In the end, Dumbledore ran away with Hagrid before finishing his words, but Harry was used to his behavior. Although he wanted to yell at the Riddler and the Dog to get out of Hogwarts, he just It was the principal. Harry could only roll his eyes and put away the dishes to prepare for class.
But it wasn't just Harry who was feeling depressed. After Hagrid came to the Green Dragon Taming and Breeding Sanctuary in Wales, the wizards responsible for the dragon tamer assessment there also put on a sly show.
It is impossible to take a written test. Dumbledore knows better than anyone that if Hagrid takes the normal examination route, the content of the written test, which is more difficult than the Advanced Wizarding Level Examination, will be useless even if Hagrid is given ten years to prepare. Hagrid, who was born a wild boy, could only take the practical route. Hogwarts does not raise dragons for teaching purposes anyway.
This is just to provide Hogwarts with new means of generating income on the premise of simply satisfying Hagrid's hobbies. The fire dragon is full of treasures. Even its poop is the best herbal compost. A Soviet iron belly eats the most. As powerful as seventeen or eight Welsh green dragons, this guy is a very powerful dung-making machine. A single dragon monopolizes most of the dragon dung imported to Hogwarts. Professor Sprout even applied to Dumbledore to build a new one this year. For greenhouses, the reason is that the money spent on purchasing and supplying fertilizers cannot be wasted.
As soon as he arrived at the examination venue, Hagrid, who had just emerged from the flames, taught everyone a lesson.
Look! It was a group of lonely Welsh green dragons, and they were all female dragons. They were currently in restless estrus. The mating of fire dragons had always been a big problem. The dragon training farm was in order to keep the male fire dragons who were very irritable most of the time calm. , they were physically castrated when they were young, and every one of them was considered a eunuch.
What's more, artificially tamed fire dragons are physically weaker than their counterparts growing in the wild. In order to save costs, artificially raised fire dragons cannot afford the meat of magical creatures. In order to get high-quality cubs, the dragon training farm will choose to eat the meat of magical creatures every time. When female dragons come into estrus, they are taken to the wild to mate with naturally occurring male fire dragons.
As full-time fire dragon nannies, dragon trainers have a very important task, which is to make the male fire dragons work obediently and complete the natural reproduction behavior of plowing and sowing. Don't underestimate this matter. Under normal circumstances, female fire dragons have a more temperamental temperament. Males are gentle, but during the estrus period, their tempers are not as violent as usual. What's more, in terms of size, female fire dragons are generally larger than males, and they are the one with the upper hand.
What comes to your door is not a little wife, but a tank that will push you to the ground and force you to the base. In order to protect wild fire dragon resources, the quota of male fire dragons in each dragon training farm can only be barely enough. In 1V1, the male fire dragon quota will be enough. Most of the fire dragons will not show fear, but they can't stand the dragon training field and there will be four, five or six of them. When too many happy things accumulate in a short period of time, there are only two results, or they will be happy and happy. Boundless, or things will turn to the extreme, and enjoyment becomes suffering.
Part of the job of a dragon tamer is to appease and control the male fire dragons, so that they can complete the mating indicators of the dragon training farm, and to ensure that the female fire dragons do not over-squeeze the male fire dragons, so as not to cause the male fire dragons to be too weak, so as not to suffer from PTSD during the mating period ( Traumatic stress syndrome), this sounds simple thing is actually very difficult. Just imagine, interrupting a female fire dragon who is having fun and is hundreds of times more ferocious than a tigress from doing something happy. What a high risk.
Under normal circumstances, dragon trainers exist in teams. A team of ten people can more stably and temporarily stun a fire dragon, reducing the risk of work.
The female fire dragons, who could no longer contain their primitive excitement, moved around violently. Their claws and the magic-reinforced steel cage kept making harsh scraping sounds. The cage pillars, which were as thick as ordinary people's calves, were hardened by their torture. A layer of skin was scraped off, and scraps of steel were scattered on the ground. The breath of the male fire dragon floating in the air made their already strong hormones secrete more and more.
The flames sent by Fox seemed to have stimulated this group of violent female fire dragons. Although the Welsh Green Dragon is a medium-to-large dragon with a maximum size of no more than fifty meters, their breath is mixed with corrosive magical toxins.
The five Welsh green dragons opened their huge mouths at the same time, and orange-red and slightly grayish-green breath poured out from their mouths. The concentrated breath burned the steel!
"No! You! Harm! Professor Dumbledore!"
Even though the steel cage blocked the dragon's breath flames, Hagrid still felt angry when he saw this scene. Who in the Forbidden Forest dared to be so presumptuous in front of him? Not even a fire dragon!
Without waiting for anyone to speak, and no one dared to step forward to stop him, Hagrid rushed across dozens of meters in a few steps, reached out to grab the thick steel fence, and then tore it apart with all his strength!
The railing that was crushed by him was directly disconnected, and the steel pillar that was burning with dragon's breath looked like it was made of plasticine. The bulging muscles made Hagrid's height increase by nearly half a meter, which was thicker than a human waist. His arms stretched out the sleeves of his coat until they almost burst.
"Good boy, be obedient!"
With a fierce stamp of his feet, Hagrid's dry land plucked onions flew more than ten meters high, and he stood firmly on top of a Welsh green dragon that was spitting fire with its mouth wide open. He showed a slap the size of a trash can lid, and there was a 'bang' sound. It was shot on the top of the fire dragon's head.
The scales explode! A dented handprint was directly embedded on the head of this unlucky Welsh green dragon.
The sound of the faucet hitting the ground was muffled, but it was also like muffled summer thunder, heralding the arrival of a storm.
Suddenly, a huge black shadow flashed across the sky. After landing, Hagrid grabbed the dragon tail closest to him. Then he stepped on the ground and used strength to lift the other end, which was 37 meters long and weighed 28 tons. The newly adult female fire dragon started swinging.
The shadow covering the person's head was the shadow cast by Hagrid when she was thrown high and slammed downward.
For a moment, the fire of the breath disappeared, and instead came the screams of pain and panic. One second they were shouting, "Bring me giegie, I can't stand it anymore." The next second they were lying on the ground and moaning. Holding her head, she said like a trembling little daughter-in-law, "No, no, it's too big, I can't bear it anymore." Although Hagrid stood only a little higher than their heads lying on the ground, it gave people the impression of being in the sea. Ge was on a high cliff overlooking the tiny black spot at the foot of the mountain.
"That's right."
Hagrid relaxed his body, smiled and touched the obedient dragon head in front of him, "You're injured, aren't you? Let me see if it's serious."
The female fire dragon who had been slapped by Hagrid closed her eyes pitifully, trying hard not to let the tears of grievance soak the ground at this moment.
And dozens of meters away
As the examiners of today's fire dragon taming exam, they have given up on the idea of raising their chins and returning them to their original positions.
'This is the Dragon Tamer Assessment! '
They shouted in their hearts.
'But this can be considered dragon training, right? '
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I haven’t sorted it out yet, so I’ll give you a minute today.
(End of chapter)
