Beauxbatons [Charlie Weasley]

Ironbelly

"The Ukrainian Ironbelly is a species of dragon native to Ukraine, and is the largest dragon in the world," Florin states, pacing back and forth in front of his class as per usual.

Each pair succeeded in looking after their Chinese Fireball egg until it hatched, and nurtured the baby dragon until it was old enough to be let out into the enclosures for the Dragon Tamers to take care of. It was a suspiciously easy task, and left the students with plenty of free time, Elena and Isabelle often heading back down to the little magical village to explore it further and to meet up with Cristian and his friends.

"Ironbellies have been subject to constant observation by the Ukrainian wizarding authorities, ever since a particular Ironbelly carried off a sailing ship from the Black Sea in 1799," Florin continues, causing Isabelle's eyes to widen. "Thankfully, the boat was empty at the time."

Cristian is a surprisingly sweet guy, and his friends are even more so, all of them offering to teach both Isabelle and Elena some Romanian. So far, they only know how to say hello, how are you?, yes, no, please and thank you. But it's definitely a start, and the two girls are more than happy to have made some new friends outside of the Sanctuary.

"Ironbellies are a bipedal breed, metallic grey in colour, with an immense wingspan, long talons and rough scales said to be as hard as steel. They're the largest breed of dragon, reaching up to six tons, with deep red eyes."

Cristian's friends, Grigore and Alexandru, can't speak English as well as he can, but Isabelle and Elena can easily understand them, and have met up with the three of them almost every day for the past month, growing to love their company. They were even invited over to Cristian's house for dinner one night, and Isabelle was reminded of Molly Weasley as soon as she got to know his mother. One of the loveliest women Isabelle's ever met. And some of the best food she's ever eaten, too.

"More rotund and slower in flight than other dragons, the Ironbelly is nevertheless extremely dangerous, capable of crushing the dwellings on which it lands," Florin continues. "The Ironbelly can produce jets of flame up to 3,560 degrees Fahrenheit, or 1,960 degrees Celsius."

Charlie still seems intent on ignoring Isabelle, and hasn't spoken a word to her since the first time they went to the village. For some reason, he seems even more upset after that, and now won't even glance her way. She's started to get sick of it, if she's being honest, and has promised herself that she'll talk to him about it any day now.

"So, what's your task this time, you may be wondering?" Florin asks, clasping his hands together and turning to face his class of eight. "Well, it is quite similar to your previous one with the Swedish Short Snout. As I mentioned before, the Ukrainian Ironbelly is exceptionally heavy, capable of crushing dwellings. So, this time, instead of having to fire-proof a cloak, your task is to build a structure that will withstand the weight and flame of the Ironbelly."

Isabelle feels her eyes widening, her lips parting in shock. How...?

"The structure has no size limit, as long as both you and your partner can fit inside it. Because of course to test whether or not your structure is sturdy enough, each of you will be placed inside or underneath your structure when the Ironbelly lands upon it and tries to reach the two of you. You will need to last two minutes before you will be declared successful, and of course Healers will be on standby once again."

The French girl feels her heart race more and more with every word that comes out of Florin's mouth. The adrenaline and panic she felt just over a month ago when facing the Short Snout with Avram has returned.

"You will only have one month to complete this task, as you should already have immense knowledge on different spells and potions that could aid you because of your prior task," Florin says, looking around seriously at the eight of them.