The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

Just when John was a little dazed, the iron-belly dragon had already taken the lead in moving.

It no longer paid attention to the iron chain around its neck. Instead, it waved its fleshy wings, carried the hurricane into the sky, and then roared and smashed towards John.

Yes, that action can no longer be called a charge, but can only be described as 'smashing'.

After all, its size is too big.

As the largest of all known fire dragons, the scene when it spreads its wings can be described as covering the sky and the sun.

The huge belly covered with scales and shining with metallic luster is like a hill!

"boom--"

The entire dragon hit directly where John was standing.

The huge kinetic energy instantly crushed all the stones in the area, and even cracked the magic-reinforced ground, causing the entire competition venue and the stands to tremble.

"Oh, God!"

Bagman screamed.

The rest of the people in the stands also let out bursts of exclamations.

The next moment, in the smoke and dust stirred up by the iron-belly dragon, a scarlet beam of light rose into the sky, pierced the smoke screen, and hit the iron-belly dragon's blood-red eyes.

"Ow—"

The iron-belly dragon looks up to the sky and roars.

[Eye Disease Curse] has temporarily damaged its vision.

In pain, the fire dragon began to attack everything around him more and more violently.

Its extremely long claws and thick tail kept waving in the air, making a terrifying sound of breaking wind.

As the strong wind roared, the smoke and dust that filled the field was finally blown away.

Only then did everyone realize that John had long distanced himself from the fire dragon. At this moment, he had summoned several strange-looking creatures, and his troops were divided into several groups and rushed towards the golden egg in the center of the arena.

"Great John! He's about to make it! That's brilliant...ah-"

Bagman praised loudly, but his words turned into exclamations midway through.

Because the fire dragon on the side that had lost its sight actually came back again and flew into the air to hit John.

The entire arena trembled again.

Under the influence of that terrifying kinetic energy, the flying rubble smashed around like a rain curtain, wiping out all of John's summoned beasts almost instantly.

John's whole body was surging with magic power, and he narrowly dodged the blow.

Then he began to control the only remaining summoned beast to make noises in an attempt to attract the fire dragon's attention.

But that didn't do much.

As if there was some way to lock John in his blind state, the fire dragon continued to launch frantic attacks on John.

Suddenly, John's situation on the field began to become precarious.

The iron-belly dragon from the country of Wu showed an extremely high speed that was incompatible with its bulky body, and the power displayed by its movements was enough to break mountains and crack rocks.

Wherever it went, everything was chopped into pieces and crushed.

John seemed to have no energy left to fight back.

He could only keep moving on the field, dodging the pursuit of the fire dragon. Although he was not injured yet, his posture was a bit awkward.

"John——"

Draco shouted with anxiety on his face.

The Slytherins on the side also stood up, looking anxiously at John who was still trying to run away below.

Some of the more emotional girls even covered their faces and started crying.

The spectators in the stands of other colleges not far away, and even the faculty and staff stands, were also very anxious.

Bagman's face turned ashen, and he murmured incoherently:

"John... John is going to lose? How... how could this happen? What's going on with that iron belly? It's impossible!"

Although he was mumbling, Bagman forgot to turn off the [Amplification Curse].

His voice clearly reached the ears of everyone present, making the atmosphere in the stands even more depressed and solemn.

Karkaroff, who was sitting next to Bagman, laughed arrogantly.

Madame Maxime was also looking at Crouch and Dumbledore with contempt.

Almost everyone thought that John was about to lose, and even the dragon trainers were ready, waiting for the referees to give the order to go on stage to rescue John.

On the field, John's expression became increasingly ugly.

Normally, a fire dragon that has been raised for a long time would not be so violent.

Not to mention that John had seen with his own eyes that the iron belly did indeed have a gentler temper.

There is only one possibility.

Someone had tampered with the belly of the Ukrainian iron before the competition, making it enter a violent state and increasing its strength and speed.

After thinking about all this, John stopped escaping.

He ignored the fire dragon that had risen into the sky not far away, preparing to hit him, and turned to look at the referee's bench, his eyes extremely cold.

There was another huge exclamation in the field instantly.

Everyone thought John had given up resistance.

Only Bagman looked particularly panicked.

He knew very well that John was looking at him, or in other words, asking him what the hell he was doing.

Bagman was a little at a loss. He defended incoherently, trying to explain.

But John quickly changed his gaze and continued to stare at the fire dragon.

Most of John's magic is extremely lethal.

Considering Michelle's feelings, he designed a relatively soft combat plan, and he had always restrained himself in previous games, not using offensive spells, in order to avoid hurting the fire dragon as much as possible. Clear the level.

But the current situation no longer allows him to do this.

Facing the fully violent and enhanced fire dragon, if John doesn't use his true strength, let alone pass the test, even his life safety will be threatened.

"Ow—"

The fire dragon puffed up its iconic huge belly, roared and smashed towards John.

John took a deep breath and slowly raised his wand.

The three magic pools began to operate at full capacity.

Huge amounts of magic power continued to pour out of John's body and was infused into the nun's wand.

This magic power was so huge that it even made John's robe move automatically.

Then, like swinging a sword, John waved the wand fiercely!

"Shen Feng has no shadow!"

"laugh--"

Accompanying John's movements, a terrifying air explosion sounded, and the huge invisible blade slashed hard on the belly of the fire dragon.

The moment the two came into contact, Wu Guotie's belly's scales, which were famous for their powerful anti-magic properties, shattered, and a huge and ferocious wound appeared, spreading from Wu Guotie's chest to the end, almost covering the entire body. His entire belly was cut open.

"Ow—"

The fire dragon howled miserably and fell in front of John.

Driven by extremely high blood pressure, large streams of hot dragon blood spurted out from the wound, were carried high into the sky, and then fell quickly, pouring over the entire venue like raindrops.

"Protect all of them."

With a flick of the wand, a light blue film of light enveloped John, blocking him from the rain of blood.

He just held the wand and stood in the rain of blood, quietly staring at the fire dragon in front of him.

And the iron belly of Wuguo has not given up.

The huge damage John caused to it previously failed to make it incapacitated, but instead aroused its ferocity.

It struggled to get up again and swung its claws at John.

John's eyes were calm, looking at the fire dragon that became more ferocious and violent because of the blood, and calmly raised the wand again.

"Shen Feng - Wuying!"