Chapter 163: Preparing the Breath

A single fire dragon scale usually costs about 10 Jin Jin Jialong; with his current financial means, he could actually afford it, but he could not explain the source of funds for purchasing fire dragon scales. This meant that if he used self-purchased scales to transform, he could only privately test the fire dragon breath, which would be far too dangerous.

What he was considering now was not a matter of money, but rather a matter of safety.

If he used magical materials provided by the school, he could openly practice the fire dragon breath in front of Professor McGonagall and Lady Pomfrey. Under the supervision of two wizards, even if he set himself on fire, he would receive timely treatment; this was a plan that achieved multiple goals at once.

However, this plan was rejected by Professor McGonagall. Yet Allen had been prepared for Professor McGonagall's reaction; he took out the letter from Mr. Scamander he had received earlier and handed it to Professor McGonagall.

"Professor, it is like this: Mr. Scamander's letter mentioned this point, and the idea took root in my mind. You know my talent is influenced by my subconscious; I fear that one morning I might randomly transform into a fire dragon with the glands used for breath."

"If I cannot correctly use the glands used for fire dragon breath at that time, not only will my safety be threatened, but the safety of other students will also be at risk. Therefore, I wish to transform the glands used for fire dragon breath in advance to practice." Allen said earnestly, looking at Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall's serious expression gradually softened a bit; she read Scamander's letter carefully and remained silent for a long time.

Allen also waited quietly for Professor McGonagall's decision.

"Have you thought this through clearly?" Professor McGonagall returned to her serious demeanor, scrutinizing Allen continuously.

"Yes, I feel I must prepare early." Allen sat upright with his back straight, his expression showing not the slightest flaw.

"Today you are very much like a Ravenclaw: calm in the face of trouble and highly planned. Yet your courage makes me feel you are a true Gryffindor." Professor McGonagall suddenly praised Allen.

Allen was somewhat stunned by Professor McGonagall's sudden praise...

Could it be that the potion I took today was too strong? But this doesn't seem to be a bad thing. Allen thought secretly in his heart.

"I am merely taking precautions against potential trouble." Allen also said solemnly.

Professor McGonagall was very satisfied with his attitude. "I can approve your application this time, but since this transformation is excessively dangerous, your entire transformation process must be under my supervision, and Lady Pomfrey must be present when you practice controlling the breath."

"Very well, I support and understand your decision!" Allen said seriously. A thrill of secret joy rose in his heart; he now understood Professor McGonagall too well. Professor McGonagall had indeed made the decision exactly as he had predicted.

This time, Allen chose the scales of the Welsh Green Dragon. The reason he did not continue to choose the Chinese Fireball Dragon was that the Chinese Fireball Dragon's breath was mushroom-shaped. Although its power was great, the distance it could spurt was not as far as that of other fire dragons. Therefore, for Allen, this shape of breath was still relatively dangerous.

For his first practice of spouting dragon breath, he only wanted to spout the dragon breath far away. Safety was the first priority; as for power, he would pursue that after he had mastered the fire dragon breath skillfully.

Allen, having obtained the scales, was stopped by Professor McGonagall...

"Do not stay in the dormitory today; stay in the hospital wing for one night!" Professor McGonagall said seriously. She still attached great importance to today's matter.

"Very well!" Allen understood Professor McGonagall's intention and agreed helplessly.

He explained the circumstances to Harry, telling them not to worry about him not returning to the dormitory that night.

Then he regretted telling Harry about this matter...

Because he discovered that this matter had spread throughout all of Hogwarts within the time of a single dinner...

The 1992 academic year at Hogwarts was very calm, so calm that it was even somewhat monotonous. It was nothing like last year, when all sorts of fresh events occurred. The young wizards were therefore somewhat bored, so they were very excited about Allen's upcoming fire dragon breath.

Fire dragons themselves were not very common; many young wizards had never seen one, let alone fire dragon breath. Moreover, the person performing the fire dragon breath was a wizard, which made this matter even more worth watching.

Thus, Allen was surprised to discover that the originally empty hospital wing had suddenly become lively. Many young wizards came to the hospital wing with all sorts of reasons, but in fact they were secretly observing Allen.

Allen even saw Malfoy bringing his henchmen to the hospital wing.

"Didn't they say he would perform the fire dragon breath today? I don't see his mouth turning into a dragon's mouth! Those two horns of his are quite large, but I haven't heard that fire dragons spit fire using their horns!" The young wizards whispered and discussed nearby Allen at a volume he could hear.

"I don't know. The news I heard is that his entire head turned into a dragon's head today, and then he could spout flames tens of feet long!" Another young wizard also joined the discussion with great seriousness...

Allen was speechless about this. He did not expect this matter to have been distorted to such an extent. He even felt that if the rumor spread for a while longer, reporters from the Daily Prophet would come to interview him. He estimated he would appear on the front page of the Daily Prophet tomorrow.

Even some professors were attracted by the rumors that made things sound miraculous. Allen had already seen Professor Flitwick and Professor Silvanus Kettleburn pass by the hospital wing entrance for the third time...

He was somewhat overwhelmed by the disturbance. He covered his head with the quilt...

Lady Pomfrey was also stunned by this sudden workload. After she exposed a young wizard's lie about having a stomachache, she uncommonly lost her temper with the young wizards.

"If there is no problem, do not pretend to be ill. I know better than anyone how many students fall ill at Hogwarts every day. Today, the number of sick students is more than ten times that of before. So if you have nothing wrong, go back quickly! Mr. Finis will complete the transformation tomorrow." Lady Pomfrey sternly scrutinized the young wizards lining up and said angrily.

The young wizards felt somewhat ashamed of Lady Pomfrey's words and also realized they could not see anything particularly fresh, so they all dispersed like birds and beasts...

Allen's ears finally became a bit quieter...

The hospital wing gradually left only him. The sky outside the window gradually turned dark. Allen also took out the emerald-green scales of the Welsh Green Dragon and placed them before his eyes. The scales were smooth, solid, and beautiful, with a faint sensation of magical power surging on them...

Although he had undergone talent transformation many times, when he was about to actually transform the glands used for fire dragon breath, he suddenly felt a bit nervous...

Until he saw a familiar mottled cat appear on the window at some unknown time, he instantly relaxed...

He gripped his wand and the dragon scales tightly. In a short while, sleepiness surged up, and he fell into a deep sleep...

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