Hogwarts: Who uses a crowbar in wizard duels?

At that moment, Ron and Draco were lying behind a boulder, watching Harry and Norbert not far away.

To be precise, I watched how Norbert chased Harry around on the ground with his dragon breath.

At this point, Norber is no longer in its shrunken form, but rather in the size of an adult dragon. As one of the rare dragon species, the Norwegian Ridgeback is a force to be reckoned with.

While it may be slightly inferior to the Hungarian hornet dragon, it's not by much.

"Where's Kevin? If he doesn't do something soon, I think we can start collecting Harry's body."

Draco watched Harry's discomfiture, and although he pretended to be concerned, a smirk revealed that he was secretly gloating.

Harry was chosen as a warrior and became a superstar in the public eye, which he was quite envious of. Now that he sees Harry suffer a loss, he finally feels at peace.

"I don't know. He came early this morning and made Norbert bigger, leaving Harry here to practice alone."

Ron watched Harry spar with the dragon and got a little excited, wanting to go up and try it out.

However, after seeing Harry running away with his head in his hands, he calmed down.

Norber is quite sensible; he was well-trained by Hagrid before.

It was basically like a cat playing with a mouse, toying with Harry, but even so, Harry was still miserable.

The water shield could indeed block dragon breath, but after blocking it a few times, Norber found a way to remove it with a single slap.

The thick smoke was effective the first few times, but Norbert found another trick later.

It flaps its wings directly, blowing away all the thick smoke.

Following Sirius's advice, he also learned the Eye Spell, which proved quite effective, instantly blinding Norbert and forcing him to breathe fire haphazardly.

However, the curse's effect didn't last long before it wore off, and after being hit by it once, Norbert became very cautious and avoided being hit by it again.

For a moment, it was unclear who the sparring partner was.

Harry might not be able to hurt Norbert; on the contrary, Norbert has become more adept at dealing with various spells.

"Nober, stop, stop, I give up!"

Harry was swept away more than ten meters by Norbert's tail and immediately surrendered.

He felt like all his bones were about to fall apart. If it weren't for the Ironclad Curse absorbing most of the damage, it would have taken half his life.

Norbert, who was in high spirits, grumbled unhappily a few times, his breath spitting out flames.

Ron and Draco, seeing Harry lying half-dead on the ground, quickly flipped over the boulder and ran over to check on him.

"Dead without a scar!"

Draco ran over excitedly and asked.

"You'll know once you try carrying Norbert's tail..." Harry muttered listlessly.

Ron quickly took out the potion Kevin had left him, helped Harry up, and forced him to drink it.

After taking a potion of healing, Harry finally felt much better.

Ron then gave Harry some burn ointment; Harry's skin was badly burned, and it was a truly horrific sight.

Fortunately, Kevin's potion was powerful enough to remove even the scars.

Harry was left in Ron's care, so Draco went to feed Norbert.

While feeding her, he praised Norbert for doing a great job.

The three people and the dragon were resting deep in this secluded forbidden forest, but they didn't notice that a sneaky figure in the distance was secretly observing them with a demonic eye.

This man was Moody. He was surprised when he first met Norbert, but he quickly regained his composure.

He was calculating Harry's chances of success in the competition, wondering if he should give Harry any hints.

......

Meanwhile, in Snape's workshop, Kevin was working with Professor Snape on potions.

It was said that the upcoming matches would be quite dangerous, and Dumbledore hoped they could prepare some potions in advance.

"Recently, I've been running low on some materials in my workshop: African tree snakeskin, lacewings, leeches, sapwort..."

The two were quietly making potions when Professor Snape suddenly spoke up.

He didn't look at Kevin, but calmly spoke while brewing the potion.

"Compound decoction".

Before Professor Snape could finish reading, Kevin replied casually.

Upon hearing the names of the first few materials Professor Snape mentioned, Kevin immediately knew what they were for.

Since Harry and his friends didn't steal Snape's herbs to make Polyjuice Potion during their second year, as they did in the movies, Snape didn't misunderstand Harry.

"Although the quantity is not large, it is enough for one person to undergo transformation for a long time."

Snape continued, "Looks like some rats and wild dogs have infiltrated Hogwarts this year."

Snape said this meaningfully, as if reminding Kevin.

Kevin was speechless. Why was Professor Snape still alluding to last year's events...?

But Kevin finally nodded: "I'll keep an eye on it."

Snape fell silent, transforming into a ruthless potion-making machine.

......

After Kevin finishes making the potion, he will go to the Forbidden Forest to find Harry and the others.

I was initially a little worried that Norbert might cause some trouble.

However, when Kevin arrived, he saw Norber sleeping on the ground.

Harry, Norbert, and his two companions leaned against Norbert and chatted, looking quite comfortable.

"Kevin, I thought you'd forgotten about us."

Upon seeing Kevin return, Ron complained to him.

"I have indeed forgotten you, but I still remember Norber."

Kevin walked over with a smile, patted Norber on the head, and said...

Ron rolled his eyes at this, saying he was used to it.

"Kevin, why don't you practice with Norber too? He can break a lot of my spells now."

At this point, Harry also said that he wanted to see how Kevin would deal with the dragon.

Draco and Ron were also very interested and chimed in, looking like they didn't want to miss out on something exciting.

Norber also got excited; she had long wanted to get revenge on Kevin in a full-scale attack, so she fiercely breathed fire into the sky, declaring war on Kevin.

However, they quieted down after Kevin pulled out a crowbar that was cracking with electricity and smashed Norber's head open with it.

Kevin then shrunk Norber and brought him back to Hagrid's cabin. Hagrid felt a pang of heartache and declared that he would never let them take Norber out to play again.

It's worth mentioning that Hagrid seems to have recently had a stroke of good luck, often using the excuse of taking care of the Pegasus at Beauxbatons College to chat with Ms. Maxim.

Because of this, Harry and his friends even reduced the number of times they went to Hagrid's hut.

Meanwhile, Sirius Black has been appearing in various corners of Hogwarts in the form of a large black dog.

Although his Animagus has been reported in the newspaper, not everyone who sees the dog will think of that.

......

Finally, the highly anticipated three-way battle is about to begin its first event.

On the hill outside Hogwarts Castle, a circular arena has long been completed.

All the students arrived here early in the morning, waiting for the competition to begin.

Inside the athletes' tents prepared by the school.

The three warriors also donned special outfits prepared by their respective academies, which could protect the young wizards to some extent.

Except for Kevin, he was still wearing the dark blue robe and cloak that Hermione had given him.

He calmly sat in his chair and poured tea, giving one cup to each of the other three warriors.

Krum and Fleur were momentarily impressed by Kevin's composure.

By this point, they must all know that the project is related to the fire dragon.

So they were all a little uneasy, wondering what the fire dragon was up to.

We can't expect them to defeat the fire dragon, can we?

"The moment everyone has been waiting for is about to arrive! Next up is the first match of the Triumvirate!"

"For everyone's safety, please do not leave your seats."

"And may the four warriors be blessed with good fortune!"

Outside, in the audience seats, the young wizards cheered as Dumbledore appeared and spoke.

Meanwhile, inside the contestants' tent, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny, along with a large black dog, sneaked in.

Are you confident?

Hermione came up to Kevin and naturally straightened his collar as she spoke.

"It wasn't there before, but it is now," Kevin said with a smile.

Hermione playfully patted Kevin's chest.

On the other side, Ron and Ginny were also cheering Harry on, and Ginny even gave Harry a big hug, which made Ron blush.

Sirius Black, now a large black dog, placed his paws on Harry's legs, and Harry knelt down to pat the dog's head.

They didn't stay long; after giving Kevin and Harry a pep talk, they all left.

After Dumbledore had stirred up the atmosphere, he led the two headmasters and Barty the Elder to the players' tents.

"Warriors, the match is about to begin. Come over here!"

Dumbledore addressed the four warriors, who then stepped forward.

Old Barty walked among the group with a black bag in his hand.

"Now each of you reach into the bag. There are four miniature models of fire dragons inside. Whichever fire dragon you draw represents the real fire dragon you will face next."

Old Barty first had a few people draw a prize, and then explained the rules after they were all done.

"Miss Delacour, you go first."

The first one to draw was Hibiscus. She pulled out a small green dragon from the bag, the Welsh Green Dragon.

Looking at the little fire dragon in her hand, Furong looked at her principal with worry at the thought of facing this creature later.

"Mr. Krum, it's your turn."

Old Barty held the bag in front of Krum, who reached in and pulled out a small red dragon—a Chinese fireball.

Karkaroff, who was standing to the side, clearly knew that there was an even more dangerous Hungarian hornet. Seeing that Krum hadn't drawn it, he smiled with relief.

"Come here, Mr. Kevin."

The third one was Kevin. Kevin reached in and pulled out a small yellow dragon, a Swedish short-nosed dragon.

Harry, who was standing nearby, gasped for breath. It was all over; only the most dangerous tree bee dragon remained.

"Mr. Potter."

Old Barty looked at Harry with a half-smile.

Harry had no choice but to bite the bullet and reach in, pulling out a small brown dragon covered in sharp spikes—a Hungarian Hornet Dragon.

After everyone had finished drawing their dragons, Old Barty began to explain the rules of the competition.

"In the next match, you will face the fire dragon you drew."

"These fire dragons are all guarding a golden egg. Your task is simple: retrieve the golden egg."

"These golden eggs hold clues to the next match. You must get them, understand?"

Old Barty said to the four warriors that they were relieved to hear that they only needed to get the golden egg and didn't have to defeat the fire dragon.

"Very good, no problem. The match will begin as soon as the cannon fires."

"Kevin, you're the first one..."

Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, Filch above him lit a salute.

With a loud bang, enthusiastic cheers erupted outside: "Kevin! Kevin! Kevin!"

The rankings for the competition were announced from the beginning.

Kevin was the first to appear, Fleur the second, Krum the third, and Harry the last.

Dumbledore didn't say much more, just pointed ahead and signaled for Kevin to come out.

Kevin nodded, flicked his cloak, and walked out resolutely.

For a fleeting moment, Harry recognized Snape's silhouette from Kevin's fluttering cloak.