Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

On Clark's attribute panel, the charm attribute that had just been raised to 15 points dropped to 14 points after a flash.

But the Norwegian Ridgeback Noble, who had signed a magic pet contract with him, began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Its body shape became more slender, and its pitch-black scales became more round and lustrous, as if carved from fine black jade, and the originally hideous bone spurs on its wings were also retracted.

The appearance of the whole dragon has been greatly improved, and it has lost a bit of aggression that rejects people thousands of miles away, and has a bit more elegance.

【Ding! The contract has been signed, congratulations on getting a new magic pet, please name it]

When the last bit of strength was drawn from Clark's body and transferred to Charmander's body, an invisible connection between hearts colliding with each other was also produced between them.

"Honestly, Hagrid's naming skills are really not that good. Since you're a girl, let's call you Nobetta!"

"Do you like this name? Nobeta."

The little Charmander Nobeta got rid of Clark's touch, raised her slender neck, and let out a long moan of joy.

At this moment, with the gift from Faerun Continent, she can completely get rid of the fate of Harry Potter, the world of fire dragons, and embark on a new evolutionary path.

Name: Nobeta

Age: 1 year old

Race: Pseudodragon

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Attributes: Strength 10, Dexterity 12, Constitution 13, Intelligence 7, Perception 12, Charisma 11 (+1)

Speed: 3 m/s, flying 20 m/s (good)

Skills: Diplomacy 2, Hide 20, Listen 9, Search 6, Sense Motive 13, Scout 9, Survival 5, Track 15

Features: Blindsense 10 meters, Darkvision 10 meters, Mind Link 10 meters

Feats: Scaled Skin, Resistant Skin (Weak), Breath Weapon, Fangs and Claws, Alertness, Weapon Finesse

Clark looked at Nobetta's attribute list and couldn't help nodding. This template is much better than that crow. This is still a newborn dragon, if he grows up a bit, his attributes will have to be doubled.

At this moment, Norbeta seemed to have recovered from this reborn change. After adapting to the newly acquired power, she held her head up and looked at Clark without blinking her green eyes.

"So, are you my Master?"

A childish and ignorant voice sounded in Clark's mind along an invisible link.

"Is it you talking?" He glanced curiously at Nobetta in front of him, and saw her nod in a very human way.

This should be the [Mind Link] displayed on the property panel.

Clark and the crow Fujin could have a similar induction before, but because of Fujin's intelligence, even if he taught him for a long time, he could still only perceive the general emotions. I didn't expect to be able to communicate with the fire dragon as a magic pet. comminicate.

A high-end product is indeed a high-end product, and it is worthwhile for him to consume a precious charm attribute point.

But now is not the time for them to exchange feelings. Not far away, Hagrid has been submerged in mud to his waist. And Quirrell has already bent down, and the situation is extremely critical.

Before Clark could open his mouth, just as an idea popped up in his mind, the little Charmander Nobeta flapped his wings fiercely and jumped onto the branch. With the help of the branches and leaves, the whole dragon looked like a silent ghost, and now Quirrell in the distance pounce.

Telepathy yyds!

Clark sighed in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, he wrapped the activated rope around Hagrid's body, and at the same time tied the other end to the trunk of the big tree beside him.

Norbeta's participation in the war bought enough time for Hagrid to get out of trouble.

Although the little guy's strength is not strong, but with his slender figure,

Flexible movement, complex environment, and the [breath weapon] that is hot enough to threaten the enemy, she successfully dealt with Quirrell.

he~tui!

The collision of water and fire sparked steam all over the sky, obscuring the sight of both parties. However, for Norbeta, who has a blind range of 10 meters, the opponent's every move is not to say that he is in control, but it can also be said that he is in control. Eighty-nine is close to ten.

[Blind sense]: The powerful wild sense of dragons allows them to perceive the surrounding creatures through non-visual means (including hearing, smell, vibration or other environmental factors). (Note: Opponents the dragon cannot see remain fully concealed from it.)

With the help of this ability, clusters of fist-sized fireballs pierced through the steam and flew towards Quirrell from all directions, and none of them missed, making him tired of coping.

However, after experiencing the initial panic, Quirrell quickly reacted, waving his wand to attract strong winds, preparing to blow away the water vapor, and at the same time restricting the little dragon's activities.

However the moment when the steam dissipated.

"boom!"

The familiar voice exploded again, and Quirrell's heart tightened, his hair stood on end, and he felt a chill rushing straight to the top of the sky, and the threat of death hit his chest like a sharp knife.

He didn't have time to think about it any longer, he threw himself away from the unicorn, rolled on the ground, and immediately stood up regardless of the mud-stained robe.

This was the first time in the entire battle that he avoided Hagrid's attack.

Although it was very embarrassing, looking at the feathered arrow that was stuck in the position where he was originally standing, the tail of the arrow was still buzzing and trembling, the reaction seemed to be worth it.

Quirrell wondered in his heart, could his defensive magic be seen through by a big fool like Hagrid?

And Hagrid, who had just shot an arrow, also grinned when he saw the effect.

It turned out that when Clark rescued him, he told him that the way Quirrell avoided the arrow just now might be some kind of phantom that distorted his own image.

Just like when fishing, the actual position of the fish in the water is actually a point directly below what we see.

Now he tried it out according to Clark's conjecture, and it really improved the accuracy greatly.

The confidence in his heart increased, and the movements of Hagrid's hands were not slow. Several feather arrows were shot in a row, blocking all angles around Quirrell.

This made Quirrell very embarrassed to avoid, and before he could stand still, a line of fire sprayed towards his back again.

"You bastards are really troublesome!"

Quirrell was short-tempered, and even his voice became thinner. Voldemort's order had already brought him great pressure, and now these two guys were messing around again, which made him even more angry.

But Feather Arrows and Fireballs came intertwined, and there was no room for him to counterattack at all. It was obviously the first time for one person and one dragon to cooperate, but there was a tacit understanding.

"what!"

Quirrell no longer cared about whether his identity would be revealed, but he hadn't forgotten that the unicorn was about to die.

If you can't devour its pure soul before it dies, relying on the unicorn's blood alone won't have the effect of prolonging your life by three years.