The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The experience of life is very strange, just like the growth of a child, it is unpredictable. Three years ago, Harry lived in the storage room under the stairs of the Dursleys' house, preparing to attend the worst public school in the area, with the goal of surviving to adulthood. Three years later, he bathed in the sun and faced a fire dragon without any fear.

The teachers and students of Hogwarts in the stands were already a little tired, and most of them looked at the boy quietly. The Gryffindor lions still had room to whistle and cheer, especially some of Harry's best friends.

Harry knew very well that there was Sirius, the anonymous Potters, and his parents in the audience.

The strange thing is that many years ago, Harry would miss his deceased relatives every day and night, imagining that they would come back, but now he only feels a faint warmth and is not overly excited about their resurrection.

Power changed everything. He knew that many years ago he was a child who needed to rely on adults to survive, but now it was different. He could survive in this world without anyone.

A person's thoughts are always closely related to his life situation, and Harry knew what brought him the changes he had now.

It's the power, the young god who has left the stands.

Harry was most regretful that Linde did not stay to watch the game. He had never been able to explain why he was so eager to get Linde's approval. Maybe it was the chance encounter at King's Cross Station that he has never forgotten since then.

That person taught him a lot, not only magic, but also courage and optimism.

Every time I see Linde, he always leaves a distant figure behind, always looking back when others call him. He smiled very hard, and his true face was hidden in these smiles.

After three years together, Harry still knew nothing about Lind. He only knew that his arrival changed many things and changed the fate of many people, while he himself quietly disappeared into the gaze of others, like a lonely row. The running train carries passengers from night to day. Some people get off the train and stay there, but the train will not stop.

The Hogwarts Express has a destination after all, a train named Linde. Where is its destination? Is it Sky City Delinriel?

Bagman's passionate explanation brought Harry back from his divergent thoughts. His eyes also withdrew from the stands and fell on his opponent today.

The Hungarian Ceratopsaurus stood at the other end of the field, its huge body crouching low to protect the eggs beneath it. Its ferocious yellow eyes stared at Harry's every move. As the most ferocious dragon species, it was quite aggressive. It is very strong and very territorial and will never allow anyone to get close to its nest.

"What is he doing? Harry has been in a daze since he entered the venue. Oh, he made a move. He just walked towards the Ceratopsaurus. Is he going to confront the Ceratopsaurus head-on, or is he going to find another way? As the youngest player among the contestants, But he plans to give us the biggest surprise."

Harry walked briskly and waved the wand in his hand, and the rugged rocks on the ground began to beat. One after another, they were transformed from static dead objects into knights and pawns in wizard chess. Their armors and weapons were transformed into steel, and their movements were smooth and flexible. . A total of twelve rock soldiers protect the king as he fights against the dragon.

The atmosphere on the field became lively because of Harry's move. Ron was undoubtedly the happiest, but he also said critically that this wizard chess set was not standard.

Professor McGonagall nodded repeatedly, and a smile appeared on her serious face. She could responsibly say that Harry's transfiguration skills had exceeded the level of most adult wizards.

The Hungarian horn-tailed dragon breathed out flames without hesitation, and the pawns in the front row erected a shield wall. The steel turned red in an instant, and the flowing molten iron was blown away by the dragon's breath.

Harry stood there calmly, took out a bottle of green potion from his wizard's robe, and handed it to the Stone Knight beside him.

The knight stood at attention solemnly, beat his chest, took the potion with both hands, and then used the standard pitching motion of a baseball player, raising his legs high, twisting his waist and hips, and raising his arms back.

It is clearly a rock, but it is as soft and elastic as flesh and blood. It hurled the potion bottle and dropped it into the open mouth of the Hungarian Ceratopsaurus. The glass bottle broke when it hit the inner wall of the mouth, and the gray-green superglue swelled in the wind. It was as if the Fire Dragon had been burst by a giant slime gag, its mouth filled with thick, sticky, heat-resistant glue.

The audience burst out laughing.

Harry couldn't help but smile. His special training with the Dragonborn was not in vain.

I still remember what the Dragonborn said: "When fighting a dragon, one is to restrict its flight. The dragon that lands on the ground is not as good as a chicken. The second is to shut up the dragon that cannot speak. I am a You can hit ten with your hands.”

The most direct way is of course to use a magic spell [lock tongue and throat seal], but the magic resistance of dragons is a troublesome thing. To be on the safe side, Harry prepared a new magic potion himself, which he called heat-resistant glue. It's a small piece, but it becomes bigger and taller when exposed to the wind, and it can't be torn apart no matter how hard it is pulled.

Harry waved his hand and said softly: "Go forward." The soldiers lined up and moved forward.

He wants to win, and he also wants to win beautifully, and win flawlessly.

The previous three games had pointed out the path to victory for him. Cedric won with a strategy, Fleur narrowly lost because he was not careful enough, and Krum had points deducted for being rough.

As far as Harry was concerned, there was only one reason for their failure.

Not strong enough!

The Hungarian Ceratopsaurus flew forward, and the dragon's claw strikes and tail flicks were so powerful that the rock and steel figures were swept away with a bang.

Harry didn't get close to the battle group, so he could have taken advantage of this time to go steal the eggs.

But he just cast an iron armor spell on the dragon's nest.

"What is Harry doing? He seems to have learned Mr. Krum's lesson and protected the dragon egg immediately! He is such a confident young man. It seems that he has not yet brought us surprises on the field. It’s over! The horn-tailed dragon is getting more and more crazy, and what method can this boy-who-lived use to stop this angry dragon?"

The Boy Who Lived.

After hearing this, many people looked at Harry with more complicated eyes.

Harry is not just himself, not just a poor boy living in Surrey, not just a boy chasing Sky City, he is the hope of the world, a fire, a star. His life does not belong to him, and his light is destined to illuminate many people who live in fear.

Now the adults in the stands suddenly realized that they had participated in a piece of history and witnessed the rise of a star. As long as Harry can defeat the fire dragon, he will no longer be the child that people doubt, but a truly influential and executive figure in the magical world.

But how old is he this year? !

Hagrid wiped his tears with a dirty handkerchief in the stands. It was he who pulled Harry out of that terrible mud pit with his own hands. In the blink of an eye, the boy was on his own.

Harry watched calmly as the fire dragon was seduced step by step and left its lair. Every time it defeated a pawn, the rubble body would be transformed into wire ropes and tied to it.

Now, without having to worry about it damaging the dragon egg, Harry can finally go full blast.

His wand sprayed out dozens of spells in a short time, like fireworks, fire, ice, lightning, and curses. The horned dragon's scales shattered in the alternation of hot and cold, and its limbs twitched in the lightning. As Harry flicked the wand , as if an invisible whip was beating the beast, causing the skin and flesh to burst.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was fear in the fire dragon's eyes, and it lowered its head feebly.

Harry calmly untied the ropes that bound the dragon, and the knights and pawns backed away.

He walked step by step in front of the dragon. This beast could tear him apart in an instant.

"Harry, what is he going to do? How dare he do this?! Merlin's smelly socks, I can't believe my eyes...Is this boy going to tame a dragon?"

The ferocious light reappeared in the Hungarian horned dragon's eyes, and it stared angrily at Harry, but the child remained motionless, raising his head to look at it.

After a while, the fire dragon bowed his head.

Harry became the second person to subdue the dragon today. He is fourteen years old this year.

The first event of the Triwizard Tournament finally came to an end after Harry achieved the best score of 49 points. The second event will be held on February 24 next year.