As soon as Fatir said Norbert's sentence, Aglaia was almost crazy. How could this guy be less reliable than himself, so he called out his name like this. She is also planning to have a sneak attack to subdue this guy.

But it's too late now.

The man who flogged Hagrid turned his head. At this moment, the frenzied expression on his face changed a lot, surprise, panic, vicious, and finally turned into a blank expression.

"Fatier De Laces."

Norbert lowered his head and whispered, "You are not dead yet."

" I wish I was dead now." Fatir said softly, "No one desires that moment more than I do."

"Bah." Norbert spit on the ground and smacked. I clicked, "True hypocrisy, who asked you to come over."

"Isn't I supposed to ask you this sentence?"

Fatier pointed to the person hanging in midair Young dragon, "what are you doing here?"

"I'm doing something you can't even think of, old friend."

Norbert said fanatically, the air gradually solidified, He arched his shoulders. Right hand put wand behind you.

Aglaia's eyes turned around on the two of them, and his father seemed to know the man in front of him.

Fatier did not move, he asked: "Who are you serving now? With such a large site and so many equipment, this burden cannot be supported by you."

"Yeah, hum."

Norbert laughed mystifying:

"Dragons have always been under your control and controlled by you. Where are ordinary wizards like us? Qualified to get involved, are you right?"

After that, he swung wand without the slightest hesitation: "Avada Kedavra!"

Aglaia almost screamed Voice.

The bright green light came out of the cave like an emerald poisonous snake, illuminating every corner of the cave, and the pure will of death was like Death holding up a sickle, severely chopped down.

In a flash, the curse has not yet touched Fatir.

Norbert Hagrid was slammed by an invisible fist and hit the wall hard.

Killing Curse slid past Fatir. He was like a marionette, dragged by invisible force to forcibly avoid Death's sickle.

At this moment, Aglaia's heart is blocked in his throat. She covered her mouth and her body trembled. This was the first time that she had faced the Killing Curse, and the pressure that was touched to death shocked him.

In the gravel, Norbert Hagrid crawled out forcibly. He swayed from side to side, hoarse said with a sneer:

"Good luck, you can still keep this old bones This kind of flexibility."

After he finished speaking, his muscles swelled, and the whole person gained a lot of weight. He stepped on the ground and flew out. He hit Fatir's chest hard. Fatir took two steps back again and again. A trace of blood spilled after opening his mouth.

"What's the matter with your power!?" Fatir asked in shock, clutching his chest.

Norbert: "You have studied dragons for so many years, but you don’t know anything about true power. It’s too sad."

He spread his hands and his body muscles grew stronger. Inflate.

"We have worked together for more than ten years, anyway, your knowledge has been thoroughly absorbed by me."

After that, he bent down, his head looked like a half The dragon grows spikes and wants to charge Fatir again. But at this time, he found that he couldn't move anymore. It's like being hit by Binding Curse.

Fatier's thin body got up from the ground with some difficulty. He wiped his lips and said, "It seems that you have not fully absorbed my knowledge."

Speaking, Norbert Hagrid is like being entangled by an invisible python, the whole person is stretched straight, his body twisted into a weird arc.

He looked down and saw a black shadow hovering from under Fatir's feet, dancing around him.

"This is...!"

The sharp roar echoed in the cave hall.

"Shadow dragon?"

"Yes, one of the rarest dragon species lurks in the shadow and depends on the energy of the host for food." Fatir said.

"You really deserve to be an expert in how to train your dragon, you dare to take this thing with you, are you afraid of being sucked up by it!?"

Norbert gnashing teeth said.

Aglaia found out that his father's shadow was constantly dancing on the ground, dragging the old Elder long. Fatir is obviously a person, but his shadow is in the shape of a dragon. She hadn't noticed this scene before.

"Stop talking nonsense, who on earth do you serve?" Fatir pointed at Norbert Hagrid's temple with wand.

The shadow hovered beside Norbert Hagrid. Every time he hovered, he seemed to be wrapped in a circle by python, his body tightened, his eyes raised, and he struggled constantly.

"I don't serve anyone, I serve the world." Norbert hissed in a low voice, his forehead puffed up.

Fatier took a few breaths and said, "Serve the world, murder dragons, and use Unforgivable Curse. What are you called serving the world? You have committed countless serious crimes!"

"This is...necessary...means!"

He spit out a puff of blood and roared: "Don't do it yet, do you want to watch me die!" "

tone barely fell, the half-giant boy on the side appeared from nowhere. He shivered with a big wooden stick and threw it at Fatir.

Aglaia reacted, and before she waited for the big stick to fall on Fatir's head, she waved wand.

"Incarcerous!"

The chain of purple sprayed out from the wand, and bound the half-giant boy tightly.

He fell to the ground without much resistance, the wooden stick in his hand rolled far away.

"Trash, are you a mountain monster?"

Norbert, whose body was squeezed out of shape, shouted in despair.

"Why are you so useless...?"

"Enough, tell me, who are you doing here? Tell me, I can still ask the Ministry of Magic intercedes with you!"

"Can't you guess it?"

Norbert stared at Fatir, and roared: "Everything is over, you nobles, Great Family, the upper class, your time is over."

After finishing speaking, before Fatir asked, he tried his best to hit the stalactite in the cave with all his strength. He broke through a big hole in his mind and fainted on the spot.

The cave has returned to silence from the noise. The black shadow on the ground slowly became thinner and shorter, swimming back to Fatir's feet, and returning to a normal human shape.

Fatier looked at Norbert who hit the wall with a puzzled expression on his face.

Aglaia walked slowly to the fallen Norbert's side.

"Dead...dead?"

Fatier bends down and probes his fingers.

"Not dead, fainted."

"This old lunatic...you know?"

"Knowing, we were together Studying dragons. Many years ago."

Fatier fixedly looked at Norbert’s face: "But I never thought he would become what he is now."

"Is that right, I think you are quite similar."

After speaking softly, Aglaia strode to his Dragon's side, wand pointed: "Diffindo."

The young dragons hanging on the top of the cave were released. Those young dragons probably took some unknown medicines, and now all of them are unconscious.

Aglaia counted the young dragons, and found her own Welsh Green among them. She happily touched its head. Fortunately, they arrived in time, and these dragons were not drained of blood to die like the adult dragons outside.

After finding the missing Dragon, Aglaia tried to find his missing students.

She found a large circle in the cave, and she did not see any traces of other creatures, and the student was still missing.

Back to the console, Fatir was looking through some parchment of Norbert Hagrid with a solemn expression. Turning over: "Biological fusion, sure enough..."

"What's that?"

Aglaia asked.

Fatir put down the parchment: "The Ultimate Biology Project."

"What is the Ultimate Biology?"

"Ten years ago, we were in an organization In, studying dragons. This is our common hobby. We all believe that Dragon contains infinite power in this creature, which can be developed and used to help the wizard.

But in the wizard world, I don’t know. When did it begin to spread a secret that there is a perfect dragon in the world, which has all the advantages of dragons.

Super fast flight speed, incomparable power, the hottest dragon's breath, the biggest The size, the most gorgeous appearance. At the same time, it has the ability to control all living things and stands at the top of the food chain."

"Control all living things?"

Aglaia:" There is this kind of power?"

"I don't know."

Fatir shook his head: "No one has seen it before, but I personally think it is just a fantasy. A creature imagined by an immature youngster.

But Norbert is convinced of this rumor, or that this legend fits his worship of power perfectly.

He is until now for Powerful creatures are obsessed with being unable to extricate themselves. He believes in Darwinism, believes in weak are prey to the strong, and does not believe that there are other rules in this world. So he began to look for such ultimate creatures everywhere. , Searched for many years, but found nothing.

I reminded him many times that there is no perfect creature in the world. But he didn’t listen, he was too obsessed with fantasy.

In the end, he made a decision. Since there is no one in the world, he will create the creature himself. Eleven years ago, he stole a lot of my research data on dragons and went missing.

I searched for him for many years and didn’t find it, so I finally gave up.

Finally, didn’t expect him to come here, and he hasn’t given up on his illusion."

paused, Fatir sighed: "What a foolishness."

Is it just a illusion...

Aglaia looked at the console I thought of the thrilling encounter during the summer vacation when I went to the slightly broken gray egg. A faint premonition rose in her heart.

Fatier picked up the dragon egg on the console and said softly: "This should be a test product, I have to send it to St. Mungo's, and let your mother identify this Something."

Aglaia curiously took the dragon egg from Fatir's hand, trying to get a feel for what it was.

As soon as she took over the thing, there was a cold whisper behind her: "Let it go, humble Veela."

Aglaia turned around.

The half-giant boy who was bound by himself did not know when he got up, but at this moment, his eyes flashed with brilliant colors, and the whole person was distorted indescribably.

In less than a second, Rubeus Hagrid suddenly took out a broken stalactite, grabbed Agleia’s shoulder, and stabbed her heart heavily.

The distance between the two was too close, and the opponent moved too fast, and Aglaia didn't react at all.

Between Life and Death Instant, Fatir grabbed the other shoulder of Aglaia, with his arm force, opened a thin slit, and blocked the half-giant boy with his body.

puci!

Fatier was like being hit by a rushing train. He retreated quickly and slammed into the metal console.

The half-giant has completely changed his personality at this moment. He no longer looks like he was afraid and timid. He pinched Fatir’s neck with one hand and the stalactite with the other, only ruthless and cruel on his face. .

Fatier tried to use the Dragon of Shadow, but found that the opponent was like a stone, unshakable.

"The stability you seek is worthless."

Speaking softly, Hagrid put his hand hard.

Stalactites stirred in his lower abdomen, and Fatir screamed.

Boom! !

Aglaia picked up a huge glass bottle on the table and slammed it heavily on the half-giant's head.

The half-giant was hit to the ground and struggled twice.

Boom! !

Boom! ! !

Boom! ! ! !

Aglaia's eyes were red, and he took the bottle and smashed it on the opponent's head. He smashed the opponent to his head and did not withdraw his hand.

Fatier saw that his daughter had been dazzled by fear and anger, he got up from the console with difficulty, rushed forward, and held down Aglea.

"Don't... don't do this, you calm down, he is controlled by others."

Aglaia struggled out of fear and fury, carefully Look at your own father, like falling ice cellar.

A huge stalactite was inserted into Fatir's abdomen, stabbing him across. The man in front of him was clutching his abdomen, and the blood couldn't stop flowing from his fingers.

Aglaia tore his clothes apart, a terrifying scar was opened on his abdomen, and the squirming organs inside were almost visible.

"This...you..."

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