Sebastian turned his head to look at the Ukrainian Ironbelly, which was wrapped up like a zongzi by the giant earth hand.
Interesting!
What did that Ironbelly scold about?
It actually caused the Black Dragon group to go berserk collectively.
Its language talent is absolutely top-notch.
He had never seen anyone develop a collective taunt skill just by scolding.
He still needed to urge Grandpa Newt to cooperate well with Swan Alchemy's development department and quickly add Dragon language to the Fantastic Beasts Translator.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have missed out on such a big show today.
Sebastian waved his wand, took out a large barrel of Potion from his undetectable extension bag, and then controlled the Potion to fly to Charlie's feet.
"Charlie, pour the Potion down the Ironbelly's throat and make it fall asleep quickly."
"Its little mouth is like it's smeared with honey, attracting all the Black Dragon group."
"If it keeps spewing like this, it might cause even bigger trouble later."
Charlie was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Sebastian meant.
What does 'little mouth smeared with honey' mean?
However, Charlie did understand that the Black Dragon group was coming.
He looked up and saw a few small black dots flying in the sky: "Alert! Black Dragon group approaching."
At the same time, he didn't bother with such details and directly controlled the barrel of Potion to pour the Potion into the Ironbelly's mouth.
The other Dragon Tamers also noticed the commotion in the distance, and they immediately gripped their wands, each looking as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Damn it, why are the Black Dragons going crazy? Didn't Mr. Scamander calm them down?"
"Nine adult Black Dragons, this is no joke. Their Dragon Flames alone are enough to give us a hard time."
"Stop talking nonsense, quickly think of a solution. We are too short-handed, we definitely can't beat these guys, let's abandon the camp first."
"What about that Ukrainian Ironbelly? It will be torn to shreds by the enraged Black Dragon group."
At the critical moment, the captain of the Dragon Tamer team made a decisive statement: "Don't panic, activate the emergency plan, everything is still in time."
Hearing the captain's arrangement, the members of the Dragon Tamer team began to work in an orderly manner.
Just then, Mia walked up to Sebastian and gently pushed his arm: "Sebastian, don't let these employees work, quickly help them."
Seeing Mia speak, Sebastian, who had originally wanted to observe the Dragon Tamer team's emergency plan, dispelled his previous idea.
He smiled slightly and said loudly: "Everyone, don't panic, I will deal with the Black Dragon group, you all continue to treat the Ukrainian Ironbelly here."
Saying that, Sebastian took out his firebolt from his undetectable extension bag, leaped onto it, then pushed off with his legs, controlling the flying broom to fly towards the Black Dragons.
The Dragon Tamers were so shocked by Sebastian's actions that they couldn't speak. They looked at each other, unsure whether to listen to Sebastian.
Are you sure you don't need help?
Those are nine Black Dragons, if you deal with them alone, won't it make us seem too incompetent?
The Dragon Tamer team captain looked at Mia, who was smiling, then looked at the giant earth hand that hadn't deformed at all, and finally stomped his foot and said to the surrounding team members.
"Listen to the boss, we will continue to treat the Ironbelly first."
There was no other way, he had to obey, as he couldn't guarantee that he could break open this giant earth hand and move the Ironbelly.
Instead of wasting time, it was better to honestly follow the boss's arrangements, so that even if problems arose, he wouldn't be held responsible.
On the other side, the Black Dragons didn't pay attention to Sebastian, who was flying towards them.
After all, from a physical perspective, in the eyes of the Black Dragons, Sebastian was nothing more than a slightly larger bird.
Their minds were entirely focused on that foul-mouthed Ironbelly; they only wanted to tear it to shreds and vent their hatred.
As Sebastian approached, one of the Black Dragons opened its mouth, attempting to force him back with Dragon Flame.
However, as it opened its mouth, a thick red spell directly shot into its mouth.
Dragon scales have strong magic resistance, and ordinary spells are completely ineffective against Dragons.
But the soft flesh inside their mouths didn't have such high magic resistance, and Sebastian's powerful Stupefy directly had the desired effect.
In an instant, this Black Dragon rolled its eyes and fell unconscious, then plummeted straight towards the ground.
At the same time, the large trees on the ground seemed to come alive, their branches extending to each other, eventually forming a huge, strong net that steadily caught the unconscious Black Dragon.
At this point, the Black Dragons went insane, no longer caring about the Ironbelly in the distance, and instead focused on Sebastian in front of them.
They flapped their wings and swarmed him, spewing Dragon Flames, vowing to make this Wizard pay the price.
Sebastian, feeling playful, controlled the firebolt, nimbly dodging attack after attack, while leading the Black Dragons towards an uninhabited direction.
After flying to a place where the Dragon Tamers could no longer see them, Sebastian chuckled, put away his firebolt, and then transformed into Dragon-Human Form, flying in the sky.
He had long wanted to transform into a Dragon-Human and play with these Dragons, and now that he had the chance, he naturally had to seize it.
The Black Dragons were a bit bewildered; their limited intelligence couldn't comprehend how the Wizard opposite them could suddenly change so much and emit the aura of a fellow creature.
Moreover, this aura was extremely powerful, making them hesitate for a moment.
"Little brothers, did you enjoy chasing me just now?"
"Now it's my turn!"
Saying that, Sebastian flapped his wings, flying at an extremely fast speed to the front of the leading Black Dragon, and at the same time, he raised his arm high, controlling the huge iron shovel he had just Transfigured to strike down suddenly.
"Iron Shovel Version Thunderclap Eight Trigrams!"
Boom—
"Good hit!" Sebastian took out his wand and turned the trees into a giant net, catching the falling Dragon. "Physical hypnosis works just as well, doesn't it?"
However, his first strike was a bit too heavy.
Next time, he still needed to be more careful, preferably controlling the force to the point of daze without brain damage. Just let these Black Dragons know fear.
The remaining Black Dragons finally reacted, and they all spewed Dragon Flames, pouncing towards Sebastian.
So what if you're one of us, we'll still beat you up.
Sebastian showed no fear, flying directly into the Dragon Flames. The once fatal Dragon Flames now felt incredibly warm, no longer posing any threat to him.
He weaved through the Dragons with his agile movements, while swinging his iron shovel, precisely hitting the Black Dragons' heads.
The Black Dragons became dizzy and disoriented, no longer able to control their flying bodies, and fell from the sky like dumplings, then were caught by the giant net.
A few Black Dragons were still defiant, roaring and struggling in the giant net.
Whenever this happened, Sebastian would fly in front of them and directly deliver another shovel blow.
Before long, all these Black Dragons became well-behaved.
They no longer struggled or roared, and their violent eyes disappeared. They just looked at Sebastian with clear eyes and bowed heads.
Stop hitting, stop hitting, we all surrender!
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