The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 333 Shocking Change, Deadly Curse

The Goblet of Fire, used as the playing field, was converted from a Quidditch stadium.

As a standard Quidditch stadium, the land area is not actually very large; it is just an oval plaza that is 800 feet long and 500 feet wide.

The square is surrounded by many towering stands, which makes it easy for the fog to gather together.

Only a dozen seconds had passed since the spell was cast.

Roughly centered on Harry, the area within a radius of several tens of meters was obscured by gray fog.

Seemingly lacking staying power, the smoke, after its initial expansion, gradually slowed down in its spread.

Even though it's weakened, the area it currently covers is still enough for Harry to hide himself well.

……

Unlike the previous fire dragon's caution, the Hungarian Tree Peak Dragon also noticed the anomaly in the arena after a roar.

Perhaps due to the difference in dragon species, the dragon Harry faced did not use dragonfire to launch a probing attack, but instead chose the most primitive fighting method, flapping its wings and swooping straight towards the place shrouded in smoke.

Amidst the smoke, Harry dodged and weaved, rolling and leaping, making the most of the Auror dodging skills taught by Moody.

Even amidst raging dragon flames, he could calmly and quickly pinpoint the location, then use a series of rolls to narrowly evade them.

However, Harry overlooked a crucial factor: this was an open tournament. The smoke obstructed the dragon's vision, but it also caused considerable discomfort among the young wizards in the stands.

The last event was a visual feast, but this one turned out to be blurry and unclear. The stark contrast has prompted many people to voice their complaints.

That's the reality. It's like a Muggle movie theater: you buy a ticket and go in, but all you see is a cloud of black smoke. Nobody feels comfortable with that.

The young wizards looked rather grim, as did Madam Maxime and Karkaroff. At Harry's pace, they were sure to make it through half an hour.

When the time is up, they certainly can't give too low a score.

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On the other side...

While Harry was engaged in fierce combat, Ino had already returned to the warriors' tent.

After nodding to Krom and Fleur, he sat back down on the bench.

He was quite satisfied with the competition, especially the final appearance of the anaconda, which was visually appealing, entertaining, and featured various novel ice and snow sculptures.

It seems the Goblet of Fire special edition movie mirror is going to be a hit.

The only thing that intrigues him now is whether Marcus will be sold separately or all at once after the three games are over.

But no matter what, this time it was a success.

"Once this busy period is over, I'll get them working..."

On the long bench, Ino thought of the group of alchemical dolls in the valley. It wasn't good for them to play wildly in the valley all day long. A balance between work and rest would be more reasonable.

……

Inside the tent, Ino's thoughts drifted.

Outside the tent, Harry was in grave danger. The hourglass in the sky was slowly running out of sand, and with it, his strength was also disappearing.

The continuous high-intensity dodging made him feel a little powerless, and what annoyed him even more was the various noises from the surrounding stands.

The voice wasn't very clear, but the occasional word "coward" clearly reached my ears.

I really wanted to find the person who called me a coward and have him come down and experience being entertained by a fire dragon for himself.

But Harry was already struggling to cope with the dragon's attack, especially since the magical mist that had been generated earlier had thinned considerably as the dragon's flames were spewed out.

……

Five minutes later.

As the Hungarian Tree Peak Dragon unleashed its final Dragonfire, the mist in the arena quietly dissipated.

Once the fog cleared, everyone in the stands immediately grabbed their binoculars.

However, contrary to their expectations, Harry did not stroll leisurely; instead, he looked utterly disheveled.

His disheveled hair, mud-covered face, and even the matching robe with a blackened corner made him look quite comical.

"Pfft... Hahaha!"

It's unclear who was the first to laugh, but it was like a signal that triggered a chain reaction in the stands.

Amidst the rising and falling laughter, Harry lowered his head and silently looked at the wand in his hand.

At that moment, he felt like a clown, having trained and practiced magic so hard, and even fought a dangerous battle with a fire dragon...

All I got in return was a series of laughs.

Everything he did to prove himself and to be worthy of the title of Hogwarts Champion now seems like a joke.

Harry froze, stunned by the change in his mindset.

But the Hungarian Tree-Peaked Dragon showed no mercy, especially after recognizing the figure that had previously toyed with it. It immediately flapped its wings and pounced on the opponent at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing that Harry still hadn't reacted, Snape and Professor McGonagall raised their wands simultaneously from the sidelines, and the experienced dragon tamer also entered the arena immediately, along with Fawkes the Phoenix, who appeared right next to Harry.

As the person involved, the laughter around him and his physical exhaustion combined to create a surge of anger in Harry, which quickly began to spread the moment it appeared.

His intense anger almost made him forget where he was and who he was.

The appearance of the dragon gave Harry an outlet for his anger.

If it weren't for this Hungarian Tree Peak Dragon, he wouldn't be in such a sorry state, nor would he be ridiculed by everyone. It's all because of this damned fire dragon.

"Avada Kedavra, eating a melon!"

……

A beam of green light flashed, and the whole world seemed to be paused.

The moment the magic struck, the fire dragon crashed to the ground, and the surrounding laughter abruptly ceased.

No one expected this. The three unforgivable curses appeared openly before everyone, even killing a fire dragon on the spot.

In the stands, Draco was pale, and his lips were trembling uncontrollably.

Unlike the fear of others around him, he was genuinely terrified that Scarface had actually killed a dragon with a death curse.

While feeling fearful, he also felt fortunate that he had listened to Ino's advice and chosen to stay away from Scarface after the start of this semester.

……

The stands fell silent, but the main and guest seats erupted in chaos.

As the former Director of the Department of Law Enforcement and the current Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Barty Crouch Sr. immediately stood up:

"Harry Potter has violated the regulations of the English Ministry of Magic by openly using an Unforgivable Charm. He must be taken away! The Triwizard Tournament is suspended!"

"Old Barty! Something's fishy about this. He's still a student! Even if he knows the Death Curse, he can't kill a fire dragon." Bagman immediately stepped forward to stop him.

He doesn't object to taking Harry Potter away, but he can't stop the Triwizard Tournament; it's worse than killing him.

"Whatever! You can continue if you want! But I'm taking that student away now. The laws of the Ministry of Magic cannot be trampled on."

Old Barty glanced at his former colleague. He didn't care what the other party thought, but he had to give an explanation for what happened today.

"Okay, the law cannot be trampled on! But we should talk about it after the game." Bagman argued, after all, how can the game be played without a scoring judge?

Barty ignored Bagman and turned to Dumbledore, who had remained silent, waiting for the headmaster to speak.

After all, no one in England could ignore Dumbledore's opinion.

I've been a bit late with updates due to some trivial matters lately, and I'm so sorry! Sorry! Sorry!

(End of this chapter)