Hogwarts Homecoming

In the competitive arena, Fleur finally came to the edge of the dragon's nest covered with hay. She raised her head and looked at the Welsh Green Dragon who planned to make a home on the rock wall. Every inch of her finely carved face was filled with astonishment.

Phew——

On the arena where the needle could be heard, laughter suddenly came from nowhere, and the laughter was like a signal. The laughter spread quickly, occupying every inch of the Noda Arena in the blink of an eye, even those in the seats The wizards, who were in high positions and were accustomed to keeping their emotions secret, all smiled.

Hahaha!

The little wizards didn't have so many scruples. Some of the lively guys even banged the table with laughter.

This unexpected scene was really interesting. Many people looked at the dumbfounded Fleur Delacour, the champion of Beauxbatons, and thought so in their hearts.

"Oh, everyone in the audience——"

Ludo Bagman said to everyone in an amused tone,

"Have you seen the situation now? The fire dragon was frightened by Miss Delacour's bravery and hid on the rock wall, but what should she do? Our fire dragon took away all the eggs before moving. Maybe, she can Climb up the chain!"

"Dumbledore!"

Madame Maxime glared at Ludo Bagman fiercely, wishing she could give this guy with a bad reputation a hard blow on the nose with her fist as big as a sandbag. However, what she cared about most at the moment was her warrior. Mrs. Maxim stood up anxiously. Her tall body immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"This should be an accident. How should we handle this situation?"

To be honest, Dumbledore was also surprised by the unexpected behavior of the Welsh Green Dragon. When Maxim's eyes locked on him, Dumbledore closed his slightly opened mouth, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his blue eyes. What a pity. , the person taking the blame is not here.

"I understand what you mean, Olim. Do you think the current situation requires off-site intervention?"

"certainly!"

Madame Maxime said without hesitation, "We have to drive the fire dragon down, otherwise, how will Fleur get the dragon egg?!"

"I do not think so!"

Professor Karkaroff smiled smoothly. After successfully attracting everyone's attention to him, Karkaroff continued,

"This is not an unsolvable difficulty, isn't it? Warriors use their wisdom, courage and magic skills to solve various difficulties on the field. This is the charter of the Triwizard Tournament. If this small difficulty at the moment requires additional Intervene, oh, why don’t we just go out there and play for our respective warriors?”

A surveillance camera buzzed through the air, telling all the spectators about the dispute that took place on the referee's bench.

"This needs a vote from all the judges, Olim--"

Dumbledore didn't want the conflict to be magnified, so he stood up and spoke to Karkaroff and Madam Maxime, who were having a verbal exchange. As for his suggestions, Madam Maxime had no opinion.

The Warriors and Fire Dragon were still on the court, and the referees made a quick show of hands vote on whether to interfere with the current situation.

The result of the vote made Madam Maxim extremely angry. In addition to her unhesitating approval of the intervention, Igor Karkaroff, Ludo Bagman and Barty Crouch all stood with him. The opposite, and Albus Dumbledore also made the same choice.

"Okay, so be it!"

In this case, Mrs. Maxim had nothing to say. She sat down angrily, and then looked at Fleur on the big screen worriedly.

During the brief moment when the referees were arguing, nothing changed in the situation in the arena. Fleur held her head high and walked anxiously around the dragon's nest, hoping that the Welsh green dragon would suddenly change its mind and come down on its own. However, only large and small rocks fell from the rock wall. The Welsh Green Dragon gathered its body to the extreme and squatted in a temporarily dug hole in the rock wall, sticking its head out, vigilant. Looking at her.

"Hey, come down, you can't stay there!"

Fleur forgot about the fear of facing the fire dragon and shouted as if she was broken. Of course, her shouting had no effect on the Welsh Green Dragon.

Fleur bit her white lips lightly, her eyes hesitated for a while, then she stepped back a little, raised her wand and fired several brilliant fireworks at the fire dragon who was probably staying on the rock wall. With such power, the magic spell she fired shot out bright sparks on the fire dragon's body-wrapped wings after crossing the space.

In this situation - Fleur looked helplessly at the referee's seat -

It was impossible to hear what was going on outside the court clearly, and Furong didn't know that the referees had already made a decision on this situation.

"You have to work it out on your own, Miss Delacour--"

Ludo passed this regrettable decision to Fleur's ears through special channels.

Okay - Fleur's expression looked even more broken, but she knew that her words and deeds were in the eyes of thousands of people.

Wow--

The chains that bound the fire dragon shook for a while, as if there was a giant monster standing below shaking the chains desperately, trying to pull the fire dragon off. People looked expectantly at the new idea that Fleur came up with, wanting to see if it would work.

However, the power of the spell could not shake the fire dragon, but instead made the gentle Welsh green dragon feel angry. It hissed at Hibiscus several times, and a beautiful flame like a bellflower surged from the sky, although the flames could not reach Hibiscus. , but the surging heat still made Furong's expression change in shock, and she stepped back some distance.

"Oh, what a shame-"

Ludo said disappointedly,

"Miss Delacour tried very hard, but all her methods failed-"

Could it be that Fleur would fail in the first round of challenge? If so, Beauxbatons would be in disgrace!

Even though the Welsh green dragon is not necessarily famous for the power of its breath, it is still the flame of the fire dragon. Hibiscus was aroused by the heat of the flame peak. Sweat rolled down her cheeks. She hid behind a rock and lifted it away. With a few strands of dry hair, he raised his head and stared at the Welsh force that was determined not to come down, with struggle flashing in his blue eyes.

She has some special skills that can deal with the fire dragon, but she can't use them now. Because this green dragon is at least a hundred feet away from the ground, if the fire dragon loses consciousness and falls, of course, this is not necessarily fatal to such a strong magical creature, but those dragon eggs will definitely suffer. What a disaster!

She had to let the fire dragon take the initiative.

Fleur raised her head and looked around. She couldn't see clearly the expressions of the spectators in the auditorium, but she knew they were all looking at her, including the young professor.

The flames dissipated, but the air was still hazy due to the scorching heat. The Welsh Green Dragon tightened its body again, staring at Fleur with only one pair of eyes, with no intention of coming down.

Fleur knew she couldn't wait any longer. She had been delayed here longer than Cedric could, so Fleur stepped out from behind the rock.

For some reason, Fleur's originally pale cheeks became rosy. She took a deep breath and walked to the edge of the dragon's nest again with slow steps. Then, she stretched out her arms like a Muggle gymnast. .

There was a murmur of discussion on the field. Ludo was about to say something, but after seeing Furong's next move, he said in surprise,

"Oh, this is. Did you see it? Miss Delacour is dancing!"

On the playing field, a breeze blew out of thin air. Furong's high ponytail spread out automatically, and her silver hair floated slightly in the air. Furong held the magic wand in her right hand and began to dance gracefully. As her graceful figure showed off her wonderful dance, Furong's fair skin began to emit a bright white light, just like the bright moonlight in the summer night sky!

Furong was spinning faster and faster, and a mysterious wave was radiating all around. This invisible wave covered a huge area, and even the spectators in the game seats were affected.

At the World Cup, the scene where Bulgaria's mascot appeared once again happened again, but the difference was that this time, it was not only the little wizards who were affected, but the girls at Hogwarts were also watching the show with fascination. Charming hibiscus.

Of course, all the adult wizards invited by Amosta are elites. Even if they are affected, they can finally control their behavior.

"Oh, this is so unusual!"

Ludo Bagman exclaimed, looking back at Dumbledore blankly, "What on earth is-"

"Ah -" Dumbledore smiled calmly, "This is a special kind of spiritual magic. It should be Miss Delacour's innate talent, right?"

"But!" Ludo said in confusion, "Shouldn't the allure of Veela only work on men? Look at those little wizards. Oh, that's a female dragon on the field!"