After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

Pansy and Hermione quickly ran to Neville's side, and in unison, they raised their bamboo swords and chopped at the attacking vines.

It's strange to say, this bamboo sword is neither sharp nor strong, it can be said to be crudely made, but facing the thick and iron-hard vines, it can barely withstand their attacks.

Neville was still a little dazed when he was helped up. However, he was not injured. When he fell, he happened to land in a patch of grass, which played a certain role in cushioning the impact. However, it all happened too suddenly, and he was a little confused for a while.

Hermione and Pansy breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Neville was fine.

"Damn it!" Pansy gritted her teeth and reached for the wand at her waist, "I'll burn these stinking vines to ashes!"

Hermione was quick to grasp her hand while simultaneously using her bamboo sword to fend off the vines. "Don't forget the punishment!"

Pan Xi froze in her tracks, an unwilling expression on her face, but she slowly withdrew her hand, bent down to pick up the bamboo sword that had fallen to the ground, her eyes full of determination.

"If you don't need a wand, then don't use a wand. Don't underestimate me, you stinking vines!"

Hermione had never thought that wielding a bamboo sword could be so graceful, like a beautiful dance. She watched Pansy weave through the vines with ease, wielding the bamboo sword with grace and handsomeness.

Fushiguro Shier hid in the shadows, watching the change in Pansy's expression and raised an eyebrow with interest. I didn't expect that she was a spoiled young lady, but she has such a side to her.

Fushiguro was not satisfied with their performance. They were too unvigilant and had the ability to cooperate, but it was not enough.

But that's okay, it's just an appetizer.

Draco and Harry sat on Ali, their bodies close together, staring at the water mirror in front of them, which was playing what had just happened - what happened to Pansy and the others.

Gojo Satoru had already taken Geto Suguru off to play somewhere, and Megumi and Hisahito had been taken there as well. But it didn't matter, because on this Dragon Island, no danger could threaten the people Draco cherished.

Draco stared blankly at the scene in the water mirror. His eyes were cold and ruthless, like an emotionless machine. His inorganic gray-blue eyes looked down at everyone like a high god.

"Draco?" Harry called softly. He didn't like Draco's current look; that cold expression made him feel distant. So, he cautiously and tentatively called out Draco's name.

Hearing Harry's voice, Draco immediately turned his head, his eyes filled with gentle light. He smiled slightly, looking at Harry sideways, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

Harry's heart leaped, as if gripped by an invisible hand. He looked into Draco's eyes, as if gazing at the twinkling stars in the night sky. In that moment, their gazes met, transcending the boundaries of time and space. The distance between them vanished, leaving only the fusion of their hearts.

"Why does Draco suddenly want to train Ron and the others?" He supported and understood all of Draco's decisions, but he didn't know why Draco suddenly thought of training Ron and the others.

"Harry, you know about 65, right? "Draco knelt and rested his head on them. "Saying goodbye to familiar things is something even adults are not good at. And when I first had friends, I was very reluctant to leave."

Harry couldn't help but laugh when he thought about how he and Draco always thought they were the best together when they were little.

But he was not jealous, because if it weren't for 65, perhaps Draco and he would never have met.

"65 told me that if there's too much difference between friends, we can't stay friends forever," Draco said. He knew what this meant, but he didn't want to lose friends because of the difference.

So he came up with a solution: as long as he improved the quality of his friends and made them better, there would be no gap between them.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't mean to treat his friends like puppets. He gave them the right to choose. They were all smart people who could understand Draco's deeper meaning.

Since no one chose to withdraw, it means that they have tacitly agreed to the plan.

"Nothing comes easy. You have to work very hard to make it look effortless." Draco said to Harry seriously. He knew the importance of hard work and that only hard work can bring rewards.

"That's a good thing, Draco," Harry agreed. However, Draco could be overly rational sometimes, but Harry could understand that.

After all, Draco is relatively slow in terms of feelings, and his definition of love is understood through the people around him.

His definition of a friend comes from Ron.

Although Ron often complained that the two of them were bookworms who buried themselves in books all day long, in fact, in order to keep up with them and not be left behind, Ron had been studying hard and striving to improve himself.

He demonstrated the true meaning of friendship through his actions - willing to give to each other and willing to grow with each other.

It was because of this that Draco came to this realization.

Fortunately, Hermione and the others were not stupid, and even Neville understood that Draco did this out of kindness for them. Although the training was tough, they still gritted their teeth and persevered.

Even if they occasionally complained, it was only about the environment and Fushiguro Shigeru. No one ever said that Draco shouldn't require them to undergo special training.

"Harry, do you think I'm too rational?" Draco turned his head and looked at Harry and asked.

"Being too rational may lead to conflicts with others, while being too emotional can easily lead to being swayed by emotions. Draco is just right." Harry gently stroked Draco's head.

"Draco, do you know what's going to happen next?" Harry looked at the water mirror. Hermione and the others had successfully solved the problem of the vines and continued to move forward cautiously.

"I'm not too sure. This was all decided by Fushiguro alone. I was not involved. I gave him some of the authority over Dragon Island. These were his own ideas." Draco tilted his head and said innocently.

"Then I can only wish them good luck." Harry looked at his friends in the water mirror with sympathy.

"Damn it! When did so many weird creatures appear on this island?" Pansy was going crazy.

How smooth the first three hours were! How rough the last three hours were.

It’s really a trap at every step!

"I don't even have so many surprises on my birthday..." Pansy muttered.

"Everyone, take a break. I looked and the exit is not far away, but it must be difficult there! Fushiguro Shigeru will not let us pass easily. You know, he said before sunset..."

Hermione analyzed her guesses with her friends, and everyone cheered up to prepare for the last level.

Everyone was fully armed and extremely nervous.

But until they were about to leave the jungle, they did not encounter any sudden attacks.

"Just like that?" Neville didn't dare to believe that there was nothing on the last stretch of the road until he walked out of the jungle.

Cedric and the twins also breathed a sigh of relief. Their tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

"No, it's not over yet." Theodore looked at the distance with a serious expression.

"Very perceptive, kid." Fushiguro Shier's figure slowly appeared in the distance. Behind him was the mountain that had suddenly appeared.

"The last level for you today is me." He stretched, his whole body crackling. A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You are allowed to use magic wands, as long as you can survive from my hands, you will pass." Fushiguro Shier drew out Youyun, with a playful gleam in his eyes, as if he was enjoying the upcoming battle.

"Don't underestimate us, Uncle Shier," Blaise said with a smile. Although he was smiling, Ron knew that Blaise was a little angry.

"So much nonsense? Cruciatus!" Pansy took out her wand and cast the Unforgivable Curse.

Neville quickly retreated and put armor on everyone for protection.

Blaise and Ron went around to both sides and secretly released some small evil scenes to try to interfere with Fushiguro Shier.

Cedric and the twins also used the best attack spells they knew.

Theodore and Hermione's expressions became increasingly serious. No!

Fushiguro Shier calmly dodged them one by one.

He grinned. "Is that all you can do? Then I'm going to do it!"

He dodged and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Hermione's face changed, and she and Theodore cried out at the same time, "Neville! Be careful!"

"It's too late." Fushiguro Shijiro's ghostly figure appeared behind Neville.

You Yun swung out quickly, and Nawei's armor could only resist for a second or two before it completely lost its effect.

He fell headfirst to the ground, his life or death unknown.

Fushiguro Shier grabbed the bamboo sword that was coming from the side and swung it away. Ron's back hit the tree next to him, and he was so painful that he couldn't move.

"Little Ronnie!" "Ron!" Several exclamations came at the same time.

Blaise's eyes were red.

"Avada Kedavra!"

At this time, only three minutes had passed.