HP: Embrace the Darkness

The clouds for many days have dispersed, the sun has glowed again, and the Triwizard Tournament has begun as the rain has dispersed.

A venue in Hogwarts that is about the same size as a Quidditch pitch is gradually becoming lively.

After finding a way to cope with the game and being able to contact Sirius, Harry's mood improved a lot, and there was a little more smile on his face, not as tense as before.

This little smile disappeared completely when he went in to draw lots to choose which dragon to deal with.

He had seen Hagrid raise a dragon in his first year.

It was a Norwegian Ridgeback that made Hagrid's beard a mess even when it was still a baby, and he couldn't imagine how much trouble an adult dragon would have.

That's a dragon!

The ideas of the other three warriors were very different from Harry's, especially Fleur and Krum, who had seen the four dragons with their own eyes. Their feelings were particularly strong.

Their expressions seemed calm, but their mouths were set so tightly that Harry felt they were trying to contain their fear, just like he was clenching his fists.

No matter how much you think about it, the four warriors still have to draw lots.

Barty was waiting for them in the tent, and when he saw them coming in, he waved quickly.

"Come on, come here."

The four Harrys walked over, and their eyes fell on the yellowed and worn cloth bag in Barty's hand.

They knew that this was the prop they were waiting for to draw lots, which would determine which dragon they would face.

Barty didn't know that they already knew the content of the first level. After introducing it to them in detail, he opened the bag that he had been holding for a long time.

"Line up and come one by one."

The four warriors looked at each other, formed a circle in front of Barty, and lined up.

The first person to draw lots was Beauxbatons' Fleur.

Her slender fingers carefully pulled out a twisting creature from the bag.

Madame Maxime looked at her nervously.

Fleur spread her fingers, revealing the creature's true form.

"Welsh Green Dragon."

Barty announced Fleur's opponent.

"Next person."

Krum stepped forward and reached into the cloth bag to fish out a similarly writhing creature. Next to him, Karkaroff watched nervously and saw clearly that the dragon's face changed.

"Chinese Fireball."

He told Barty the result first.

"Yes, it's the Chinese Fireball."

Barty said as he handed the bag to Cedric. Cedric closed his eyes and grabbed something at random.

"Swedish Brachysaurus."

Cedric was horrified and looked at Harry.

They all know the types of the four dragons. Three have been drawn out, and the remaining one is——

"Hungarian tree peaks."

Harry whispered the name with a hint of bitterness.

"What are you talking about, kid, I didn't hear clearly." Buddy asked in confusion.

Harry shook his head and quickly took out his opponent from the bag. It was indeed the Hungarian Tree Peak.

"Hungarian tree peaks."

Barty read out the final result.

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"Hungarian Tree Peak?"

After receiving the news, Asseth raised his eyebrows slightly and expressed emotion at the savior's good luck.

Neither he nor Grindelwald intervened. Barty Jr.'s purpose should be to help him pass the game smoothly, so that he can still get the most difficult one.

A little bad luck.

Aces waved his hand to let the messenger leave, and turned to share the matter with Snape.

At the end, he said with a smile.

"Sev, it looks like there's a good show to watch."

Asasi spoke to the man just now without hesitation. The people around him heard some of the content and looked worried.

Only Snape showed a gloating smile.

"What a blessing."

The two people who were gloating about their misfortune immediately became very interested in the next game.

The first unlucky boy to take the field was Cedric, and Asses glanced at his opponent.

It's Swedish Brachysaurus, simpler than Tree Peak, but not much different.

At first, Cedric used magic spells in a regular manner, dodging the attacks from the Brachysaurus and counterattacking like it was tickling him.

The power gap between dragons and humans is too big. No matter how careful he is, Cedric is in danger and is even almost hit by the dragon's tail.

"It seems that learning alchemy was not in vain."

Aces looked at it for a while and knew what Cedric would do to deal with the dragon.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Snape had never studied alchemy systematically and didn't see anything wrong, so he asked in confusion.

Someone asked, and several professors around him raised their ears quietly. Only Dumbledore, who was also good at alchemy, saw clearly.

"To put it simply, he is alchemy now, using the site as a material to engrave magic patterns. The effect of this magic pattern is-"

"Confinement."

Aces said the last two words slowly.

At the same time, a large amount of silver light erupted on the field, and a translucent cover covered the dragon's head, restricting it to that small area.

Cedric took the opportunity to run over and pick up the golden egg.

"Ahhhh, Cedric!"

"Hogwarts! Hufflepuff! That's our champion - Cedric!"

"Awesome! Our warriors."

Various cheers erupted, and the flags representing Hogwarts and Hufflepuff were raised high.

"Alchemy can still be used in this way? Shouldn't this be a magic circle?"

Professor McGonagall felt like she was not keeping up with the trend. She looked at Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout and was relieved to find that they were equally confused.

"Alchemy, magic circle and potion are essentially the same, especially magic circle and alchemy."

"But to be able to do this in such a short period of time seems to be a talent for alchemy."

Again.

Snape glanced at Artes who was delighted to see Hunting Heart again, and nodded as usual.

"You can try to open a small stove for him."

If Asseth didn't see Cedric's future, there would be nothing wrong with this statement.

But he now knew what would happen to Cedric.

"talk later."

Surprised by Arthas' sudden tone of voice, Snape was about to send a message to ask.

The audience burst into applause again.

It was the second warrior who successfully passed the level and got the golden egg that caused the applause.

Distracted by the applause, he looked over and saw that Artes had returned to normal, smiling and looking at him.

This little incident just passed smoothly.

As the second and third warriors passed the test, the cheers on the field reached their peak.

Harry walked out amidst such cheers, holding the wand tightly in his hand and looking a little dazed.

The Hungarian tree peak was very smart and did not show up immediately. Instead, it hid in the blind spot and quietly observed Harry who walked in.

Harry didn't look up, that is, he didn't notice the Hungarian tree peaks poised above his head, and everyone was worried about him.

Not seeing the dragon, Harry quickly ran towards the golden egg.

This move angered Shufeng, who was still observing. He raised his tail and hit the human who wanted to steal his eggs.

boom--

Gravel was flying and dust was everywhere.