The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Warfare Professor

1.

The pressure brought by the altitude almost suffocated Victor.

Along with the strong wind came the cold.Victor even had to use a silent spell to hold a flame in his hand.

But what he showed on his face was an expression of fascinated excitement.

What he longed for now was to learn how to use the flying bug as a rein before free-falling to the ground.

He has no brains to care about things further away.

So much so that Victor was completely unaware of what a catastrophic scene was in the sky above Hogwarts.

Even if a group of Dementors were to attack Hogwarts, there would never be this kind of sky, this kind of darkness that seemed to fall from the sky.

2.

The red-eyed black dragon took Victor through a particularly exciting fall.

Victor had no idea where he was until he actually saw the ground.

"It must not be the Forbidden Forest." He thought.The towering trees of the Forbidden Forest have completely disappeared from sight.But if it weren't for the Forbidden Forest, where would there be room for the red-eyed black dragon to adjust its posture?

The last layer of cloud dispersed from Victor's eyes. At this time, Victor's brow bone had been cut by the knife-like wind.

Saw!Below is the lawn.This is definitely good news. Victor can use the open lawn to achieve a sharp rise before free falling.

He can definitely do it, as long as he seizes the opportunity to spread the wings of the red-eyed black dragon.

As long as there is no living person on the lawn now.Of course not. This is not a popular spot in Hogwarts.To be honest, Victor wasn't quite sure where this lawn was located in Hogwarts.

It may be difficult to confirm from Victor's perspective. In addition to the open lawn below, there are also two pillar-like rings standing at both ends of the lawn.

This is a small practice ground for Quidditch.

What's even worse is that there are actually people training here during their lunch break.

Gryffindor's young first-year seeker, and the Gryffindor Quidditch captain who conducted secret training for him, raised their heads in shock and watched a black star coming towards them.

3.

Victor tightened his grip on the flying insect, and the insect's wings buzzed and trembled in his hands. As long as he moved the direction slightly, he could put the reins on the red-eyed black dragon like a puppet on strings.

"If you had obeyed earlier, this wouldn't be the case."

Victor didn't know if the red-eyed black dragon could understand him. Maybe this dragon was just a collection of ancient magic powers, but he really wanted to talk to this evil dragon now.

Falling from a height of [-] meters, only this dragon was with him.In other words, they have been a community of destiny from now on.

If the real red-eyed black dragon could be in the mood to talk about it, it would be the one that could empathize with Victor the most at this moment.Because they don't want to be thrown to death.

"Next, the moment I get close to the ground, I will slightly relax my wings and switch to low-altitude flight mode. Do you understand?"

Victor tightened the silk thread tied to the evil dragon's head, and the evil dragon howled uncomfortably, its sound getting closer and closer to the ground.It was almost time for Victor to speak.

This gambling-like behavior has no room for failure.

4.

If Wood had known that things would turn out like this, he would not have insisted on Harry training when the sky turned dark.

Now, what is this thing that is attacking them like a comet?

Did an asteroid hit the earth?Has the Ministry of Magic done nothing about it?In the past, asteroids that threatened the safety of the earth were saved only by the Ministry of Magic sending the best wizards.

And Muggles never thanked them for it.

He retreated to an iron frame and shouted to Harry, who was still riding the Nimbus 2000 broomstick in mid-air:

"Harry, come to me!"

Harry's hand holding the broomstick was sweating a little.The air close to the ground was full of turbulence, possibly affected by the comet, and he was unable to maintain his balance well.

How do those Quidditch games not stop even in the event of a typhoon?

Senior Wood was calling him from the ground, but little Harry had no time to care. If he landed now, he might be swallowed by the turbulence, but if he didn't land...

A pitch-black wing blade instantly cut the air around him.

The broomstick was swept far away by the sudden strong airflow. Harry was dizzy and relied on instinct to maintain his center of gravity.

He seemed to have rolled several times in the air and hit several overturned tree roots.

And when he sat back on the broom and opened his eyes, Harry couldn't believe what he saw.

A pair of red eyes filled with blood flowed across the lawn, and this pitch-black... was it a beast, or some kind of magical beast? It twisted its body violently, and then its wings spread out like the night.

"It's a dragon...Merlin..."

Wood opened his mouth wide and looked at the true face of the comet.

It was different from the dragons I had seen in books, different from the fire dragon, and different from the Ukrainian Iron Belly.

Wood could swear that if the dragon in front of him appeared in the same scene as the fire dragon in the book, its coercion would make the fire dragon look like a baby lizard.

Wait, where is Harry?

Wood hurriedly searched around, and finally he saw that a little further away, Harry was still floating in the air, holding the Nimbus 2000 between his legs like a life-saving straw.

"Harry, go call..." Wood ran in the direction of Harry, but when he got closer and saw Harry's expression, he suddenly fell silent.

The little wizard looked at the dragon's expression as if... he had seen something terrifying and awe-inspiring.

What's even more disturbing is that he doesn't seem to want to escape at all.

Are all Gryffindor first-year students so brave?

Wood also turned his face and glanced at the black dragon again, but from his perspective on the ground, he had no idea what Harry saw on the broom.

Six years later, when Harry Potter saw Professor Victor riding on the back of the red-eyed black dragon again, he could still recall this moment.

Just like in Celtic mythology, in the Welsh territory of ancient Britain, the legendary wizard, Merlin, and the red dragon, which symbolizes the bloody resistance of the Anglo nation, dance together.

Victor was on the dragon's back, carefully raising his head to observe where he landed.

When he looked behind him, he met Harry's eyes hanging in the air.

Both of their pupils trembled.This is especially true of Victor.

Before Victor could explain this situation to his students, the red-eyed black dragon beneath him made a disobedient noise again.

Its belly was close to the lawn, its claws dug deep into the soil, and it began to fly close to the ground, knocking out the grass roots and earthworms under one meter of the soil.

For some reason, Harry wanted very much to follow on his broomstick.

Wood will be angry.