The dragon King

9

'Really Charlie? You actually asked him to climb on his head?' All of them were seated at a table, having lunch. 'And then he actually climbed on his head. Hilarious!' Ron Laughed at his brother. Harry had turned back, and they had decided to have some lunch. Charlies cheeks coloured pink. 'Y-yeah, I mean, you never get this chance with real dragons..' 

Antoine rolled his eyes while cutting his steak mignon into fine pieces. 'I can't believe you've done this. Just allowing someone who is not in your direct scent cirkle to touch you while in dragon form. You mustn't show this side of you in public, some other dragon might see you as weak and then try to kill you.' He put a piece of meat in his mouth and started chewing. 

'I didn't mind. I know he's not in my scent cirkle, but all the Weasely's are like family to me, except the tiny female,' Harry answered comfortably and took a bite of his steak. 

Hermione continued after a little silence, 'So... what are we gonna do after lunch? Because all we have been doing is stand back and watch. Not that I'm complaining..'

'Yes, of course. After lunch we shall be experimenting some potions and some herbs on Harry's dragonskin, to see what works and what does not. Some easy and some more painfull and more serious. You will put the potions and herbs on him, so he knows he is safe,' Dumbledore answered. He had kept his distance, knowing that his smell would anger Harry. After all, he had had a minor inconvenience with the Bordeaux Family before, and they had registered him. 

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'Alright, Harry. Have you ever before transformed only partly? Like, just and arm or a leg?' Rolf asked. All of them had finished lunch, and some house elves had come to clean up. The room was enlarged, again, so nothing could go wrong. 'Actually, I have. Just an arm though. Back at the Black house. It was really easy.' Harry said and pulled the dragon into his arm. A warm feeling spread through his veins, but no further than his shoulder. Purple and blue started to surface, muscles grew. within twenty seconds he had claws at the end of his musceled purple-ish blue arm. 

'Well, that went faster than expected. Newcomers usually take up to five minutes to change,' Rolf said. 'Anyway, we have Alitohotsy draught, Aconite leaves, Erumpent potion, Manegro potion and a No. 86 potion.' 

Ron and Hermione had pulled on protective gloves up till their shoulders and stood by a table with the potions and the leaves. Hermione picked up the leaves and Ron took the Manegro potion. 'I guess we should start with the least harmfull and then work our way up?' Hermione asked. She walked over to Harry, who stood in the middle of the room once again. 

Hermione scrunched the leaves between her hands and rubbed them carefully on Harry's arm. 'Aconite leaves are poisonous, and they leave quite painfull blisters, even though they feel just like nettles,' she explained. She took her hand back, put the remnant of the leaves in a bag and washed the gloves. 

After five minutes Rolf, Hermione and Antione walked over to Harry to look at his arm. 'Nothing happened. I didn't even feel it,' Harry said. His arm had not changed colour, nor had it blisters or any red spots. Nothing. 

'Alright, next one,' Ron said, and he opened the vial containing Manegro potion. 'Rolf, you mind explaining this one?' Ron asked as he dripped the potion onto Harry's head. 'Sure, Manegro potion makes your hair grow rapidly once rubbed into the hairs. It doesn't matter what hairs, head hairs, arm hairs, toe hairs, it makes 'em all grow very fast and long,' Rolf explained. Ron carefully rubbed the potion into Harry's hairs, kneading like giving a massage. 
After three minutes still nothing had happened, only Harry's hair had started looking more attractive. It had a soft golden glow, and slight waves. 'Well that worked backwards,' Rolf said. 

Next up was the Alihotsy draught. Hermione gave Harry the potion and he downed it. Harry took a deep breath and looked calmly around him. Hermione quickly backed off and stood with Ron, Ralf, Charlie, Antoine and Dumbledore behind a protective barrier. 'And what should be happening?' Harry asked. He looked over his arms and down his body to see if anything had happened, but nothing showed. 

'Well.. you are supposed to freak out and become crazy, lose all control. Alihotsy draught makes you go hysteric. But you seem really calm,' Rolf said. 

'Next one.. I guess?' Harry asked. Ron walked forward slowly, carrying a vial carefully in his hands. 'Harry, you gotta do this one yourself.' 

Harry took the potion and Ron ran back to the protective barrier. Harry opened the vial, and a stench spread around him, making him sneeze, and spilling the content all over himself. Right after, the liquid turned bright red and all within a few seconds, explosions went off where the liquid had touched his skin.

Behind the barrier, Hermione, Ron, Antione and Rolf had gasped. For erumpent potion is very explosive when it touches anything outside it's vial. It goes through walls, iron locks, even some of the half-blood dragons..

When the smoke, that had arised from the explosions, cleared out, Harry still stood in the middle of the room. Coughing a little from the thick smoke, but no burns, cuts, or any sort of injury showed, not even on his human skin.

'Well, I think we can skip the No. 86 potion, if this is the outcome of an Erumpent potion. Not even a scratch,' Rolf said as he had examined Harry from up close. 'If extreme explosions don't work, then poison won't either.' Rolf concluded.

'I guess we are done, for today. We have concluded that Harry can handle, well, the worst..' Dumbledore finished. 'I suppose the three of you should go up to your shared dormitory, and soon get some sleep.'

Harry, Hermione and Ron said goodnight to each of the teachers, and left the Room of requirement, and again, through the hallways with the staring paintings...