On the other side of the fence, two young men in H94 uniforms were standing there waiting. They looked obviously excited when they saw Allen's arrival.

"Mr. Alan Harris, good afternoon!" The two bowed to Alan together, and the movements were so neat that they seemed to have been trained countless times.

"Good noon." Allen also replied to a wizard ceremony, "Time is tight, so let's take us to the dragon farm together."

"These two are the breeders of the Harris family's dragon farm. The dragon farm is strictly managed and there is absolutely no way to get in without internal personnel." Allen explained to Luna and Hermione.

?When they appeared again, they appeared on a winding and narrow road. Under the leadership of two keepers, several people passed through an almost towering iron fence.

? "Because the dragon's habits are different, we have created a living area for each dragon that suits their growth habits. This area where Drogon lives is called the 'Milt Zone'. Of course, this place is not really called the Milt Zone, but it should be called that. Because this is a swamp."

The short breeder who was introduced has brown hair, brown eyes, and thousands of freckles on his face. Fortunately, he has been working outdoors for a long time and has dark skin. If Allen had not had outstanding eyesight, it would be difficult to find out his trait.

"Thank you, Mr. Sedo Bagwell." Allen read the information of all the employees of the Harris family. His ability to remember every moment made him easily call out the young man in front of him.

Being able to call someone else's name correctly can always make people feel respected and will give rise to a feeling of being valued.

Sethor had known about Allen's deeds for a long time, especially after witnessing two wonderful games of Allen, he had long become a loyal fan of Allen. In order to welcome Allen personally and lead the way for Allen, he even spent ten Jin Jialong to exchange for this honor from another colleague.

Alan and the others looked at this area. Unlike the imagined dark and muddy swamp, this swamp had a strange beauty.

On this vast swamp, many trees are scattered. The branches of these trees are hung with long gray mesh. They are tangled in each tree, like gray curtains, making the swamp look gloomy.

"These gray nets are swamp plants that grow specifically on trees." Sedo noticed Allen's gaze and explained.

The grey nets sway on the branches, and they grow very thick--it can completely hide people.

As they moved forward, Hermione touched the gray web curiously and shivered. It felt like she had touched a spider web, a large and sticky spider web.

Under Sedo's leadership, they walked through the bushes and stepped through puddles, and the water inside was dark.

At this moment, in the dark swamp, there were heavy and loud footsteps coming from behind the gray trees.

As it gets closer, a man is mixed with a horror shout: "Why did Drogon break free from the chain and bit the Hungarian tree front? Fortunately, Drogon, the Hungarian tree front wants to attack anyone except the keeper and Drogon. What if he flew away and injured others or was seen by a Muggle!"

Meanwhile, a low humming sound came from the sky, filled with warnings to other strangers who invaded their territory.

They looked up and saw two giant dragons circling in the sky. The Hungarian tree bee, who had been defeated by Allen, was the first to notice Allen's territory invaders who had no intention of avoiding them. They stretched their necks and opened their mouths in the direction of Allen and the others, as if they were about to spew out a hot dragon noise to destroy the group of strangers.

Suddenly, Drogon screamed sharply, and suddenly it accelerated, instantly knocking over the Hungarian tree bee hovering in the air and flapping its wings to attack, and then pounced on them.

Alan stood in front of Luna. Drogon's body size was more than one round larger than before, and he didn't recognize it for a while.

Luna gently pushed Alan away and stood in front.

When Luna was about a mile away, Drogon landed on the ground, put away his wings, and ran towards Luna with great strides. The black mud of the swamp brought by him splashed on the face of the keeper who was rushing over.

Drogon's huge head drooped, rubbing against Luna's body affectionately, and a chirping humming sounded very aggrieved.

"It treats you as a mother." Hermione, who was standing beside Allen, looked at this situation and curled her lips jealously, "It even learned to wag its tail!"

Suddenly, Drogon took a few steps back and knocked a breeder who had just arrived behind him into the silt of the swamp.

Drogon shook his head and wiped out the burning flames on his head. It opened its mouth and bit Luna's left shoulder. Lacey, who was hiding her figure, was standing there, upright, ready to launch a second attack.

Luna reached out and patted Drogon on the head, stopping its revenge.

Drogon turned his head and stared at Luna pitifully, his big eyes full of innocence.

Luna removed Lacey's invisible state and patted Drogon again: "This is your sister."

Lacey didn't pay attention to Drogon again

Drogon's tail moved gently, and he shot the breeder who had just gotten up back into the mud again.

Lacey turned her head proudly and lay back on Luna's shoulder.

A sudden roar of anger came from the sky, and the Hungarian tree bee rushed towards Luna with great momentum.

Drogon waved his tail suddenly, slapped the head of the Hungarian tree bee, and shot it into the swamp.

The Hungarian tree bee struggled to get up, shook her body, and came to Zhuogeng's side and rubbed, looking at Zhuogeng with grievance.

A handled sheep appeared out of thin air in Allen's hand. This was prepared by Maggie as Allen told last night. There were still many more in Allen's storage space.

Allen raised the sheep and threw it in the direction of Drogon and the Hungarian tree bee.

The tree bee poked its head forward, and a hot flame spewed out instantly, instantly roasting the raw sheep. The tree bee trotted forward for two steps and caught the sheep. It shook its head, tore the sheep apart, and then held a piece of meat that was just the size of Drogon's mouth and handed it to Drogon.

Drogon opened his mouth without hesitation and swallowed it in one bite.

"It's called Pansy." Luna said with a light silver eye.

Hermione couldn't help laughing out loud, then she looked at Luna and Alan again, her smile gradually disappeared, and she whispered in her heart: "If Drogon is a female dragon and the Hungarian tree front is a male dragon, then it should be called Alan."

Luna took off the raven waist bag given by Allen from her waist, unzipped the zipper, and aimed it at the Hungarian tree bee. Luna looked at Drogon and raised her head in the direction of the tree bee.

Drogon patted the head of the tree bees with his tail and urged the Hungarian tree bees to move forward. When approaching Luna's small waist bag, they seemed to have been quickly reduced and flew into the small waist bag.

Luna put away her small waist bag and took it back to her waist.

Hermione looked at Luna's every move in a steady manner, then lowered her eyes.

Allen saw Hermione's expression in his eyes. He thought of the two extra waist bags promised on his aunt's letter and asked Hermione: "Hermione, wait for your thunderbird to hatch, what pattern does your waist bag want?"

With Allen there, they managed to return to the castle before the curfew.

As they walked, Allen and the other two talked enthusiastically about various knowledge about raising dragons and the reasons why the magical creatures had a good relationship with Luna.

Suddenly, Hermione's cheerful smile froze on her face. She stopped and grabbed Luna's clothes in horror, tugged hard, pointing at Ms. Grey who was floating in the air in front of them, and then at Lacey who forgot to hide her figure on Luna's shoulder.
Chapter completed!