Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 638 Less than 1 Minutes

Chapter 638 Less than a Minute
"Wuhu! Does this mean our magic will explode?"

"That Beauxbatons—"

"Get off the field! Pot!"

"We want to see the warriors of Beauxbatons!"

"We don't need you!"

Facing Harry's clothes exploding, this was the first voice that rang out.

However, they forgot that this was a live broadcast.

At Ryan's instruction, nearly half of the hundreds of golden snitches flying in the sky focused their cameras on the students jumping up and down.

Also gave a close-up.

Under the influence of an unknown magic, their parents happened to come to the TV and saw this scene.

And I have already started thinking about what evil spells are suitable for using on children.

Some even started to consider whether they should use the fertility potion to train their trumpet again.

However, not all the players in the arena are perverts.

There are also some, for example, those who have girlfriends.

"Angie! Don't look!".
"Can't the judges change Harry Potter's clothes?"

"Indecent!"

Those sitting next to their girlfriends covered their eyes.

Among them were Ron and Draco.

Even Neville quickly turned Hannah, who was still in an ambiguous relationship with him, away.

But for most witches.

This is truly a beautiful sight.

Just think about it, the characters in the big stories you have heard since childhood, who are not bad looking, appear in front of you shirtless.

What would you think.

The answer is of course to accept it with pleasure!
"Slurp x100!"

"Is Harry Potter so strong?"

"I wish I were Ginny!"

"Weasley is still a second-year kid! Let me do it!"

And Ginny, in the original world line, wanted to make Harry notice that she was a wonderful woman who could date girls by having more boyfriends and being intimate in front of Harry.

Faced with her boyfriend's exposure.

She just raised her eyebrows and admired it quietly.

His eyes were full of pride.

The only time she showed embarrassment was when she said apologetically to the classmates around her: "That - that was a lie.

I said Harry had a Norwegian Ridgeback tattooed on his chest."

And when he was arguing on the stage because of Harry, the only thing he had eyes for was the Hungarian tree spike.

It was crouching low, with its wings half-folded, as if about to flutter.

Those fierce yellow eyes were fixed upon Harry.

This is an extremely large, lizard-like reptile covered in scales.

It twisted its spiky tail violently, leaving several meters long pits on the hard ground.

Faced with such a scene, he just whispered, "2 minutes 49 seconds. 32 seconds. Start."

boom!
There was a huge hole in the ground where Harry had just been standing.

It was left by Harry's foot hitting the ground when he sprinted just now.

Big holes keep appearing.

His strength was completely converted into speed, coupled with the green storm wings under his ribs.

The people on the stage even lost track of Harry.

There was only the earthquake-like roar and the whistling of sliding air as Harry moved.

The Norwegian Ridgeback on the opposite side was stunned by this horrifying scene.

It took a few seconds for it to come back to its senses.

However, at this time, Harry had already arrived in front of it.

The spike on its tail, which it was so proud of, now became Harry's best foothold.

He stretched out his hand and grasped the point where the thorns and scales touched.

call!
Fifty feet of flame burst from its mouth.

However, before it could focus, it lost gravity.

"The way to get rid of goblins - in circles!" Harry used the method of throwing goblins that Fred and George taught him at the Weasleys' house, and now he used it on this Hungarian tree spike.

(Fred and George: "That's what we taught him!")
He held the junction of the sharp spikes and scales with one hand and the tip of the tail with the other.

The whole person was spinning in circles.

The fire dragon also danced in his hands.

The flame formed a circle of fire in the air.

boom!
Harry did not choose to throw the dragon away.

Instead, he raised his hands high and threw it heavily to the ground.

The hard ground was covered with dust and sand.

The students in the front row of the stands were all disappointed.

Some of the unlucky ones were hit on the head by the flying rocks, becoming seriously injured.

It’s a pity that this is not a fantasy novel, otherwise this would be considered the demeanor of a great emperor.

The five referees sitting on seats decorated with golden tassels also exclaimed.

After the smoke cleared.

Two depressions, each 30 feet long, appeared.

The one under Harry's feet was spiral-shaped, while the dragon's was irregular and nearly elliptical.

Most of the bronze spikes on the black scales of the Hungarian tree were broken off.

However, despite such a strong impact, it still shook its head and stood up staggeringly.

Just as Harry was about to move forward again, Hagrid came running up to the entrance of the venue.

"Harry! The kid has given up." Harry looked at it.

After it stood up, it lowered its ferocious big head again.

Then it rubbed up to Hagrid like a puppy seeing its master.

The dragon trainers also rushed over.

Surround the fire dragon.

He conjured up a number of white bandages as thick as wrists and wrapped it up.

Then the dragon trainers used their wands to command it to float towards the venue surrounded by thick wooden boards.

"Well, Potter, although you--" Professor McGonagall came over and looked Harry up and down, "Please go to the first aid tent as soon as possible."

"Wait," Harry suddenly sat down cross-legged, "it's time."

Along with a burst of heat, Harry's muscles suddenly shrank.

From Neville's bulging, obvious muscles to his original streamlined shape.

"It's fine now." He stood up and walked out of the venue.

Only waves of surprised cries were left.

Then he saw Madam Pomfrey standing at the entrance to the second tent, looking anxious.

"Dragon!" she said in a disgusted tone, pulling Harry in.

The tent was divided into several small compartments, but it was clear that he was the only one in the tent now.

Madam Pomfrey looked Harry's body over, then her mood changed from anger to surprise, "It's incredible that the only thing that was damaged was your robes.

OK, you can go out and check your score now."

As soon as he stepped out of the tent, he saw Ginny running towards him.

The whole person hung on him like a koala.

After a tender moment, Harry put on the robe Ginny brought, and walked with her from the audience passage to the stands.

In the stands, Mr. Weasley stood up, "This is unbelievable!
Our youngest warrior defeated the strongest Hungarian striker in less than a minute!"

His wand was raised into the air.

A long silver ribbon-like thing spurted out from the wand, twisting to form a big "10".

Dumbledore was next, blowing a "10" into the air.

Then there was Madame Maxime, who gave it a score of 9.

The audience booed.

Mrs. Vukanova – 8 points.

The boos got louder.