A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 627 Go home and raise Tebo warthogs! (Thanks to 'Slope Voldemort' for the 10,000 coin reward)

The black spear, carrying a dangerous aura, pierced through.

At such close range, with the dragon's attention drawn to Malfoy... there was almost no chance of evasion.

Most importantly, the eye is just a blister that bursts easily... It has no dragon scales, zero magic resistance, and no level three physical defense armor.

Otherwise, why would people say that the eyes are the most vulnerable part of a fire dragon's body?

This suddenly gives me the feeling that close-range shotguns are truly invincible; as long as you hit, one shot will take someone down.

Thus, the black spear pierced the fire dragon's left eye without any hindrance.

A heart-wrenching wail echoed through the arena, nearly knocking Ron and Malfoy unconscious.

While Malfoy was bending over and twirling around, he had already slyly run towards the golden egg.

He was incredibly fast, and Ron, realizing he couldn't catch up, raised his wand and roared, "Grin Whoosh!"

A flash of silver light struck Malfoy in the back, causing him to bend over and pant heavily.

Ron surged ahead, and Malfoy, panting heavily, pointed his wand at Malfoy's knee and, laughing and panting, said, "Tarantella!"

Ron's legs began to twitch uncontrollably, as if he were dancing a quickstep.

The two of them scrambled and crawled toward the golden egg.

Everyone knows that the more golden eggs you have, the higher your score.

But after half an hour of creating the python, Malfoy had almost no magic left and quickly fell into a disadvantageous position in the contest.

Ron was the first to grab the two golden eggs.

Malfoy hugged Ron from behind, and the two spun around, jumped, and closed their eyes...

The enraged fire dragon, enduring the pain, opened one eye and unleashed its most powerful dragon breath.

The scorching flames were now magnified before their eyes! The refraction of air caused by the heat was clearly visible, as if space itself had been distorted.

It seems like they'll turn into human meat skewers in the next second.

But their gamble paid off; dragon tamers appeared from all directions, raising their wands.

The flames exploded into fireballs, scattering in all directions like shotgun shells.

Two more wizards seized Ron and Malfoy, then Apparated and disappeared.

Ten minutes later, the fire dragon, which had lost an eye, was completely subdued.

The venomous dragon lay on the ground, drool dripping from its mouth, one eye still slightly open, filled with resentment and regret.

This is what happens to foodies!

Do you still dare to be greedy?

The audience was completely bewildered, utterly bewildered.

In the last three minutes... the situation changed dramatically.

The fire dragon was leisurely enjoying its skewers when it suddenly screamed and spewed out flames.

What exactly happened?

Did the dragon not get enough of eating and want to eat Weasley and Malfoy too?

No one knew that all they saw was Ron holding two golden eggs, covered in wounds but with a smug look on his face.

Malfoy glared at him with hatred, his expression twisted in various ways, as if he wanted to strangle him.

If I had to describe it, it would be like those perverts in China.

He must have felt immense jealousy and anger upon learning that his wife, Satomi Ishihara, had married someone else!

Although you have many wives, if you marry one today and another tomorrow... it won't last long.

The audience was in an uproar, with Li loudly commentating and speculating about what had just happened.

The referee's bench fell into an eerie silence.

After a long silence, Karkarov wore a mocking smile, his blue eyes filled with amusement.

"I don't recall anyone telling me that warriors could use dark magic—have I not read the regulations carefully enough?"

"That's impossible!" Madame Maxim also joined forces with Karkarov.

She said sharply, "According to the rules, warriors are forbidden from using dark magic."

"Yeah, if we could use that, our school's warriors wouldn't have been in such a sorry state just now," Karkaroff scoffed.

"I'm not bragging, but most of the students at our school have mastered a few dark spells. If they can't use them, their strength is severely weakened."

That's true. Durmstrang is a magic school famous for teaching dark magic.

"But," Ludo said, "that was a very dangerous moment, and I think... we could have been more lenient."

"What do you think?" Maxim stared at Ludo, his tone filled with disgust. "So, we can disregard the rules?"

"That's not what I meant, but we have to be realistic..."

"Actually starting from here?" Maxim said indignantly, "When Granger used Apparition, you objected, saying she was violating the rules;

"Weasley used dark magic, which clearly violated the rules, and you're saying we should consider the practicalities?"

She gave a mocking laugh.

"I propose an investigation into Mr. Bagman, as I suspect he is involved in off-field betting... and attempting to manipulate matches."

Lu Duo opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

"That's a very serious accusation, Mrs. Maxim," Dumbledore said. "We'll need evidence."

"I have no evidence, but everyone can see Mr. Bagman's double standards." Maxim gave Ludo a disgusted look.

Karkaroff is a scoundrel, but it's obvious to everyone... He favors his own school.

But Bagman put on a fair face and applied double standards... which disgusted her even more.

Ludo shut up completely.

"If we cannot be given a reasonable explanation, Beauxbatons will refuse to participate in the remaining matches," Mrs. Maxim said.

"What do you think, Barty?" Dumbledore asked, looking up.

"The match must go on, so Weasley cannot be disqualified. But this round's results are void," Crouch said coldly.

"Alright, it seems the referees have reached a consensus," Li said, glancing at the referee's table.

"Regarding Mr. Weasley's score, he has two golden eggs... I fairly believe it's at least in the seventies."

But given his performance throughout the match, he should be ranked significantly lower than Miss Delacour.

"What?!" Lee suddenly shouted, "I just received a message from the referee's table that Mr. Weasley's score for this round is invalid."

Ron stared incredulously at the referee's table and shouted, "I have two golden eggs! Why?!"

"Because... the use of black magic is prohibited in the Triwizard Tournament!" Li read the verdict.

"Mr. Weasley clearly used an offensive dark magic spell at the last moment, so this round's score is invalid."

Ron stood there, frozen in place.

He once possessed Voldemort's diary. Tom taught him a few dark spells in an attempt to corrupt him.

Ron studied for more than half a year and then used it at Lockhart's Duel Club.

The result was disastrous; Malfoy was no match for him and was nearly killed.

Ron never used that dark magic again after that.

but……

"I didn't use it on a wizard," he argued. "And I didn't know it couldn't be used..."

"Reading the rules of the game beforehand is the warrior's job," Crouch said curtly. "Your lack of knowledge is not the Ministry of Magic's responsibility."

"But I have two golden eggs," he said gruffly, his neck stiff.

"Child, if it weren't for that dark magic, how many do you think you would have?" Maxim asked directly.

"Why don't you use any of those useful spells, like the Eye Disease Charm?"

Ron remained silent... There wasn't enough time; he hadn't learned it yet.

Malfoy grinned smugly.

Now that Weasley's results have been cancelled, what about those two golden eggs...?

Mrs. Maxim raised her wand into the air.

A long, silver ribbon-like thing shot out from the wand, forming a large [4].

Next up was Crouch. He shot a [3] into the air.

Dumbledore smiled slightly and gave a [9].

Ludo followed closely behind with [6]...

Malfoy looked dazed; how come his grades were all in the single digits?

Isn't this a competition with a 100-point system? Why does it feel like a 10-point system to him?

Well, obviously the judges don't think a warrior who was treated like a kebab by a fire dragon and then had snake meat grilled for it... deserves double digits.

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