The Son of Light of the Snake House

Daniel watched the figure representing Harry Potter gradually shrink, and then swooped down at an extremely fast speed.

Nimble as a small hummingbird, flapping its soft wings, hovering beside the dragon, the Horntail's gaze still followed him, its head turning round and round on its long neck.

But a giant dragon is a giant dragon after all, and when it is provoked by a little thing it looks down upon, it will spew fiery flames.

Harry's broomstick jerked downwards - dodging for an instant the pillar of fire that would have roasted him to medium-cooked on the spot, but the Hungarian Horntail was known to be far more destructive than it was. This, but his tail full of sharp spikes.

As he turned to the left, a long spike from that tail dug into his shoulder and tore his robe—

The audience screamed and sighed, but the wound did not seem to be deep. After all, Harry was fine if he didn't fall head-on from the blow.

Now Harry was flying around the Horntail's back, and suddenly, he seemed to think of something.He began to fly around incessantly, now this way, now that way, being careful not to get too close lest it spit out flames and hit him, but posing enough of a threat to keep its eyes on him. look at yourself.The Horntail swung its head from side to side, staring at him from a pair of vertical pupils, with all the fangs in its mouth exposed.

This action seemed a bit strange, and Daniel could hear the other students' questions behind him, but he had already seen Harry's strategy clearly.

Two words: seduce.

The Horntail's head went up with Harry. Its neck was fully straightened, still swinging from side to side, like a snake dancing in front of a snake charmer. Forget mocking it.

Sometimes the Hungarian Horntail would calm down a bit and lie back on the egg, and Harry would redouble his efforts to seduce it until it flared up again.

Finally, the Horntail reared itself up, its huge, black, gnarled wings fully extended, as wide as a small plane - and Harry swooped down immediately.Before the fire dragon could understand what he had done and where he had disappeared to, he rushed to the ground, to the nest of eggs with lightning speed, and now he no longer had those pair of front legs with sharp claws protected them.He let go of the gun and freed his hands...

Then, Harry Potter caught the golden egg.

Immediately he soared into the air, flew away from the dragon, and hovered over the stands, the heavy golden egg caught under the uninjured arm, and then there was a deafening cheer from the audience.

For the first time Harry could hear the sound coming from the audience, the screaming and applause, deafening, like the Irish supporters at the World Cup - at this moment, Harry Finally, I have a real sense of being a warrior.

"Look!" Bagman shouted loudly, "Look! Our youngest warrior got the golden egg the fastest! This will close the gap between Mr. Potter and the other warriors! "

The brave dragon tamers, like the murder police who are always long overdue, pounced on the Hungarian Horntail to calm its anger. At the entrance of the venue, Professor McGonagall, Professor Moody and Hagrid hurried over to meet him.They were all waving at him to let him go, and even from such a distance, the smiles on their faces were clearly visible.

Harry's mood finally ushered in the best value in the past few months.The pressure and powerlessness that had been lingering in his heart disappeared, and was replaced by lightness and joy.

He successfully passed the first project and survived. Isn't that something to be happy about?

Harry manipulated the fire gun and flew over the auditorium, causing a sea of ​​cheers. He immediately saw Ron and Hermione with happy faces, and Daniel and Della sitting in the Slytherin seat division.

Daniel gave him a thumbs up, with a bright smile on his face, and Draco, although his expression was still the same as that of being deceived by Jin Gallon, but there was even a hang on the upper left side of his robe. with a colorful emblem.

Harry looked carefully, only to see clearly the words "Come on, Harry!" Then within 2 minutes, it changed into: "Harry is the best!"

Harry couldn't help but rubbed his eyes - didn't it really say something like "Potter stinks"?

Harry was in a daze, but landed smoothly to the ground.

"That's wonderful, Potter!" cried Professor McGonagall as soon as he came down from the fire.Harry noticed her hand shaking slightly as she pointed at his shoulder. "Before the judges score, you need to go to Madam Pomfrey... There, Digory already needs her care..."

"You did it, Harry!" Hagrid interrupted Professor McGonagall hoarsely, but Professor McGonagall showed no sign of impatience. "You did it! And you're dealing with the Horntail, you know Charlie says the Horntail is the fiercest—"

"Thank you, Hagrid," Harry said loudly, so that Hagrid wouldn't go on so rashly as to give away the fact that he had taken himself to see dragons beforehand.This is not the time to talk about such things!

Professor Moody stood there. "Your move is beautiful and crisp, Potter." He looked surprisingly kind.

"Okay, Potter, please hurry to the emergency tent..." Professor McGonagall said.She looked at Harry's injured arm with a worried expression.

Harry walked out of the field, still out of breath.He saw Madam Pomfrey standing at the entrance of the second tent, looking anxious.

"Dragon!" she said in a tone of disgust, pulling Harry inside.The tent was divided into small compartments, and he made out Cedric through the canvas.It seemed that Cedric was not seriously injured, at least he was sitting up.Madam Pomfrey looked over Harry's shoulder, talking angrily.

"Last year it was a dementor, this year it's a fire dragon, what will they bring into this school next? You're lucky...the wound is very shallow...but you need to clean it first, and I'll treat you..."

After Madam Pomfrey washed Harry's wounds with a smoking, foul-smelling purple liquid, and then poked Harry in the shoulder with her wand, she told Harry: "Sit for a minute. "

But Harry was restless.

He was so excited that he even wanted to bang his head against the wall, or rush to the next door and hug Cedric for a circle to express his excitement-fortunately, Hermione and Ron came quickly, otherwise he didn't know if he could control himself .

The author has something to say:

Harry: *I want the princess to hold Cedric and run 20 laps around the Forbidden Forest.

Cedric: Harry, are you all right?

Harry: I'm fine (pause)

* itchy fingers