Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

The Welsh green dragon raised its claws and slapped Cedric hard.

The latter was blown away like a cannonball, and fractures were inevitable - not the possibility, but the number.

Although from the spell that Cedric just chanted, it can be seen that Harry is not the only one who has made efforts to deal with dragons...

But what is the purpose of this tactical spell that angers the fire dragon...

Do you want the fire dragon to lose its mind and be unable to calmly judge the pros and cons?

Anriel said he couldn't understand.

It's all his own fault... As long as they are not dead, they are not under his supervision.

Now looking at it this way, it seems that the two members of Durmstrang are more suitable -

There are dangers all around, but no one can get hurt.

The other one was courting death and put himself in danger, which was enough to kill him, but Anriel saved his life.

No way, no way, you don't really think Anriel will keep him safe?

Anriel simply turned him from a charred corpse into a disabled person with severe burns all over his body.

Cedric had broken bones all over his body, and Krum had severe burns all over his body.

I guess these two won’t be able to play in the next game.

It seems that the next game will focus on Beauxbatons...

Anriel smiled softly outside the court.

The game isn't over yet, but there's nothing much to watch in this round——

Harry broke his arm and was still in the pit, alone with his grief.

Mainly, I feel sorry for Firebolt.

Anriel guessed that he would go to Dumbledore, and then Dumbledore would make Karkaroff pay for it.

No matter what Karkaroff's attitude is, the money can definitely be recovered.

Now Carmen is the only healthy person left in the room.

As expected by everyone, a few minutes later, this "acrobatic" who usually keeps a low profile and stood intact to the end of the game snatched the golden scale from the Welsh green dragon's mouth and successfully won the game.

In the audience, cheers and applause were like thunder and overwhelming.

How could the students have ever seen such a scene?

Confrontation, performance, artistry, danger...it's all at its best.

Mouth melon! Even if I die, it's worth the price of the fare!

Oh, no, they didn't buy tickets.

Anyway, judging from the situation, the second game seems...

Carmen (+Hungarian Horntail) VS Beauxbatons Women's Team?

Anriel touched his chin and found it quite interesting.

Now we can start thinking about who will be seriously injured.

Is it Fleur? Or is it Sophenny?

There is no such thing as pity for women. They are neither An Ruier's fragrance nor An Ruier's jade...

What's more, there is a language barrier, and Anriel is too lazy to learn a new language...

The memory of his death in his previous life has begun to attack him, and he doesn't want to endure the fourth and sixth levels again-

No matter how big the gap is between French and English, he doesn't want to learn it.

What's more, Old English can probably be used in the European wizarding world, so there is no need to learn French alone.

Okay, that’s a bit off topic…

As Bagman roared the end of the first game, the emergency team outside the field rushed over to rescue the three injured.

Krum was the worst injured.

Because... in fact, Cedric was blown away by the strong airflow caused by the dragon claw, not hit by the dragon claw.

The extent of his injuries was equivalent to jumping backwards from the third floor and taking a series of remedial measures in the process -

It's probably very miserable, but not that miserable.

In comparison, Harry, who only injured one arm, looked much better.

It was just that seeing the Firebolt being burned in front of him caused some mental trauma.

It's over. I'm going to hate Krum...

Anriel covered his mouth and laughed secretly. He settled the three fire dragons on behalf of the dragon trainers and checked the status of two of them.

It’s very convenient to get on the court next time.

Anriel glanced at the tent being prepared.

He didn't know if Fleur had seen the match just now, but whether she had seen it or not, she should have been able to hear Bagman's commentary...

As long as it was just enough to make him cry, Anriel felt that he could accept it.

I don't blame anyone else, this game is just too exciting...

Anyone would be confused——

What? I hit a hornet? Really?

Anriel thought this was unnecessary:

Since you can't resist, just start fighting. It's not shameful.

Oh no, shame on Krum.

This game was truly shameful and disgraceful.

How do you say that? An international star is defended by an amateur student player?

Putting aside the facts and objective factors, do you think it is shameful?

Rita Skeeter didn't care whether the competition between Cedric and Krum was about technology and flying skills. She only knew that Krum was killed in a one-for-one exchange by an ordinary Hogwarts player.

If nothing unexpected happens, the front page of the Daily Prophet tomorrow will be about Krum's incident, if not the first round of the Triwizard Tournament (three games).

The one who gained the most fame throughout the game was Carmen.

This is why Skeeter prefers to belittle others. If this woman had this intention, she could have used an article to elevate Carmen to a level far beyond other warriors...

But Anriel guessed that Carmen might not be willing to do so.

He could see that this guy was just a complete loser, he would hide as long as he could -

This is the kind of person who hides a dagger behind a smiling face.

The key point is, only heaven and himself know who this hidden knife is going to stab.

Fortunately, Carmen's mental state seems to be stable, otherwise neither Tianhe nor he himself would know who he was going to stab with that knife...

"How do you feel? Do you need a rest?"

Anriel asked casually as he looked at Carmen, who was walking towards him with a smile on her face and a piece of golden dragon scale in each hand.

"Hey, can we still take a break?"

Carmen seemed surprised.

"I thought the purpose of the bye and winner-takes-all format was to create a round-robin system that would wear down the strength of the strongest."

Anriel was happy:

"You're right to think so, but are you exhausted in this game?"

"It's not big."

Carmen's smile was genuine and happy.

"That's right, then this rule doesn't apply to you."

Anriel nodded.

"Also, you have to figure out the secret of the golden dragon scale yourself. I won't explain it to you. Also, since this thing was made by me...

So as long as I don’t tell you, no one will know where the key information is except for those who figure it out themselves.”

Anriel gave a friendly reminder.

"Okay, I know."

Carmen responded briskly, her limbs seeming to twitch comically.

Looks a bit like...

clown?

Quite strange.

Anriel was cautious and planned to get to know the old butler he brought with him and his younger brother who looked to be eight or nine years old after the first project was completed.