Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

In mid-air, Yushenlong and the Yeqi army were fighting fiercely.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Louis hurriedly ran towards the golden egg lying in the crevice of the rock.

There is a time limit for magic transmission, and with Louis's current physique, there is not much Lius magic power that he can bear, so he needs to seize all the time.

However, the Feathered Dragon, which was fighting fiercely in the sky, seemed to have discovered his intention. It let out a fierce roar, and its steel-like wings suddenly spread out, repelling the attacking Yeqi troops from the surrounding area.

Before those dark horses could react, Yu Shenlong instantly swooped down, turning his wings into a sword blade, and rushed towards Louis who was rushing towards the golden egg.

Special skill! Tianyu Yuzhan!

The speed of Quetzalcoatlus in the sky can reach nearly the speed of sound, which also makes its hunting in the air appear very fast.

"Oh, my god, that's Yu Shenlong's famous stunt, what a shame." Bagman shook his head, and at the same time motioned to the wizards on the sidelines to be ready to save people at any time.

Yushenlong's speed was so fast that he was worried that someone would be killed if it continued like this.

However, his worries seem to be somewhat unnecessary. The most powerful wizard is currently sitting on the judges' bench. He is watching the actions on the court with all his attention. No matter how powerful the feathered dragon is, it cannot be as fast as Dumbledore. He will never be able to

Let your students die on the spot.

"Hmm, no, wait, there seems to be a change..."

The feathered dragon that was supposed to cut directly paused slowly in the air. Louis below held the wand and chanted something towards it. It was this pause that made Louis, who was close at hand, touch it with the hand without the wand.

A shining golden legend....

"He succeeded and actually took the golden egg from Yu Shenlong's hand! But how did he do it and why did the fire dragon pause in the air."

No one cared about what happened to the feathered dragon. The teachers at Hogwarts all ran down to check Lewis's injury briefly, and then sent him to Madam Pomfrey.

Several order-maintaining officials from the Ministry of Magic and Charlie Weasley and several colleagues calmed down the dragon. However, when they examined the wounds, they found that the injuries on the dragon's body were more serious than Louis's, and they were all marked by various bites and scratches.

.

In order to enable the first project to be carried out smoothly, Mrs. Pomfrey from the school hospital specially set up a temporary rescue tent next to the venue. There, Louis saw Harry lying on the hospital bed and waved to him with a smile.

Wave.

"Dragon!" Madam Pomfrey looked very impatient. "This year, the netizens are looking for trouble for me, including basilisks and dementors. They gave me a fire dragon this year. What else are they going to give me next year?"

?”

"It doesn't matter, dear." Madam Pomfrey carefully examined Louis's wound. "It's a flesh wound, and the bones in your body are misplaced. Well, no, your wound is poisonous. What kind of dragon did you encounter?"

"It's Feathered Dragon, Poppy." Professor McGonagall who sent him over explained.

"Feathered Dragon? Oh my god, how could you let an underage child face Feathered Dragon alone?" Pomfret shook his head and sighed while holding the medicine next to him.

"Drink it. It will help you detoxify. Although it's not a big deal, I suggest you rest here for a night."

"You should have a good rest here and don't worry about your scores." Professor McGonagall left in a hurry after giving instructions.

Harry was on the bed opposite Louis. After he saw Professor McGonagall leaving, he got up from the bed and came to Louis' side.

"How are you, Louis?"

Just as he was about to say something, there was a burst of cheers outside the tent, and Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Colin had already appeared in front of them.

"You guys are simply amazing!" Colin cheered, making Madam Pomfrey, who was dispensing medicine beside her, frown.

"Harry, Louis, I'm sorry." Ron blushed, "Whoever put your names into the Goblet of Fire, I think they just want you to compete..."

"Thank you, Ron, for finally saying something humane."

This was the first time in several days that Harry had said such kind words to his good friend Ron.

Ron puffed up and lowered his head: "No, I should have said that earlier..."

"Okay, Ron, we don't blame you. Let him let go of the past."

Several people looked at each other and smiled, and the embarrassing scenes that had taken turns over the past few days gradually reconciled after the end of the first project.

"By the way, do you know your own scores?"

Harry shook his head. He said that he was sent here directly after the game and did not have time to listen, while Louis was not interested in those scores.

"You are 40 points Harry, just like Krum." Ginny rushed to say, "But that guy Karkaroff only gave you 4 points..."

"That bastard was biased, he gave Krum 10 points." Ron was indignant, and his angry look looked like the feathered dragon who had played against Louis before.

"It's okay, Ron, as long as we can pass the competition..."

There were cheers and laughter from time to time in the tent of the campus hospital. Mrs. Pomfrey repeatedly urged the patients to take rest before they left. On the rostrum where the game was going on, several referees were arguing about the game just now.

Open business.

"This is obviously cheating, Mr. Crouch." Karkaroff said in an extremely annoyed tone, "What are those? Spells that we have never seen before, how could a thirteen-year-old child use them?"

"Having never seen it only shows that you are short-sighted, Karkaroff." Moody stood aside, "That is ancient magic, so of course you don't know it with your eyes."

"Ancient magic? That's easy to say." Karkaroff put down his wand, "I remember it was said in the rules that no teacher can help the contestants. And I remember that Hogwarts has never taught ancient magic.

Then Wiggins' ancient magic practice was obviously done by a teacher for the competition. You have been helping him, Moody."

"Me? You have the nerve to tell me this rule, Karkaroff." Moody sneered, "Don't think I don't know that you and your school's warriors revealed the content of the first project in advance. You have to say who breaks the rules first.

, I’m afraid it’s you.”

Karkaroff was about to refute, but found that he had no way to start. In this regard, he was indeed wrong in the first place.

"Well, Igor's doubts are well-founded, but Louis did not cheat. He is talented in the use of ancient magic. I think Professor Nick Flamel of your school can also prove this."

Dumbledore motioned to Madame Maxime.

"As for the spells he used, they can all be found in the Hogwarts library. They are all open and transparent. There is no evidence that he was helped by other teachers at Hogwarts."

Crouch nodded after hearing this, but what he couldn't understand was why Yu Shenlong paused in the air at the last moment.

"I guess that should be the most basic time magic." Dumbledore stretched, "He left magic seeds on the claws of Thestrals. When the seeds stay on Yu Shenlong, he can use the wand.

Touched, forming a short time stasis effect."

"It seems that there is really no doubt about it."

Mr. Crouch clapped his hands and announced that Lewis's game could be scored. Several referees raised their wands above their heads, and Karkaroff reluctantly joined them, blooming the scores in their minds in the air.