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"Uppercut!"

Errol punched the black dragon in the chin,

The huge force raised the black dragon's head high, and its long neck was pulled straight, like a giraffe.

If the black dragon's bones and muscles weren't relatively strong, this punch might have blown the black dragon's head away completely.

A second later, the straight neck suddenly softened,

Not only the neck, the whole body of the black dragon softened,

With a "boom", the huge and heavy dragon fell to the ground, stirring up large swaths of dust.

The whole place was in an uproar. No one knew what kind of "magic" Errol used, which could actually knock out the black dragon with bare hands.

Errol was suspended in the air, looking at Karkaroff quietly.

Karkaroff swallowed and subconsciously covered his head. He felt that if he targeted Errol again, the pair of pink fists might fall on his own head.

"Well, Errol Weasley has proven that she is indeed capable of defeating the fire dragon. I misunderstood the Weasley Dragon Farm. I think my score should be changed."

Karkaroff said, humiliatingly changing the rating again, from 7 to 9.

"Although there is nothing wrong with Errol Weasley's performance, I think she still has room for improvement, so I deducted a point because I am afraid she will be too proud."

Durmstrang's students were completely speechless about their principal, and many even thought of transferring to another school.

"Okay, although there are some hiccups, it doesn't matter,"

Ludo Bagman said,

"All the judges have finished scoring. Errol Weasley scored a high score of 49 points in the first test! Let us congratulate her!"

There was thunderous cheers on the field.

The Weasley cubs stood up excitedly and left their seats.

"Ron, where are you going?"

Ron smiled and said loudly: "Let's go find Errol! She is simply amazing!"

Fred smiled and said: "If we didn't have to be a referee, I think Dad would go with us!"

Harry also wanted to go, but after thinking about it, he sat down again. He wanted to see the strength of the other two warriors.

As for meeting Errol, he could do so at any time, so why hang out with her siblings at this time? This is their "family moment."

"Ron, wait for me! I'm going too!"

The person who spoke was Neville, and Harry looked at the strong young man standing next to him in surprise.

"Neville..."

Harry didn't have time to stop Neville and watched him run towards the contestants' tent, then shook his head slightly.

Living with Snape for a month during the summer vacation had a huge impact on him. He felt that he had not become like Snape, but that he had matured.

"Huh? This is...?"

Harry noticed something left on Neville's seat;

Taking a closer look, it was Neville's memory ball that never left his body.

The memory ball was very clear at this moment, and it seemed that Neville had not forgotten anything.

Harry smiled. Neville even pulled down the memory ball. Why didn't he forget something?

He reached out and picked up the memory ball, preparing to hand it back to Neville later.

But the next moment, Harry felt a hook hook around his belly button, pulling him into a twisted space...

"Whoosh!"

Hermione: "Harry, they are all going to find Errol, let's go too,"

The academic girl turned her head, only to find that Harry was missing.

"Tsk, both of them are like this,"

She complained, stood up, and walked towards the contestants' tent.

"When did Harry leave and why didn't I notice?"

At this moment, the stadium stands were lively. People were cheering for Errol's performance. In the noisy environment, no one noticed——

Harry Potter is lost.

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……

Harry felt like he was kicked out, but fortunately it was not the first time he used the portkey. He adjusted his posture while in the air and chose to land on his butt.

"Ouch!"

Facts have proved that the buttocks-flat-sand-falling-goose pose is a secret skill of the Qingcheng School. If you imitate it rashly, you will still be injured. Harry was covering his buttocks at this moment, as if his buttocks had been broken into four pieces.

He looked around.

This is a bedroom in an old house.

The room has a bed, two wardrobes and a dressing table.

An elderly female wizard's robe was thrown on the bed. It seemed that the hostess had just changed out of the robe a moment ago.

Only the dust accumulated in the room showed that no one had entered this room for some days.

Harry heard someone approaching in the corridor outside, and the old wooden floorboards creaked.

As soon as the door opened, Harry fired Expelliarmus - under Snape's special training, Harry had a stronger self-protection ability than the original.

The man who opened the door was accidentally hit by Harry and fell out. At the same time, his wand also fell to the ground.

"No, no, no, Harry, don't do it, it's me!"

The man knocked down by Harry raised his hands above his head and waved repeatedly.

"Peter Pettigrew?"

The man is indeed Peter Pettigrew, but compared to before, almost all the hair on his head has fallen out, he is thinner, and his lewdness is a bit heavier.

"It's me, Harry! It's me!"

Peter Pettigrew shrank his neck,

"We are all old acquaintances, so there is no need to be so tense, right?"

Harry remained unmoved and tightened his grip on the wand.

"Tell me, why did you drag me here..."

Harry rolled his eyes and fainted.

Behind him, a black mist rose from the floor.

"Peter, you loser,"

Black mist said,

"Even a little wizard can defeat you!"

Peter Pettigrew jumped up and bowed his head respectfully.

"Master, I was attacked by Harry Potter. Actually, I..."

"No more nonsense,"

Voldemort said,

"Did you get my father's ashes back that I asked you to dig up?"

"Bring it back, Master."

"Very well, let's start preparing for the ceremony."

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Outside the contestants' tent.

"Ello, you are amazing!"

Hermione hugged Miss Owl. She hadn't hugged Errol like this in two years, and the feeling was particularly missed - oh, Errol has grown taller again.

"Hermione, let her go."

Ginny said,

"Erol just went through a big battle and she needs to rest."

Gemini, who had always doted on his sister, retorted:

"Oh, Ginny, we don't think it's a big battle. Errol beats the fire dragon, just like we catch the gnomes in the garden!"

Fleur Delacour walked out of the tent, because just now, the arena had been cleared and the second fire dragon had been placed. The whistle sounded and it was her turn to enter the arena.

Errol broke away from Hermione's arms and waved to Fleur.

"Sister Furong, come on!"

Fleur forced a smile, looked at the pile of red hair with envy, then turned and walked towards the arena.

Hermione suddenly asked: "By the way, Errol, have you seen Harry and Neville?"

Errol shook her head, "I didn't see them, they didn't come over, what's wrong?"

Hermione looked confused: "Neville and Harry both said they were coming to find you. I was the last to leave the stand. I'm already here. Where did they go?"

Errol was stunned.

Recalling the abnormality on Neville before, Errol frowned.

"Brother Ron, don't move. I'll test it."

"Ah? What's the test? Errol?"

Errol didn't answer, and a light flashed on her stupid hair - [soul out of body].

Ron had a happy smile on his face, but Errol's face became more serious.

No wonder I felt that the weird thread of reality on Neville looked familiar. It turned out to be the effect of the Imperius Curse!

Oops, that was careless.