Hogwarts: When the live Q&A goes live

Chapter 260

To be precise, the reason Tom didn't want Harry to insist on killing a dragon was because of himself.

Because he himself knows very well that the strength he possesses now is far from what an underage wizard can possess.

As for his current physical age, it will take a few days before he turns eighteen, which he has long since forgotten.

Outside the tent, Fu Rong looked at the huge monster in the distance, feeling a little apprehensive.

"Come on, you can do it, you are Beauxbaton's warrior."

She kept muttering in her heart, cheering herself up with words.

The crowd sitting on both sides was not as nervous as Furong.

People's joys are not the same.

The crowd on the stage was elated, and the warriors in the audience suppressed their nervousness.

Although the Welsh green dragon is the milder one among all dragon species, that is relatively speaking.

Walking onto the stage, Fleur raised her magic wand and transformed into a harp.

Bursts of music came from the harp to the dragon's ears.

Listening to the music, the Welsh Green Dragon seemed to be unable to restrain his drowsiness and began to fall into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Fu Rong breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward alone.

Every step he took had to pause for a second, fearing that the Welsh Green Dragon would wake up suddenly.

But when she was only a hundred meters away from the dragon, and it didn't seem to be waking up, Fu Rong's vigilance relaxed a little.

Everyone watched this scene intently. They originally thought that the warrior would go through a lot of fighting to get the golden egg from the fire dragon, but the reality is that a piece of music from Furong made the fire dragon sleep successfully, without any difficulty at all.

This disappointed a lot of people.

But they are disappointed, but Furong is different, she is more happy now.

Just need to go further, just a little bit further.

Then she can get the golden egg that is within reach.

Getting closer and closer to the Welsh Green Dragon, Fu Rong didn't dare to breathe out.

She suppressed her breathing, bent her waist, and gaited awkwardly.

But at this moment, the fire dragon suddenly opened its eyes, and there was a touch of humanized banter in the huge and majestic dragon pupils.

"To suffer."

Alarm bells rang out in Furong's heart.

She hurried forward, wanting to cross the short tens of meters at the end and get the golden egg in her hands first.

The fire dragon roared towards the sky, spread its wings and flew up.

The gust of wind brought by the huge wings almost made Furong unsteady.

The Welsh Green Dragon lowered his head and roared again at Furong, who was only a dozen meters away from him.

In its view, the little dot in front of it is like a human being facing an ant.

Just an insignificant ant, a flame can burn her to death.

Raising her head, looking at the ferocious dragon head in front of her, Fu Rong didn't slow down.

She waved the wand in her hand, and spells appeared from her mouth.

The brilliance of one after another curse hit the dragon's scales, rubbing sparks.

It could be seen that her spells were of little use.

The scales of the Welsh green dragon have strong magic resistance, and it is not so easy to break through the defense.

Inside the tent, Harry sat opposite Tom.

When the roar of the fire dragon came in from outside, they knew that Furong's battle had begun.

Did she succeed in grabbing the golden egg from the fire dragon's attack, or was she eaten by the fire dragon.

Of course, the latter may not appear.

It is impossible for the Aurors around the competition field and the principals and professors of the three schools to sit back and watch this happen.

"Are you sure you don't want to go out and have a look, Harry."

"I'm afraid that fear will appear in my heart after watching it now."

Once again Harry turned down Tom's offer.

Tom didn't say anything more, but he was very curious about what brought him such strong confidence.

But he didn't bother to ask, after Harry came on stage, everything would be clear at a glance.

Harry held his water glass and took a sip.

It is impossible to say that you are not nervous.

But he also knew that just being nervous would not help at all.

He now has to find a way to beat that Ukrainian iron belly when he's on the field.

About 2 minutes later, the roar of the fire dragon outside the tent disappeared, replaced by the cheers of the crowd resounding through the sky.

They knew that Furong succeeded in capturing the eggs.

As for how she managed to get the egg from the protection of the Welsh green dragon, it doesn't matter.

"Harry."

At this time, a corner of the tent was lifted.

Harry and Tom looked over at the sound, just in time to see Hermione lift the curtain and walk in.

"Hermione, why are you here?"

Harry got up and walked over.

Hermione hugged him suddenly, slapping him off guard.

"what happened to you?"

Harry didn't resist, but instead hugged Hermione tightly.

He could feel her body trembling uncontrollably in his arms.

"I'm very worried about you, Harry."

"Promise me, if the situation is not right, you must abstain."

Hermione didn't look up, she kept her head down.

"Okay, there's no problem. If something really bad happens, I guess I won't be qualified to continue the game."

Harry was talking, only he was thinking differently than Hermione was.

According to his thinking, if something bad happens, it must be that his plan to defeat Ukraine's iron belly has failed.

It may even be life-threatening.

He is not a fool, and he will not cling to some kind of glory and mission to put his life into it.

Once something is wrong, he will choose to give up.

"That's all right, Harry."

"The fight just now was really scary. The flames spit out by the Welsh green dragon finally burned to Delacour's body, almost burning half of her body into coke."

"However, Professor Dumbledore and the others acted very quickly. Now that they have controlled the situation, they sent Fleur Delacour to the school infirmary. It is estimated that he will not be able to get out in four or five days."

From Hermione's words, it's not hard to hear how intense the previous match was.

Just a Welsh green dragon drove Fleur to that extent.

So what about the Ukrainian Iron Belly that I am facing is much stronger than the Welsh Green Dragon?

How far will it push itself?

Harry didn't know, and he took a deep breath.

Consolation, let her relax.

I will definitely be careful.

At this moment, the curtain of the tent was lifted again.

Accompanied by a burst of camera shots, the sound of flashes appearing.

Hermione, who had been holding Harry all this time, let go of her hand and subconsciously looked behind her.

Rita Skeeter was walking in with her photographer.

As he walked, he sighed.

"It's nice to be young, I really miss this age very much."

Looking at her face, Hermione felt nothing but disgust.

These days, the rumors about Harry and Krum in the Daily Prophet are thanks to this woman.

Naturally, this won't make them feel good about her.

(End of this chapter)