The Bard at Hogwarts

Time always seems to fly by in laughter.

With half of the hourglass left, the place had become grotesque.

There are ice flowers blooming all over the place, two-foot-tall whomping willows, groups of fairies, petite and cute velvet velvet, and even the puppet wizard who walked out of the castle before, now riding a broom. There is a game of pocket Quidditch in the air...

Fairy tales seem to shine into reality.

This also allows wizards who lack entertainment to experience a visual feast.

…

"clang!"

As the hourglass finally elapsed, a crisp bell rang in the sky.

"The first match is over!"

Bagman's voice rang out again, and bursts of applause erupted from the stands.

The current applause was not only less intense than at the beginning, but actually seemed to have softened. But such gentle applause makes people feel sincere and truly applauding.

Similarly, at this moment, many people stood up spontaneously, as if to respect the Warriors' exit.

As Bagman's voice fell, Eno slowly stood up from the high-backed chair, turned around and waved again to interact with the audience in the stands.

But the moment he turned around, the fire dragon, which had been showing cowardice just now, suddenly burst out, and its sixty-foot-long body suddenly rushed forward.

Not to mention the wizards in the stands, even the professor in the guest seat and even the dragon trainer outside the venue were not expecting the sudden change.

"Be careful! On your side..." the host and referee Bagman warned immediately.

But midway through his words, his voice suddenly stopped as if someone had strangled him by the throat.

On the field, an anaconda, which was longer than the fire dragon and measured 70 feet, was tightly wrapped around the rising Norwegian Ridgeback.

The anaconda opens its mouth to send out a silent threat. Different from ordinary snakes, the anaconda has 4-6 rows of teeth in its mouth, and these teeth are all in the shape of an undercut.

Facing a huge mouth that could easily swallow an adult, as well as densely packed sharp teeth, the Norwegian Spinosaurus lowered its head in resignation once again.

And in the face of this change.

Ino never looked back. Although he looked casual, he had long been wary of this unusual-looking fire dragon.

Fortunately, the dragon did not disappoint him, and it rose up in the end. Not only did it bring a successful conclusion to the game, but it also gave Anaconda an opportunity to play. The previous transformation was finally not in vain.

…

In the field.

Ino smiled and waved her wand, and the snowflakes in the sky gradually stopped.

And behind him were two behemoths.

Opening its huge mouth, the ferocious anaconda was pressing down on the fire dragon.

In the stands, Colin felt busier than ever. He held the video mirror firmly with one hand, and the lens inside did not shake at all.

And with his other hand, he still has to pick up the camera and keep focusing on taking pictures.

In short, it shows a very weird and coordinated panic.

…

At the end of the game, the dragon trainers quickly came in and took away the nearly autistic Norwegian Spinyback Dragon.

The ice and snow on the field were also cleared away. After all, the Triwizard Tournament was said to be absolutely fair and just.

After about a few minutes, Bagman stood up from the guest seat and read loudly:

"The scores from the five judges have come out... Representing the warrior of Hogwarts, Mr. Ino Swinburne, the final score... is a full score of fifty!"

The sounds of applause and cheers sounded again, and compared to before, the atmosphere this time was more enthusiastic.

Amidst the applause, Eno quietly left the field. At the same time, Bagman also announced that the second warrior was on the field.

Outside the tent, Ino passed Harry.

"Come on! You are also the courage of Hogwarts!"

When he saw Harry who was slightly nervous, he immediately sent words of encouragement.

"Thank you!" Harry nodded slightly and strode towards the field.

…

The Hungarian treetopsaurus was nearly sixty-five feet long, and the spikes on its back made it look similar to the Norwegian Spinosaurus.

But the difference is that the tail of Hungarian Tree Peak Dragon, the end of the thick tail is covered with sharp bone spurs, which looks like a special version of a meteor hammer.

Although the movement is currently restricted, the thick tail keeps beating the ground without making a loud "bang bang" sound.

Every time the fire dragon swung its tail, Harry's expression turned uglier.

Moody had taught him some magic, but with the huge creature in front of him, Harry couldn't help but wonder if those magics could only scratch the fire dragon's itch.

at the same time.

At the guest of honor seat, after seeing Harry's expression, both Madame Maxime and Karkaroff relaxed.

At the moment, they sincerely thanked the cheater, otherwise there would not have been one more warrior, let alone an average score.

Compared to the two principals at the guest table who were relaxed, Professor McGonagall outside the venue had nervously taken out her wand, ready to rescue at any time.

This wasn't to doubt the dragon tamer's expertise, she just didn't quite trust Harry.

A boy less than 15 years old, who was distracted in class and copied all his homework, was going to face a ferocious Hungarian tree dragon like this?

This is not a competition, but more like a murder.

…

Time passes slowly.

After seeing Harry come on stage, Bagman spoke again:

"Warriors prepare! Start!"

As the voice fell, the dragon trainer opened the shackles of the fire dragon, and the magic hourglass in the sky began to flow.

Everything is like reincarnation, and the story begins again.

However, with Ino's first match, the young wizards in the stands were also looking forward to Harry's performance.

Although Harry's performance was mediocre after entering school, many people in Hogwarts still treated the savior differently because of what they had heard and seen at home since childhood.

No one knows how long this treatment will last, but one thing is certain, at least not now.

…

Suddenly freed from its restraints, the Hungarian Tree Peak Dragon raised its head and roared.

At the same time, Harry also waved his wand:

"Mist! Armor!"

Two consecutive magics not only made Professor McGonagall feel relieved, but Snape on the other side of the stands also relaxed a lot.

Facing an invincible existence, hiding and defending are the wisest choices.

Mist, as an interfering auxiliary magic, often has unexpected effects, especially in such a restricted venue.

As Harry's voice fell,

A few wisps of gray mist like green smoke quietly emerged. They seemed to have life and quietly wriggled, gathered, and expanded, like a giant beast endowed with life by magic, spreading wantonly.

In fact, in the tent, Harry thought of many ways, but after facing the dragon, he still chose the suggestion of Mad-Eye Moody.

Use magic to interfere with the dragon's sight, and use clever dodges to delay time.

As for the head-on confrontation that I thought of at the beginning, it was already forgotten at this moment.

There is another one, it's about nine o'clock.

Sorry everyone! Time is really not enough recently.