"Okay, you all got it!" Bagman said after seeing all the players present drawing their lots, "You all got the fire dragon you are about to face, and the number on its neck is for you to deal with the fire dragon.
Sequence, do you understand? Okay, I'm going to leave you for a moment now, because I want to explain it to the audience. Harry, you are the first one, you walked into the field as soon as you heard the whistle, do you understand?
So before the game, Harry, I want to say a few words to you. Everyone else is getting ready here. Harry, come with me outside."
Sure enough, Bagman, the gambler, has opened the market again. I hope he won't lose his old capital this time.
After a while, a whistle sounded in the distance. Then Fleur walked out and passed Harry who came in at the door.
"Why does Bagman want to help me?" Harry asked in a low voice as he leaned next to Ryan with some curiosity.
"First, you are very famous and everyone is paying attention to you. Second, as far as I know, Bagman lost a lot of money in the last Quidditch World Cup, and yours in this Triwizard Tournament is
The odds are very high." Ryan also answered Harry's question in a low voice. After speaking, the two of them sat there again and listened to the sounds coming from outside.
"Oh, I'm not sure it's a wise thing to do!" they heard Bagman shout cheerfully, "Oh... just a little bit closer! Be careful... Oh my God, I thought she had it!"
"
I have to say that Bagman’s explanation was very good, gripping and exciting. The only bad thing was that it made Ryan and other contestants feel even more nervous after listening to it.
Ten minutes later, the audience burst into cheers and applause again... Everyone knew that Furong must have succeeded.
Harry stood up in confusion, he was the second one, and when applause and cheers rang out again, he walked out of the tent.
When Harry walked onto the field, everyone's eyes were on him. The cheers coming from both sides were also mixed with some unfriendly boos. But at this time, Harry couldn't care about it anymore.
As soon as he came on stage, he set his sights on the dragon on the opposite side of the field.
I have to admit that the Swedish short-nosed dragon in front of me is very beautiful. The silver-blue scales and the elegant streamlined body look like a special kind of beauty, but now the dragon is crouching there guarding its body.
Nesting eggs, its wings were half-opened, its eyes were staring at Harry closely, and blue sparks came out of its nose from time to time.
Harry looked at it and felt a little lucky, because the agility of Brachysaurus was the highest among these dragons. Fortunately, he got the help of Ginny and Sirius, so he was now confident to win this game.
After summoning his broom, Harry began to fly around the dragon. When the dragon finally left its nest and was about to chase Harry, Harry hit the dragon's eye with an Eyebrow Charm.
Eye.
While the dragon was screaming in pain, Harry dived down, hugged the golden egg and quickly pulled it up. At this time, the whole audience burst into cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami.
Bagman watched Harry's perfect performance on the field with excitement. He felt that a large sum of gold galleons was constantly shortening the distance between him and him.
"Look!" Bagman shouted loudly, "Look! Our youngest warrior got the golden egg as quickly as possible! Okay, this will narrow the gap between Mr. Potter and the other warriors.
The gap! It also completely proves that Harry Potter is a true warrior."
"It seems Harry has succeeded." Ryan was thinking when another girl from Beauxbatons walked out. If you ignore her slightly trembling hands, this girl was very calm when she went out.
Fortunately, the first few players completed the game successfully, although from Bagman's explanation, Ryan could tell that a few people might have suffered minor injuries.
But things changed a little after Krum entered the scene. Ryan heard Bagman shouting: "Oh, God, be careful. The dragon tamer comes in quickly."
Then there was the sound of a group of wizards reciting a coma spell and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Then the noise on the field became even louder.
"Everyone, be quiet." Ryan heard the voice of Professor Dumbledore, "Please everyone sit back to their original positions. The dragon trainers have just shown their ability to control unexpected situations, so everyone can calm down.
Continue to watch the game. Of course, Mr. Krum of Durmstrang will naturally receive the best self-treatment without any sequelae. As we declared before the game, this Triwizard Tournament will definitely guarantee
The life safety of every contestant."
As expected, Dumbledore was a highly respected man, and with his comfort, the audience gradually returned to silence. Finally, it was time for Ryan to play.
After adjusting his mentality, Ryan left the tent after the whistle sounded, passed through the gap in the wooden railing, and came to the field.
Smelling the faint smell of barbecue in the air, coupled with the scorched marks on the wall near the exit and a large hole on the ground, Ryan immediately deduced that Mr. Crumb from Durmstrang was in front of him.
I don't know what he did to anger the dragon, causing it to lose control and attack him when he was about to leave after winning the game. Even the flames that spurted out were very close to the audience. Fortunately, the dragon trainers fought in time in this situation.
After the dragon was knocked unconscious, the big hole on the ground should have been left when the dragon fell.
Maybe the three principals would have taken action in this situation, but it was a pity that I had been in the tent just now and did not see this wonderful scene.
Of course, this was not a big regret. Ryan shook his head and prepared to start the game.
Hungarian Tree Peak is now standing on the other half of the field, half-proping his body and looking at Ryan warily. From the sparks spurting out of his nostrils, it can be seen that he is also a little impatient after a long wait, but it may be that he feels that Ryan is threatening and does not
Not much, plus there was a nest of eggs to look at. So the dragon just stayed there and kept its eyes on Ryan.
The Hungarian Horntail is the largest of these types of dragons, and its mace-like tail obviously didn't use much force when it hit the ground. The stingers on it still dug many deep holes in the ground.
At this time, Ryan raised his wand and turned it in a circle above his head, and a light blue alchemical array rose from the soles of his feet. Then some iron products on the field broke away from their original places and flew towards Ryan.
"What is our young player doing?" Bagman said in a questioning tone. At this time, the iron tools had been melted in front of Ryan into a forearm-long and short coin-thick one with a sharp end.
Iron rod.
"We know that this classmate Ryan off the field is good at alchemy and even passed the age limit using alchemy. Now he is using alchemy to forge a weapon, but it is not a good idea to wield the weapon to fight with the dragon."
At this time, the iron vertebra had been forged. Ryan used his wand to cut a small wound on his hand. Then he quickly used blood to attach various runes to the iron vertebra.
Because this process did not produce much energy fluctuations, the dragon just stayed there and watched Ryan vigilantly. However, it was a bit boring in this situation, and a buzzing noise began to come from the stage.
Especially after the first iron cone was made two minutes later, Ryan started to make another iron cone. At this time, the noise on the field became even louder.