Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 639 Rising in adversity

Karkaroff's behavior undoubtedly shifted the resentment of others from Mrs. Vokhanova to him.

It also attracted the dissatisfaction of many people.

Ginny, who was beside Harry, was so angry that she almost jumped up, "What? 7 points? Harry dealt with the most powerful dragon so quickly! And showed his body!"

In the stands, Ron: "You annoying, biased guy!"

Draco even recited the catchphrase that he had not given up until the first grade: "I want my dad."

In the Leaky Cauldron, Old Tom threw the cup in his hand directly to the ground.

He waved his fist angrily, full of indescribable foul language.

Other customers in the bar also joined in.

In the Burrow, Mrs. Weasley walked towards the fireplace angrily. She held the wand tightly in her hand.

The wizards of Atlantis asked each other for specific information about Karkaroff.

They seemed rational, and under the magic contract here, there was no way to hurt each other.

But they still dared to cast some profound and non-lethal curses to the outside world.

Some of them were even quick to repeat Karkaroff's full name and curse his name.

However, not all wizards thought that Karkaroff's score was low.

Zacharias, who had not been taught a lesson for a while, acted as a rationalist, "Harry Potter's fighting style is too rough, not like a wizard at all!

And the reason why he is so powerful is because of the group magic we gave him.

In my opinion, even if it was me, I could handle it.

Karkaroff——"

Before he finished speaking, he was pressed down by Dudley.

However, Ryan felt that Karkaroff's low score was understandable.

There is such a saying - the emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is anxious.

Karkaroff is the eunuch to Grindelwald.

He led his students to use cold violence against his former proud student Krum because Krum openly opposed Grindelwald.

This time, he deliberately gave Harry a low score because Harry was Dumbledore's favorite.

Harry was like the lover of his own imperial concubine to him.

As a loyal servant of the emperor, it was normal to trip Harry up when he couldn't target him.

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The ground had been completely repaired by magic.

The second whistle came from Mr. Weasley, who was sitting on the judges' seat decorated with golden tassels.

The group of students from Durmstrang also recited spells.

The door of the venue surrounded by thick wooden boards opened, and another black dragon slowly crawled out.

But compared to the previous one, it was about one-third smaller.

Its eyes were purple, and its back was covered with razor-like ridges.

Its tail was a pointed arrow, and its wings were like a bat.

Then Krum appeared, and three beams of light that were dimmer than before fell on him like meteors.

Obviously, the group magic cast by the students of Durmstrang was weaker.

It can be seen from the crescent-shaped white in Krum's eyes, the illusory purple halo on his head, and the light green wind wings.

Students from other schools on the stage were all upset.

"This is murder!"

"Stop this unfair game!"

"Krum! My hero, he is still so calm and composed!"

"It must be that Karkaroff! Arthur Weasley, take him to Azkaban!"

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There was a roar of noise in the audience. Whether these voices were friendly or malicious, Krum had no way of knowing, and he no longer cared.

He just raised his wand to the sky, eliminating distractions, and completely and absolutely concentrating his mind, thinking about that thing, "Here comes Nimbus 2001!"

Yes, it's not the Firebolt.

It's the Nimbus 2001 that fought with him on the field.

He knew that as long as he called, it would come.

Then, he heard something whizzing through the air behind him.

He turned around and saw his Nimbus 2001 flying towards him quickly around the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

It flew into the field and suddenly stopped in the air beside him, waiting for him to get on.

The voices in the crowd became louder.

The dragon also slowly crawled towards him.

But he didn't care at all.

He only had eyes for it.

The crescent moon in his eyes disappeared, the halo on his head shattered, and the wind wings under his ribs dissipated.

(The crowd kept exclaiming.

The referees except Karkaroff and Dumbledore all stood up.

But Dumbledore stopped the decision to stop the game)

They were all focused on it.

His only lover,

his best partner.

He lifted his legs to step on the flying broom, kicked the ground, and flew into the air.

A warm current came from the broom under him.

He seemed to be one with the broom now.

As long as he wanted to appear where he wanted, it would take him there without any other manipulation.

He circled up quickly and turned into an afterimage.

Terrifying sonic booms were produced wherever he passed.

This was far faster than the speed of the Firebolt.

However, his body and broom were intact.

At such a high speed, he lost his vision of the outside world.

He could only see colorful afterimages.

However, he was not panicked.

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He abandoned not only the ground, but also his fear.

He returned to the place where he was like a fish in water.

This was just another Quidditch game, nothing more.

The dragon below was no longer a threat to him.

He just needed to fly. Fly gently over its head.

Bang, bang, bang!

As soon as he thought about it, he broke through the air and appeared ten feet above the dragon's head.

Then fly.

Boom!

The dragon fell to the ground,

its head drooped weakly,

and its purple pupils spread out.

Krum hovered not far away, he was panting, and under him was a long concave depression created by the sonic boom.

"My God, he can fly!" Arthur Weasley shouted - the audience was screaming and gasping, "Did you see it, Mr. Karkaroff?"

Karkaroff curled his lips unhappily.

The students in Durmstrang all lowered their heads.

It was in stark contrast to the noise around.

Hagrid ran out again, "Okay, okay, the game is over. Earl (the name of the black dragon of the Hebrides Islands) has given up!"

Dragon trainers also ran over. "Oh my God! How come all the dragons are injured in the game!".

Finally, the dragon's head was wrapped with a bandage and was also transferred to the venue surrounded by wooden boards.

"Krum didn't fight!

Just flew!

Why didn't I think of it!

No, I don't know how to transfer the blessing to the broom!" Harry sighed.

"But he's not as fast as you. It took him almost 2 minutes to summon the broom.

The dragon was almost crawling in front of him." Ginny added on the side.

The audience in the stands all looked at the referee.

Madame Maxime - 9 points!

Dumbledore - 10 points!

Arthur Weasley - 10 points!

Madame Vokhanova - 7 points!

However, no one booed this time.

They all looked at Karkaroff.

Want to see how he would grade this student whom he disliked so much that he wanted to murder him.

Karkaroff raised his wand and sprayed a "3".