HP Magic Biography

Alive?

This word seems to be commonplace for everyone.

But Fanlin knew what this meant to Harry, or what it meant to himself.

Look at that Hungarian Horntail Dragon?

In the arena, the rocks smashed by him and the melting ground, if Harry's reaction were not fast enough, even with the protection of the potion, the rocket crossbow would not be spared.

Falling from a high altitude and then being eaten by the fire dragon in one bite seems to be a great chance.

There are some bad things.

In retrospect, whether it was Fanlin or Harry, the things experienced were fatal enough.

For example, the basilisk, or the terrible things Fanlin saw.

It can be said that every time they enter the season of death, the lives of the two of them are always hanging.

"I think we need to strengthen you in all aspects, Harry." Fanlin said, "At least those spells, you use really bad."

Harry shrugged.

Several people laughed, and everyone could see that the words in Fanlin's words were insincere.

However, Harry nodded. It is not difficult to imagine that the first level is the fire dragon, then the second or third level...

This easily killed him in the Three Witch Fighting Competition.

"Come on, Harry, they are going to show your score."

Picking up the golden egg and rocket crossbow, Harry felt very happy. It was definitely a joy that could not be imagined an hour ago. He bent down and left the account. Ron was next to him, and the two of them walked and talked.

Ron seemed to have opened the door to a new world. He was so close to using his own language to add...er...body language to describe the performance of the three players for Harry.

In fact, the focus is still on Furong, in the eyes of all the little wizards, Furong's performance is the most amazing.

Of course, we can't expect too much from the eyes of the animals.

Ron took a deep breath when Ron and Harry reached the fence.

Now that the Hungarian Horntail Dragon had been taken away, Harry could see the five judges sitting there—on the other end in a high chair hanging from a gold cloth.

"Everyone is perfect," Ron said, and Harry glanced sideways at the court and saw the first judge-Mrs. Maxim-raising her wand in the air. A long, silver ribbon-like object sprayed out, twisting into a figure of 8 in the air.

"Not bad!" Ron said, and the audience applauded. "I think she deducted points from your shoulder injury."

Mr. Crouch then scored and shot a number 9 into the air.

"The situation is optimistic!" Ron called, patted Harry's back hard.

It was Dumbledore who came down, and he also gave 9 points. The cheering of the crowd was higher than ever.

Neutrogen Bagh was blinded-1o ​​points.

"10 points?" Harry couldn't believe it. "But, I'm hurt, what is he playing?"

"Harry, stop complaining!" Ron was excited now Karkaroff raised his wand. He paused for a while, then also shot a number-4.

"What?" Ron shouted angrily. "Only 4 points, you eccentric and humble scumbag, you gave Krum 10 points!"

But Harry didn’t care at all, even if Karkaroff gave him zero points, he didn’t care. Ron’s indignation for him was worth 1oo points, and everyone cheated. Regarding Karkaroff’s identity, This is not difficult to understand.

Of course he didn't tell Ron this, but when he turned and left the fence, his mood was very relaxed. And it's not just Ron, and it's not just Griffind who cheered for him in the crowd just now.

In that kind of situation, when everyone realized the difficulties he was facing, most of the students were on his side, and Cedric helped him. He no longer minded Slytherin. He can stand up to any of them now. Attacked.

"Harry! The two of you, you and Krum, are tied!" Charlie Weasley hurriedly stepped forward to tell them when they left and headed back to school.

"Listen, I have to run away. I have to send Mam and Owl away. The police have to tell her everything-that's incredible! Oh yeah-they asked me to tell you to wait a little longer Minutes. Bagmont wants to say a few words to you."

Ron said he could wait, so Harry folded back into the tent, which now looked very different: it was full of friendly and welcoming atmosphere. He recalled how he felt when he dodged the dragon, and compared it with the long wait before leaving the account. It was a world of difference. The waiting is really unspeakable.

Fleur, Cedric and Krum are all here.

There is a thick layer of orange paste on half of Cedric's face, which must be used to heal his wounds. He grinned when he saw Harry. "Good job, Harry."

"You too." Harry smiled too.

"You all did a great job!" Neutrogena Bagmon said and went into the account, looking happy as if he had crossed a dragon by himself.

"Now let’s just say a few words. You have a long and good rest before the second task. It will take place at 9:30 in the morning on February 25th-but during this time we also have something to study. Test your heads! If you look at the golden eggs in your hands, you will see that they are cracked. Do you see the iron chain inside? You have to crack the hint inside the egg-because the hint will tell you the second item What is the task, and help you prepare! Is it all clear? Are you sure? Okay, you can go!"

Harry left the tent and was with Ron again. They began to discuss passionately as they walked back around the woods. Harry wanted to hear more closely how the other warriors accomplished the task.

Then, just as they walked around the bush where Harry had hidden when he first heard the dragon's song, a witch jumped out from behind them.

It turned out to be Rita Skeeter~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In fact, Harry has always been very suspicious of Rita's taste, how to dress it badly, this is the image of a reporter in the Daily Prophet?

Or, the image of Rita?

She is wearing a dark green robe today, which looks like a toad lying in a pond, if Neville is not stingy with his bad potions.

"Congratulations, Harry!" she smiled at Harry. "Can you tell me a few words? How do you feel about the fire dragon? How do you feel about the fairness of the score now?"

"Well, I can talk to you for a word." Harry said brutally, "Goodbye."

He annoys Rita Skeeter, and everyone who has been in contact will do that. Maybe Fanlin is right to leave early. He is also a topical character. If Rita Skeeter catches him, Harry can hardly imagine Van Lin What kind of face Lin is.

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