Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 639: Rising in Adversity
Karkaroff's behavior undoubtedly shifted other people's resentment from Madame Vokhanova to him.

It also caused dissatisfaction among many people.

Ginny, who was beside Harry, was about to jump up in anger, "What? 7 points? Harry dealt with the most powerful dragon so quickly! And showed off his body!"

In the stands, Ron: "You nasty, biased guy!"

Draco even started to recite the catchphrase that he had not given up until his first year: "I want my dad."

In the Leaky Cauldron, Old Tom threw the cup in his hand to the ground.

He raised his fist in anger and uttered indescribable obscenities.

Other customers in the bar also joined in.

In the Burrow, Mrs. Weasley walked angrily towards the fireplace, her wand tightly clenched in her hand.

The wizards of Atlantis began to ask each other for specific information about Karkaroff.

They seem sane and have no way of harming each other under the magical contract here.

However, they still dare to cast some profound but non-fatal curses on outsiders.

Some of them were even quick enough to keep repeating Karkaroff's full name and began to curse his name.

However, not all wizards think that Karkaroff's score is low.

Zacharias, who hadn't been taught a lesson for a while, acted as a rationalist, "Harry Potter's fighting style is too rough, not like a wizard at all!
And the reason why he is so powerful is because of the group magic we gave him.

In my opinion, even if it were me, I could handle it.

Karkaroff—"

Before he could finish his words, Dudley pinned him down.

However, Ryan found Karkaroff's low score understandable.

There is a saying: The emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is.

Karkaroff is the eunuch to Grindelwald.

He led his students to use cold violence against his former favorite student Krum because Krum openly opposed Grindelwald.

And this time, he deliberately gave Harry a low score because Harry was Dumbledore's favorite.

To him, Harry was like the lover of his own royal concubine.

As the emperor's loyal servant, it was only natural for him to trip up Harry a little when he couldn't target him.

The ground has been completely repaired using magic.

The second whistle came from Mr. Weasley, who was sitting in the golden tasseled judges' chair.

The group of students from Durmstrang also began to chant spells.

The door of the area surrounded by thick wooden boards opened, and another black dragon slowly crawled out.

However, compared to the previous one, it is about one-third smaller.

Its eyes were purple, and its back was covered in razor-like ridges.

The tail is a pointed arrow and the wings are like a bat.

Krum appeared next, and three beams of light, dimmer than before, fell on him like meteors.

It was obvious that the group magic performed by Durmstrang's students was much weaker.

This can be seen from the crescent-shaped white that is not all over Krum's eyes, the illusory purple halo on his head, and the light green wind wings.

Students from other schools on the stage all felt unfair about this.

"This is murder!"

"Stop this unfair game!"

"Krum! My hero, he's still so calm and composed!"

"It must be that Karkaroff! Arthur Weasley, take him to Azkaban!"

There was a roar of noise from the audience. Krum had no idea whether the noise was friendly or malicious, and he no longer cared.

He just raised his wand to the sky, cleared his mind of distractions, and focused completely and absolutely on that one thing, "Here comes Nimbus 2001!"

That's right, not the Firebolt.

But it was the Nimbus 2001 that he fought with on the field.

He knew that if he called it would come.

Then he heard something whizzing through the air behind him.

He turned and saw his Nimbus 2001 skirting the edge of the Forbidden Forest and flying towards him quickly.

It flew into the arena and suddenly stopped in mid-air beside him, waiting for him to step onto it.

The voices in the crowd became louder. The fire dragon slowly crawled towards him.

However, he didn't care at all.

It was all he had eyes for.

The crescent moon in the eyes disappeared, the halo on the head shattered, and the wind wings under the ribs dissipated.

(There are bursts of exclamations from the crowd.

Several referees except Karkaroff and Dumbledore stood up.

But Dumbledore blocked the decision to stop the match.)

They were all focused on it.

His only lover,
The best partner.

He lifted his leg, stepped onto the broom, pushed off the ground, and flew into the air.

A warm current came from the broom under him.

He seemed now to be one with the broom.

As long as he wants to appear somewhere, it will take him there without any other manipulation.

He circled up quickly and turned into an afterimage.

Wherever he passed, there were terrifying sonic booms.

This far exceeds the speed of a Firebolt.

However, his body and broom were intact.

At such a high speed, he lost his vision of the outside world.

All you can see are colorful afterimages.

Yet he was not alarmed.

What he abandoned was not only the ground, but also his fear.

He was back where he felt most at home.

It was just another Quidditch match, that's all.

The fire dragon below was no longer a threat to him.

He just needed to fly lightly over its head.

Bang bang bang!
As soon as he thought about it, he broke through the air and appeared ten feet above the fire dragon's head.

Then fly.
Rumble!
The dragon fell to the ground.
The head drooped limply,
The purple pupils dilated.

Krum hovered not far away, breathing heavily, with a long depression beneath him caused by the sonic boom.

"My God, he can fly!" cried Arthur Weasley - and the audience gasped and shrieked. "Did you see that, Mr Karkaroff?"

Karkaroff curled his lips in displeasure.

The students from Durmstrang all lowered their heads.

It was in stark contrast to the surrounding noise.

Hagrid ran out again, "Okay, okay, the game is over. Earl (the name of the black dragon of the Hebridean Islands) has admitted defeat!"

The dragon trainers also came running over. "Oh my god! Why are all the dragons injured in the competition?"
Finally, the dragon had a bandage wrapped around its head and was also moved to the area surrounded by wooden boards.

“Krum didn’t fight!

Just fly!

Why didn’t I think of that!

No, I don't know how to transfer the blessing to the broom!" Harry sighed.

“But he wasn’t as fast as you. It took him almost 2 minutes to summon the broom.

The dragon is almost crawling in front of him." Ginny added.

The audience in the stands all looked at the referee.

Madame Maxime – 9 points!
Dumbledore - 10 points!
Arthur Weasley - 10 points!
Mrs. Vukanova – 7 points!
However, this time no one booed.

They all looked at Karkaroff.

I wanted to see how he would grade this student whom he disliked so much that he wanted to murder him.

Karkaroff raised his wand and blew out the number "3".

(End of this chapter)