Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 74 Fire Dragon Protection Area

"Hello, my name is Charlie, Charlie Weasley."

Xiren looked at the familiar red-haired man in front of him and raised an eyebrow. He hadn't expected that the guide Alistair had found for him would be an acquaintance.

"We've met before, in Diagon Alley, do you remember?" Charlie clearly recognized Siron as well, and he pulled a wand from a clasp in his sleeve.

"You're the one who picked out this wand for me; it has saved me from the jaws of fire dragons countless times."

"Of course, I remember it very clearly," Siron said, glancing at the wand as well.

The surface is smooth and clean, with no visible bumps or scratches.

"Your wand is in good condition."

"Back in school, I didn't understand anything. I thought the wand was just a tool, and it didn't matter what it was like."

"But now I know how important a good wand is. Sometimes, if your spell is formed half a second before your enemy's, you can survive." Charlie shrugged. "Besides, I don't want to get scolded by Mr. Ollivander again."

Xilun smiled. "My grandfather was usually very kind and rarely scolded others, especially guests."

"I thought so too." Charlie shrugged self-deprecatingly. "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Is this your first time visiting the Fire Dragon Reserve? Let me show you around."

Charlie led Siron into the woods. Siron thought it would be like the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts, but once inside, he discovered that the woods only served to block the view.

"It's a large-scale Muggle-repelling spell, just like the Leaky Cauldron," Charlie explained. "Once a Muggle wanders in, they'll see the creature they fear most..."

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"What was that Muggle banishing spell from the Leaky Cauldron again? Oh, right, I just remembered something extremely urgent, this is much more effective!"

"What, do Muggles often wander into the Fire Dragon Protection Area?" Siron asked curiously.

"Not many, only one or two every now and then, we can handle it..."

"This way, I'll take you to see a beautiful girl. By the way, she's also from Hogwarts."

Charlie said mysteriously.

Upon hearing "Hogwarts," Siron immediately guessed what he was going to see.

"Look, a Norwegian Spinosaurus, isn't it beautiful?" Charlie pointed to a grayish-blue baby dragon on a cliff not far away and said, "Hagrid called her Norbert, but later we found out she was a female dragon, so we renamed her Norberta."

"By the way, do you know Hagrid? He's the gamekeeper, responsible for leading the new students across the river by boat during the start and end of the school year."

“Of course, I know Hagrid,” Celen said. “In fact, we’re quite close.”

"Oh, I see. So you must know about Norbert now," Charlie said with a smile.

Xilun felt as if an arrow had pierced his heart.

No, he had never seen a Norwegian Spinosaurus before today, and Hagrid had never told him about it.

"I was completely shocked when I received the letter from my brother."

Charlie didn't notice the complex expression on Celen's face and continued to say to himself, "But Hagrid is really amazing. Even the most experienced dragon breeders wouldn't dare to say they could definitely hatch a dragon egg, but he did it and raised Norbert to be so big."

Xilun grew increasingly distressed as he listened, and quickly changed the subject, asking, "Is this the habitat of the Norwegian Spinosaurus?"

"Not really." Charlie shook his head and explained, "This is actually an adaptation zone. Before entering the protected area, the fire dragons from outside live here for a period of time. We observe them to determine their personalities."

"If a fire dragon is too irritable and too territorial, it must be separated from the docile fire dragons."

"Fire dragons can be docile?" Xilun asked incredulously.

"Relatively docile," Charlie said. "For example, Welsh green dragons and Australian white-eyed dragons will generally not attack you unless you provoke them."

Charlie then told us some interesting things about the reserve, and Siron nodded perfunctorily while looking around, searching for something.

"If you're looking for other dragons, you're probably going to be disappointed," Charlie said. "Very few dragons have been sent here lately; there's only Nobeta here right now."

"If it were another time, I could take you to see a real protected area, but not now... Something big is happening in the protected area."

"I know that," Xilen said, "but aren't there any dragon blood trees around here?"

"Dragon Blood Tree?"

"Hmm." Xilun nodded. "I remember there are dragon blood trees wherever there are fire dragons, but I haven't seen a single one."

"So that's what you've been looking for," Charlie said, suddenly realizing. "You can't see the Dragon Blood Trees here; they're over there, near the fire dragon's lair."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll take you to see it."

Charlie left Celen behind and hurriedly left, only returning twenty minutes later with two brooms in his hand.

"Can you ride?" He handed one of the brooms to Xilun. "It's a bit far, and we have to go over a mountain. Flying there will save a lot of time."

Silen shook his head, then nodded. "I've only ridden one in flight lessons."

"That's enough," Charlie said. "I specifically found two very old silver arrows. They're not fast, but they're very reliable."

Just as Charlie said, when Celen rode the broom, he felt like he was back in school taking flight lessons, feeling incredibly safe.

Charlie didn't seem to be used to this speed, but in order to take care of Celion, he could only patiently lead the way slowly.

Fortunately, they were only crossing the mountain in the middle for convenience. After arriving on the other side, Charlie immediately jumped off the broom and pointed to a few grayish-brown trees not far away, saying, "Those are the dragon blood trees you're looking for."

Xilun flew over excitedly, but he was soon disappointed to find that the dragon blood trees had long since withered and died.

The Dragon Blood Tree is a special magical plant that does not need rain, but it needs fire to irrigate it, preferably dragon flame.

Then the dragon blood tree will turn golden-red and produce a scent that fire dragons really like.

These were definitely not golden-red. Xilun tried to break off a branch, but with just a gentle squeeze, the branch broke in half.

It's withered to this extent, let alone making a wand, it would be quite difficult to bring it back intact.

"Aren't there any other dragon blood trees?" Xilun asked, unwilling to give up.

"Yes," Charles said after a moment's thought, "but you also said that dragon blood trees only grow near fire dragon nests..."

He didn't continue speaking, but glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the flying broom under Xilun.

Even if it were possible, he wouldn't bring Xilun into the Fire Dragon Reserve now, let alone allow others to enter easily. Otherwise, if the Fire Dragon discovers him, he won't be able to escape.

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