Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

That night, it took a long time for Evan, Harry, and Hermione to get Ron’s spirit back up.

As long as there was no accident, Evan’s measures were absolutely foolproof.

The broomstick could help Ron not be touched by the fire dragon’s fangs. The Fire Protection Potion could make the dragon’s fire lose its effect, and Ron also mastered The Conjunctivitis Curse, the most effective spell at this level against dragons, which could make it lose its eyesight.

He was not going to kill the dragon, but to overtake it to get what it guarded. Relying on these, in any case, it should be easy to get through the first task.

After Evan said his thoughts, Ron looked less anxious and desperate.

He no longer mentioned borrowing the Philosopher’s Stone or running away, and his mood gradually stabilized.

What he needed to do in these two days was to master Accio and the Conjunctivitis Curse, and engrave them into his bones.

Evan taught him the Conjunctivitis Curse, while Hermione was responsible for helping Ron learn Accio.

Harry didn’t master these two spells, and he was ready to take this opportunity to learn.

Early the next morning, they got busy and decided to find a free classroom to practice.

Hermione proposed to go to the library first to find some books about the two spells for Harry and Ron to analyze.

This was very helpful for their study, but she quickly left the library, feeling upset.

“He’s back again, why can’t he read on his stupid ship?” said Hermione irritably as Viktor Krum slouched in, cast a surly look over at the four of them, and settled himself in a distant corner with a pile of books.

“Come on, Evan, Harry, Ron, let’s go out and find another place. His fan club will be here in a moment, twittering away and annoying…”

It was one of the rare times Ron did not oppose Hermione, for now his head was filled with spells.

And sure enough, as they left the library, a gang of girls tiptoed past them, one of them wearing a Bulgaria scarf tied around her waist.

Finally, they found a free classroom on the fourth floor.

Evan didn’t follow them in because he saw Caresius on the stairs. He seemed to have just returned from the Owlery.

Regarding the things that Sirius said yesterday, Evan felt it necessary to ask the vampire.

His office, like before, still contained a lot of things Moody used, most of which were bad.

For the past few months, poor Moody had been locked in the trunk by Caresius.

“So, you helped the boy find a way to fight the dragon?” said Caresius, pouring Evan a cup of tea.

He still looked and sounded Moody, but his tone and accent were his own.

“I think there should be no problem!” Evan talked about his plan.

“You did a very good job. Basically, you thought of everything!” Caresius nodded with satisfaction. “I thought … in case you couldn’t help Ron … to tell him about a black magic very effective against dragons. It can stimulate the dragon’s brutal nature and make it more manic and distracted. He can then go and get what the dragon is guarding.”

“Become more manic?!” Evan paused for a moment before he remembered what kind of curse Caresius was talking about.

It was a black magic adding to blood-thirst. It was not too difficult, but it had a special effect on the dragon.

As long as it was hit by the spell, the dragon would become angry, and its cruel nature would be stimulated to the extreme. At that point, it would definitely give up following Ron and pounce directly on the larger audience.

Without the protection of the dragon, Ron could easily get what it guarded.

As for the fire dragon that ravaged the attack in the audience, it is something for Dumbledore and the dragon tamers to consider.

This is really a typical evil Dark wizard’s way of thinking. Just care about his interests, regardless of the lives of other people.

Evan could imagine the lot of nocuous consequences it would have if Ron ever used that magic.

It would not be surprising that the dragon could wreak havoc in the audience full of young wizards, killing and injuring hundreds of people.

At that time, even if Ron passed the task, he would absolutely be blamed by everyone and the situation would get worse.

While accusing him, people would definitely wonder how an underage wizard used dark magic, and even Dumbledore and Hogwarts would not get away with it.

The feasibility of this method was basically zero. Looking at Caresius’s appearance, Evan did not intend to waste time with this guy and continue to discuss this topic. He directly raised his own questions.

“I know about this. Voldemort is asking my people to look for all information related to ancient evil spirits. He plans to do something with that ugly statue, but he has not found a way yet,” said Caresius earnestly, “I think he’s going in the wrong direction. It’s a waste of effort. However, he should have made some plans. This is the information I have so far. As for what he’s going to do, I have no idea at all, and my clan has not found anything of value. That’s why I didn’t tell you about it.”

“All right, if you have any news, please let me know as soon as possible!” said Evan, not reassured.

“Of course!” said Caresius, “We’re allies now, and sharing news is the right thing to do!”

For his statement, Evan was suspicious. Though this fellow answered pleasantly, he did not look reliable.

But in the fight against Voldemort and the evil gods, he and his vampires were to play a big role.

When Evan found Harry, Ron, and Hermione, they were practicing Accio.

Hermione asked Harry and Ron to concentrate all their thoughts and force all kinds of things in the room to fly towards them.

Of course, Harry and Ron hadn’t fully mastered the spell yet.

Whether it’s a book or a quill, it kept losing heart halfway across the room and dropping them like a stone to the floor.

“Concentrate, you two, concentrate…” Hermione kept saying, “This spell can be used as long as you concentrate!”

“That sounds great, aren’t we concentrated enough?” Harry said sullenly.

“I can’t calm down … I don’t know what’s going on. A great big dragon keeps popping up in my head for some reason!” said Ron. “It’s always the same picture over and over … OK, I’ll try again… ”

When Evan went in, he and Hermione divided into two groups, taking turns to help Harry and Ron practice.

Harry was fine there. Without the pressure of the dragon, after practicing for more than six hours, he successfully mastered the spell.

Ron was worse. He needed more practice before he could let go of his fear of dragons.

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