Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

"First like this, then like this, then like this..."

What little Barty and all the spectators outside the venue could not see was that under the thick fog, Fleur was tightly holding a piece of red gravel in her left hand that was not holding a wand. And if someone carefully observes the piece of gravel, they will find that its material is exactly the same as the charged stone pillar - yes, it is the fragment of the charged stone pillar that was destroyed by the fire dragon before.

At this moment, there are still a few drops of crystal golden red liquid on the surface of the fragment. It is swaying in the gusts of wind caused by the movement of the hibiscus. It seems that it will be blown off the stone at any time, but for some reason it remains stable. It's stuck there, like a super small piece of jelly.

And Fu Rong, who was holding the gravel tightly, was moving quickly in the thick fog she created to avoid the fire dragon's attack, while pressing her wand against the gravel, her eyes slightly closed, and occasionally she would lightly He frowned slightly, seeming to be concentrating on analyzing something - under the pressure of the fire dragon.

"Verify it again for the last time...it's done!!"

Suddenly, a red light flashed on the wand that was firmly pressed against the gravel, and Fleur's expression also changed to one of surprise: "I knew it!"

"Hey, how could a mere anger curse restrict me? Do you really think that only spiritual magic is left in Veela's bloodline..."

"Miss Delacour suddenly cleared the smoke!"

"Bagman" exclaimed in the stands: "She had been lurking in the smoke for nearly twenty minutes, and she did almost nothing during that time - I bet she must have secretly prepared some surprise!"

‘…What surprise? ’

Avada also squinted her eyes slightly, but still didn't see any obvious traces of magic, including the charged stone pillar fragment in her hand. He also observed it, but still didn't think clearly about Furong. Why choose to disperse the smoke now...

‘The liquid on the fragments of the charged stone pillar seems to be the kind of magic potion that can simulate the breath of a fire dragon? ’

After carefully observing for a moment with the help of the telescope provided by the venue, he finally discovered another detail: 'Fragments of stone pillars, magic potion... What on earth did she want to do? ’

'Wait...I remembered! In addition to spiritual charm, Veela's innate magic seems to have another one...'

'Does she want to...? ? ? ’

Avada's face suddenly became weird - if he had expected it correctly, then this planned route that he thought was only possible for him and gave up because it was too flamboyant was actually used by Fleur. Out?

As time passed, a long-lost red light lit up on the ground again.

"coming soon."

The corners of Fleur's mouth curved in a graceful arc, and then she suddenly cast several acceleration spells on herself, and then all kinds of curses for harm or harassment were thrown at the huge body of the Ukrainian Iron Belly Dragon. , and as expected, he guided it towards him again - in a direction away from the red light.

"The charged stone pillar is about to rise, and this time Miss Delacour finally seems to be planning to do something! She first led the fire dragon further away to prevent the stone pillar from being destroyed again... but it wasn't too far away. ? This distance seems to be beyond the distance of the Ukrainian iron-belly dragon's breath... What does she want to do? "

"Bagman"'s commentary sounded again in time: "She left several curses to restrain the fire dragon - it seems that this was enough to support the stone pillar retracting, and then...then she returned to the stone pillar alone? She What do you want to do? Guide the fire dragon to breathe fire?"

"But this distance is not enough for the dragon's breath to contact the charged stone pillar... Merlin is on top! What did I see?!"

At the same time that Bagman's voice exclamated, everyone in the audience - including Avada, showed extremely shocked expressions, and could hardly believe what they saw before them -

A pair of long, scale-covered wings passed through the cloak like a ghost, and slowly stretched out directly from Fleur's back. Her long silver hair began to move without the wind, flying up and down as if soaked in water. , the eyes also turned into a pair of beautiful vertical pupils exuding a dangerous aura. A blazing flame ignited in her hands, but it did not burn her sleeves or skin at all...

boom!

A fireball burst out from the hand holding the fragment of the stone pillar, and hit the newly raised charged stone pillar firmly. Then something that shocked everyone happened just like that - as if the stone pillar was really sprayed with dragon's breath, a stream of pure magic slowly rose from the inside and gathered at the top, forming another stream. The thread floated to the platform in the sky...and then, a big number "1" appeared on it.

"Merlin's beard! What is this?!"

Although he already knew it in his heart, Avada still couldn't help being surprised when he heard such exclamations coming from his ears, and similar calls were still continuing——

"These wings and flames... seem to be the postures that Veela will show when they are angry! Isn't that warrior just a hybrid Veela? Why can she use such magic?!"

"That's not the point! The point is why the flames she emits can charge the stone pillar?! She is a hybrid Veela, not a hybrid dragon!!"

Boom boom boom! !

Fleur, whose appearance had changed drastically, could not hear these messy noises. She was happy when she saw that one fireball was effective, and then she immediately added four more fireballs in succession, so that they all accurately hit the charged stone pillar. on the cylinder. The result of this was that four rays of pure energy flew from the top of the pillar to the platform in the air in almost no particular order, causing the number below to suddenly change from "1" to "5"...

In this way, she completed charging the stone pillar in a way that no one expected.

Before the crisp sound of the chain breaking and the roar of the dragon brought the audience's attention back to the arena, the entire venue was shrouded in an unspeakable silence, even the most active commentator "Ludo Bagman" "They all temporarily lost the ability to speak, and just stared blankly at Furong in the middle of the arena, with her silver hair flying and bathed in flames. It seemed that she was aware of the gazes around her. Furong even had the mood to gently lift her hair to complete her face. exposed, raised his head and smiled brightly at the stunned students in the audience.

Then, the wings on her back flapped vigorously, taking her body into the sky. She aimed a fierce obstacle curse at the base of the fire dragon's wings that had just spread its wings and before it could take off!

"An unimaginable scenario!"

"Bagman" seemed to have finally recovered from the shock, and shouted excitedly: "What did we see?! A man - a warrior flying in the sky and attacking downwards, while the man who was supposed to dominate the sky was But the fire dragon is suppressed by dense spells and can't even find a chance to spread its wings! I bet this is the first time in this life that this fire dragon has encountered such an outrageous situation!"

Finally, as a stun spell with a fireball hit the skin between the fire dragon's eyes, it finally let out an unwilling cry, and then its limbs softened and fell heavily to the ground.