Harder Aurora

Blinking his right eye provocatively, he easily hugged Gabriel and left.

"Do you believe he can repair the relationship with Mr. Malfoy?" Astoria squinted at Neville, who shook his head firmly.

Harry walked back to the hospital wing with Gabriel in his arms, only to realize he had forgotten something very important.

"Mr. Potter, you know, I will definitely write to Ellie." Charles half leaned on the pillow, holding a book in his hand, and said happily to him.

"Madame Pomfrey!" Harry yelled in the direction of the office, turning his head, "You're overthinking, kid."

"Really?" Charles said perfunctorily.

Harry put Gabrielle on a hospital bed at random, "undisciplined."

"Excuse me, are you referring to me?"

"Yes, young master."

Charles snapped the book shut, sat up and changed back into his school uniform, "You're so annoying, I don't want to talk to you."

"By the way, bring Albus's schoolbag to him." Harry pointed to the schoolbag he put on the bed. As for the photo, he had stuffed it back into the schoolbag in order not to startle the enemy.

Charles paused for a moment before tying his shoelaces, and said, "Okay."

When he reached the corridor, Charles breathed a sigh of relief, quickly took out the photo, and stuffed it back into his schoolbag. Why is he always so unlucky?Charles sighed dejectedly.

☆, the first project

Gabriel was half-sitting on the hospital bed, carefully braiding Agathe's hair who was sitting beside the bed. The loose blond hair was twisted into strands and hung neatly behind her head.

"Agathe, are you ready?" Gabriel fastened her waist belt, which was made of the finest dragon skin and fit snugly around her waist, so that at least she could avoid being caught by her own robe. Stumble and die.

"I'm fine." Agathe took a deep breath, "Can't you really go?"

"No, Madam Pomfrey said that my Veela bloodline might have an effect on those magical creatures with a long history..."

"bloodyhell" Agathe widened his eyes suffocatingly.

"Don't swear." Gabriel narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Pay attention to your upbringing, Miss Conronis."

"I also have Veela blood." Agathe's face became increasingly ugly, "Why has no one mentioned this to me, especially Brady Young...very good, he did it on purpose."

"...Merlin, I haven't thought about this question either."

Agathe said as calmly as possible, "It doesn't matter, I buried a lot of Galleons in the garden of Les Les Manors—"

"Oh, shut up. I'm not interested in your Garen, there's still a little time now, you have to go to Madam Pomfrey or Mr. Potter and let them help you."

Agathe was about to respond, but at this time someone hurried in to find someone, "Miss Conlonis," Qiu finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the intact Beauxbaton warrior, "You're going to be late, hurry up I'll come over."

"What, no!" Gabriel grabbed her sister's arm, "You don't understand, Cho, there's an emergency—"

Qiu rolled his eyes, "I only know that if Koronis doesn't show up, it will turn into an emergency. Follow me."

Her tone could not be refuted, and Agathe had no choice but to wave his hand at Gabriel, holding the robe and following Qiu's fast pace.

Gabriel lay back on the bed helplessly, "I should really steal some Felicity Potion..."

The venue for the competition was far away from the castle. Although the students set off early in the morning, they were stuck on the rugged mountain road and moved inch by inch.

Amber silently followed the Gryffindors over a rocky slope, she looked a little absent-minded, her lips were very pale, without the original vividness and plumpness.Suddenly, Amber was slipped by the moss on the stone. She took a breath and almost fell directly on the sharp rock. Fortunately, someone caught her.

"Thank you..." She thanked in a trance, with a few strands of hair sticking to her cheeks wetly.

"Watch the road carefully." James said impatiently.

Her pupils narrowed slightly, and then returned to their original dilated state.She nodded with a smile, pulled out the arm caught by James, and slowly climbed up with her companion's hand.

"What's wrong with her?" Ewan winked at James with a smile, "The goddess of Gryffindor doesn't seem to revolve around you anymore."

"When did she try to hang around me?" James asked sincerely.

Adrian Weasley caught up from behind, put his arm around James' shoulder and said with a smile, "Of course not, my dear."

"God, you are all blind." Allen gave them an unhappy look.

"I'm not blind, James is, he's still genetic." Adrian ruffled James' already messy black hair.

"It's getting more and more difficult to understand what you're saying." James pushed his hand away annoyed, "Also, don't mess with my hair all the time."

"Be careful with your step!" The Slytherin team in front was not much better than theirs, and Sterling's voice was almost hoarse, "Also, what are you holding?"

"Relax, Bazel, it's just some flags cheering for the warriors." Isabel proudly swung the light blue ribbon in front of her boyfriend.

"...Do you think I'm a fool? This is Beauxbaton's flag." Sterling's face was livid, and he pulled the flag away from her hand. "And yours, take them here!"

"Are we going to cheer for Potter?" Isabel stood in the middle of the narrow road with her arms folded, and the people behind were blocked.

"What you have to do is to cheer for Hogwarts." He taught with a dark face.

Seeing the Slytherins reluctantly handing over Beauxbaton's flag and streamer one by one, Adrian's eyes widened in surprise, "I finally understand why McGonagall gives him the prefect badge every year."

"Hey! The ones in front, don't stop in the middle!" Someone shouted from the right, probably the seniors in Durmstrang were getting impatient.

Connor pouted contemptuously, "A group of orangutans."

"My God, the description is too precise." Dominic peeked back mockingly.

Sure enough, the mountain road behind was crowded with people, their school uniforms were particularly conspicuous, and you could see where they were standing at once.

"...The color of their blouses is too ugly." Charles was pale, weak, and commented weakly.

"Walker!" Sterling, who was checking the number of people, frowned and stopped Charles, "Are you sure you're okay?"

"It couldn't be better." Charles rolled his eyes at him.

"Charles, you look really haggard," Dominic said thoughtfully.

With huge dark circles under his eyes, Charles looked at him distrustfully, "Madame Pomfrey said just eat more chocolate."

"You won't faint halfway, right? I can't hold you back. I think we're going to fall together." Dominique pointed tremblingly at the rugged rock next to it. Below is the gloomy Black Lake. Mermaids can eat people."

"Yes, it also eats people without brains, so you will definitely be eaten."

"Boys, we're here." Isabel cheered.

It was a huge egg-shaped site built along the valley. The faint roar of dragons echoed on the mountain wall, and even the black lake below seemed very small.

Charles looked at the site built of old wooden frames with distaste, "This thing will collapse."

"It's built by magic, it's absolutely safe." James didn't know when he walked into the crowd of Slytherins, and suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost.

Charles was so startled by him that he staggered and almost slipped.

"Hey! Are you murdering?" Erilo, who was tripped by Charles and almost fell head-on on the rock, roared angrily.

"Get out." Charles subconsciously pushed the black-haired boy away.

"Be nice, Charles, we'll spend more time together in the future." James whispered in his ear.

"...", I was going to die of anger, Charles had a stiff smirk on his face, and he was already screaming in his heart, "Let's talk about it later.", he whispered through gritted teeth.

James' bright green eyes narrowed triumphantly. "Of course, bro."

Dominic stared at his good roommate with wide eyes, "Since when did you get along so well?"

"Illusion," Charles said, pulling his hood on, "forget about this ridiculous illusion."

"Warriors, are you ready?" A gray-haired wizard held a mysterious island cloth bag with a smile. He was wearing a pointed and tall hat and a gray velvet robe. He probably hadn't washed it for many years. Like a musty blanket, McGonagall and Snape, as well as several high-ranking Ministry officials, looked at the bag nervously.

Brady nodded solemnly, and Albus and Agathe exchanged a flustered look before whispering "yes"

Harry and Ron stayed out of the tent, and Harry, as Albus' father, had to avoid suspicion, although everyone knew that it didn't work.

"Come?" Ron handed Harry a cigarette, with one in his mouth.

Harry waved his hand, "No, thank you, I won't tell Hermione, don't worry."

"You actually let the old man Nick come here. You don't even know how he and Malfoy worked together to smuggle magic medicinal materials." Ron lifted up a corner of the tent, glanced at it, and let it go with disdain.

"The most useful thing I've learned over the years is to be blind." Harry chuckled lightly and took the cigarette, "Thanks."

"Oh, you're welcome, and I won't tell your boyfriend either."

"Whatever, if he believes in you, the world will be destroyed"

Qiu crossed his arms in displeasure, "Can't you guys talk about something useful? Like the manic Chinese fireball dragon? Like the replaced Boggart?"

"I have no clue." Speaking of this, Ron's face became extremely gloomy. "When the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom was almost unlocked, everyone could come in and out at any time. The original Boggart hasn't been found yet. There is indeed one less dementor on the edge of the castle. The most terrifying thing is that I don't know who can imprison the magic power of a dementor. That person has very cleverly controlled his patron saint, which doesn't require much magic power , but requires extreme imagination and skill."

"Can you find out what Patronus that is?" Harry asked in a deep voice.

"This is the most paradoxical thing. That is the shapeless Patronus. He has not yet mastered the Patronus Charm. The number of students at this stage is the largest. After all, students who can summon a real Patronus are still very rare."

Harry sighed, "At least Albus can be ruled out, he didn't do this."

Cho spoke suddenly, "Although I understand your thoughts, Harry, I don't think you should doubt Albus."

Ron weakly answered for Harry, "Unlike Harry, what I have learned over the years is evidence."

"Gryffindor can also talk about evidence? Don't your intuition prevail over everything?" Qiu Tiao laughed.

"My dear lady, you are talking about a little troll in his teens. Although Harry and I are both young and handsome, don't forget that we are already middle-aged men." Ron spit out pretending to be cool Taking a puff of smoke, Qiu also had to admit that his pretentiousness was very successful.

"Wait a minute, dementors never go beyond the boundaries I drew, can I check to see if anyone has ever broken into the Forbidden Forest?" Harry interrupted the two men's immoral and boring flirtation, trying to get the topic back on track.

"What are you kidding, Harry?" Ron puffed out another puff of his cigarette, half of which burned quickly, "We were able to break into the Forbidden Forest in our first year, and it was Dumbledore's line back then. "

"You never told me?" Qiu looked at Harry in surprise and anger, Merlin's lice, she was Harry Potter's first girlfriend.

Harry spread his hands innocently, "What, isn't this something that everyone knows? Legends like Dumbledore's golden boy, I thought you had already memorized my experience fluently."

"That's enough, weird megalomaniac." Qiu didn't bother to talk to them anymore, and opened the tent and went in.

"The youngest will be drawn first." Director Nick beckoned to Albus, while tremblingly opening the black cloth bag, Snape rolled his eyes impatiently.

Albus took a deep breath, and with his hand in his pocket, according to Professor Snape's instructions, he crushed a small glass ball only half the size of a fingertip, and the blood of the Welsh green dragon cub was so sticky in his hands.

Everyone held their breath, watching his hand with a leather wristband slowly sinking into the bag without blinking.

"Hiss—" Albus frowned quickly, it was too hot, he grabbed a small thing that was biting his fingertips hard, and pulled it out.

"The Welsh Green Dragon! Good luck, Mr. Potter." Director Nick looked happier than McGonagall, showing a big gold tooth towards Albus.

"...Thank you, Mr. Nick." Albus breathed a sigh of relief, and took a few steps back to Snape, who patted him on the back unobtrusively.

"Next..."

"Brady." Durmstrang's headmaster, Kokki, stared menacingly at Director Nick's cloudy eyes with a pair of eagle eyes. McGonagall frowned disapprovingly, but finally acquiesced.

"Very good." Nick licked his dry lips and waved to Brady, "Brady, dear boy, come here."

Brady's choice also determines Agathe's choice. The Welsh Green Dragon with the mildest temper has already been drawn by Albus, and the rest are the Irish Spiny Dragon and the Chinese Fireball Dragon.Agathe clasped his hands and stood on tiptoe to see what he had drawn, Merlin, please, give Brady the Chinese Fireball Dragon.

"Oh—Mr. Brady has the Irish Spike!"

Well, she's dead.

The adults looked at her sympathetically, and one Muggle-born official even drew a cross on his chest.

As for the off-site, the students had just found their seats, and they had to grab the seats to hang their school's flags.Girls from Beauxbatons are always favored by boys. They are the first to find a good place to hang their flags. In the center of the flags are embroidered a few beautiful Pegasus with golden thread, shining charming golden light.

"No, Ravenclaw's nerds can't compete with Durmstrang's bully." Allen lay on the side of the railing, holding binoculars in both hands, watching the dispute between the two groups of people, one brown and one blue, with interest. Of course, he also had other ideas, but he couldn't find Amber after scanning around, so he could only focus on Ravenclaw boringly.

"Hi, Alan."

Allen turned his head, almost screaming in surprise, and Amber was standing in front of him holding the hand of a Hufflepuff girl.

"Are you looking for James, Miss Field—" What the hell is that? "Oh, do you need a telescope? You can use mine."

"No, thank you." Amber smiled and pushed her female companion forward, "This is Billie Cuifu, and she wants to give you something."

"...", Allen looked at James for help, but he looked like he was watching a show. Allen had no choice but to bite the bullet and deal with it by himself.

"Alan! This... Please accept this badge." Cui Wei nervously handed him a blue badge. The eagle carved on it could still move, showing its silver-blue feathers majestically.

"Thank you." Allen took the gift stiffly, and bowed slightly to thank the girl in embarrassment.

Amber smiled sweetly. She straightened her back and walked up to James, handing him an identical badge, "Thank you for helping me just now."

The atmosphere became even more awkward now, Alan's eyes almost burst into flames, and the others were even more afraid to speak.

This time it was James' turn to look at Allen for help, and of course he got a blank stare.

James bit the bullet and took it, "Thank you, it's beautiful."

Amber nodded in satisfaction, and she stretched out her hand to Cui Fu, "Billie, let's go."

James and Allen looked at each other.

Eventually James gave in, and he handed the Amber badge to Allen, "Let's trade it, buddy."

Allen's face looked better now, and the two happily exchanged the girls' gifts, which were pinned to their chest ties.

"Everyone—" Although Nick used a loud voice, he was still a little weak, "A grand event in the wizarding world! Eternal glory!"

McGonagall said impatiently beside him, "Talk about business."

"Oh yes, Minerva."

The students burst into laughter, and Mag helped his forehead helplessly.

"Which warrior can be the first to obtain the bell on the dragon's neck?"

McGonagall pushed him aside, pulled out his wand and shouted, "The warrior from Durmstrang——Brady Young!"

The boys of Durmstrang cheered and waved vigorously their brown banner embroidered with a giant bear.

Holding the binoculars, Charles kept asking Dominic questions, "Is it really a dragon? Isn't it a dinosaur specimen? God, how much money can I make if this is shipped back."

Dominic took down the binoculars and said in disbelief, "You want to steal a dragon? Don't do it, you will be sent to Azkaban."

"really?"

"Yes, you will definitely be sent to Azkaban."

Brady's heart was far from being as calm as he appeared on the surface. In fact, his palms were already sweating, and the leather on his wrist was almost soaked. Fortunately, he had always had great strength, otherwise he might not be able to hold his wand steadily.

Principal Kirkchi said that he had watched the last Triwizard Tournament, that is, the time when a Hogwarts student died inexplicably in the maze.His headmaster said that the dead Hufflepuff was the best warrior he had ever seen in his 100+ years of life, Potter did win the Goblet of Fire, but he was still too young, far from Cedric's composure .

It's a pity that not everyone can learn to be calm, at least he can't, but Agathe and Albus are probably more flustered, maybe he can really bring the Goblet of Fire back to Germany.

Brady climbed carefully onto a half-man-high rock and looked around, but couldn't spot his Irish spiny dragon.

How did it happen.Brady clenched his wand even tighter. Sure enough, it wouldn't be that simple.

Dominique pulled the binoculars to the maximum, and he didn't find any creatures in the field except Brady, "There really is nothing, the so-called Irish spinosaur is not just a lizard, is it Durmstrang?" His luck was too good."

A bunch of information dinged into Charles's mind: "The Irish Thornosaurus is basically brown-gray, with hard and uneven skin. As long as it wants to hide, it looks basically the same as a real rock."

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that his partners were all looking at him strangely.

"what?"

"When did you become the weird know-it-all?"

"I do not have--"

Suddenly there was a huge explosion in the arena, and a 4-person-high boulder in the middle was blasted by Brady's spell, and many of the rubble produced by the blast even bounced into the audience, causing a burst of screaming.It seems that he also realized the characteristics of the Irish Thornosaurus, and began to try to dig out the hide-and-seek dragon, but unfortunately he chose the wrong one this time.

"Merlin, he looks so embarrassed." James looked happily at the German man standing blankly among the rocks, and he blasted a few more rocks angrily, but he still didn't even see a dragon's thorn.

"Are there really dragons in there? Or a demonstration of the Durmstrang Blasting Charm?"

"Damn it." Brady was sweating, and he couldn't even maintain his superficial calm. He only hoped that he didn't look like the two short rookies in the tent now.

He frowned and looked around, not letting go of a blade of grass, but apart from the noisy students in the auditorium, there was only silent gravel.

But there was one student who was different, too different in the midst of the tumultuous crowd, her face hidden by a Ravenclaw flag, watching him quietly.

Then, out of sight of everyone, she held out a finger to Brady in a downward gesture.

Although Brady had no clue about the identity or intentions of the faceless Hogwarts girl, he understood her immediately.

Panting, looking down at where he was standing, he drew his wand, and stuck it in hard.

☆、Avada Kedavra

The moment the stone under Brady's feet was pierced by his wand, it became strangely less hard.The originally inconspicuous stone suddenly shook violently, and Brady lost his balance and was directly thrown down.

Brady was lying on his back on the ground, his head dizzy for a while, and he couldn't stand up for a while. The Irish thorn dragon is not easy to deal with in the legend, is it?He was really starting to envy Potter's backstage.

The huge brown-gray dragon spread its wings in front of him, it was so damn huge, so close that you could see the Christmas bells tied around the dragon's neck, Merlin's beard, Christmas bells!No time to think about what kind of person's brain is so abnormal, Brady got up with a strong desire to survive. Although his posture was a bit awkward, surviving was the most important thing.As soon as he ran away, the strong and powerful wings of the thorn dragon smashed hard on the place where he was lying just now, making a big hole.

Ginny looked in disbelief at the two men who were smoking and chatting outside the tent, one was her brother, the other was her ex-husband, which was fine, both of whom she could yell at, "Albus is going to the hospital soon." Wing - or worse, into the Potter family graveyard, and you're still smoking here? Also, I never knew you could smoke, Harry," she growled angrily, and she didn't even have hair in her hair in the panic. She took care of it, and her long red hair was rarely messy on her shoulders.

Harry habitually hid the cigarette behind his back, "I can't go in either, given my status, Ginny. Well, although everyone understands that kind of cheating, it's not good to be too obvious."

"Oh, really?" Ginny sneered, "why Albus was chosen inexplicably, and you, Harry Potter, Albus' father, haven't given me an explanation until now."

"Asyouknow, sister", Ron stretched out his arms and hugged her, "Maybe it's some kind of unlucky inheritance..."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Ginny said grimly.

"Listen, sister..."

"You, shut up!", Ginny turned to Harry, "You explain, Albus' father, Hermione told me your scar hurts again."

"I haven't really understood this matter until now," Harry frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose, "The only thing I can promise you is that I will protect Albus with my life."

With Harry's promise, Ginny couldn't ask any more questions. Given their past experiences, it would be a ghost if Harry Potter didn't have any secrets.

"Mark your words." Ginny felt a little cold, and wrapped her coat a little tighter, "So can I go in and see Albus?"

"Of course, you are not from the Ministry of Magic."

"fxxkmylife" Ginny rolled her eyes at them.

As soon as Ginny entered, she saw Albus and Agathe huddled together, peeking through the gap in the tent, "Albus!"

"Mother!" Albus threw himself into her arms in surprise.

"Durmstrang's Champion - Jan! Got his bell!"

When Harry and Ron had just walked to the teacher's bench, Brady had already finished the game. Of course, few of the stones on the field were intact. He simply and rudely blew up the Irish Thorn Dragon.

"——horrible treatment costs, Lucius will definitely kill me." Harry looked around for Astoria with a guilty conscience. She was arguing with Qiu underground for some reason. Harry breathed a brief sigh of relief at the thought of trying to trouble him.

The audience suddenly cheered louder and Harry swallowed nervously that it was Albus' turn.

Snape's face was still ugly, but he said comforting words to him for the first time, "Relax, Potter, he's much better than you were back then."

"Thank you!" Harry looked at him in surprise.

From a distance, Albus was really too small, and Harry began to recall what he was doing when he was 13 years old.Being frightened by dementors, fighting Malfoy, trying everything - well, that's not what it means.Harry's thoughts quickly drifted to London, where his brain took a short rest, and he came back to reality again. He would bury Voldemort in the grave of his crazy mother. Together, Harry thought wickedly.

The Welsh Green Dragon is indeed not too fierce, but just like its name, Albus suppressed the feeling of vomiting and looked nervously at the sticky and fuzzy shit green skin...

James couldn't help putting down the binoculars, "Poor Albus, ugh—"

The green dragon's speed was very fast, and not long after the time passed, Albus's body was covered with that foul-smelling slime. "The mucus is poisonous..." Albus cast a bubble head curse on himself with a livid face, and finally he was able to breathe briefly.

"Dude, this is too obvious cheating, head-bubble curse? No normal person would think of it." Ron laughed and put his arm on Harry's shoulder.

"It's really not my fault." Harry pointed to Snape's straight back mysteriously. Even McGonagall began to peek at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, while Durmstrang and Brown Sparton's headmaster looked about to lose his temper.

Ginny also came up and sat on the other side of him, "This is an unfair world."

Harry put his arms around her waist habitually, "If Albus is as old as them, it would be more appropriate to discuss the issue of injustice."

Ginny shot him a sideways look, "Take your hand away, my brother is going to beat you up."

Harry turned his head, and Ron did show him his fist.

Ginny looked at his ex-husband in disbelief. Something seemed different. When Potter was her husband, he was the world's most bitter, bitter, tasteless, unkind savior. Now... magically, he was Harry again.

Could it be that he finally had a schizophrenia?

Startled, Ginny put her arms around his waist. The wind on the mountainside was so strong that it blew her long hair into Harry's face, and they looked as close as ever.

Harry looked at her strangely, "What's wrong with you, are you too nervous? It's okay, trust Professor Snape, trust me."

Ron watched coldly.Ginny felt her brother's unusual gaze, and drew back her arms hesitantly, there was a secret.

Albus was slipped by the slime on the stone, and fell hard on the gravel, nearly knocking his stomach out.He felt the wind in the back of his head, and knowing that the dragon was about to crush his head, he quickly rolled away.

The stone next to his head exploded, throwing ashes all over his face.

Trembling, James threw the telescope to Allen, who dared not look at it.

Ginny gasped and hugged Harry directly.Ron sighed heavily, but it was too noisy around and no one could hear him.

Albus tried his best to crawl forward, but a heavy paw stepped on his back, "Ahem...".Albus stared dazedly at the dark red blood stains, probably with broken ribs.

The back loosened, and it moved its claws away. Albus seized the opportunity to turn around and lie on his back, and saw the Welsh green dragon flying more than ten meters above the ground, with its claws stretching forward, as if to catch him and fly into the sky , and then throw him to death.

This is also normal, in line with its nature.Albus pulled out his wand tremblingly. What did Professor Snape say?Oh, he remembered, there is no need to run away this time.

Ginny grabbed Harry by the collar and yelled, "Damn it, go save him!"

"Getting ready." Harry's face was pale, his wand was tightly gripped in his hand.

"—Quickly imprison!" Albus yelled as the Welsh Green dragon approached swiftly.

"Well done, Albus!" Ron roared suddenly, throwing the cigarette out of his hand.

Harry felt that his hand was too heavy to hold the wand, and Albus had put the dragon down at some point, and was all slimy, trying to dig the bell out of the slime.

Snape looked at the shocked professors suspiciously, "Just one binding spell is enough, isn't it difficult?"

Sure enough, the poor Welsh green dragon was entangled in its wings and claws by a long rope, lying on the ground and howling unwillingly, Albus pulled up his sleeves, and groped around that long, slippery neck.

"Mr. Porter did an excellent job! It's a pity that Durmstrang's warriors took even less time—"

Ginny screamed and ran into the arena, Harry leaned back in his chair, that's all?He thought it wouldn't be enough without sending a few people to St. Mungo's and blowing up half the school.

Snape obviously had the same doubts, and he and Harry exchanged a grateful and confused look.

Albus lifted the bell up, his heart beating hard, and he vaguely heard Ginny calling his name before being pulled into familiar arms.

Good, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Albus!" Ginny shook him in horror.

"Stop shaking, ma'am." Madam Pomfrey said lovingly, "If you shake again, something will really happen."

Harry followed suit, pulling her aside, "Relax and take a deep breath."

Suddenly, a sharp and long howl came from the ground, accompanied by a slight vibration of the ground.

With tears in his eyes, Agathe handed the suicide note into Qiu's hand and walked out with his head raised.

Kokchi looked at the worried Mrs. Maxim with a sneer, "Don't worry now, dear Maxim, the Hungarian Horntail has three chains around its neck."

"I forgot one important thing." Madame Maxime sighed in despair. "Poor Agathe."

The Hungarian Horntail frenziedly pulled the iron chain, flapping its huge wings indiscriminately, and the students who sat lower were hit by gravel in the face.

Agathe held his breath and moved close to the high wall of the arena, praying that he would not be discovered so soon.

The Hungarian Horntail stopped suddenly. It stretched its neck and moved its nostrils, as if it smelled something.

Suddenly, it frantically swung its neck, and the three iron chains were pulled taut all of a sudden, and then simultaneously cracked and disconnected.

"Ah—" Agathe screamed to avoid a scorching fireball, and the place hit by the fireball instantly turned into scorched earth.

The Hungarian Horntail swooped towards the fleeing girl, and the strong wind from its wings almost blew the auditorium aside, and the students sitting on it screamed to avoid it.

Agathe's waist hurt, and she was swept by the hard tail of the Hungarian Horntail. She hit the wooden board of the auditorium heavily and fell powerlessly.

"Torn apart! There are many obstacles!" Agathe cast spells on the Horntail continuously, but the bright blue spell hit the Horntail's thick and hard scales without any effect at all.

"Play with me, this unfair world." Agathe put the braids in his mouth, dragged his sprained right foot, and nimbly avoided several fireballs.

"I have to say that Koronis is much more flexible than the two boys." Allen commented fascinatedly, everyone has a love for beauty, and Agathe is indeed more beautiful than Amber.Thinking of Amber, he smiled sweetly and touched the Ravenclaw badge on his chest.

Agathe tried to imitate Albus, using the binding spell when the hornet swooped.The long rope briefly wrapped around the dragon's body.Agathe breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the ashes off his face, and limped towards the bound hornet.

"Wow, Kronis succeeded. Although she was the last to complete the task, this was the most difficult one—"

"What's wrong?" James, who was still worried about the twin brothers, heard the unusual exclamation of the crowd, and quickly leaned on the railing.

When the girl approached, the Horntail suddenly went into a riot, and the rope on its body broke into pieces.It sprayed a fireball towards the approaching humans. The fireball was so powerful that even at the height of James, he could feel the steaming heat. Agathe was blown away by the heat wave, and his clothes and hair were burnt black. heavily