Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse...

Chapter 331 The Fire Dragon Will Eventually Face the Broom

Not to mention anyone else, even Krum himself was dumbfounded.

"……what?"

He stared blankly at the broom that was enveloped in a stream of light and floating in the sky, momentarily forgetting even that there was a fire dragon beside him: "This thing... is this something that can appear in an item race?"

"Having a flying broom makes fighting the dragon completely different in difficulty compared to not having one... Judging by the model, it's a Nimbus 2001... It's good enough for a professional stadium!"

"Do the other two warriors have this? But if they do... how come they fought for so long?"

He couldn't help but glance up at the referee's table, wondering if his principal had secretly given him preferential treatment. But he saw that Karkarov was also looking bewildered, with a somewhat embarrassed expression—he probably knew he had gotten himself into a compromising situation.

"Never mind... luck is also a part of skill!"

The moment he made up his mind, without even needing to think further, his body instinctively mounted the flying broom, and with a push of his feet, he shot up into the sky like an arrow.

Suddenly, the entire arena came into full view of him. His excellent eyesight even allowed him to easily see the expressions on the faces of everyone in the audience—the slight astonishment of the referees, the surprise and suspicion of most of the audience, the generally composed expression of Furong, and Ken, whose expression was inexplicably distorted…

"Looks like they didn't get a flying broomstick either... Sorry, looks like I was luckier."

"From this moment forward, this is the Quidditch arena... my home ground."

He adjusted the broom's height, hovering it roughly at the top of the stone pillar. Then, he freed one hand to draw his wand and unleashed several taunt spells at the still-ground-based dragon. As expected, this reignited the dragon's fury, compensating for the weakened effect of the Enrage Curse due to the distance...

The Ukrainian Ironbelly let out an angry growl, then raised its head, its nostrils flaring slightly and its eyes narrowing as it followed Krum's movement. At the same time, a crimson light gradually illuminated the open space not far from it…

"Yes, that's it!"

Krum knew exactly what it wanted to do, so it suddenly accelerated and leaped up, letting a ball of blazing dragon flame almost grazed the broom's tail as it passed behind him, closely following his position as if it were a wandering ball that he had dodged countless times on the field. This even gave Krum a strange sense of closeness.

"Keep going, keep going... Don't stop, please, just two more seconds..."

Krum soared through the air on his broomstick, the dragon's flames chasing after him. The Ukrainian Ironbelly was like a fire truck, its gaping maw aimed precisely at Krum's location, spewing flames, but the flames were always a fraction slower than Krum's speed. Guided by the dragon, the tongue of fire rapidly curved towards the direction of the red light…

"Three...two...one!"

"Now!"

Krum suddenly exerted force with both arms, pulling the entire broom upwards at an almost ninety-degree angle, causing a crimson stone pillar to rise rapidly from the ground, nearly grazing his hair. The relentlessly pursuing Dragon Flame was finally lured to the surface of the charged stone pillar…

Krum watched as a massive surge of magical energy rapidly coalesced at the top of the pillar, then was launched onto a platform floating higher up, where his golden egg rested—the energy struck the egg precisely, causing its surface to shimmer slightly. Although he hadn't yet seen what lay below, he guessed that a gleaming number "1" must have appeared beneath the platform.

"Very good... Let's continue like this!"

Krum turned his broom around and charged towards the fire dragon again. With his skillful and practiced maneuvering, the remaining four dragon breaths landed steadily on the charging pillar within a few minutes—the expansive view from high above allowed him to spot the red light immediately, unlike on the ground where he needed to distract himself from the fire dragon. Therefore, unless he was extremely lucky, there would usually be a few seconds' delay in noticing the red light…

Avada Kedavra was defeated by those few seconds of delay.

"Mr. Krum became the only warrior to complete the recharge without damaging any of the pillars!"

Bagman's voice rang out excitedly again, as if his energy were inexhaustible: "He has gained a considerable advantage over the previous two warriors! If he can continue to perform excellently in the upcoming battles, he is very likely to achieve the highest score in this round!"

"Does he even need to say that?"

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Baron rolled his eyes, somewhat annoyed: "They're already riding flying brooms, and they're still comparing themselves to the other two who don't have brooms? Isn't that just bullying them...?"

While defending his Warriors, he glanced at Ken beside him—knowing his old friend as he did, he knew that the kid had definitely been holding back a lot of tricks in the previous games.

"Well, everyone has secrets."

He finally withdrew his gaze silently, his mind replaying the things and tasks his father had entrusted to him before he left for school, things that still resonated with him to this day…

It's estimated that in a few months, he'll be able to give his mysterious old friend a huge surprise.

"Aww!!"

With a piercing metallic crack and a deafening dragon roar, Krum's Ukrainian iron belly finally unfurled its massive wings, stretching tens of meters in length. Krum attempted to throw down a few thunderbolts, trying to suppress the dragon in mid-air like Fleur had done, but unfortunately, the suppression from these few dark magic spells was far less effective than Veela's relentless bombardment. After a few dust-filled flaps of its wings, the dragon's enormous and heavy body rose into the air and rapidly approached Krum...

Next...

Krum narrowed his eyes slightly, skillfully dodging a dragon's breath, then used his wand to cut off a corner of his inner cloak and turned it into a small mirror, which he then attached to the tip of his broom to see the movement of the fire dragon behind him.

"Although I'm much more agile than a fire dragon, I'm afraid I still can't fight it head-on in the air—I need to focus on controlling the broom, so I can't cast powerful spells, and I also need to use one hand to hold the control stick, so I can't use spells that require hand gestures… Should I try the Eye-Blinding Charm?"

"...No, this fire dragon is too clever."

After chasing it in the air for a while, Krum decisively changed his mind: "It loves to breathe fire too much, and it's even deliberately keeping its distance from me. The reason it's flying is just to make it easier to hit me. Lansky's feints won't fool it... It probably has experience fighting wizards and knows the characteristics and power of wizard spells..."

Looks like we'll have to take some risks.

(End of this chapter)