Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 294 Fire Dragon! Fire Dragon!
A huge tent was set up next to the paddock outside Hogwarts Castle. Under the guidance of the staff, Mike entered the tent bathed in the golden sunlight.

There were quite a lot of people in the tent. Harry, Fleur and Krum were all pale. They each occupied a small corner. No one spoke to each other and looked very nervous.

"Merlin! You're finally here. The audience has already entered the venue!"

A voice suddenly came from the side. Mike looked over and saw Ludo Bagman, wearing a long windbreaker, jogging towards him.

"I won't talk much, so I'll make it short. I'll pass this bag to each of you in turn, and you'll pick out the dragon model you'll face." Ludo Bagman took out a purple silk bag and said, "Oh, I let it slip! But it doesn't matter, I'm sure you all already know the content of this project. But I still have to say that your mission is to pick up the golden eggs! Do you understand? So don't try to be brave."

Harry swallowed hard at that. Mr. Bagman had been staring at him when he had said the last part, and he felt as if he were being warned by Mr. Bagman alone.

"Okay, Mike, you go first." Bagman handed the bag to Mike.

After saying that, Bagman opened the bag and blinked his right eye at Mike at an angle that no one else could see.

Mike understood immediately that this meant that the bag had been tampered with.

Sure enough, Mike casually reached into the bag and took out a small-sized model of the Australian white-eyed shark. Hanging around the model's neck was an even smaller number plate, No. 4!
The model was extremely delicate, and it looked exactly like the real thing. When it was taken out, it was even roaring at Mike!

"Wow! Australian Egg White Eye! A terrifying creature!" Bagman shouted in a strange tone, and then continued to hold the bag and let the other three warriors draw their mission targets in a clockwise direction.

Furong drew the Welsh Green Dragon, a fire dragon whose cry was as beautiful as the sound of nature, and the number plate on its neck was number 1.

Fleur seemed to have resigned herself to her fate, as she forced a smile at Mike who was staring at her, before returning to her original position with a blank expression.

Krum's fire dragon is the Chinese Fireball Dragon. As the name suggests, it is a dragon that can spit out fireballs. Its number plate is 2.

He acted quite calmly, which was not surprising. As an international Quidditch superstar, he had seen big scenes.

However, his slightly trembling legs still betrayed his true emotions.

The worst performer was Harry.

His fire dragon is a Hungarian Treespike, a ferocious fire dragon with spikes all over its head and tail, and its number plate is 3.

When the fire dragon appeared in front of him, Harry was startled at first, and then he was stabbed by the sharp thorns on the Horntail Dragon.

So, without any surprise, Harry screamed and threw the exquisite model away.

To be honest, it was so embarrassing that Harry blushed.

But no one would laugh at him at this moment, because everyone would soon face a terrifying monster like the fire dragon!

"Okay! The draw is over, and the official competition is about to begin. I believe you should have seen the number plates on your models. This is the order in which you will appear in a while!" Bagman said, "Next, I will go to the referee's booth to explain the game. When I blow the whistle, the warrior of Beauxbatons will go on stage as the number one player. Do you understand?"

Furong still nodded expressionlessly. She looked sick now, which made people very worried.

But Bagman obviously had no intention of showing any mercy to the beautiful woman. He trotted away from the tent without looking back.

As he left, the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became more depressing.

Mike could see that none of his competitors were in the mood for chatting, so he just found a chair and sat down.

After a while, a whistle was heard.

Furong's already pale face instantly became even paler. She took a deep breath of air and then exhaled.

After repeating this several times, he clenched his trembling fists and walked towards another exit of the tent.

Just as she was about to walk out of the tent, Mike suddenly called her.

Furong turned around in confusion, and heard Mike say softly:
"come on!"

Hearing this, Furong's originally pale face seemed to be tinged with a blush. She forced a smile and replied in an almost inaudible voice:

"Ok!"

After saying this, he resolutely turned around and walked towards the exit.

As Furong appeared on stage, cheers and shouts from the audience could be faintly heard outside the tent.

This voice seemed to make Harry, who was already very nervous, even more nervous. He slowly moved to Mike's side, opening and closing his mouth but unable to utter a word for a long time.

"Hello, Mike." Harry finally spoke, "You look so handsome in this outfit! And the hat is so handsome too!"

He was telling the truth. Mike was now wearing a pure black hunting suit, with a black leather windbreaker similar to a tuxedo on the outside, and Professor Flitwick's lucky tricorn hat on his head.

This outfit hardly improves body flexibility, but it looks really handsome!

Especially when worn on Mike, coupled with his handsome face that has become a little feminine because of the Ravenclaw curse, it has an incomparable charm.

After saying that, Harry looked down at the Quidditch gear he was wearing and suddenly felt so low.

It can be seen that Harry urgently needs someone to talk to in order to relieve the pressure, so Mike is ready to speak to comfort him.

However, before he could open his mouth, the cheers of the audience and Bagman's commentary could be heard again outside the tent.

"Contestant Furong got the dragon egg! She is so outstanding! She even thought of using charm magic to confuse the fire dragon! Although there was a small mistake near the end, it was finally safe..."

After a long explanation, the whistle sounded again. Krum stood up from the ground, patted his pants, and walked out seemingly indifferent.

Harry's legs began to shake because he was next.

"Don't worry, you can make it."

Mike said, patting Harry's shoulder.

Harry bit his lip, hummed, and said no more.

After a while, cheers and whistles were heard.

Harry nodded at Mike, gritted his teeth and rushed out of the tent.

Finally, Mike was the only one left in the tent.

He still sat there, with his head lowered, gently stroking the brim of his tricorn hat.

Where he was rubbing was printed a capital letter F. This was the initials of Professor Flitwick's name.

Perhaps because it was infused with Flitwick's thoughts, Mike felt that the letter seemed to be slightly hot at the moment!

The whistle sounded again, and a confident smile appeared on Mike's lips. The next moment, he stood up and walked towards the exit passage filled with sunlight!

……

The venue for this competition is the same venue as the previous Duel Championship. This huge open-air building similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum was once again filled with guests looking for excitement.

When Mike appeared at one side of the venue facing the sunlight, the entire duel arena was boiling.

The audience cheered and applauded Mike much louder than those for the three warriors before.

This is not surprising, after all, this is Hogwarts, and most of the audience in the stands are students of Hogwarts, and Mike is recognized by them as the strongest.

Bathed in the cheers, Mike rubbed his eardrums that were swollen from the sound waves, stroked the f on the brim of his hat again, then smiled and raised his head to look at the other side of the arena.

There was his opponent this time, an adult Australian whiteeye.

This is an extremely beautiful fire dragon. Its pearly white scales sparkle with colorful brilliance under the sunlight!
This is also an extremely powerful fire dragon. Its roar is like thunder, its wingspan is over ten meters, and its weight is over three tons!
The Australian Whiteeye is a relatively mild-tempered dragon that feeds on sheep and generally does not attack humans.

But today, the waves of sound sweeping over the audience seats undoubtedly frightened it. It was seen pacing around restlessly, roaring at the stands, and behind it was an artificial fire dragon's nest, which contained several gray-white real dragon eggs and a golden egg shining with golden light.

"Dear audience! Player Mike..."

Ludo Bagman's voice was transmitted to the ears of everyone in the duel field through the loudspeaker, but Mike took a deep breath and entered the closed brain state.

With a flick of his wrist, the blackthorn wand appeared in Mike's hand.

And the moment the magic wand appeared, Mike's temperament changed suddenly. The smile on his face disappeared, replaced by an expressionless face.

The cold murderous intent began to spread around with Mike as the center. The Australian white-eyed beast seemed to have sensed something and started to sprint towards Mike.

However, the thick iron chain tied to its feet prevented it from leaving its nest, so it could only roar at Mike at the limit of the chain.

"Those who have watched Mike's previous duels should have an idea of ​​his fighting style. He is used to using Wind Speed ​​and Disillusionment spells to perform high-speed tactics like a ghost! This high mobility is very advantageous in this event! Oh! Look! Mike has locked onto the dragon! I swear, the next moment he will bypass the dragon's defense like he is playing with a child and successfully get the dragon egg!"

The voice of commentator Bagman still echoed above the duel arena, and many people who heard his commentary nodded secretly.

In their opinion, Mike's speed tactics are indeed advantageous when facing this event.

However, Mike did not start charging with Wind Speed ​​Spell and Disillusionment Spell right at the beginning as they had imagined.

Mike lowered his head again and stroked the brim of his hat.

Then, he took a step forward and walked towards the fire dragon at a slow pace, almost like a walk!

"Player Mike is trying to get closer so he can hit the opponent with a single strike! Yes! That must be the case!"

Bagman was forcing an explanation, but Mike showed no intention of speeding up.

He just walked slowly, and walked...

"Merlin's beard, is he crazy? He's about to enter the dragon's fire-breathing distance, why hasn't he sped up yet!" Bagman roared, "I can't wait! Safety officer! Safety officer! Go stop him!"

The security guards who received the order quickly rushed into the stadium.

However, it was too late, Mike had already entered the range of the dragon's fire.

"Roar!"

As a thunderous roar sounded, a huge string of scarlet flames spewed out from the big mouth of the Australian Egg White Eye, carrying a terrifying howl caused by the burning air and flew towards Mike in a black hunting suit!

The audience screamed, and Dumbledore in the referee's seat stood up suddenly, raised his wand and was about to cast a spell.

However, the next moment, something unexpected happened!

Facing the flames that covered the sky like a curtain of fire, Mike raised his wand calmly and said:

"The flames are blazing."

"Bang!~"

A deafening explosion was heard, and a ball of nearly transparent flame spurted out from the tip of the blackthorn wand, rushing towards the fire cloud-like breath of the fire dragon!
One side is scarlet, the other side is almost transparent.

The two flames collided in an instant.

A heat wave swept across the entire duel arena, and at the center where the two flames collided, the terrifying heat burned the surrounding air to the point where it became distorted!
The next moment, the light-colored flame directly engulfed the fire dragon's breath, and the scarlet flame was like ice and snow encountering magma, and began to melt at an almost terrifying speed!
The situation reversed instantly!

At the highest judge's seat, Dumbledore put down his wand, smiled and sat down again.

However, a surprising scene occurred in the audience below him.

The original cheers and shouts all disappeared, and the duel arena that was so lively before was now as quiet as a library!
"Merlin's beard, Player Townley, he actually used a stronger flame to fight back against the fire dragon."

Bagman continued to comment on the game in a voice that sounded almost like a dream. What Mike had just done simply shattered his worldview.

His voice was like a switch, instantly restarting the stunned audience in the stands.

The roaring sound like a tsunami sounded again.

People were shouting Mike's name crazily, shouting the name of the man who created a miracle!
At the beginning, the shouting was a bit chaotic.

But gradually, the sound began to become uniform!
This scene was undoubtedly exciting. Even Krum, who was famous for drinking tea on the Quidditch field, had never enjoyed such treatment.

But Mike on the field remained unmoved.

He just held the wand and maintained the output of the translucent flame.

At the same time, he once again took a step forward and walked towards the fire dragon.

speed
Still so slow!
FPX is awesome! Paris Library! We are the champions again! We are always the champions!

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