A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 397 Fire Dragon

Felix passed through the pillars of the stand, and Bagman's high-pitched voice was very clear in the restless crowd: "Welcome... The first item is the fire dragon, and the warriors must get the golden egg from the obstacles of the fire dragon, and successfully Escape... Ask the staff to place the dragon eggs, look, the fire dragons are still asleep, this is the best time to observe them..."

Six fire dragons of different colors were lying on the ground, seemingly still in a coma state, but their large size was still intimidating, even the nearest referee's seat was about [-] feet away from them.

"... Next, let me introduce the jury, the five principals, myself, and Minister Fudge. He replaced my old friend Barty Crouch. Unfortunately, he took a long vacation..."

Felix found the busy Professor McGonagall, who kept walking back and forth around the edge of the field, circling in circles.The expression on his face was obviously absent-minded, and when he passed, McGonagall almost bumped into him.

"Be careful, Minerva—"

"Oh, it's you, Felix," McGonagall shrieked, her voice much higher than usual: "Charlie's looking for you. Charlie!" she called to a small crowd, a stocky wizard Turn around and run over in small steps.

"Hey, Felix," said Charlie, who also looked nervous, rubbing his hands together: "We're just watching from the sidelines, we've got whistles with us, and if there's any danger, we'll step up—of course, Need your support."

"No problem," Felix said.

There was a roar in the distance, and a black fire dragon slowly raised its head. The staff next to it put the dragon eggs and ran away.

This Hungarian Horntail found itself in an unfamiliar environment, surrounded by an annoyingly noisy swarm of tiny bugs.It also smelled the same kind of breath, turned its two yellow eyes around, and quickly saw five other fire dragons lying on the platform not too far away.

Its mood suddenly became bad, and it stood up with support. There was a nest made of golden hay under its body, and there was an egg in the nest. It felt very kind, and this was its child—it quickly accepted this point of view.Its movements became cautious, and the sound of the iron chain "哗啦啦~" sounded. It stared blankly at the thick chain on its left foot, and raised its head to the sky and let out a roar.

The scorching flame rushed into the sky, and a wave of air was rolled up out of thin air, and the temperature of the surrounding air rose rapidly.

Following its movement, the other five fire dragons also came to life. They each raised their heads, fluttered their wings and stomped their feet violently.There was a muffled sound on the black stone floor.

The Hungarian Horntail looked around, it didn't like it here.It is best to leave with its dragon egg. It tentatively tugged on the iron chain, feeling that it was not reliable. Just as it was about to use force, it saw a familiar person.

"Ow~"

It barked loudly, and it was the dreaded barbecue cook!

Felix looked at it and asked Charlie: "Does the fire dragon have a good memory?"

"Of course," Charlie replied, "Noble still remembers Hagrid. Every time he is disobedient, I show him a picture of Hagrid, but I don't know how long I can fool him...It is getting smarter and smarter, And won't let us check it..."

Bagman's voice has been channeling the emotions of the audience, and he's a master at it.

"Look, the fire dragons have awakened, they need a little time to adapt... At least find their eggs, use this time, let me explain the rules of the game..."

Felix took out a broom from the ring, turned over and sat on it, kicked his feet, rushed straight to the sky, circled the field twice, and had a panoramic view of the scenery below.

"This is a good viewing position." He smiled to himself.

Looking down from a high place, the pattern of the venue suddenly became clear—silver tents were used for the temporary rest of the warriors, and a few hundred feet away was the viewing stand, and in the crooked, barely oval-shaped stands In the center, there are six areas, which together look like a daffodil.

Near the center of each petal, there is a fire dragon respectively. They are big and small, and they raise their heads one after another.Looking around anxiously.

On one side of the stand near the silver tent, a gate was opened, which should be the position where the Warriors entered the field, and on the opposite side of the gate, the stand suddenly rose a bit higher, which was the referee's seat.

Bagman, who was introducing the rules of the game, said cheerfully: "Very good, our safety officer is already in place, and he will serve as the last protection. Regarding Felix, I don't need to say, you should have read it from the newspapers— —”

His voice trailed off as Fudge's sullen eyes turned his attention.

Bagman stuttered for a while, and finally realized what he was going to do. He stood up and shouted loudly: "Then, all warriors!"

The cheers were deafening, and the extremely penetrating whistle rang through the sky. The fire dragons raised their heads and looked around cautiously. Soon, a wooden gate opened and the warriors walked in.

"Sigh~"

Harry saw a person in front of him fall backwards, and he quickly stretched out his hand to support him. It was Beauxbaton's warrior. Harry couldn't tell the boy's name, but he was obviously not in a good state, with a snot Tears flowed all over the place.

"François..." Fleur whispered, "for Nico Flamel's sake, be brave!" She turned her head to one side and ordered: "Jacqueline!"

Another girl tremblingly helped Francois up, even though she, too, was terribly frightened from Harry's point of view.

His dislike for Fu Rong increased a little, until he saw a layer of mist in Fu Rong's eyes, he froze for a moment, maybe because the expression on his face was too direct, Fu Rong glared at him fiercely.

The lead worker took them to a clearing where the air was much hotter than outside, and Harry saw the stone in front of the blue Swedish short-snosed dragon melt like liquid, limp.

He couldn't hear the sound, but he could see the hot, magma-like liquid dripping continuously, as if it was dripping on his heart.But that wasn't his trouble, he heard the sound of Ron swallowing saliva frantically, and following his line of sight, he saw their target, a huge black hill.

It's just that the hill can move, and its body is covered with barbs.

Harry regretted not getting a good look at it that night, the Hungarian Horntail was taller than ten of him stacked on top of each other, covered in black scales, and had a lizard-like appearance.It has yellow eyes, bronze horns, and a tail with spikes that are almost bronze in color.

He heard Hermione recite the information about this dragon in a hoarse voice: "...the Hungarian Horntail is considered to be the most vicious and aggressive kind of dragon... It is one of the dragons that breathe fire the farthest. Up to 50 feet. More aggressive when protecting eggs... females are generally bigger than males..."

"I'm just glad my mother didn't come..." Ron said bitterly when he saw Sirius waving constantly in the audience.

At this moment, Charlie came over. His steady voice calmed the hearts of the three of them a little, and then they were taken to the corresponding positions by the staff who kept appearing. When they passed by Charlie, Charlie patted them on the shoulder. , opened his mouth a few times, and finally squeezed out a vague "Come on."

In front of Harry, Ron, and Hermione was the Hungarian Horntail, which was completely different from the model taken out of Bagman's bag, and its terror could only be felt at close range, unlike this Compared to the fire dragon, they are like three mice.

They had to look up to see its huge, spiked head.

"This is classroom seven, classroom seven..." Ron kept hypnotizing himself.

Hermione's face was as white as paper, and she tried her best to calm down her voice, "There are dragon tamers and Ministry of Magic staff around, even if you don't believe them, you should trust Professor Hap...he is right above our heads Woolen cloth!"

The three of them looked up at the sky, against the light, a vague shadow stood on it, giving them great courage.

Bagman's passionate voice sounded again: "The warriors are already in their positions. They are only seventy feet away from their opponents. This is a relatively safe distance, because the dragons have chains on their legs."

"After the whistle is heard, you can act. Time, strategy, effect, and courage displayed will all be the basis for scoring. Good luck to you! Ready-three-two-one! The game begins!"

The noise around him seemed to be paused, and Harry didn't have time to look at the others. He had to do his own thing—to be conservative, he wanted to investigate first.He shouted from the bottom of his heart: "Firebolts are coming!"

Waiting quietly for a while, he accurately discerned the familiar sound wave from the tide-like sound, a vague shadow flew from the direction of the castle, he rolled over and soared into the sky, the familiar sense of speed made his heart quiet .

The sky is my place!
Harry said to himself, he climbed all the way up, increasing the speed to the maximum, and in just a few seconds passed a figure, which was Professor Hemp.He caught a glimpse of the professor rolling his eyes at him.

He turned the handle of the broom and glanced below. At an altitude of seven or eight hundred feet, the fire dragon was like the salamander that Hagrid had mentioned in class. He also noticed that the whole field was like a daffodil flower, and every petal Near the center stands a dragon, while the warrior stands on the other side of the petals.

Looking down from the air, among the six groups of warriors, only the group of Waggadu and Cedric moved first.That unremarkable wizard, Harry couldn't remember his name, only knew that he was combing the peaked eagle-shaped hair style, suddenly rolled from the ground, turned into a vigorous green eagle, he flapped his wings and soared into the sky, Bravely fly towards that beautiful Australian opal eye.

There was a burst of exclamation from the stands, and they were also stunned by the behavior of Ouagadou's students. "Animagus!" someone yelled.

"It's not an Animagus!" Bagman's voice reached everyone's ears, "That's Vagadu's unique body transformation, as far as I know, all three warriors can do it!"

"Wow~"

The vulture's bronze plumage glistened in the sun, and the opaleyes of Australia felt threatened, staring at him with pupilless, gleaming, multicolored eyes, which burst into a fan of bright red flame.

The blue eagle nimbly dodged it, and at the same time kept calling provocatively.

On the other side, Cedric raised his wand, and a hazy cloud of mist gathered, became wider and darker, and finally formed a dark rain cloud, rising hundreds of feet high.

The rain was pattering down, extinguishing the sparks from the nose of the blue Swedish short-snosed dragon.It was so annoyed that it raised its head and spewed blue flames. The flames were so hot that even rocks could be burned, but its height was only about 23 feet, and even with the flames, it couldn't reach the rain clouds above its head.

This little rain was nothing, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier, which made it very uncomfortable. The Swedish Short-Snouted Dragon wanted to move its eggs angrily, and the iron chain on its feet was "creaking and creaking".

Collins Foley disappeared without knowing when, Harry grinned, he already knew that Cedric and the others had chosen the most appropriate strategy.

Harry swooped down sharply, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Fleur's team seemed to be in trouble. Except for Fleur, the other two warriors hesitated.

Bagman's commentary appeared at the right time: "The warriors of Beauxbatons seem to have a conflict, which really shouldn't be...Looking at Durmstrang, they are throwing black magic from a distance, but this not only makes the fire dragon more Irritable, there is no other use... Oh, no, look at Krum, what kind of magic has he cast on himself to reduce the sense of existence, he is approaching quietly, does he want to snatch the dragon egg back with a pair of bow legs? He should be sitting on the broom, Durmstrang's strategy is not working to his best advantage!"

On the referee's seat, Karkaroff looked very dissatisfied, "What is he doing? He disturbed Krum."

The headmaster of Waggadu, the skinny witch, grinned, and Karkaroff looked at her angrily: "What's so funny, your other two students are just watching!"

(End of this chapter)