Chapter 437 The End of the Game

"The Hogwarts warriors turned that poor dragon around!"

Bagman's tone could even be said to be a little arrogant at this moment, but the vast majority of the audience present had no objection to this.

After all, this is the home ground of Hogwarts. After Durmstrang's warriors arranged the fire dragon with great momentum, everyone was filled with excitement. Let alone Bagman's arrogance. Not only the dean but also the principal were present, and they wished they could cast some magic in the sky to celebrate.

"Full marks, full marks!"

Such shouts came from Gryffindor's position, and then quickly spread to the entire audience.

"Full marks, full marks!"

Amidst such calls, Bagman, who is a commentator and part-time referee, turned his head and discussed with the other referees.

Perhaps the appearance of the Hogwarts warriors with not much soot on their faces was too convincing. Karkaroff, the only one who had any objections, was quickly convinced, and Bagman quickly replied with a smile. Get to your place.

"The warriors of Hogwarts completely tricked the dragon. It was unable to make an effective attack at all. The referee team concluded that the warriors of Hogwarts directly received full marks!"

Karkaroff curled his lips, still a little unconvinced - it was rare for their warriors to gain such a big advantage in advance, only to be caught up by people from Hogwarts!

If the opponent made an obvious mistake in being attacked, he might be able to take the opportunity to deduct a few more points, but the whole process of dealing with the fire dragon was so pleasing to the eye that he really couldn't shamelessly deduct points.

Mrs. Maxim's face was a little worried, but it was impossible for her to explicitly reject Bagman's proposal - they appeared at the end, and she originally thought it was a top-notch lottery, but the current situation is that if she dares to say Dumbledore might not care about rejection, but the other two referees would definitely respond in kind.

"Okay, warriors, please leave with the golden egg and stop casting spells in the air. The dragon tamers will calm it down soon."

Bagman announced to the warriors with a clear sense of pride. At this time, Harry and the others stopped their magic of sliding dragons in the air, and walked towards the rest area with the golden eggs.

But it was difficult - they were almost drowned out by the cheers of the Hogwarts students, including many of their acquaintances, which forced them to slow down and wave their arms in response to their friends.

Harry saw Angelina, his teammate, cheering towards him, which made Harry feel very good - next, he saw George and Fred, Ron, and Hermione in the crowd , and Ron's sister, Ginny.

However, he never saw the person he paid most attention to—where was Qiu?

He searched nervously and began to recall whether he had made any embarrassing mistakes in the game just now, but he didn't.

This made him boldly look for it again, no, no, not this either.

Wait?

He saw a face that confused him, very, very confused.

'It's Sirius! ’

His brain told him this quickly, which made his face filled with disbelief - he had heard countless people in the common room saying that it was a pity that parents could not be invited to the Triwizard Tournament.

He had been excited when Sirius said in his letter that he was coming over, but then he consciously avoided the question to avoid embarrassment to Sirius.

But, but—thoughts can no longer keep up with actions.

He trotted over and just used his wand to cast a spell to help him easily climb onto the raised platform to prevent the dragon from attacking the audience. He quickly rushed across the safe distance. When he realized what he had done, he was already hugging Sirius. Living.

"You didn't say you were coming, Godfather!"

"I said in my previous letter that I was coming."

Sirius explained cheerfully, "It was actually easy to get the qualification to watch the game. During this period, my office in Muggles was doing well. After passing the Ministry of Magic's review, I was able to get along with a few people I knew before. The enlightened people had a chat and succeeded in getting back a little bit of the Black family's previous... well, how should I put it, something worthy of praise."

——

"Time flies so fast, Sirius can now be a member of the school board."

In the corner on the other side, Professor McGonagall took advantage of the absence of the new warriors to chat with Professor Sprout next to him.

"It's just that he disappeared from our sight for too long, Minerva." Professor Sprout responded with a smile, "Lucius is not much older than Sirius, but Sirius still behaves too much sometimes. childish."

"The Black family used to be an important member of the school board, but they used to be staunch supporters of Slytherin. Now, I guess Professor Snape will be angry for a few more days."

"It's not just Professor Snape..."

Professor McGonagall shook her head, "Albus has not been in a good mood these days. Phineas has been urging Dumbledore to find ways to let Sirius pass on the Black family."

"This is indeed uncomfortable for the professor," Professor Sprout laughed, and then suddenly thought of something, "Dumbledore won't use this as an excuse to stay away from the office during this time, right?"

"Fortunately, after all, he has to show up for the Triwizard Tournament. He can't run away during this period."

Professor McGonagall smiled and shook her head.

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"It's our turn!"

Fleur took the lead and walked at the forefront - their strategy to subdue the fire dragon this time was absolutely unimaginable by others. Therefore, as an indispensable and absolute main force, Fleur naturally became the commander of Beauxbatons.

"Relax, we will definitely win!"

She cheered to the other warriors.

The other warriors had no doubt about this, because they even asked the principal about it and got confirmation.

The four of them quickly reached the edge of the arena and saw the fire dragon.

"I'll sneak up on you, and you guys can get closer when I'm casting the spell, and then help me prevent accidents from happening!"

As Fleur spoke, she used the Illusion Charm on herself, and then took the lead and moved towards the fire dragon with confidence.

After almost reaching the predetermined distance, she began to whisper.

The power from the bloodline quickly emitted under the addition of magic rituals that were different from ordinary spells, and expanded crazily under the influence of the wand.

"Go to sleep, big guy."

She looked at the dragon without any desire to attack.

A hazy red color emanated from her wand, and then easily broke through the ancient magic on the dragon's skin and acted directly on its body.

The protective magic used to strengthen the various weaknesses of the fire dragon seems powerful, but what is its use?

It's just like the Maginot line of defense built by those Muggles. As long as you avoid it - it won't be any easier.

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"Too careless!"

On the field, William's face suddenly turned ugly.

He had heard a lot of legends about the enchantress in Azkaban, and there were some ways to fight against the enchantress, but he never thought that the power of the enchantress combined with the wizard's wand and magic power would be so powerful that it could directly penetrate The ancient magic born in Toulong.

If you have to say it, he is equivalent to the British entering the Maginot Line to help defend, unable to withstand the protection of other places - that is, the ancient magic of the dragon itself is not powerful...

"A book made the dragon look like the reincarnation of Lu Bu, Pan Feng, but he was beheaded by Hua Xiong before he even reached Hulao Pass..."

'It seems that the next thing I need to pay attention to is the power of mixed-blood wizards, whether it's Hagrid or this Fleur... It's simply outrageous...'

His thoughts couldn't help but turn to the legendary figure he had heard about in Azkaban, the man who studied the hybrid centaur...

"What are you thinking about!"

He shook his head quickly to shake the messy thoughts out of his mind.

——

Just when William was thinking, Fleur was almost successful. The power inherited from Meiwa's bloodline allowed her magic to successfully hypnotize this dragon, which would never be controlled so easily under normal circumstances.

"Sleep, big guy, and have a good dream."

She hummed softly in the meiwa language that normal wizards rarely mastered, and the dragon's eyelids were already closed.

It even started to snore - which is not a good thing.

A stream of dragon's breath spurted out from its mouth, but it was easily stopped by the teammates next to it, and the sleepy dragon did not react at all.

Finally, in full view of everyone, the giant dragon lay down and fell into a deep sleep.

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"It's over, I've tricked myself..."

William shook his head in the stands.

"how?"

"If it loses its harmfulness, it will get full marks, so there is no need to take risks to get the golden egg - I actually attached a special alarm magic to the golden egg, but now that hidden spell has no effect. "

William spread his hands regretfully - it was originally an excellent gift for the warriors, to warn them to be more careful the closer they are to success.

As a result, Ilvermorny carried the dragon and demolished it, Durmstrang directly beat the dragon away, his students were careful not to trigger it, and the Beauxbatons warriors put the dragon to sleep.

Coupled with the perfect score principle he added, such a meaningful warning has no effect at all!

Simply...

But it was useless to say anything now. Madame Maxime quickly communicated with other referees after Fleur had just put the dragon to sleep, fearing that her own warriors would suffer because the principal was not strong enough.

Fortunately, the silent support in front of her and Fleur's performance were impeccable. It didn't take long for Bagman to announce again.

"The Beauxbatons warriors undoubtedly received full marks!"

After his announcement, the scene of the judging panel suddenly became a little awkward in the celebration - four schools, three perfect scores...

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"Finished perfectly."

William applauded in admiration - the competition was not over yet, the only unlucky guy who needed to be graded, the student from Ilvermorny had to stand up and receive another public grade.

"They actually acted very bravely. That was an extremely vicious Hungarian Horntail!"

Lupine shook his head and said good things.

This is the truth, but it depends on who you compare with...

'By the way, did those students get the questions in advance...'

"There is nothing I can do. I have restricted the other schools. As a result, Beauxbatons did not play according to the routine. Durmstrang's warriors have far exceeded our training in small team combat. As for our own students, their performance is very good." It’s also unsatisfactory…”

"Is this just barely satisfactory to you?"

Adams' eyes widened.

"The cooperation is still a bit stiff, especially after seeing Durmstrang's performance_" William shook his head, "If I can spare time next school year, the Self-Defense Office will focus on studying wizards' coordination magic. .”

"Indeed, it cannot be said that if they can do it, we can't do it."

Lupine echoed, "By the way, I thought I saw Black just now. If there's no competition here, I'll go over there and see him first."

"Go ahead, Professor Lupin."

William waved goodbye to Lupine.

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“…”

"Dumbledore scores nine for the Champions of Ilvermorny!"

"Therefore, the warriors of Ilvermorny gained a total of - 48 points!"

None of the judges, including Ilvermorny's own headmaster, gave them full marks.

The fact is there, they even lacked a warrior and had to rely on the competition to help protect them.

Therefore, their own principal deducted three points from them and the remaining referees deducted two points each.

This score, which was not too bad, was full of irony at the moment. After being judged by the score, the warriors of Ilvermorny all came to the tent before the game dejectedly.

Here, they also need to listen to the content and time of the second game, and then use the next time to prepare.

At this moment, the tent was crowded with warriors.

The faces of the warriors who received perfect scores were all filled with pride - they had passed the first level of assessment perfectly.

Just when the warriors of Ilvermorny lowered their heads and said nothing, Bagman had already entered the tent.

"You all did a good job!" Ludo Bagman said. He jumped into the tent briskly, looking as happy as if he had just killed a fire dragon.

However, most of the warriors present were in a good mood, and even Bagman in front of him looked a bit more handsome.

"Okay, I just have a few words to say. The second project will start at 9:30 am on February 24 next year. Before that, you can take a long break - but we have to leave you with some questions. consider!"

"Now you look down at those golden eggs you're holding in your hands, and you'll see that they can be opened... See the seam there? You must unravel the clues provided in the eggs - that will tell you what the second item is. !

"You can get ready! Is everything clear? Is it okay? Okay, let's go!"

Bagman's series of words didn't even give others time to interrupt, but he expressed very clearly what they wanted to do.

The warriors from the three schools left the tent, leaving the warriors of Ilvermorny behind.

"You can't still be so embarrassed, right?"

Dan looked up, his face almost colorless.

"Come together, we are done with this golden egg!"

He looked at his teammates, who all looked up one after another. Dewey, who was taken off the field early, still had a large piece of yellow ointment wrapped on his face.

"Then let's fight it and come all the way to Hogwarts. Hey, we can't go back in shame."

Perhaps it was because he was injured, Dewey bared his teeth.

But no one smiled. Everyone looked at each other for a while, showing determination.

One hand after another came together and then separated.

"Hiss~"

Dewey made another sniffing sound.