Harry Potter's Bastard

As a modern person, a person of the "civilized world", what is it like to watch a bloody and exciting gladiatorial fight for the first time?

Solim thinks it's just two words – exciting.

The opening scene is a fighting beast, and it is not an ordinary fighting beast, but two full-grown fire dragons. One is a Portuguese long-snouted dragon with light green scales and black eyes, and the other is a Romanian ceratosaurus with a pair of golden horns, which is of high economic value.

It wasn't a close gladiatorial fight, with an adult Romanian ceratosaurus measuring 40 feet long, while a Portuguese long-snouted dragon was only 20 feet in size. This is not a confrontation of an order of magnitude at all.

So Solim was able to see the enthusiasm of the crowd around him: they shouted loudly to the nearby staff, placed frenzied bets, and the vast majority of them bought Romanian ceratops to win.

"You're not going to join in the fun?" Calvin seemed a little uncontrollable, "it's a rare trip." "

"Bet?" Solim shook his head, "I've always been insensitive to this kind of thing, and I've never doubted the greed of people's hearts, so I don't want to give my inner darkness any chance." "

"It's boring. Calvin pouted, "Which dragon do you think will win?"

"Do you need to ask?" Solim looked at him with an idiot's eyes, "It must be a long-nosed dragon." "

I don't know if Calvin really didn't know much about magical creatures, or if he was deliberately teasing, but he didn't seem to have discovered the doorway to this gladiatorial fight.

"Look at those people—" Solim raised his chin at the crowd betting frantically, "they're all crazy bets on the Romanian Horned Dragon, and even from the perspective of the handicap, the Portuguese Longnoser can't lose." "

Calvin touched his chin, as if in consideration.

"Besides......," said Solim again, "it's useless to just look at the size, you have to consider the characteristics of these two dragons." "

Dragons are also living beings, but all living things have their own characteristics.

It is true that the Romanian ceratops were larger, but this fire dragon fought more with the horns on its head than at its target or with its fangs and claws.

However, the Portuguese long-snouted dragon is different, it prefers to breathe fire, and due to the structure of its body, the flames it spits are thin and long, and it has a considerable degree of penetration, and due to its small size, the long-nosed dragon is more sensitive.

In other words, the Romanian Ceratosaurus was a close warrior, while the Portuguese Longsnouts was a hunter with a bow and arrow. In hand-to-hand combat, the Ceratosaurus was definitely more powerful, but as long as the Snouted Dragon was able to pull away, it could keep the kite until it was confined to the ground with its piercing flames.

"You still have research on dragons?" Vanasha turned around and asked with some curiosity, "Is it because of the Triwizard Tournament?"

"Not really, when I was a kid living in the basement of the castle, I would read books when I had nothing to do, any book I could get my hands on. Solim sighed, "After all, I didn't have anything else to do. "

Calvin seemed to have a different opinion, but by this time the gladiatorial battle had already begun.

Behemoths fight each other, and this kind of scene is not often encountered. Although the matter was not finished yet, Solim put the matter aside for the time being and began to keep an eye on the situation.

As he had speculated before, the Ceratosaurus simply lowered its head and tried to use its horns to push the Horn against the Dragon, but for the Dragon, which had already flown up, the Horns were not a threat at all. Instead, his wings were injured by the flames spit out by the long-snouted dragon.

Unlike other dragons, the flames of the Portuguese long-snouted dragons were either large patches or balls of fire, but the flames of the long-nosed dragon were a pillar of fire - like a flamethrower.

This blow directly injured the root of the ceratop's wings, and the roar of the ceratop's injury suddenly echoed in the ring-shaped gladiatorial arena.

The Portuguese long-snouted dragon was agile, not only due to its small size, but also due to its anatomy.

Like bats, the wings of the long-snouted dragon are derived from the deformation of its forelimbs, and its hind legs can fly with a kick on the ground, but for the ceratosaurus, it has four pillar-like legs, and the wings are behind it, so if you want to fly, you must have a short run.

The ceratosaurus with its broken wings could only be beaten in vain for the rest of the time, it had no chance to fly again, its wings had already been scratched by the long-snouted dragon a few times, and the wing membrane was torn open was no longer enough to support it to fly.

Spectators in Solim's neighborhood began to spew expletives angrily, in various languages, and Solim even heard a few words of English with a Lancashire accent.

In the end, the unlucky horned dragon was bitten by the neck of the long-snouted dragon and twisted, and completely lost its breath. When the victory was decided, the entire gladiatorial arena was filled with angry shouts and curses from gamblers.

Calvin looked at Solim strangely.

"Why?, regret not buying one?" said Solim, staring at his bald head. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Not really. Calvin shook his head, "I just want to make a bet with you, and I'll bet on the next one." "

"Don't bet. Solim refused without even thinking about it.

"Don't. Calvin hurriedly hooked Solim's shoulder, "You didn't listen to my bets, what if you were tempted?"

"I was scared, so I didn't gamble. Solim knocked Calvin's hand off, "It's not done yet, everything should be prioritized first, and the rest will be put aside first." "

At this time, the staff in the field appeared with several trolls, chained the carcass of the ceratop, and then began to drag. The others began to deal with the long-nosed dragon, and without knowing what they had done, the fire dragon, which had been provoked to ferocity, began to stagger and was dragged away by the trolls. []

Solim did not show any surprise at the appearance of trolls, after all, capturing trolls, training trolls, and selling trolls is already an industry.

"What do you see what this is?"

At this time, Calvin reached out and placed it in his palm for Solim to see.

"A phalanx. Solim felt a strange fluctuation in the yellowed phalanges.

"You're crazy!" Vanessa glared at Calvin at this time, "What do you want to do?

Calvin shook his hand and smiled at Vanessa, as if he felt a little reckless.

"I don't care if you guys make a fuss," Vanessa narrowed her eyes and looked at Calvin, presumably warning him, "but what are you trying to fool this kid out of when you take out this kind of thing?"

"Don't say it so badly. Calvin waved his hand, "I'm just ......"

"Don't bet. Solim crossed his arms and didn't even look at Calvin, "If you really need my help with something, wait until this is done." "

"Scoundrels, villains, and all the evildoers here!"

At the end of the gladiatorial fight, a red-skinned guy abruptly appeared in the center of the arena and held his wand to his throat, apparently using a "loud voice".

"The opening gladiatorial fight of the warm-up is over, and I know you're not satisfied, and you're hungry for more fun—"

The red-skinned guy was facing the stands on Solim's side at this time, and Solim was able to see his appearance - a guy with a tattooed face, and with that red skin, he looked very weird.

"—then, we'll draw a few lucky ones next. "

The room suddenly became noisy, and some people seemed to want to leave, but they were immediately pressed into their seats by those present.

Solim turned his head sharply and looked at Calvin, but who knew that the bald head was also at a loss at this time.

"No, it shouldn't. Calvin muttered, "Didn't this kind of activity start at halftime?"

"It's clear that that lunatic guy Kuchoki has noticed us. Vanessa rubbed her nose a few times, "Get ready, I feel like it's just a few of us." "。