Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse...

Chapter 324 Return to the Sky

"It finally worked..."

Seeing this, Avada couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

To be honest, if he weren't afraid of being too shocking and arousing the suspicion of the extremely pureblood faction, including Little Barty, who was hiding in the shadows, and doing something even more unscrupulous, he would have even planned to analyze the magical structure of the dragon flame and the charging stone pillar on the spot, and then conjure up the kind of magic that could charge the golden egg with his bare hands and throw four of them at once—but that would actually be no different from announcing in public that he had magical senses.

"But it's not bad as it is now!"

Avada Kedavra waved his wand once more, causing a thick fog with a pungent odor to once again envelop the entire area. Then, while using his magical senses to observe the ground, he precisely fired spells that could create violent explosions, guiding the fire dragon's movement...

"Second success!"

From the stands, "Ludo Bagman" shouted excitedly, "It seems Mr. Ken has grasped the rhythm of the fire dragon's attack and found the key to victory! And this success is clearly more skillful than the last—he almost foresaw the fire dragon's movements, then simultaneously timed the emergence of the stone pillars and the gaps in the fire dragon's movement to release interference, forcing the fire dragon to exhale again!"

"Originally, in the first phase, the warrior had to contend with the fire dragon while simultaneously guiding its breath attacks and preventing its charges from destroying the stone pillars. But now the situation seems to have reversed. Apart from one stone pillar being accidentally destroyed earlier, Mr. Ken has been handling things with ease. Up until now, neither his movement speed nor his spellcasting frequency has decreased at all, and he hasn't taken any energy-restoring potions he's gained during the process. He's like a perpetual motion machine..."

"But... look, that Ukrainian Iron Belly is already showing signs of fatigue. This kind of fire dragon needs to drag its body weighing over a hundred tons to move, and although its endurance is equally impressive, it still can't withstand the high-intensity interference and the almost unstoppable movement. This will allow Mr. Ken's second phase to proceed quite smoothly... Oh! Look! The charging pillars are popping up again! Will Mr. Ken succeed this time!?"

"The stone pillar is five...four...three...success!"

"He completed two charges in less than a minute! It seems Mr. Ken's bad luck has run out, and now everything is going smoothly for him..."

"whispering sound."

Listening to Little Barty frantically applying debuffs to himself from the sidelines, Avada pursed his lips and continued to focus on dealing with the fire dragon's attacks—just as Little Barty had said, the fire dragon did indeed look somewhat tired now, and the power of its dragon fire breath was significantly weaker than at the beginning.

He estimated that if it weren't for the "Enrage the Dragon" curse on him that was constantly fueling the fire dragon's desire to attack him, the fire dragon would have already given up and lay down, unmoved by any provocation he made.

The fourth time...

"The fifth time!"

Finally, when the poor Ukrainian Ironbelly, provoked to the point of no return and unable to move due to its limbs being magically restricted, finally unleashed another powerful breath attack, slamming it squarely into the charging stone pillar that had just emerged from the ground. A final, special spell shot up from the top of the pillar, precisely striking the tiered stand floating in the sky, its base displaying the number "4." With this hit, the number below finally changed to "5," then flickered a few times before going out.

"Mr. Ken has passed the first stage of the test!"

"Bagman," as usual, adopted an excited demeanor as he explained, "Although there were some setbacks along the way, Mr. Ken, with his excellent magical skills and keen insight, successfully completed the charging of the golden egg overall—but next, he will face the ultimate wrath of a fire dragon that has regained its ability to fly and harbors a long-standing grudge against him!"

"Can he defeat this enormous beast in front of him?"

Karala... Karala...

Before Bagman could even voice his final question, a sharp, piercing, eerie sound echoed throughout the arena, as if someone were trying to force a rusty machine back into operation—a mournful sound from metal, a sound that came from the wings of a fire dragon.

The chains that had bound the dragon's wings were now snapping away one by one, gradually revealing the colossal wings that blotted out the sky. The Ukrainian Iron-Bellied Dragon, already over sixty feet long, now had a wingspan exceeding one hundred feet when fully extended. The various ancient spells imbued with it were rapidly altering the dragon's body, making it lighter and more agile…

"hold head high--!"

With a long, resonant roar, the fire dragon raised its head and half its body upright, its massive shadow instantly obscuring Avada's pitifully small body. In his vision, it seemed as if a small mountain had suddenly risen from the ground before him, and then two crimson points lit up at the top of that mountain—the fire dragon's eyes, now stripped of their shield and revealing their ferocious nature to the air.

call!

A sudden gust of wind, nearly blowing Avada away, deflected his raised wand, causing his surprise Eye Strike spell to miss its mark. The wind made him instinctively close his eyes, but his magical senses still revealed a dazzling mass of crimson life force rising into the air at incredible speed—the ruler of the skies had finally returned to his domain, and so, what next…

"Armor for protection!!"

Avada even had to chant the incantation aloud to unleash an Ironclad Spell strong enough to withstand the dragon's breath from the sky—after returning to the sky, the area covered by the dragon's breath suddenly expanded several times over, becoming even more difficult to dodge; and the sturdy stone pillars that used to rise from time to time to provide the warrior with a chance to catch his breath had disappeared underground in the second phase, and he now had to rely almost entirely on his magical strength to face the dragon's breath head-on...

"The oppressive feeling of the flying fire dragon is quite strong..."

Avada felt a deep-seated fear of the colossal predator trying to erode his spirit, causing his legs to tremble slightly. He quickly suppressed the feeling, regaining his composure: "It's flying too high. Shooting it down without dark magic won't be easy. I need to think of another way to finish this as quickly as possible..."

(End of this chapter)