A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

If it weren't for some old bastard on the referee's bench who saw through his illusion spell, he would have liked to go and experience the dragon flames. Apart from the impact, it was no different from soaking in a hot spring for him.

Just as Aaron was calmly delaying Hungarian Peak in this way, Krum obtained the second dragon egg.

The magical barrier in Zone 3 was then dispelled, and the Chinese Fireball Dragon roared as it soared into the sky. It struggled to open its eyes, and the first thing it saw was a dragon egg that was half broken.

Rage surged through its brain, consuming its reason, but a glimmer of understanding flashed in its pupils when it saw the golden egg in Krum's hand, and it flew away unwillingly to other areas.

"Krum was the second to get the golden egg. Although it was dangerous, he was unharmed," Bagman explained.

"That's great, Viktor!" Karkaroff clapped excitedly.

"Oh no, the Chinese Fireball Dragon seems to have set its sights on area two. Miss Delacour is in danger."

Maxim stood up nervously from the referee's stand. Fleur had finally managed to hypnotize the Welsh green dragon, but now an enraged fire dragon had joined the fray, which would not only ruin her efforts but also make her situation extremely dangerous.

“Don’t worry, Principal Maxim,” Karkaroff said with a smug grin. “The dragon trainers will act quickly, and Miss Klein has said she will save her life.”

“Everything will be alright,” Adrian reassured him. “I have a lot of faith in him.”

Roar!

The Fireball Dragon didn't do anything fancy; it was furious and spat out a twenty-foot-long flame as it flew toward Hibiscus.

Just as Furong was at a loss, an earthen wall suddenly rose from the ground, blocking the terrifying dragon flames.

"Miss Delacour, please hurry up, I can't hold out much longer." Aaron's impatient voice came through, followed by the roar of the Fireball Dragon.

A red spell shot out from an open area in Zone 4, hitting the Fireball Dragon squarely in the face.

It’s still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.

Another adult fire dragon was drawn to the sleeping spell and flapped its wings to fly towards area four.

call!

Watching the fireball dragon fly away, Hibiscus breathed a sigh of relief, but her expression became quite unnatural.

Even if this person with connections has the special ability to speak dragon language, this is still too damn arrogant. How dare they provoke two adult fire dragons?

But the next moment she had no time to worry about others, because the Chinese Fireball Dragon's antics had caused the Welsh Green Dragon to show signs of waking up.

Left with no other choice, Furong resorted to her old tricks and hypnotized it once again.

At this moment, deafening cheers erupted in the arena, followed by Bagman's excited commentary: "Excellent! Cedric has passed the Swedish short-nosed dragon and successfully obtained the golden egg."

The sound of chains breaking followed. The Swedish short-nosed dragon glared angrily at Cedric, whose face was half burned by the dragon's flames, and wanted to continue attacking, but it had to give up the idea when it saw the golden egg in Cedric's hand.

Its pupils scanned the arena. In area four, Tree Peak and Fireball Dragon were using Dragonfire to cleanse the ground, so it wasn't suitable for it to join in. Instead, it focused its attention on Fleur Delacour.

"Oh no."

Furong noticed the silver-blue fire dragon flying towards them and was immediately alarmed, speeding up her rush towards the golden egg.

She was moving very fast, her right hand getting closer and closer to the golden egg. She would be safe as long as she could get it before the Swedish short-nosed dragon flew over.

However, things didn't go as planned. As soon as she rushed up to the Welsh green dragon, it started snoring and spewed a red flame from its nostrils.

Chapter 370 One Against Three, Leave a Way Out for the Dragon

"The spring water is clear as water."

Hibiscus instinctively used her most effective spell, and a thick jet of water shot out from her wand, extinguishing the flames.

Before she could even catch her breath, a roar reached her ears.

A giant claw landed in front of her, shaking the ground and creating spiderweb-like cracks. Looking up, she saw a pair of cold, amused vertical pupils.

"Collapse!"

A red spell shot out from area three and struck the short-nosed dragon's nostrils.

The short-nosed dragon turned its head and roared angrily, but made no other move, as if it were just a warning.

But Aaron's expression changed drastically as he walked over. He could understand the meaning of that roar: How long are you going to sleep?

At the same time, its tail swept across the Welsh Green Dragon's head.

Snapped!

A muffled thud made everyone's heart skip a beat.

The Welsh Green Dragon opened its eyes and casually stretched its enormous green body.

Seeing this, Furong turned pale, knowing that all her previous efforts had been in vain.

Whether she wants to admit it or not, the outcome is already a foregone conclusion: four against two, or even five against two.

The Welsh Green Dragon glanced at the human before it, a hint of disdain flashing in its eyes. It was the dragon that least wanted to cause trouble, and wizards and the like could be ignored as long as they didn't provoke it.

"Keep an eye on your dragon eggs." The Swedish short-nosed dragon snorted, then looked at area three, its nostrils twitching slightly as it breathed flames at an open space.

Gan!

I met someone with a relatively high IQ.

Aaron cursed inwardly, quickly dodging the flames and simultaneously dispelling the illusion spell on his body.

Now that we've been discovered, there's no need to continue hiding. Maintaining the illusion spell also consumes magical energy.

As he was forced to reveal himself, the Hungarian Tree-Peak Dragon and the Chinese Fireball Dragon realized they had been tricked and immediately spread their wings and flew over.

They thought the contestants wouldn't be able to leave the designated area without getting the golden egg, but it seems they were overthinking it. The wizard who provoked them had already run away, and they were just practicing their lung capacity in front of the field.

"Sigh! I miscalculated this time." Aaron scratched his head helplessly, then looked at Fleur. "Miss Delacour, I really didn't expect you to be the last one."

"I didn't expect this either; there were just too many unexpected events." Furong forced herself to calm down. "Now is not the time for sarcastic remarks. If we don't want to die, we have no choice but to cooperate."

“You’re right.” Aaron waved his wand and cast an armor spell on Fleur. “I’ll take care of the Tree Peak Dragon, the Short-nosed Dragon, and the Fireball Dragon. As for the Welsh Green Dragon, you’ll have to deal with it yourself due to the rules.”

"Okay...wait, what did you say?"

“It’s what you think it means.” Aaron gave a bitter laugh. “You’d better be quick. Holding off the three-headed fire dragon without being able to hide is a lot of pressure for me.”

"you..."

"Stop talking nonsense, do as I say." Aaron interrupted Fleur, then pointed his wand at a rock in the enclosure and used Transfiguration to transform it into a longsword and a shield.

This level of Transfiguration is something that most fourth-year wizards can master, so he wasn't worried that it would be too shocking.

“Gaius conjured a sword and shield, it looks like he’s going to fight the three-headed dragon,” Bagman explained. “While I personally think it’s quite gentlemanly, I must say it’s incredibly irrational.”

Dumbledore looked at Adrian, whose smile was growing ever wider, and was extremely puzzled. "Miss Klein, you don't seem worried at all."

"I just wanted to see how he's grown over the years, but I didn't expect that he's still hiding things now."

He didn't use some of the magic I knew, let alone the magic I didn't know.

“That’s not the point!” Maxim frowned. “Every wizard has their own secrets, and it’s only natural that they possess some knowledge beyond what’s in textbooks.”

The problem is that he's facing three ferocious adult fire dragons, and he definitely can't handle them with just a sword and shield.

"He's not Godric Gryffindor. He's only fourteen. How good can his dueling skills be?" Karkaroff said dismissively.

“I know my brother well,” Adrian said calmly. “Since he dared to agree to my request to stay until the end, he must have a certain level of confidence.”

He must have considered the worst-case scenario before the competition: all four other warriors would pass the level, leaving him the only one left on the field.

However, he has already convinced the Australian protein eye clinic that the worst-case scenario is only one in four, and right now it's only one in three.

"I see." Dumbledore nodded in understanding, then suddenly realized something and opened his mouth in surprise, "You mean you let him pass the first item last?"

Maxim and Karkarov also turned to look at the incredibly young referee, wondering why she was doing this.

Even if you are fair and just, and don't use your position to provide any convenience to your younger brother, there's no need to go this far!

"I had no other choice but to do this!"

There are some things I can't ignore, but I can't be biased either, so I can only try to find a way to make him back down.

Judging from his current behavior, he's probably going to fight to the end. But that's alright; fulfilling my request won't be easy, and it'll be a good opportunity to see his current strength.

The crowd exchanged glances, remained silent for a moment, and then turned their attention to the competition field.

Aaron looked at the Hungarian Tree-Peaked Dragon, the Chinese Fireball Dragon, and the Swedish Short-nosed Dragon surrounding him and couldn't help but chuckle awkwardly. "Perhaps this is a misunderstanding. We can sit down and talk things over calmly."

However, just as he expected, the three fire dragons showed no intention of negotiating.

They are now furious and want nothing more than to tear the two humans in the enclosure apart.

The Fireball Dragon made the first move, spewing mushroom-shaped fireballs from its nostrils, the crimson flames shooting downwards with tremendous force.

Aaron immediately sprinted away, running as fast as he could to escape the range of the dragon flames.

Just then, a giant claw covered in black scales reached out to grab him. Aaron's expression turned serious. He slid away from the Tree Peak Dragon's attack and continued running forward.

But the next moment, the Tree Peak Dragon's tail lashed out, its dense, bronze spikes blocking all his paths of advance like a rolling mountain of knives.

Hey!

Aaron cursed and leaped high into the air the instant the tail swept past, then slid over the tree peak's tail, pressing his shield beneath him.

After dodging the tail whip, he was met with dazzling blue flames. Aaron immediately threw his shield out and, taking advantage of the gap when it blocked the flames, climbed onto the back of the Tree Peak Dragon, using his longsword to hold the dragon scales in place so that he wouldn't fall off.

A burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the stands, with Slytherins chanting Aaron Gaius's name wildly, and many spontaneously unfurling banners.

Some of the people on the referee's stand who were not optimistic about Aaron immediately shut up. They originally thought he was just a nepotism hire, but whether it was the Dragon Language, the Ironclad Charm, or the Illusion Charm, they all proved his ability. What's more, he was able to handle the siege of the three-headed dragon with ease, which was something almost no one could do in their understanding.

Tree Peak Dragon noticed that Aaron had jumped onto its back, and immediately roared to the sky, flying high into the air and spinning 360 degrees.

Aaron clung tightly to the longsword, but he couldn't hold on for long before being thrown off and falling from the sky.

The audience gasped, some even turning their heads away, unable to bear watching the next scene.

"Shock absorption and speed reduction".

As he fell, Aaron calmly drew his wand and cast the spell on himself to ensure a safe landing.

He has participated in countless extreme training sessions, experiencing earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, avalanches, and free falls. He has the ability to control the situation.

"Wow!" Bagman exclaimed incoherently, "Gaius adjusted his position in mid-air and is descending steadily."

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow. He had used this spell once before in the last Quidditch match to save Harry Potter, but he hadn't expected Aaron to have learned it as well.

"Oh no, things haven't improved. The three fire dragons have noticed him," Bagman said anxiously. "If there's no other way, Gaius will face..."

“This is bad,” Maxim suddenly said. “That three-headed dragon won’t let this opportunity pass.”