Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

As he asked his question, all eyes were once again focused on Cedric.

At this moment, Cedric, who remained on the ground, had completed the spellcasting.

A soft white light flashed from the tip of his wand.

Six small birds with light brown feathers flew out in response, their wings flapping in unison, circling his body clockwise, occasionally letting out clear chirps, as if confirming each other's positions, or as if waiting for the next instruction.

"Hahaha! This is really interesting!" Ludobagman's laughter amplified through the stands by a megaphone spell. He leaned forward, pointing at the six little birds, his tone full of curiosity. "It seems the Hogwarts heroes are planning to use their numbers to gain the upper hand! Originally, it was three heroes against two dragons and a cat-and-leopard, but now with these six magical birds, the numbers have multiplied several times over! To be honest, I'm already starting to worry about the Hebrides Black Dragon and the ordinary Welsh Green Dragon, not to mention the cat-and-leopard that hasn't even officially appeared yet—they'll be facing more than just human heroes! But what use are these little birds anyway?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cedric flipped and leaped onto the flying broom, his feet firmly planted on the footplate. He gripped the broom handle tightly with his left hand and raised his wand to his chest with his right, the tip of the wand pointing at the group of fire dragons in front of him.

The next second, a sharp but not piercing whistle came from the tip of his wand, with strong penetrating power, which could be clearly heard even by the audience in the stands.

This is a clear signal!
"Everyone must have heard that whistle!" Ludobagman immediately reminded everyone. "Diggory gave the tactical signal! Now, turn your attention to the air—watch out for the other two warriors! Look! Their movements have clearly changed!"

Sure enough, Harry and Draco, who were initially just cruising at low altitude, instantly adjusted their flight strategy.

Harry maneuvered his flying broomstick, flying close to the edge of the wings of a regular Welsh green dragon, the tip of the broomstick occasionally brushing against the dragon's scales, deliberately creating friction.

Draco flew directly to the top of the black dragon in the Hebdiri Islands, hovering less than two meters from its horns, occasionally emitting faint sparks from the tip of his wand. His attack was weak, but his provocation was palpable.

"Look at them! They're so proactive, you could even call it radical!" Ludobagman's voice was full of amazement, tinged with a hint of tension. "They're clearly deliberately trying to provoke the dragon into breathing fire! This kind of close-range provocation could easily lead to being engulfed in flames! I'm really curious about what kind of plan these three warriors from Hogwarts have devised to risk such a dangerous approach and invite trouble!"

The first to be enraged was the Black Dragon of the Hebdiri Islands.

It sensed the disturbance above it, and its massive head suddenly twisted to the left.

The movement was faster than expected, and the strong wind it generated even made Draco's broom shake.

Immediately afterwards, it opened its blood-red maw, and a torrent of deep blue dragon breath, accompanied by sparks, erupted forth, heading straight for Draco's position.

On the other hand, Harry wasn't doing much better.

The ordinary Welsh green dragon, annoyed by his rubbing, suddenly raised its front paws and lunged at his broom.

Harry reacted quickly, lowering his body sharply until his chest was almost pressed against the broom handle, and even his breathing became shallow.

The green dragon's claws grazed his shoulder, the sharp tips catching a strand of hair—a near miss.

Before he could even catch his breath, the green dragon opened its mouth again, spewing orange-red dragon breath towards him.

He quickly pulled the broom handle, making a sharp turn in the air to barely avoid the fire, but the hem of his robe was still scorched by the sparks, instantly igniting a small flame.

"Damn it!" Harry cursed under his breath, steadying the broom with his left hand and swiftly waving his wand with his right, clearly reciting the Cutting Charm.

A silver blade of light flashed, and the burning hem of the robe fell off and quickly went out on the ground.

He dared not linger and immediately manipulated the fire bolt to lower his body again, avoiding the green dragon's tail whip that followed closely behind.

The dragon's tail swept across the ground, raising a cloud of dust half a meter high, and creating a shallow crater in the ground.

"Harry! Hold them off on the left!" Cedric's voice suddenly came from behind. He was riding a broomstick, leading six birds, and flying towards the Black Dragon of the Hebdiri Islands, clearly to coordinate with Harry's actions.

Harry immediately understood and shouted back, "Roger!"

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Cedric nodding at him. The six birds had already scattered and were flying towards the black dragon's eyes, as if to interfere with its vision.

This is a golden opportunity!
Without further hesitation, Harry manipulated the Firebolt to leap higher, flying straight toward the head of the Hebdiri Islands black dragon.

This time, he didn't just rub against it; instead, he deliberately circled around in front of the dragon.

The black dragon was completely enraged, and a deep roar came from its throat as it prepared to unleash its dragon breath.

"Expelliarmus!" Harry seized the moment, pointed the tip of his wand at the black dragon's mouth, and decisively cast the spell.

A red beam of light struck the inside of the black dragon's mouth precisely. Immediately afterward, a faint "crack" sound was heard, as if something hard had broken. Perhaps it was a small stone stuck between the dragon's teeth, or perhaps it was tartar in its mouth.

This completely ignited the black dragon's fury.

It suddenly raised its head, its bright purple eyes filled with bloodshot veins, and its originally low roar turned into a deafening howl, causing the entire arena to tremble slightly.

Harry could clearly feel the overwhelming anger, and his heart pounded faster.

He knew this was not the time to be distracted!
"Cedric! Get ready to cover!" Harry shouted, while simultaneously maneuvering his broomsticks to begin the retreat.

But it was too late. The Hebdiri Islands Black Dragon opened its blood-red maw, and a deep blue dragon breath, twice as thick as before, surged out, almost covering the entire space in front of him, as if it wanted to burn him and his broom to ashes.

Harry's pupils contracted sharply. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately pulled the broom handle, making a huge arc to the right.

The circle had a radius of ten meters, and his body was almost parallel to the ground. The end of the broom even grazed the pebbles on the ground, sending sparks flying.

Finally, just as the dragon's breath was about to catch up with him, he successfully circled around to the side and rear of the black dragon, avoiding the fatal blow.

As Harry maneuvered his Firebolt around the Hebdiri Islands' black dragon, he suddenly caught a glimpse of four small, dark figures out of the corner of his eye.

These were four of the six birds that Cedric had transformed into earlier. They were moving at incredible speed, taking advantage of the moment the fire dragon opened its mouth to roar, and darted into the mouth of the Hebdiri Islands black dragon.

Almost at the same moment the bird entered the fire dragon's mouth, the Hebdiri Islands black dragon's body suddenly reacted abnormally.

Its neck swelled rapidly at a visible speed, its once smooth neck lines became bloated and twisted, and it made painful "gurgling" sounds from its throat.

Immediately afterwards, several emerald green vines sprouted from the corners of its mouth, nostrils, and even the gaps around its eyes. The tips of the vines were covered with tiny barbs, tightly wrapping around the dragon's teeth and scales, as if forcibly holding its mouth in place. What made the dragon even more miserable was that tiny poisonous tentacles were also attached to the vines.

These venomous tentacles continuously contracted and stung the dragon's oral mucosa and skin, each sting causing the dragon's body to tremble violently.

Although the fire dragon was still frantically twisting and struggling to break free of the vines, its movements noticeably slowed down at a visible rate, and its originally fierce roar gradually weakened into painful whimpers.

"Fantastic! The Hogwarts heroes have succeeded!" Ludobagman's cheers echoed throughout the arena through the amplification charm. He waved his arms excitedly. "They didn't choose to confront it head-on, but instead took a different approach, attacking from inside the dragon! This idea is brilliant! Even if the dragon's scales are thick enough to withstand most spells, surely its internal organs aren't protected by strong armor? Its internal organs are vulnerable! This is absolutely the most creative tactic of the entire tournament!"

"Aren't we...?" Harry looked at the fire dragon controlled by the vines, his heart filled with excitement, and he couldn't help but shout loudly that they had succeeded.

But before he could be happy for long, a sudden burst of screams came from the stands.

The scream was instantly drowned out by the piercing sound of something cutting through the air.

Harry felt the hairs on the back of his head suddenly stand on end, and a strong sense of danger washed over him. He instinctively tried to control the fire bolt to create distance, but this time his reaction was a beat too slow.

A cold sensation came from his back first, followed by a burning pain—he could even feel the heat of his skin being cut open.

Harry endured the pain, propelled the fire bolt high into the air, and looked down at his back.

The black robe had been ripped open with a long gash, and blood was seeping out of the wound, staining the shirt underneath.

Fortunately, the wound wasn't too deep; it only scratched the surface of the skin and didn't damage any internal organs.

Harry frowned, took his wand out of his pocket with his uninjured hand, and cast a simple hemostatic spell on the wound on his back, temporarily slowing the bleeding.

He knew in his heart that he was not proficient in healing magic. If he couldn't use magic, it would be useless and would only drag down the current situation.

Therefore, he could only provide emergency treatment first, and then use dandelion extract to completely heal the wound after the project was completed.

They had learned in potions class that white cinnamon essence was incredibly effective for this kind of external injury; if applied evenly, it could scab over and heal in just a few seconds.

This is the result of his own "experiments" many times.

So Harry wasn't worried about these external injuries.

In the short span of seconds that Harry was examining his wound, the ordinary Welsh green dragon on the other side met the same fate.

While Harry was distracted, Cedric and Draco threw the remaining magical plant seeds at the green dragon. Vines and poisonous tentacles also emerged from the green dragon's body, quickly taking it firmly under control and leaving it frozen in place, unable to move, only able to occasionally let out a few weak roars.

After confirming that both dragons were under control, Harry, despite the pain in his back, slowly lowered the fire bolt to the ground.

Cedric and Draco immediately gathered around, and Cedric pulled a handful of black seeds from his pocket and scattered them on the ground.

These are the seeds of the Man-Eating Thorns. Upon contact with air, they begin to grow rapidly, quickly growing into a thicket of thorns taller than a person in just a few seconds. This thicket completely envelops the two fire dragons, effectively eliminating any possibility of their escape.

“Your wound is alright, it’s shallow. You dodged in time. Let me treat it for you.” Cedric looked at the wound on Harry’s back with a hint of worry in his voice. He raised his wand, the tips of which shimmered with a soft, pale blue light, and slowly waved it at the wound.

This is a basic healing spell. Although it is not as effective as Dictamnus dasycarpus, it can temporarily relieve pain and promote wound healing.

While Cedric was treating Harry, Draco waved his wand again, summoning a bag from the air.

It contains seeds of the biting cabbage.

He scattered the seeds in every corner of the arena. The seeds sprouted immediately upon landing and grew into fist-sized green cabbages covered with tiny teeth that could roll quickly on the ground.

Once Harry's back wound had begun to heal, the biting cabbage on the ground started to take effect.

They were frantically chasing after the cat and leopard that had been previously restrained.

The cat-leopard originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to launch a sneak attack, but as soon as it took a step, it stepped on a rolling, biting cabbage.

The cabbage suddenly opened its "mouth" and bit the leopard's paw tightly. The leopard was in so much pain that it swung its leg violently and finally crushed the cabbage.

Before it could even stand still, several more biting cabbages rolled in from different directions. Some bit its tail, while others climbed onto its back and gnawed at its fur with their teeth.

The cat and leopard were so preoccupied with the biting cabbages that they had no time to pay attention to Harry and his companions.

Meanwhile, Harry, Cedric, and Draco seized the opportunity to ride their flying broomsticks toward the golden egg in the center of the arena.

The golden egg lay there quietly, undamaged, and only one final step remained to seize it.

"My God! There's actually a way to deal with this!" Ludobagman looked at the cats and leopards being entangled by the man-eating cabbages in the arena, his eyes narrowed with laughter, and tears almost welled up in his eyes. "I was joking before that Hogwarts wanted to win by sheer numbers, but I didn't expect them to actually do it! These densely packed man-eating cabbages have completely compressed the cats' and leopards' space to the extreme!"

He leaned on the commentary stand, barely managing to compose himself, but his voice was still full of amazement: "Honestly, if I were that leopard cat, seeing so many round, chubby cabbages that would even bite around me would probably give me a splitting headache! This tactic seems simple, but it takes the principle of 'overcoming strength with softness' to the extreme—it doesn't need to cause any real damage, just holding off the opponent is the greatest success!"

In fact, these biting cabbages do have limited attack power.

Their teeth can only scratch the outer fur of cats and leopards, and cannot damage the deep muscles, let alone cause fatal injuries.

However, they have the advantage of being numerous, agile, and once they bite down on a target, they will not easily let go.

The relentless attacks gave the cat-leopard no chance to catch its breath. Even if it wanted to use its signature hypnotic magic, it would need to concentrate. However, the cabbage's constant interference made it impossible for it to even calm its mind, let alone cast a spell.

Just as the cat-leopard was getting increasingly frustrated by the man-eating cabbage and was letting out angry and helpless roars, Harry, Cedric, and Draco had already landed steadily next to the golden egg on their flying brooms.

The three exchanged a glance, then reached out in unison and lifted the gleaming golden egg off the stone platform.

A thunderous cheer erupted from the stands. (End of Chapter)