Chapter 576 (1/2)

In fact, Tuesday was not a happy day for Harry.

If he could, Fanlin would rather pass the first hurdle on his own instead of Harry.

However, this is bound to be only an idea.

He can only make Harry master the magic spell, eye curse or flying curse as much as possible.

That's all he can do.

Harry was not in a good mood either. Even though he had prepared so much, he couldn't lift his energy when he thought of those damned guys.

After all, it's a dragon. Even though the wizard has successfully conquered it, the power of the Dragon

It still made Harry feel bad.

Whether the people around him wish him good luck or hissed as he passed, ”we'll have a box of rescue gauze ready, Potter,” Harry felt extraordinarily lonely.

The tension was so intense that he doubted whether he would lose control when he was led to see the dragon and swore loudly at everyone he saw.

Time seems to be moving in a way never seen before. One minute, three people are still sitting in the first class of magic history. The next minute, he goes to lunch, and then (how does he spend the morning? Where were the last hours before the fire dragon

Professor McGonagall was coming towards him in the great hall. A lot of people around see it.

”Porter, the warriors are coming down to the playground now. You have to prepare for the first mission.”

”Yes,” Harry replied. He stood up and the pork he was eating dropped back into the plate.

”Good luck, Harry,” said Hermione. ”You'll do it!”

”Yes Said Harry, but he didn't speak in his usual voice.

Fanling looked at Harry with some worry, but Harry was so nervous that he forgot to say goodbye to them.

He and Professor McGonagall left the hall.

Professor McGonagall was also uncomfortable. In fact, she looked as nervous as Hermione.

Professor McGonagall and Harry stepped down the stone steps and were about to enter the cold November afternoon playground when she put her hand on his shoulder.

”Now, don't lie,” she said. ”Keep calm. In case the situation gets out of control, we will also have a wizard to control the situation. The main thing is to do your best. No one will look down on you. Are you ok?”

”Yes,” Harry heard himself say, ”yes, I'm ok.”

She led him to the dragon's hiding place, along the edge of the forest, but as they approached the thicket of the fence, Harry saw a new tent, its population facing them, hiding the dragon.

”You and the other warriors are coming in from here,” Professor McGonagall said in a nearly trembling voice. ”And then when it's your turn, Mr. bagmon will be in, and he'll tell you, tell you the procedure, and good luck.”

Professor McGonagall obviously knows what Harry is going to face, but that doesn't change anything.

”Thank you,” said Harry in a flat, cold voice.