Hogwarts: I, The Strongest Dark Lord In History!

No one expected that the Swedish Brachysaurus would suddenly change targets.

The last second it was chasing the Newfoundland Hound around.

In the next second, he suddenly turned around and sprayed the dragon's breath at the position of the dragon egg.

Cedric had never been so close to death.

But the consciousness of survival made his body act one step ahead of his brain.

But even if he desperately jumped to the side.

The dragon's breath still brushed against his handsome cheek.

Fortunately, he got the golden egg.

As long as the golden egg is taken out from the crowd of dragon eggs, the game is over.

"Merlin, he succeeded. Our first warrior successfully got the golden egg, although he suffered a little injury."

Madam Pomfrey enters with a large number of dragon trainers.

Seeing that half of Cedric's face was burned by the dragon's breath.

She immediately applied the ointment prepared in advance to the other party's face.

"Son, drink this, it will make you less painful."

Cedric took the potion and drank it down.

The magic potion worked, and Cedric felt that his face didn't hurt so much.

At this time, the dragon trainer has subdued the Swedish short-nosed dragon again.

They lead the dragon away from the competition field like walking a dog with a thick iron chain.

Bagman is the commentator and the referee.

Seeing that the on-site affairs were handled well, he immediately said: "Very good, next is the scoring session!"

The voice just fell.

Spectators in the stands held up signs with numbers.

Especially at Hufflepuff Academy, everyone held up ten signs.

pity.

Scoring is decided by five referees.

As Headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore was the first to give the wink.

One point deducted was due to injury.

If Cedric completely escapes the dragon's breath, he gets 10 points.

Barty Crouch gave the same score and for the same reason.

When it was Madam Maxim's turn, she gave 8 points.

This score is still acceptable. As the principal of Beauxbatons, of course she has to prefer her own school.

But the scores given by the next two people.

But the audience present could not accept it.

Bagman held up a 4-point sign, ignoring the boos around him and explained: "I admit that Mr Diggory's transfiguration spell is brilliant.

"But he was completely oblivious to his surroundings when he was stealing the golden egg, which was very fatal."

"If the position of the dragon's breath was a little bit off just now, Mr. Digory might not be as simple as being injured at this moment.

Just finished the explanation.

The boos around got louder.

Amos Diggory even took the lead in accusing: "There must be black people, it's not fair!"

Bagman didn't care so much, he turned his head to look at Karkaroff, and motioned for the other party to quickly show the score.

3 points!

A lower score confuses the scene.

The young wizards of Hogwarts protested collectively.

Durmstrang's students smiled at each other.

More extreme is yet to come.

Karkaroff didn't seem willing to explain why he gave the low score.

After holding up the sign, he closes his eyes, no matter what the person next to him says, he doesn't hear it.

The farce lasted for more than ten minutes before subsiding.

Scores already given cannot be changed.

The audience reluctantly accepted this fact, and then turned their attention to the next warrior to appear.

The whistle sounded again.

Fleur took a deep breath, looked at Lucas beside her and smiled slightly.

"Let's go, I'll take you out.||."

Lucas cast a disillusionment spell on himself, and accompanied Fleur to the exit.

"Go, I'll be here watching you."

Hearing the voice from beside her, Huang Rong suddenly took Lucas's hand.

"Thank you!" Furong thanked in a low voice, and then strode out of the passage.

The avalanche of cheers sounded again.

Fleur Delacour, who has Veela blood, is easy to get everyone's favor.

Everyone here refers specifically to men.

The Welsh Green Dragon is crouching in front of a pile of dragon eggs.

Its eyes were fixed on the dragon egg in front of it, and it didn't seem to notice that there were more people in the field.

Fu Rong approached cautiously.

When she came to the distance where the spell was cast, she stopped immediately.

Madame Maxime gripped the railing in front of her with both hands.

It was obvious that she was very worried about her students.

Fleur raised her wand and pointed it at the green dragon.

She moved very slowly, probably because she was worried that she would attract the green dragon's attention if she moved too fast.

Before the green dragon found himself.

A blinding light flew from the tip of her wand.

Hit by the spell, the green dragon wobbled and fell to the ground.

After a while.

A loud snoring sounded.

The surrounding audience cheered.

They hail the wit and wonderful spells of the girls in the field.

Madam Maxim also breathed a sigh of relief.

Let go of the somewhat deformed wooden railing.

Lucas, who was invisible, was also a little surprised.

But soon relieved.

What Furong just used was a sleep spell specially designed for taming fire dragons, which is only used by dragon trainers.

But this spell has a big drawback.

That is, the effect on the violent target is not obvious.

Welsh green dragons are inherently docile.

And he hadn't noticed Fleur all the time, so being hit by the spell could work so quickly.

But if it goes crazy.

I'm afraid it will take seven or eight dragon trainers to use it at the same time to be effective.

Seeing that the green dragon fell asleep, Furong breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when she stepped forward to pick up the golden egg, the accident happened again.

The green dragon snored, and a flame burst from its nostrils.

Fleur's skirt was instantly ignited.

Fortunately, she extinguished the flame with "clear water like a spring" in time, so that no more serious consequences were caused.

"Very good, congratulations to our second warrior for successfully completing the game, let's see the referee's score next."

9 points, 9 points, 10 points!

Dumbledore, old Crouch, and Madam Maxim raised their signs almost at the same time.

The reason why Crouch deducted points was that the game was not exciting enough.

Hear the reason.

The audience nodded involuntarily.

Although it looks frightening, it is indeed less exciting.

Fleur Delacour had no contact with the green dragon the whole time.

Read the scores of the first three referees.

Here comes the point.

The entire audience focused on Bagman and Karkaroff.

Bagman looked at the scores of the first three.

Especially the longest stay on Madame Maxime's sign.

After hesitating for a moment, he raised his sign.

3 points!

Another new low.

But it's not waiting for the audience to protest.

Karkaroff held up his sign.

Also 3 points.

Like last time, he closed his eyes while lifting the Shell sign.

A look like I am the referee and I call the shots.

Bagman meditated for a long time and whispered: "As a beautiful lady, the burning of her skirt is a very serious problem, and the competition is not exciting enough."

Hear his reasons.

Lucas laughed first.

Bagman also fought hard for the gamble, and he was able to say such a reason for deducting points.

Furong didn't mind her own score.

Can successfully pass the first game.

She is already thankful.

Wait until Fleur walks into the tent on the other side to rest.

Lucas also returned to the tent.

Krum and Harry were both sitting in chairs with their heads bowed at the moment.

Harry's face paled.

Obviously very nervous.

As for Krum, he still looked gloomy.

It just looks a little darker than before.

The whistle came from outside again.

Krum stood up abruptly from his chair.

Under the gaze of Lucas and Harry.

He frowned, clenched his wand and walked towards the passage leading to the arena.

Bagman glanced at the roster.

His eyes lit up when he saw the name on it.

"Next up is the famous Bulgarian Quidditch player, Viktor Krum.

When he pronounced Krum's name.

The audience erupted in cheers far higher than before.

There are very few people in the wizarding world who don't follow Quidditch matches.

Viktor Krum is equivalent to the top star of later generations, with countless fans.

Accompanied by cheers.

Krum walked out of the passage step by step.

As a star, he subconsciously raised his hands to show himself (Wang De's) to the audience around him.

This made the audience in the stands even more crazy.

At the same time, Bagman, who was the commentator, was very satisfied.

There is a player who can cooperate with himself and create topics.

It will be very easy for him to explain.

"It seems that our Krum warrior is very confident. He is saying hello to everyone. Let us respond to him with the same warm applause!"

The crowd applauded to Bagman's voice.

The atmosphere was mobilized instantly.

In the corner of the stands, the three daughters of Hermione were sitting there.

Since this morning, their brows have not been relaxed.

"How could it be this gorilla, when will Lucas play?"

Hear Hermione whine.

Qiu patted the back of her hand as a sign to be calm.

"Actually, this is also good, at least it will give Lucas more time to prepare."

Ginny nodded in agreement.

The three women are together, and the topic never leaves Lucas.

They didn't pay too much attention to the previous games.

Because the hearts of the three of them had already flown to Lucas.

At this time, Krum was ready.

Look at the menacing Eastern Fireball Dragon.

He moved his hands and feet twice and did a simple warm-up.

Then under the gaze of everyone.

He raised his wand and walked towards the dragon. .