HP Magic Biography

Very brave! Bagmon was cheering again.

Harry heard a horrific booming scream from the Chinese dragon, and the audience held their breath.

That really showed his guts - and - great, he got the golden egg!

Applause shattered the wintry air like shattering glass, and Krum was done—it would be Harry's turn any moment.

Harry stood up, vaguely aware that his legs seemed to be made of grass from the swamp.

He waited there, and then he heard the whistle. As he walked out of the tent, the panic in his heart grew louder and louder like a crescendo. Now he was walking through the woods, through a gap in the fence.

Everything he saw seemed to be a dream of extremely high color. Hundreds of faces have looked down at him from magically conjured stands since he set foot in the place. And the horn-tailed dragon, at the other end of the pen, crouching down to guard her eggs, her wings partly spread, her evil, yellow eyes gazing at Harry, this gigantic, full-body phosphorus A single black scorpion, waving her spiked tail, left yard-long hole marks in the hard ground.

There was a loud noise from the audience, but whether it was friendly or not, Harry no longer knew or cared.

Time to do what he had to do. To concentrate, to concentrate on that object completely and absolutely, to feel the imprint he left, he could do it.

What is he doing? Hermione asked nervously. I got it and forgot how to cast it?

Don't worry, Hermione, you believe that Harry still has my means. Fan Lin said, The flame of the Hungarian Horntail Dragon is not strong, Harry just needs to avoid its physical attack...

Before Fan Lin finished speaking, Harry suddenly raised his wand.

(The Rocket Crossbow)! Harry yelled.

He waited, every nerve in his body tensed, praying.

If that doesn't work, if the rockets don't come... he seems to be looking at everything around him through some kind of luminous transparent barrier, like a heat fog, which makes the fence and the hundreds of faces strange floating around him.

Then he heard the thing coming fast behind him, and he turned to see his rocket crossbow colliding against the edge of the woods, roaring into the fence, and stopping in mid-air beside him, waiting for his command.

The crowd got noisier. Bagmond was yelling something too, but Harry's ears weren't working properly anymore,

Hearing is not important anymore.

He stepped onto the broom and kicked from the ground, and a second later, the unthinkable happened.

As he soared into the sky, the wind whistling through his hair, the faces of the audience reduced to tiny flesh-coloured clock holes below, and the horntail-tailed dragon shrunk to the size of a dog, he realized that he had not only risen From the ground, I have thrown away my fear and returned to the place where I really belong.

It was just another Quidditch match, that's all. Another Quidditch match, and the dragons were just another ugly enemy team.

Hermione yelled excitedly, which was enough to make the girl excited, and it turned out that the most difficult thing to do was overcome by Harry Potter, which was enough for everyone to be excited.

Gryffindor has never been stingy with compliments to his own people. Fan Lin felt the long-lost excitement and stood up to cheer for Harry, just like Hermione.

On the contrary, Malfoy was still talking some trash, but these voices were drowned out by Gryffindor's cheers.

...

Harry in the sky was calmer than ever.

He looked down at the nest of eggs and recognized the golden one.

The golden egg glowed differently from its silver-gray companions, and rested securely between the dragon's front legs.

Okay! said Harry to himself, babble, let's go.

He swooped down. The head of the Hungarian horntail dragon followed closely. He knew what the beast was going to do, and pulled back just in time, and a burst of flames shot towards where he would have been if he hadn't dodged. It was dangerous, but Harry wasn't afraid, and it wasn't much harder than dodging a hawk.

Great Scotland, he can fly! cried Bagmond excitedly, and the crowd screamed and gasped. Are you watching, Mr Kroom?

Harry spun upwards, and the Horntail was still in hot pursuit, its long neck twisting and twisting like a twist - if Harry continued, the dragon would definitely get dizzy - but it's best not to tease it Too long, or it would spit fire again—Harry descended steeply as the dragon's mouth widened again, but this time he was not so lucky—while dodging the flames, he ran into the whip of the dragon's tail, and he dodged to To the left, a spike grazed his shoulder, tearing his robes—he felt the sting, heard the screams and groans of the crowd, but the wound didn't seem deep.

Looks like that's still not enough insurance.

Harry ascended to the sky, and under the cover of his robe, he drank the potion Fan Lin gave him in one go.

A cold feeling flowed down his throat, and his body shivered unconsciously.

This feeling is very familiar, he has done this in a year.

Now he circled up to the dragon's back and saw an opportunity.

Horntail doesn't seem to want to take off, she wants to protect her eggs too strongly. Though she twisted and contorted, spread and closed her wings, and those menacing yellow eyes never left Harry, she was afraid of being too far from her egg, but he had to convince him to move away, or he would Never get a chance to get close to those eggs.

The key is to tread carefully and lure slowly.

He started flying this way and that, staying out of range of the dragon's fire, but posing enough of a threat to keep the dragon's eyes on him.

She swung her head from side to side, staring straight at Harry through her pupils, her fangs bared.

He flies higher.

The dragon's head rose accordingly, and the dragon's neck was now the longest, still swaying, like a snake in front of a mage.

Harry rose a few more feet, and the dragon roared.

Harry was like a fly, and she was so annoyed that she wanted to kill, the dragon's tail started to swing again, and because Harry was too tall to reach, she spit fire into the air, but was dodged one by one.

Although it is said that it is protected by the potion, it is very strange to be unscathed by the frontal spray of the flame.

Come on, hissed Harry, dodging provocatively over her head, come on, come on me, come on now.

The movement of Harry's hand didn't stop, one after another eye sickness curse hit the body of the Hungarian Horntail Dragon.

Harry's spell wasn't all that powerful.

The feedback effect of these spells to Fan Lin is only to harass, but this is enough.

Interfere with the vision, then irritate it, so Harry has a chance to...

At last the dragon stood up, spread her huge black leather wings, the width of a small plane - and Harry swooped down.

A mouthful of flame was directed at Harry.

There is no doubt that the fire dragon was successfully irritated.

Harry hastily used his wand to block the front, and softly recited the incantation of the armor protection charm.

That was the modified, Professor Snape's version.

There was no doubt about the strength of the defense. In fact, Harry needed to make an appearance that he would be safe and sound in front of the flames until the potion expired.

The brilliance of the curse will shatter at the touch of a touch, but this time is enough, and the speed of the rocket crossbow is fast enough.

With a lift of Harrymon's hand, the direction of the rocket crossbow turned and rushed into the sky. It seemed that Harry had noticed the wings hidden behind the flames.

Nice job, Harry!

There was a howl of excitement in the venue.

Everyone was cheering for Harry's calmness. Especially the Weasley brothers, they are loyal supporters of Harry.

Fan Lin held the magic wand in his hand, it was not enough just to do this, the flame of the Horntail Dragon was not the most powerful.

But Harry got what he wanted.

The Hungarian Horntail broke free from his chains, flapping its wings at an almost unimaginable speed.

It seems to be turning into a chase.

However, Harry's speed is not covered, to be exact, the rocket crossbow did not let Harry down.

Fan Lin told Harry that the distracting effect of the Eye Sickness Curse is very important, and Harry always remembered it.

Harry was circling in the sky constantly, the Eye Sickness Charm had almost used up his magic power, and he was rubbed by the flames several times, but fortunately the potion was very powerful.

Harry seized an opportunity, and the horntail dragon didn't seem to have time to turn around. Taking advantage of this gap, Harry swooped down from a high altitude.

Before the dragon figured out what he had done, before he could find out where he had gone, Harry sprinted to the ground as fast as he could, flying towards the now missing female dragon's front paw.

guard egg...

The fire dragon reacted, and it also accelerated its dive, but Harry was faster, it can be said that he was going to be even crazier.

He let go of the rocket crossbow with one hand - he finally grabbed the golden egg - and with a dash, Harry sped away.

He yelled and flew over the stands, the heavy egg was safely under his injured arm, and it was as if someone had just turned up the volume—for the first time, he clearly heard the noise of the crowd, all kinds of noises. The screams and cheers were as loud as Irish supporters at a World Cup.

Hermione was so excited that she almost jumped up, she didn't hesitate, she directly pulled Fan Lin down, she wanted to celebrate for her friend.

Ron's face was a little pale, but at least Ron followed the two of them.

Look! cried Bagmon. Look! Our youngest warrior got the golden egg the quickest! Ah, that makes Mr. Potter's strange behavior much less!

Harry saw the Dragon's Keeper rushing to appease the Horntail Dragon, and in fact, the big guy was a little miserable as he crashed into a rock.

Also, at the exit of the fence, Professor McGonagall, Professor Moody, and Hagrid all rushed forward to meet him. They were all waving, and the smiles on their faces were clearly visible from such a distance.

He flew back to the stands, the noise nearly piercing his eardrums, he landed smoothly, the most relaxed in weeks, he passed the first task, he survived.

Excellent, Potter! cried Professor McGonagall as Harry stepped off his broomstick - quite a high mark for her.

Harry also noticed that her hands were shaking. You'll have to go to Madam Pomfrey to see the injury before the judges show their points. She's cured Digory over there.

Nice job, Harry! said Hagrid hoarsely. Just a job well done! Beat that Horntail and everything, and you know Charlie said that female dragon was the hardest thing to deal with—

Thanks, Hagrid, Harry said loudly, and he had to stop Hagrid from blabbering about letting Harry know that he had seen the real dragon beforehand.

Professor Moody also looked quite satisfied, his magic eyes rolling happily.

Nicely done, Potter, he growled.

Okay, Potter, it's time to go to the emergency room, quickly, said Professor McConaughey.

Harry stepped out of the fence, and in the distance, he saw Madam Pomfrey standing at the door of another tent, looking worried.

Dragon! She said one word, her tone was disgusted, and she dragged Harry into the account. The tent was divided into two small rooms, and Harry recognized Cedric's figure through the canvas. He didn't seem to be seriously injured, at least he could still sit up.

Madam Pomfrey checked his wounds and said angrily all the time: Last year it was a werewolf, this year it's a dragon, what are they going to bring into the school next? You're very lucky, it's just a flesh wound, But I still have to wash it off before treatment.

She dabs the wound with some purple liquid, which smokes and stings when it touches it, but then Madam Pomfrey pokes Harry's wound with her wand, and Harry feels all at once. alright.

Now, just sit down obediently for me! Then you can leave to listen to the score.

She hurried out of the tent on this side, and Harry heard her go into the next room. How are you feeling now, Diggory?

...

Harry didn't want to just sit there, he still had adrenaline pumping through his system. He stood up and wanted to go out to see what was going on outside, but before he reached the door of the tent, three people rushed in——Hermione, Fan Lin, and Ron following him.

Harry, you're brilliant! screamed Hermione. She has fingernail marks on her face because she covered her face tightly when she was afraid. You're amazing, really!

But Harry only looked at Ron, and Ron was pale, looking at Harry as if he was watching a ghost.

Harry, he said very seriously, whoever put your name in the goblet...I...I think they want you to enter!

It seemed as if the events of the past few weeks had never happened - as if Harry was seeing Ron for the first time now, right after he had been chosen as a warrior.

You caught up, didn't you? said Harry coldly. It took you long enough.

Hermione stood tensely between them, looking from one to the other. Ron hesitated to speak.

Harry knew he wanted to apologize, and suddenly, he didn't want to hear it.

It's all right, said Harry, cutting Ron off. forget it.

No, said Ron, I should have—

The past is the past, said Harry.

This result is not difficult to accept, at least, Fan Lin thinks so.

How does it feel? Fan Lin asked, I almost knocked that dragon away with a magic spell just now, in fact, I'm really scared...

The potion didn't work, said Harry. I'm glad I'm still alive.