I, Hogwarts Second Week

Chapter 279 None. Infinity Gauntlet?

"Fire Escape!"

Blue-white flames ignited the void, and then the Milky Way poured in.

The violent magic and roaring sound of the flames were deafening.

"Protection!!!"

"Roar!!!" The galloping blue and white fire dragon waved its dozens of feet of wings and took out his wand in a high voice.

The powerful magic instantly broke through Bakar's golden flow.

At this time, Blue Dragon's momentum remained unabated.

It continued its roaring dive towards Bakar.

"Merlin!"

Countless people exclaimed.

Dumbledore even looked sideways at Grindelwald beside him.

That magic - he actually taught that magic to a little wizard.

"What's wrong?" Grindelwald raised his lips as if he noticed Old Deng's gaze, "Isn't it okay that Krum is my favorite student?"

"." Dumbledore was speechless for a moment.

He could only turn his gaze back, his right hand already holding the Elder Wand.

He didn't think that a little wizard could control that terrible curse. ps: Except for Irving.

At this time, Bakar, who was lying on the restored pyramid, suddenly opened his closed eyes.

There was a hint of caution in the blue, sparkling pupils.

It can feel that this blue fire dragon poses a serious threat to its life.

The next second, Bakar was angry!

The owner said it well, he was just here to show off, why is it that someone wants to kill it now?

"Huh~"

The dozens of feet tall dragon flapped its wings.

Suddenly, there was the sound of war drums all around. ‘Boom! ’ ‘Boom! ’ ‘Boom! ’

Like beating a drum.

And every beat of the drum seemed to hit the hearts of the little wizards watching in the stands.

"Roar!!!"

Another roar that echoed through the sky came from the dragon's mouth. It raised its head proudly, its voice accompanied by a roar.

At this time, everyone realized that it was not the sound of war drums at all, but the sound of thunder.

It was lightning, bright red lightning that gathered on the right claw of the diamond dragon.

Almost in the blink of an eye, millions of lightnings gathered around the dragon.

The electric arc in its hand condensed into a spear dozens of feet long.

"Elder Dragon: Blade of Sanchez"

Owen shouted loudly from a distance as if to add drama.

Next, the spear was like a bow, and Bakar waved his wings to show off his throwing skills.

"Crack!"

"Rat! Let you take a peek at the attack of my dragon god in his heyday!" A certain guy whose master was more excited than the dragon continued to shout without shame.

The next moment, thunder penetrated the blue dragon's head, and violent lightning exploded like fireworks.

In an instant, the blue dragon was torn into sparks!

"Oh! My dear Joan of Arc! This scene is really crazy. I, Sanchez, would like to call this battle the most spectacular in this competition."

Owen, who appeared on the pyramid at some point, said excitedly.

"Okay, I announce that the warrior Viktor Krum from Durmstrang Academy of Magic successfully broke through!!!"

The flames dispersed.

All the light pollution that obscures people's vision disappears.

At this time, all the little wizards discovered that Krum, who was above the sky, was already holding a golden egg in his hand.

"when?"

Everyone was puzzled, but that didn't stop him from winning!

Maybe when Bakar was turning on the special effects, he relied on the blue dragon's line of sight to block it and took the opportunity to seize the golden egg.

Who knows.

In short, he won, he won openly.

"It's unimaginable! It's unimaginable!!!" Mr. Bagman yelled in a daze, "Oh! Merlin! I suddenly realized that my more than forty years of wizarding career were in vain. I simply don't deserve to be a wizard. .

Because I definitely can't beat anyone in the field. "

"Bagman!" Barty Cratchit shouted seriously again, forcing Mr. Bagman's thoughts back to reality.

"Okay - okay. I'm a little out of control, but I think other little wizards should be too."

After a while.

The judges’ scores are out.

Most are nine points.

Dumbledore also gave it nine points, because the professors all suspected that Krum could not control the curse at all. He was just lucky, and the flames were offset by Bakar's magic.

Otherwise, at this time, they all have to rush over to eliminate the disaster caused by that magic.

“This makes me look forward to the next game more and more.” Mr. Bagman said excitedly, “Now let’s invite the next warrior!”

The bell rings.

Fleur walked out. She seemed nervous from head to toe, and she didn't look as calm as Krum.

She held her head high and held the wand tightly in her hand. Compared with the giant Bakar in the distance, Fleur looked particularly weak.

Wearing a sky blue Beauxbatons school uniform robe, she stood there gracefully, giving people a beauty that touched the soul.

At the other end of the field, there is another kind of beauty, which represents the ultimate strength.

The dragon Bakar!

Whether it is a warrior, a young wizard, or a professor, I believe that after this game is over, in addition to the warriors, there is a real protagonist who will be firmly remembered by them.

That's Bakar.

With its invincible appearance and outstanding momentum, it has long lived deeply in the hearts of the little wizards.

Not to mention, the Australian opal eye itself is one of the more handsome types of dragons. Who can resist the shining diamond-like scales?

At this time, Bakar returned to the size of half a golden egg.

Its whole dragon body lies on the golden egg.

The four legs are slightly raised.

A pair of wings and tail firmly locked the golden egg under its body.

It can be seen that the big one is useless at all and will only become a living target for others.

The little one is also very cute - no - the little one is holding the golden egg. Even if it is stolen by those despicable guys, it is still on the egg. This does not count it as a loss, and the smaller version is even more beautiful. Lightweight and faster to respond.

"Miss Delacour is lucky. Our Mr. Gatekeeper seems to think that the three failures are all due to size. It has become smaller. Correspondingly, it has become lighter." Mr. Bagman said happily , "Let's see how she plans to get this fire dragon to move away."

"Oh! She walked straight towards the inner circle. What a bold choice."

"Oh! God! That sword is going to hit her."

As he spoke, the earth shook again, and the next second, a big sword shot out from the ground and cut Furong in half.

"Oh! Huh?" Mr. Bagman gasped like a roller coaster.

Because, Furong's broken body suddenly spread out like petals.

Then at another place, on a large rock, her figure reappeared.

"Incredible, how did she do it?"

Not only Mr. Bagman, but all the little wizards present expressed such doubts.

But what really shocked them was far more than that.

I saw Hibiscus standing on the boulder, suddenly stretched out her hand, and there was a gold bracelet on her slender and white arm.

Some look like Egyptian style, with gems of various colors inlaid on them.

Each piece is about the size of your thumb.

The little wizards swore that they definitely didn't see anything on Fleur's body just now.

Apart from the wand, she appeared with no other weapons on her body.

But now - a certain gemstone on the golden bracelet is glowing with light.

Then, intricate ancient runes appeared out of thin air, wrapping her up like they echoed each other.

In the shocked eyes of the little wizards in the stands, the red light gradually weakened, and on top of the boulder, several people suddenly appeared out of thin air - Fleur Delacour.

Like a ball of palace flowers growing out of the ground.

Then those—the hibiscus—started running in different directions one after another.

"It's a magic item!"

On the stands, among the Gryffindor crowd, the Twins shouted loudly: "It is definitely a very advanced alchemy tool. It's a bit like Owen's development pocket watch."

"So, that's the work of Nico Flamel?" Harry stared at the gold bracelet on Fleur's right hand in the field, frowning slightly, "Are magic props allowed in the competition?"

"Of course it's not allowed!" Fred stretched out his fingers and counted Fleur's figure in the venue: "One, two, three - six, seven, seven phantoms, yes, it should be seven.

It's very similar to Owen's magic prop, but this one is obviously specially used to assist in combat. "

The little wizards on the side understood it.

Of course they understood what Fred was talking about. At the beginning of the school year, they often borrowed Owen's developing pocket watch to watch the world finals.

"But the rules only apply before going on stage." George added. "That is to say, you are not allowed to carry anything with you before you leave the warrior's room. This includes magic potions, lucky potions and the like."

"But once you walk out of the room and the game officially starts." Fred continued, "Whether it is a summoning spell, a transformation spell, or any other method, it is all reasonable and legal, otherwise Krum will use the flying spell. Summoning Firebolts is also against the rules."

"I see." Harry nodded.

Then he started watching the game with all his heart.

At this time, the five remaining magic puppets in the venue were all activated.

They chased the hibiscus like mountains and ran around in the outer circle.

From time to time, Furong was killed with a sword.

But every time he killed, there was nothing but petals all over the sky.

Moreover, soon, the slain shadow will be separated from the other shadows.

Always maintain a number of seven.

From the perspective of the fighting style, such a battle is not enjoyable to watch at all, because even with seven hibiscus, the game did not become exciting.

There was no fighting between them and the puppets.

Nothing but hiding is hiding.

She never used a single spell.

But it is true that a virtual image is a virtual image after all, and it is impossible to cast a spell. If Furong casts a spell, her true identity will be exposed.

So of course she can't cast spells.

While the atmosphere among the little wizards was gradually cooling down, Owen was getting more and more jealous.

He looked at Fu Rong who was playing parkour, and he seemed to have countless sinful thoughts in his heart.

Of course - he was not greedy for her body, he was greedy for the gold bracelet on her hand.

Phew - rush up and knock her out, then snatch the bracelet away!

This is definitely Nick's work.

Owen knew that Nick invented the pocket watch so that he could watch the opera at the Paris Theater without missing a beat.

And that gold bracelet is purely for fighting.

Judging from the fact that there are still a few Infinity Stones - um - magic stones on it, it should have other functions.

"boom!"

Another sword fell.

Fleur leaped high like a swimming fish. She finally waved her magic wand and transformed herself out of the stairs.

Before everyone could exclaim, her true identity was discovered.

Furong had safely arrived at the inner city wall.

This is the boundary set by Victor, and the magic puppet cannot enter the inner circle.

Otherwise, the warriors would have to deal with the puppets and Bakar at the same time, which would be too difficult.

"We finally found the true identity of the warrior." Mr. Bagman lowered his tone, and his voice was not as enthusiastic as the previous warriors. After all, Fleur's method of breaking through the level was not intense, so it was naturally difficult for him to mobilize his emotions. "After all, he is a good news!"

"So, now let's see how she can pass the fire dragon!"

Standing on the city wall.

Fleur carefully looked at the half-big golden egg Bakar.

She was a little confused.

Because, although she had not entered the venue before, she and Hermione could hear clearly the deafening sound in the venue.

The huge roaring sound of the earth can be felt even by a deaf person.

Because the earthquake sensation on the ground will not lie.

But now - the surroundings are calm and calm.

The legendary fire dragon is only the size of a palm, which obviously has some kind of conspiracy.

Furong looked at the pyramid. Although it had healed, the damage had already caused errors in its structure during repairs.

Like building blocks in the wrong place.

Being able to make the repair spell go wrong further proves how fierce the previous battle was.

"Hmph!" Fortunately, I was smart enough to spot the subtle errors in the pyramid at a glance, and then deduce the most correct result.

If it were those boys, they would definitely rush over without thinking.

"Huh~"

Fleur took a deep breath and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

He smiled proudly.

Her silver hair was braided into a high ponytail, and her plump lips were slightly raised, revealing her neat teeth.

This is a simple British plan, but this is not a problem for her.

Then, she raised her wand and chanted the spell over and over again.

"The true form is revealed!"

"The true form is revealed!"

"The true form is revealed!!"

Next, for ten minutes. She almost stood on the city wall and used magic to explore all the places she could see.

The result is naturally nothing.

But Fleur didn't just rush in.

She was still doubting.

Fight with the air.

This time her suspect became Bakar. She felt that the fire dragon must not be as simple as it looked.

She guessed it right, but what to do?

Soon, Fleur gave her answer.

She stretched out her wand again. Then he slowly recited a complex spell with a hoarse voice.

Then, a puff of reddish smoke came out of the wand.

You can't tell what color it is, because the color of the smoke will change depending on the intensity of the light source. But it's always red, just like my girlfriend's lipstick color.

Probably somewhere between crimson and brown!

Owen couldn't tell the difference anyway.

——Fortunately, someone doesn’t like makeup.

The smoke slowly drifted towards the fire dragon.

"What is she doing?" The little wizards in the stands looked at each other in confusion.

"I've never seen this spell before," Ron said.

"But--she's so beautiful!"

"I guess it's some kind of hypnotic magic!" Suddenly, a familiar voice came from a place not far from them, it was Hannah. She squeezed in from nowhere, followed by Justin, Ernie, and Susan.

"We just went to see Cedric's injury. Who is competing now?" Justin was obviously unhappy. He was very dissatisfied with Hannah for taking him away to find Cedric.

"Oh! God, she is so beautiful!" At this time, Justin's eyes fell into the venue.

Then she saw Fleur dancing in a faint smoke.

Gradually, his eyes began to tighten.

He didn't want to move away from the girl who looked like a flower fairy for a second.

If this ugly appearance were normal, others would definitely laugh at him.

But not this time.

Because he wasn't the only one who got tricked.

As the hibiscus dances, there is a graceful charm in each of her movements, which is a kind of seductive and charming power.

Most of the boys were staring at her with confused expressions, immersed in Fleur's beauty.

Not surprisingly, this spell should be related to Fleur's Veela bloodline.

"It's pretty good. This kind of dance? Is it a French dance?" During the whole process, even the girls were affected, but Harry seemed to be fine.

He even had the energy to comment on Furong's dancing, as if the charm had no effect on him at all.

Very strange.

"But." Harry frowned, "It feels like this dance is of no use. What on earth is she doing to Bakar?"

His eyes were sparkling.

He stared at Bakar, who was lying on the golden egg and breathing, with special concentration.

Since Harry couldn't feel the charm of magic, he couldn't figure out what Fleur was doing.

Among the young wizards present, only Luna, who was wearing a lion's hood, could understand the truth of all this.

Fleur's charm did not have a great influence on her.

And she also knew clearly why Bakar did not respond to this charm.

Owen once told her that whether it was Bakar, Shilok, or even himself, they all had the blood of various magical creatures in their bodies, and perhaps they contained the blood of Veela.

It is obvious that Sirocco has this kind of charm in him.

There was no wizard who didn't like her who met her.

Even Ron, in the third grade, he was worried that Sherlock would eat his precious mouse all day long, so he hated her very much, but it was only half a month after Peter Pettigrew escaped. He was captured by the charm of Shilok, joined the Cat Cult, and became a pawn for Shilok to secretly rule the world (funny).

As for Owen, Luna absolutely believed that he also had that charming magic power.

Because his actions in Hogwarts over the years were really shocking.

If you change any person at will, even if Professor Dumbledore does not fire him, that person will definitely have a bad reputation in the circle of young wizards, and everyone will isolate him.

It would not be like Irving now, but he has gained huge prestige.

Therefore, Luna has no doubts about Owen's charm.

And beyond that.

In the Beauxbatons auditorium, Fleur's sister, Gabrielle, naturally knew that magic.

She stared at her sister closely, her little face full of nervousness and anticipation.

When she saw that her sister's magic did not work on Bakar, the impatience on her face became even more intense.

As someone with Veela blood, she knew the power of that magic.

There shouldn't be any creature in the magical world that can resist it——(The little girl doesn't know much.)

But now - why didn't the dragon react at all?

Is my sister going to lose the game?

Having watched the previous three games, she clearly knew Bakar's strength. It seems that her sister can't think of a way to deal with such a powerful epic creature.

After five or six minutes passed.

Furong finally realized belatedly that the dragon was not charmed by her.

She stopped beating and her face turned pale.

Weird - so weird!

This is the first situation she has encountered since she learned this magic.

At Beauxbatons, even the headmaster, Madame Maxime, is affected by magic, although not as severely as others.

Bakar, who was lying on the golden egg, narrowed his blue dragon eyes, filled with joy. When Hibiscus stopped dancing, it stretched out comfortably.

He raised his head slightly, his favorability towards Furong rising steadily!

Wow - this is the first time a warrior dances for him, which makes the Tyrannosaurus King very satisfied.

Although the aesthetics of dragons are definitely different from humans, as smart as they are, how could they not tell that the girl in front of them is definitely the most beautiful among humans.

Uh-huh - the master is still single!

This witch is really good, I will introduce it to the master later.

"Zheng"

Suddenly there was a sound in the air.

The strange noise made Bakar look up in confusion, and then he saw a dark blue gem floating above his head at some point.

Didn't wait for it to figure it out.

The gem suddenly exhaled smoke, and in the blue mist, a slender, elegant, white hand stretched out, and then Bakar felt light.

It subconsciously hugged the golden egg underneath it.

Then a faint fragrance suddenly broke into its nose.

The mountains buried its head.

? ? ?

What? What is this?

Lying in Fu Rong's arms, it slapped the ball with its two dragon claws and walked away - Ni walked away, and I could only be hugged by the owner!

Then Owen appeared not far from Furong.

Hard! Hard!

The fist is hard!

This color dragon!

Irving stared at Bakar, looking at where the ball was still resting.

An unknown fire suddenly rose in my heart!

I have already begun to think about how old a fire dragon can be before it is sterilized.

Then a bright light flashed. On Fleur's wrist, the gold bracelet was engraved with blue gemstones.

Owen's eyes twitched when he saw this scene, it was really the Infinity Gauntlet! The appearance of the space gem.

So what is the red light of the clone just now? Reality gems?

And the other gems on your bracelet, the green one, the purple one, are they the Time Stone and the Power Stone?

Owen was speechless.

He was speechless except for envy.