Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Just then, Bagman walked in from the other side of the tent.

"Ah, Ron, it's great to have you here!" said Bagman cheerfully, walking quickly towards Ron, interrupting his conversation with Krum, "I was talking to your dad yesterday about To you, relax, just like in your own home!"

Bagman put on his old Hornets jersey again and stood among them like a hunk cartoon.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, it's time to introduce the situation to you!" Bagman said happily, "After the audience gathers, I'm going to pass this cloth bag to each of you in turn!"

He raised a purple silk bag and shook it vigorously at the four of them.

"You pick out a small model of the thing you're about to face. They come in different, um, types. I have one more thing to tell you. Your task is to pick up the golden eggs!"

The warriors nodded, expressing that they understood Bagman's words.

No one spoke, everyone's faces were so pretty, and it was really exciting to snatch the golden egg from the female dragon who had just laid eggs.

In a blink of an eye, I heard the sound of hundreds of feet walking through the tent, and the owners of the feet were chatting and laughing excitedly...

Ron felt alienated from those people, as if they belonged to another kind.

He kept looking around, wondering why Ivan hadn't come over yet.

There was a terrible thought in his mind, if Aiwen hadn't come over, he wouldn't have gotten those potions for protecting the flames.

Then he is likely to be burned to death by the flames of the fire dragon, and despair and fear have regained the upper hand.

The little courage that had just arisen dissipated without a trace in an instant.

And that simple incantation Krum had just said distracted Ron too.

He wasn't sure if this magic would be easy to use. If it was as simple and effective as Krum said, should he try it.

While they have a battle plan in place, it's always a good thing to have an easier way to win the game.

Time passed quickly, and after more than ten minutes, Bagman was already untying the purple silk bag.

"Let's get started, warriors, ladies first," he said, handing the bag to Fleur Delacour.

Fu Rong reached into the cloth bag with a trembling hand, and took out a small, lifelike model of a dragon.

It is a Welsh green dragon with a number around its neck: number two.

Seeing this guy, Fu Rong didn't show the slightest surprise, but a look of resignation.

Krum pulled out the silver-blue Swedish short-snouted dragon with the number one tied around its neck.

He didn't even blink an eye, just sat down and stared at the ground.

Cedric was about to put his hand in his pocket when Ron stopped him hastily.

"Wait a minute, let me go first!" he said in a trembling voice.

Ivan analyzed the habits and attack methods of the four fire dragons for him, and Ron knew that the Hungarian Horntail was the most powerful.

There were only two dragons left in his pocket, and he didn't want Cedric to smoke first!

"Let Ron go first, the poor kid must be terrified!" said Bagman.

Cedric shrugged indifferently and motioned for Ron to come first.

Ron walked over and put his hand into the silk pocket. He could feel the two models in his hands.

He remembered that the Hungarian Horntail had a lot of barbs on it, but he couldn't find it, could it just be luck? !

Just then, Ron saw Bagman winking at him, signaling him to choose the one on the right.

Without thinking about it, he took out the model on the right!

Sure enough, it was a bright red Chinese Fireball with the number three tied around its neck.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief, panting heavily. He still remembered that Ivan said that the most powerful Chinese fireball is the flame attack, and the physical attack is relatively weak. As long as Ivan sends the potion, he will almost No danger will be encountered.

There was no doubt that it was the Hungarian Horntail, number four, that was left for Cedric.

"Okay, you've all got it!" Bagman said, "You've all drawn the fire dragon you're going to face, and the number on its neck is the order in which you go to fight the fire dragon. Do you understand? Well, now I I'm going to leave you guys for a moment because I'm going to narrate to the audience. You're the first one, Mr. Crumb, you walk into the field as soon as you hear the whistle, okay? Well, Ron, I can talk to you Say a few words? Come outside?"

"Well, okay." Ron nodded, and went outside the tent with Bagman.

He was a little strange, he didn't know what the other party was going to say to him, but the other party did help him just now.

Bagman seemed to have something important to do, and took Ron by the arm and took him a little farther, into the bushes.

Then, she turned and looked at him with a fatherly look on her face.

"How are you feeling, Ron? Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"What?!" Ron said in surprise, "No, no need!"

"Do you have a plan?" Bagman lowered his voice furtively, "Come on, your father and I are old friends, you are like my child, I can't just watch you face To those dragons. Remember that time, I helped you choose the Chinese Fireball, which is much less difficult than the Hungarian Horntail. If you want, I can give you a few more ideas, I mean ..."

Bagman lowered his voice and leaned into Ron's ear again.

"Don't worry, no one will know, you are at a disadvantage here, Ron, as long as I can help..."

Ron nodded uneasily, hesitated, but couldn't resist the temptation.

He knew that it was definitely wrong to do so, letting the referee help him cheat, but it would not be a bad thing to listen to Bagman's advice here.

Ron felt that today was his lucky day. He first learned a powerful spell from Krum that was easier to deal with fire dragons, and then he drew a less difficult Chinese Fireball. Now Bagman offered to help...

Chapter 587 The Performance of Fire Dragon and Krum

Before Bagman said how he was going to help Ron, Ivan, Harry, and Hermione walked out of the bushes.

After separating from Ron, Ivan and the six of them first followed Professor McGonagall to the auditorium.

After asking Colin to help them get a good seat, Ivan, Harry, and Hermione sneaked back around the tent.

They were planning to wait until there was no one inside and trying to find a way to get in. Who knew that when they came here, they saw Bagman pulling Ron out.

"Why are you here?" Bagman said in surprise.

The next second, before they could explain, a whistle sounded somewhere on the field.

"God, I have to run!" Bagman said in a panic, and ran away regardless of the number of them.

"What did he ask you out for?" said Hermione, looking suspiciously at Bagman's back.

"He wanted to help me and was about to give me advice, but he was interrupted by you before he could say anything!" Ron replied.

"As long as you can complete the battle plan, you can pass the game, and you don't need other help at all!" Aiwen said, "This is not a glorious thing. The fewer people who know it, the better. By the way, the fire dragon you drew is What kind?"

"It's a Chinese fireball!" Ron said hurriedly, looking at Ivan impatiently, "Do you have any fire protection potions to deal with it?"

As we all know, the Chinese fireball is the only fire dragon in the east, also known as the lion dragon, and its main origin is in China.

Its appearance is particularly striking, with smooth scales of scarlet, a face with a snub nose surrounded by golden fringed spikes, and bulging eyes.

The fireball dragon's main attack method is flames, and when it is provoked, it can shoot mushroom-shaped fireballs from its nostrils.

This is its most powerful attack and is where the Chinese Fireball gets its name from.

Female fireballs are much smaller than males, and are not so aggressive by nature, and can tolerate the presence of other creatures.

Especially with the help of the potion prepared by Ivan, Ron didn't have to be afraid of its flame attack at all.

Relatively speaking, this is much less difficult than the Hungarian Horntail, the most dangerous dragon drawn by Harry in the original book.

Aiwen took out the potion to protect the flames of the Chinese fireball and handed it to Ron. The three of them gave a few worried words before returning to the auditorium separately.

At this moment, the auditorium was full of voices, and all the little wizards were cheering and screaming.

Five referees including Dumbledore, Mr. Crouch, Mrs. Maxime, Karkaroff, and Ludo Bagman sat on the central height chair.

Immediately afterwards, Ivan saw Sirius in the crowd. He was just below the referee's seat and was waving to them.

"Strange, why did Bagman offer to help Ron?" said Harry, greeting Sirius. "There's no reason for that, he's the referee..."

"Probably because of personal reasons!"

"Leave him alone, I really hope Ron can succeed!" Hermione said thoughtfully, staring blankly at the center of the field.

Krum had already stepped out of the tent, and opposite him was the blue Swedish Short-Snouted Dragon.

This dragon is the most beautiful of all fire dragons. It has a silvery blue appearance and can breathe dazzling blue flames from its nostrils.

But behind this beauty, there is indeed a palpitating power.

The blue flames were hot enough to reduce wood and bones to ashes in an instant.

In the Middle Ages, gloves and shields made of short-nosed dragon skin have always been sought after, and dragon skin products are the top equipment for all adventurers and wizards.

Because the value is so high, many people try to slay the dragon.

The vast majority of dragon slayers died without a burial, and their bones remained forever in the mountains of northern Sweden.

With its agile flying speed and scorching flames, the short-nosed dragon has both offensive and defensive capabilities, making it one of the most dangerous species in the world.

"Look at Krum, what is he doing!"

Krum came out of the tent and ran straight to the short-nosed dragon at the other end of the field.

The short-nosed dragon was crouching low, guarding its nest of eggs, its terrifying eyes fixed on the approaching Krum.

It let out bursts of shrill roars, warning Krum not to approach, and vigorously flapped its wings.

Krum didn't seem to notice it. He turned sideways and ran forward, getting very close to the fire dragon.

In the next second, the short-nosed dragon spewed out blue flames, and Krum hurriedly dodged to hide behind the stone.

Flame brushed past him, dangerously close, and all the little wizards focused on Krum.

Even in the auditorium far away, you can still feel the hot temperature.

The short-nosed dragon's blue flames were persistent, bobbing its head back and forth where Krum was hiding.

Under the high temperature, the stone was gradually melted, and it would not be a good end for Krum to continue hiding there.

He's finished, the thought came to everyone's mind!

Just as the dragon trainer was about to rush to save Krum, the flame led by the short-nosed dragon gradually stopped.

It was breathing, and Krum took the opportunity to rush out.

The wand in his hand was aimed at the short-nosed dragon, and a spell flew out and hit the dragon's eye.

It's an eye disease curse! ! !

The short-nosed dragon let out a terrifying, earth-shattering scream, and the audience gasped in unison.

"Very daring, Krum has shown extraordinary daring!" Bagman shouted. "The dragon can't see, and now... wait a minute, oh no!"

They saw the short-nosed dragon struggling crazily because of the pain, stomping back and forth, crushing half of the eggs behind it.

Krum's eye sickness spell was very powerful, causing the short-nosed dragon to lose his sight while feeling a heart-rending pain.

Ten seconds later, Krum dodged the aimless attack of the behemoth and got the golden egg from the nest behind it.

More than 40 dragon trainers on standby outside the venue quickly rushed in to appease the mad dragon.

"He did a good job!" Ivan commented objectively, "I really should let Ron take a look, the eye sickness spell used by Krum is simply a standard template, both the position and the timing of the cast are well mastered, it is worth it Study. Ron only needs to be able to do half as well as him, and he can easily pass the fire dragon."

"Krum is really good, but his score will definitely not be high. He smashed all the real eggs. This will definitely deduct points. He shouldn't destroy those eggs." Hermione said, motioning everyone to watch the scene Hagrid who helped out in the middle.

Hagrid was helping Charlie and other dragon trainers save the crushed dragon eggs, with a distressed look on his face.

Sure enough, for Klum's performance, except for Karkaroff who gave [-] out of [-], the other four referees only gave [-] to [-] points.

Chapter 588 Hibiscus and the Sleeping Fire Dragon

It took a lot of effort for the dragon trainers to control the fire dragon that was mad because of the eye sickness curse, and let it gradually calm down.

This short-nosed dragon was completely irritated by Krum. It flapped its wings vigorously and stared viciously at all the wizards who dared to approach. Its yellow eyeballs were bloodshot, and it looked extraordinarily ferocious. The fire dragon kept making terrifying noises. With a howl, he raised his neck and sprayed blue flames into the sky.

I don't know how it will react when it sees that more than half of the dragon's eggs are missing.

Fleur is the second player after Klum, and everyone is looking forward to her performance.

"One down, there are three more warriors!" When the whistle sounded again, Bagman shouted, "Miss Delacour, please come on stage!"

Fleur came out, she seemed to be shaking from head to toe, and she didn't look as calm as Krum.

She held her head high and held her wand tightly in her hand. Compared with the huge monster in front of her, Fleur looked very weak.

She was wearing a sky-blue Beauxbaton school uniform robe, standing there slim and graceful, making people feel the beauty that touched the soul.