Hearing Sebastian's question, Charlie chuckled and immediately replied.
"It's all because of mating season. This Ukrainian Ironbelly was fighting a thirty-foot-long Hebridean Black Dragon over a mate and got beaten up like this."
"We saw that its wings were severely injured, and it was likely no match for that Black Dragon, so we separated it from the Black Dragon."
"It's still not convinced, Professor, you see, it keeps roaring towards the forest, actually provocatively cursing."
"It's only because Mr. Scamander is soothing that Black Dragon; otherwise, the two of them would still be fighting."
"We've been trying to persuade the Ironbelly to calm down, but it won't listen at all. We're worried about how to treat its injuries."
"Actually, our captain is quite familiar with it, and it's usually quite obedient. To be honest, it's one of the easiest dragons to communicate with here."
So that was it. No wonder this Ukrainian Ironbelly always looked like it was saying, "Help me up, I can still fight."
It's also no wonder it wasn't convinced; this Ukrainian Ironbelly hadn't been completely defeated yet, and it still felt in its heart, "I can counterattack."
"In that case, its temper is indeed quite good," Sebastian commented.
This Ukrainian Ironbelly looked agitated, but it had actually always held back.
At the very least, its Dragonflame was always directed towards the forest and didn't directly spray at the surrounding Dragon Tamers.
Charlie nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly with Sebastian's words.
This Ukrainian Ironbelly was sent to this Dragon Sanctuary when it was still a Dragon Egg, raised personally by his captain, and then released into this forest.
Therefore, its feelings for humans are quite deep, unlike many naturally growing dragons that are untamable.
Charlie felt that the reason it was defeated was entirely because it chose the wrong opponent.
One should know that the Ukrainian Ironbelly is one of the largest dragons in the world, with extremely strong combat power. Even Goblins keep a Ukrainian Ironbelly in the underground vaults of Gringotts as a guard.
However, this Ironbelly had just reached adulthood, and the opponent it chose this time was a Black Dragon that had been an adult for a long time.
It was not only at a disadvantage in terms of size but also lacked combat experience compared to its opponent. Its wings were torn right at the start, naturally restricting it everywhere.
"I hope it calms down soon," Charlie's tone was a bit wistful, "otherwise, if it drags on too long, its wings will be difficult to treat."
Difficult to treat?
That won't do. The dragons here are valuable assets.
They must be healthy to create more profit.
"Charlie," Sebastian smiled slightly, "do you need help?"
"Professor Swan," Charlie shook his head, "our captain was worried about causing secondary injuries, which is why he didn't knock it out."
"Simple," Sebastian said, "let me help you hold it still so you can directly treat its wings."
In Sebastian's eyes, this was like a child refusing to get a shot; at this point, physical therapy was most effective.
With that, he drew his wand and walked towards the Ukrainian Ironbelly.
Charlie didn't dare to delay and quickly followed by Sebastian's side. At the same time, he shouted to his fellow Dragon Tamers: "Professor Swan is preparing to hold the Ironbelly still; everyone, pay attention to cooperating."
Cooperating?
The Dragon Tamers' faces darkened, each daring not to speak but only muttering to themselves.
Oh my goodness, he purposely brought his wife to show off.
Can you not cause trouble? It's busy enough here.
These rich people become arrogant after getting some money and forget who they are.
This is a dragon, not your pet dog.
How are you going to hold it still?!
So many professional Dragon Tamers like us don't even dare to say we can hold a dragon still. Are you stronger than all of us combined?
The Dragon Tamers exchanged glances, all frowning and gripping their wands tightly, raising their vigilance to the highest level to prevent the Ukrainian Ironbelly from going berserk, while also preparing for the aftermath.
Sebastian ignored everyone's thoughts. He waved his wand and used a Transfiguration spell on the ground beneath the Ironbelly's feet.
Silently, the originally flat ground seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force, and two giant hands made of earth instantly rose up.
They were like ancient guardians awakening from the depths of the earth, slowly stretching their fingertips and rushing towards the Ukrainian Ironbelly.
The giant earth hands were thick and powerful, carrying an irresistible strange force, and suddenly clamped onto the Ironbelly's body.
The dragon let out an angry roar, twisting its body vigorously, trying to break free from the giant hands. However, no matter how hard it tried, the giant hands remained motionless.
The Ukrainian Ironbelly was completely enraged. It tried to twist its head to let this Wizard experience its power with its deadly Dragonflame.
However, its neck was also covered with a thick armor of earth, making it impossible for it to turn its head, only able to stare fixedly at the empty space in front of it.
The Ironbelly's silver scales shimmered with a cold light in the sun, full of power and dominance, but at this moment, in front of these giant hands, its struggles seemed insignificant.
From a distance, the originally majestic dragon looked like a small bird within the giant earth hands, appearing weak and helpless.
Sebastian thoughtfully exposed its wounds to facilitate the smooth progress of the treatment.
This action stunned the Dragon Tamers, who stood dumbfounded for a moment before shouting.
"Am I seeing things? That's a formidable Ukrainian Ironbelly, not a small bird! How could it be held so easily?"
"Is earth that strong? Shouldn't a dragon be able to shake off the earth with a casual twitch of its body?"
"Don't be silly, that's the power of Transfiguration; it certainly wouldn't work with just earth. But this looks too easy. How strong must the boss's magic be…?"
"I'm a bit deflated. I never thought that the boss is not only richer and more handsome than us, but his strength is also so much greater than ours."
"Merlin is unfair!"
Charlie was also stunned. He had never seen Professor Swan take action when he was in school.
After he graduated, he had heard a few of his younger brothers praise Professor Swan's great strength, but he had never imagined that the "great strength" had such a high value.
"It's a real shame with such strong power not to be a Dragon Tamer," Charlie muttered softly, then began to treat the Ukrainian Ironbelly's wounds with his companions.
The Ukrainian Ironbelly was not grateful; it felt that its dignity had been completely swept away today.
Seeing that it couldn't twist its body, it could only roar in grief towards the forest, as if to completely vent the unhappiness in its heart.
Sebastian stood in the distance, his wand held steadily towards the Ironbelly. The corners of his mouth curved slightly, clearly satisfied with the result of his spell.
Small dragon, easily subdued!
However, judging from the emotions emanating from this dragon, it's cursing quite foully right now.
It's just unknown who it's cursing, itself, or the culprit that caused its injury?
Too bad, the Magical Creatures Translator doesn't include Dragon language; otherwise, he would definitely listen to what it's cursing.
Suddenly, Sebastian raised an eyebrow and looked up into the depths of the forest.
In his magical perception, several massive figures soared into the sky and were rapidly flying towards the Dragon Tamer camp.