All things are three at Hogwarts

In the tent, another Beauxbatons warrior, Kara Rogers, strode out of the tent with great momentum, seemingly confident, but only if you ignore her slightly trembling hands.

It didn't take long before the exclamations from the audience were heard. Bagman shouted: "What a pity, I mean those eggs. Is this girl participating in the competition to kill this dragon?"

In his cry, Allen did not hear pity, but was full of gloating.

But there was no time to think more about Bagman's mental state. It was Allen's turn to appear.

"Alan Harris, I hope your spells and practical skills can be as good as your Quidditch." Krum said gloomily.

"That's true," agreed Armstrong's warrior Brooke Hernandez lazily.

"I also hope that your magic spells and actual combat can be as good as your manhood." Alan replied calmly.

With a "poof" sound, Brooke couldn't help laughing, then turned her head under Klum's gloomy gaze, and kept shrugging her shoulders.

Allen strode out of the tent. Thinking back to the conversation just now, he couldn't help laughing and shaking his head. Was he afraid that he would win by flying like Harry?

Allen walked around the trees and through a gap in the field fence. Hundreds of faces looked at him from the stands above.

At the other end of the enclosure stood the Hungarian Horntail. It crouched low, guarding its nest of eggs, its wings folded halfway, and its vicious yellow eyes stared at Allen. This is an extremely large lizard-like reptile covered in black scales. It violently twisted its bronze tail covered with spikes, leaving pits and pits several meters long on the hard ground.

Allen looked at the dragon, and Luna's face appeared in front of his eyes. She will probably like this Hungarian Horntail very much!

He remembered a fantasy novel by a Muggle author that was very popular in the Muggle world and killed characters mercilessly. His favorite female character in it happened to also have light blond hair and had three giant dragons as her little ones. baby.

Allen changed his planned strategy and gave up using powerful spells.

"Ten thousand bullets fired together." "Ten thousand bullets fired together." Countless pebbles on the ground flew into the air and turned into flying birds, pecking at the dragon's head.

The Hungarian Horntail had no intention of leaving the nest of eggs. It shook its head in annoyance and breathed out a large fire.

These stone birds were like angry birds surrounded by flames, constantly pecking at the hornet. The flames made them more lethal.

Unable to bear the harassment, the Hungarian Horntail finally left his egg and chased after the chicks, shaking his head.

After it chased for a certain distance, it seemed to realize that it couldn't stay away from its eggs, and turned around again, but Allen had already taken action.

"Mirror Image Technique." Five Allens appeared on the field, and there was an exclamation in the stands.

"Did you see it? He will clone himself!" Bagman shouted excitedly.

This magic was obtained by Alan in Aunt Josephine's vampire mansion. It was one of the magic spells in the illusion collection.

The best effect of this magic is that it can reach eight mirror images. Although the mirror image itself does not have real attack power, it is impossible to distinguish the main body and the clone with the naked eye. This is a very practical spell in battle.

The Hungarian Horntail was obviously also attracted by the sudden appearance of the four Allens. He roared fiercely at Allen, and a ball of flame shot out and hit the Allen on the left.

In the fire, that Allen turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

The Hungarian Horntail wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but its pace slowed down and the ground beneath its feet turned into a shallow quagmire, covering its feet.

The Hungarian Horntail didn't care and continued to rush towards the Allen facing it, with mud and water splashing under its feet.

Four identical Allens were concentrating on performing the "Transformation Technique" on the ground. They were completely distracted and had no time to pay attention.

The Hungarian Horntail opened its huge mouth and bit Allen mercilessly, causing the audience to gasp in unison.

When this Allen touched the sharp teeth of the Hungarian Horntail, he immediately turned into nothingness. The Horntail's teeth suddenly bit together, making a loud sound.

The angry dragon suddenly turned around and pounced on Allen who was behind him. This time it walked much harder. Every time it moved forward, it had to struggle to pull out the entire leg that was stuck in the mud and bring up the muddy water. The "Puff" sound was particularly loud.

Before it even got close to Allen, a dragon's breath came out of its mouth.

The three Allens quickly merged into one, and then dispersed instantly.

The three Allens raised their heads and smiled at the same time. The Allen in his original position disappeared into the wind the moment the dragon's breath touched it, and the mud and water on the ground quickly evaporated with the heat brought by this angry spit. , dry and cracked.

The hornet's head moved from side to side, making a choice between the two remaining Allens. It looked at Allen on the left through a pair of vertical pupils, with all the fangs in its mouth exposed.

It wanted to pounce, but its upper body swayed and it was difficult to move an inch. Its entire chest and abdomen had been imprisoned in the rock. Allen turned the swamp into a rock.

Allen quickly approached the dragon egg, and the hornet let out a desperate roar. It kept twisting and struggling, and its scary yellow eyes stared at Allen.

Suddenly, the hornet's tail whipped towards one of Allen. When Allen turned to the left, a long spike on the tail pierced his shoulder, tearing his robe. Poof, as if the bubble was popped, this Allen disappeared without a trace.

At this time, the real Allen had already held the dragon egg in his arms and successfully completed the mission.

There was thunderous applause in the stands, and the cheers of the little wizards at Hogwarts filled the sky.

"It's so wonderful! This is the best transfiguration I've ever seen." Professor McGonagall excitedly explained to Professor Flitwick sitting next to her with an expression of joy that she rarely showed.

"Currently, Alan Harris is the fastest player to get the dragon egg, and he used transformation to change the environment instead of directly attacking the fire dragon with magic spells, making the fire dragon's magic resistance useless. It's really a smart move. ." Bagman, who was sitting on the referee's bench, couldn't help but stand up and applaud with the crowd. "In addition, I have to say, his method of holding eggs is as exquisite as his way of catching the Golden Snitch."

"Ludo, we all have eyes. This is not Quidditch, we don't need your explanation." Mr. Crouch glared at Bagman.

Bagman shrugged, looked at Allen, and suddenly said: "Did I hear wrongly? Our warrior fell in love with that giant dragon?"

"I have a dragon farm licensed by the Ministry of Magic. In order to prevent this dragon from being harmed, I applied to buy it." Alan made a request to dragon trainer Charlie Weasley.

"This is a giant dragon, not an owl. It is very dangerous." The trainer's red hair shook messily in the wind.

"Of course, I know, but I want to give it to a girl who likes dragons." Because of his pure bloodline, Drogon was born to be able to suppress these giant dragons with impure bloodline. Presumably after training and adaptation, it is not dangerous to Luna.

"Judging from the ferocity of the Horntail, buying it as a gift to a girl is really a romantic idea." Charlie shrugged, noncommittal.