The flames died down, but the tower was gone.

The entire sea cliff seemed to be covered with a layer of black shell at this moment, like burnt syrup.

The ferocious fire dragon was still circling in the sky. Doklo sat on the dragon's bony back and leaned over to look down. He was almost certain that neither Cyrus nor the Auror could survive, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

They had ambushed this fire dragon early in the morning, originally because they were worried that Rookwood would bring too many people and they would not be able to handle it. Now it was just the right time to kill that scary man.

"Doclo, how many wands did you get?"

The one riding the fire dragon is another fairy, who has secretly raised this fire dragon since it was a child.

With the financial resources they had, it was not difficult to smuggle a dragon cub. The silent silver whistle that Doklo had played before was actually a whistle for summoning a dragon. However, it relied not on sound but on magic power.

"There's only one—" When it came to the wand, Doklo felt a little unnatural.

The wand in his hand was a defective one given to him by Rookwood. The wand had been polished by the previous owner, and the core was exposed.

Doclo had no time to take away the magic wands that Cyrus had placed in front of him just now, and they might have been burned to ashes by the dragon's flames.

"Those despicable wizards are really hateful. They promised at least fifty wands, but they broke their promise." The goblin riding the fire dragon said indignantly, without mentioning that they planned to kill Rookwood and his group.

"Wizards are not trustworthy. This is something we knew from the beginning." Doklo said, "It's a pity that we can't decipher Lanlock's manuscript and the ancient magic. The secret of Vault No. 12 will never be revealed to us-"

"It is enough to use this secret to exchange for wands. Our Goblin Brotherhood must get more rights that we deserve from wizards!" said another goblin while looking up at the sky.

Perhaps the fire dragon's breath evaporated too much sea water, and the sky was covered by dark clouds. Purple light flashed from time to time in the heavy clouds, and it looked like a storm was about to come.

However, he soon felt that this idea was a bit too absurd. Although the fire dragon's breath was powerful, it was impossible for it to create thunderclouds that could cover the entire sky.

"The weather at the seaside has always been like this." Docklo said, "We should go back quickly. An Auror died here, and it's best not to let the Ministry of Magic find out that it was us who did it."

Another goblin nodded. They had done a lot of illegal things in secret, so it wouldn't be a big deal if they were discovered. But now was not the time to conflict with the Ministry of Magic.

He pulled the magic reins, and the dragon immediately flapped its wings and flew high.

The fire dragon that has been tamed since childhood is like an elephant. It has the ability to break free, but it dares not make any more moves and can only obey.

"boom--"

Suddenly, a huge lightning bolt tore through the darkness! Heavy rain poured down, and the rain slid down the fire dragon's rugged scales. The fire dragon seemed to sense something and suddenly stopped. It became very uneasy and twisted its body anxiously in the air.

"Be quiet, you beast!"

The goblin angrily whipped the fire dragon's back, and Doklo, holding a magic wand in his hand, unscrupulously conjured a whip to whip it.

This is a Norwegian Spinosaurus, and it's covered in scars!

The dragon's skin has strong magic resistance, and its scales can also resist non-magical physical attacks. At least Muggle grenades cannot penetrate its scales. Facing such a powerful magical creature, training must be started when the opponent is young.

But today this fire dragon seems a little different.

It was too restless to fly into the thundercloud, but instead kept roaring at it, and even the whip on its wounds could not quiet it down.

Doklo and another fairy were almost thrown off by it several times, so that the fairy was very angry at the moment.

"Doklo, you just happened to have the wand, cast an eye-pain spell on this beast and let it feel the pain!" He shouted while grabbing the bone spurs on the fire dragon's back and wiping the rain off his face.

But Doklo didn't do that. He didn't feel sorry for the fire dragon at all, but felt it was a bit weird.

"Adora, is there something in the clouds?" he asked worriedly.

Somehow he thought of Cyrus in his mind. When he thought of that handsome face, Doklo always felt a little uneasy.

"Is there something?" The fairy called Adora looked into the cloud in surprise, but saw nothing. However, if there is anything that can create such a vast dark cloud in the UK, it can only be a group of soul-eating monsters! "Has the search range been expanded to this side? If it's those guys, it will be troublesome..."

"No, it's not the Soul Eater!" Doklo suddenly shouted.

In the light of lightning, he saw a golden shadow moving through the clouds.

"It's a Thunderbird!"

He shouted, his sharp voice piercing through the rain!

"Thunderbird? No wonder!" Adora's expression was even uglier than before.

As a 5X-rated magical beast, the Thunderbird is no less dangerous than the Dragon. This magical beast is a close relative of the Phoenix, but the two have completely different powers.

The Phoenix is ​​small in size, and its magic lies in its ability to regenerate and heal, but the Thunderbird's magic is more obvious in its powerful destructive power! Thunderbirds often live in the United States and do not migrate, but this Thunderbird appeared in Scotland, which means it was most likely brought here by wizards who poached magical animals.

In other words, it must be very angry! He guessed correctly, the thunderbird was indeed very angry. But it had nothing to do with the smuggling of magical animals, he was just simply annoyed that the two goblins actually made him eat the dragon's breath!

This thunderbird is naturally Cyrus.

A few minutes ago, when the Norwegian Spinosaurus appeared above Cyrus' head, he immediately took action. Doklo used his magic resistance to apparition onto the dragon's back with difficulty, but Cyrus still wanted to take Tonks away.

It took a while to move Tonks, which made Doklo think that Cyrus had been charred by the dragon's breath. But in fact, his hair was just a little frizzy from the perm.

Now, it's time for him to fight back!

Thanks to TillDawn for the 100-point tip, thank you boss!

(End of this chapter)