Homecoming from Hogwarts

Ludo looked at Madam Maxime blankly. He thought that Fleur was her student and Madam Maxime must have some basic knowledge. However, Madam Maxime did not respond to Ludo's questioning eyes and kept her mouth tightly closed. His handsome olive face was flushed.

What can she say?

She couldn't tell others that the dance Fleur danced was specially used by Veela to court mates, and it was extremely 'destructive' to creatures of all types and genders!

"Look, the fire dragon is coming down, Miss Delacour has overcome the difficulty!"

The helpless Ludo had no choice but to focus on the situation on the field again, and when he saw the latest situation, he exclaimed.

Fleur's 'Mating Dance' was indeed very lethal. Those little wizards who were not mentally strong enough left their seats one after another and looked at Fleur infatuatedly. Some unlucky little guys fell onto the seats in front of them, causing quite a stir. Despite the chaos, these physical education students in Amosta have become mentally tough after experiencing repeated hardships. They were not deceived and did their duty to maintain order.

So many young wizards further away have been deceived, not to mention the Welsh Green Dragon, which is the main target of Fleur's charm. This kind of creature is powerful and its scales have excellent magic resistance, but it does not mean that their The spiritual power is superior to that of wizards.

The green vertical pupils of the Welsh green dragon flashed with confusion, and a few feet of earth dragon breath unconsciously spat out between the thin upper and lower jaws, and the sharp claws firmly stuck on the rock wall gradually relaxed.

A primitive desire appeared in the heart of the Welsh Green Dragon. It pulled out its claws from the rock wall. The last trace of reason kept it from letting go of the curled wings that protected the dragon's eggs. Step by step, it pulled out its claws from the rock wall. He slowly climbed down from the wall and fell towards the ground.

Seeing this situation, a strange light flashed in Furong's eyes, and she couldn't tell whether it was happiness or shame.

boom -
When it was still twenty feet away from the ground, the Welsh Green Dragon jumped down and hit the ground with a roar. It did not pounce on Fleur, but stretched its wings and stretched its neck, and let out a melodious low cry, as if Responding to Furong's dance in this way.

Looking at the few dragon eggs scattered on the ground, Furong's blue eyes clearly flashed with joy.Caught off guard, Fleur stopped dancing, and the green dragon also regained consciousness the moment the mental charm disappeared. Before it could react, Fleur started dancing again.

The rhythm of the dance changes. This is obviously another kind of magic that is wonderfully consistent with the body movements. The movements are slow and smooth. Although it does not have the charm of showing oneself as much as before, it is full of a kind of charm that makes people feel excited. The connotation of peace of mind is like the breeze and sunset meeting at the sunset moment in autumn, which makes people intoxicated.

The Welsh Green Dragon suddenly fell asleep. It flapped its wings gracefully a few times, and then lay down to sleep.

At this time, Fleur was almost reaching her limit. This wonderful magic consumed not only her physical strength, but she also suffered a huge mental burden.

The moment the Welsh Green Dragon snored, Fleur suddenly fell to the ground. Her forehead and cheeks were dripping with sweat, and her eyes were blurry. However, she still kept her mission in mind, and inside several earth-brown dragon eggs , she found the golden dragon egg that stood out from the crowd.

The moment Fleur's hand touched the dragon egg, not only her, but also Ludo, who was commentating on the game, breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to say something, but the sleeping Welsh green dragon suddenly snorted. , a small mushroom cloud-like flame ran out from between its upper and lower jaws, and slightly touched Fleur's calf——
"Don't worry, Olim—"

After Fleur was hurriedly carried off the stage by a group of therapists, Madame Maxime was about to leave the table to visit Fleur, but Dumbledore pulled her sleeve.
"I believe that the competition uniforms provided by Amosta are of certain effectiveness. The most important thing now is to score Miss Delacour's excellent performance."

Fleur's performance was wonderful. If she hadn't been burned by the fire dragon at the end, and she had hesitated for too long when thinking about how to get down the Welsh Green Dragon, with her extremely endearing magic, she should have been able to overpower Cedry. One beat the other.

Dumbledore, Crouch, and Bagman all gave eight points, while Madam Maxime gave nine points, and Karkaroff scored seven points. In the end, Fleur trailed Hogg by one point. Cedric Diggory of Watts.

"Hogwarts is ahead for now!"

Harry and Sirius had just gone to find Hermione, but they couldn't talk to Hermione. The staff in the tent did not allow them to disturb the warrior at this time, so the two of them ran back angrily.Because Sirius couldn't show his face, the father and son hid in the exit passage.

After seeing the formula score on the big screen above the field, Harry waved his fist happily, and then said angrily,
"The principal of Durmstrang only gave Cedric 6 points. I would like to see how he plans to give points when his warriors take the field!"

"Don't think about it, Harry -" Sirius also applauded Fleur. After hearing Harry's complaint, he smiled contemptuously, "It's unrealistic to expect people like Karkaroff to be objective and impartial. I bet you that if Krum can complete the challenge in the end, no matter how bad his performance is, Karkaroff will give him full marks."

Harry was about to express his indignation at Sirius's opinion, when a loud voice suddenly flashed into his sight, and he subconsciously wanted to remind Sirius to get away. "Don't worry, Harry, it's Hagrid—"

Sirius fended off Harry's hand and prepared to go up and greet Hagrid with a smile. However, when he saw Hagrid's fearful expression, Sirius frowned and his expression became serious.

"What's the matter, Hagrid?"

"Oh, Sirius!" Hagrid obviously didn't expect to see the father and son here. He paused and said in surprise, "And Harry, what are you doing hiding here?"

"Don't worry about it yet, Hagrid!"

Harry also realized that something was wrong with Hagrid, and he asked eagerly,

"What happened, Hagrid, where are you going?"

Facing the two people's questions, Hagrid looked hesitant, but under Harry's repeated urging, he carefully turned his head and looked behind him. After confirming that no one was here, Hagrid wiped the sweat from his forehead and lowered his head. The voice said nervously,

"Phew - you guessed it right, something went wrong!"

Hagrid's small black beetle-like eyes showed panic, and he gasped and said,

"Professor Brain just sent me a message quietly. There is a fire dragon, oh, it's the one Hermione is going to deal with. It's not in a good condition!"

At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Harry's mind.

What's going on, is it related to Hermione again? !
"What's wrong with that fire dragon? Let's be clear, Hagrid!" Sirius said sharply.

"They. I mean Charlie's gang of dragon trainers. They gave several fire dragons a restorative medicine. They used tranquilizers to put the fire dragons to sleep, and the other three recovered successfully."

Hagrid said breathlessly,
"Only the Chinese fireball that Hermione had to deal with was always sleeping. Charlie and Professor Blaine checked it out. They believed that someone had given the Chinese fireball an overdose of paralyzing potions and sleeping pills. A reaction occurred, causing the Chinese Fireball to be unable to wake up."

A potion that causes paralysis. A potion that causes paralysis!
Harry turned blue as Snape's name immediately popped into his head.

"Then what are you doing, Hagrid?" Sirius frowned sharply, "What does this have to do with you? I mean, if Charlie and Amosta need someone who knows about potions, shouldn't they go to them? Snot-nosed guy?”

"Oh, here's the problem--"

Hagrid still couldn't overcome his nervousness. There were drops of sweat on his forehead.

"Charlie said that they have been keeping close contact with the fire dragon for this period of time, and there will be people guarding it even at night. They have never seen any strangers approaching the fire dragon, let alone feeding the fire dragon. I am the only one -"

Hagrid swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, looking like he was in danger.

"I am the only one who has been responsible for providing food to the fire dragon--"

(End of this chapter)