlie and Jimmy finally got around the thick fog.

Two red lights flew in front, and Bai Long subconsciously avoided only one of them. A feeling of numbness and fatigue began to spread around from the place where he was drawn, but it did not affect his actions - he was still a tail sweeper. The Auror's assistant swept down the broom. Jimmy and Charlie cried out in horror, not only because the responsibility to save lives fell on them, but because they had both discovered that with the Aurors and their assistants dead, they were dying too.

"Jimmy, save him!" Charlie controlled the broom. He flew around the white dragon, constantly releasing spells, trying to entangle the white dragon and give his partners time to rescue the Auror assistant.

The ridicule in Bai Long's eyes grew stronger.

He unleashed the second 'Kneader', the trajectory of the flying broom seemed to become a clear line in his consciousness, the airflow, inertia and Charlie's subtle movements revealed the direction of his flight, at the same time A feeling of doomsday fills Charlie's sixth sense - although he hasn't studied prophetic spells like Bai Long, there is a natural connection between him and Yuan, who has been casting spells all the time, beyond Muggles, which is also in this world. The source of some of the prophecy techniques, this strong sense of foreboding made Charlie cry out, "Jimmy! Run!"

He slammed the broom ruthlessly, and used a very difficult spinning motion to make several circles in the sky, but the white dragon's spell was waiting for him long before his flight path.

A red light flashed, and Charlie Weasley immediately knew nothing.