Chapter 422 Hungarian Hornets

Chapter 422 Hungarian Hornets

Furong's spell worked, and it worked surprisingly well. Her spell brought out the intense tiredness and drowsiness of the dragon itself, as well as the potency of the potion in its body.

The dragon fell asleep, it even snored, it slept soundly.

This picture made George a little helpless, and he had known that Harry would also prepare the Sleeping Curse.

These controlled fire dragons did not show their true strength at all. For such fire dragons, the direct Sleeping Charm would have the best effect. Perhaps the winner of this round would be Furong.

George saw that Furong was lightly taking the dragon egg from under the fire dragon, and she quickly stepped back.

She was careless, the plan was a little too smooth, it was unimaginable that it went so smoothly, maybe she was surprised, she quickly retreated with the dragon egg, but the fire dragon suddenly made a long snoring. A burst of flames spewed out, igniting her clothes.

Although Furong was careless, her response was still George's admiration. She didn't yell like a little girl, and she didn't rush around.

She held the dragon egg in one hand, and the hand holding the wand transformed into a spring, and water spewed from her wand, dousing the flames on her body.

Just like Cedric, she successfully got the dragon egg and walked to the fence smoothly. Hand the dragon egg to the staff, and she was taken down too.

The classmates continued to cheer for this amazing girl and shouted her name loudly.

Madame Maxime smugly looked around at the others, as if to remind them that this was her student, a student who performed well and looked equally good.

Next was the grading session. Madame Maxime, without any suspense, gave her outstanding students a 10.

Besides Professor Karkaroff, other professors also gave Fleur a good grade.

"Mr. Krum next!" Bagman shouted.

Krum looked listless as he emerged from the tent, shrugging his shoulders and sullen.

Seeing how he didn't care, George was a little curious about what state Krum would show.

He is the best Chaser in the Quidditch World Cup and has seen enough big scenes. The on-the-spot reaction seems to be good, and it may be able to show a different state.

What happened next caught George's eyes, and Krum was calm enough not to be nervous at all. At least mentally, Krum, who has experienced many major events, is better than everyone else.

But his mental quality seems too good. I don't know if it's Durmstrang's heritage, or the way they teach, or simply Krum's own personality.

After Klum came on the court, he didn't have any expressions, and he didn't have any tactics. He was so carefree and walked directly towards the fire dragon.

At least his movements and skills are still very agile. He nimbly avoided the fire dragon's flames several times and got closer and closer to the fire dragon.

The fire dragon looked very irritable. Although the flies in front of him were weak, they were flexible enough to avoid the flame jets again and again. This provocation stimulated the fire dragon to spew more flames.

A fire-breathing neutral, Krum has been far enough away from the fire dragon. He is like dealing with every Quidditch match, and any gaps and neutrals cannot escape his eyes.

His wand shot out a white light, and the white light pierced into the fire dragon's eyes fiercely.

The fire dragon howled in pain, roaring in anger, and the flames flew around like bombs, almost flying into the stands. George had taken out his wand, in case the mad dragon sprayed in the wrong place.

"Oh, this is an amazing move, I don't know how to evaluate him." The host Bagman was full of surprise.

Klum's game ended in extraordinary form, and he was brave enough and amazing enough. But he doesn't have to think about those dragon eggs anymore. The crazy fire dragon has crushed all the dragon eggs in the process of struggling and trampling.

"Should it be said that Quidditch is worthy of a barbarian game?" George couldn't help but complain,

"If he is facing a fire dragon in all states in the wild, he should prepare a funeral for himself."

Krum's amazing move made the audience stunned and even forgot to cheer and applaud until he was taken away from the arena.

The fire dragon was replaced by a Hungarian wasp, a ferocious fire dragon covered with black scales, bronze horns, and a long tail covered with bronze spikes. It is more ferocious and dangerous than the three fire dragons before it, and its flames can shoot fifty feet.

"The last contestant is Harry Potter," Bagman exclaimed.

The last contestant in the tent stepped out, and Harry stepped out of the tent with firm steps.

"If there is no accident..." George looked at the Hungarian tree peak, and his anger rose again from his heart, "It's really an accident..."

Compared with the other three fire dragons that had been drugged and restricted, this Hungarian Horntail was obviously more flexible and irritable.

Perhaps others will only think that this is because the dragon itself is more dangerous. But George can see that this fire dragon is obviously not restricted, it is almost a wild dragon in a complete state.

"Who the hell is doing these things?" George couldn't help thinking that the fire dragon was under the watch of the Ministry of Magic, and who was secretly working.

Before he could think of a reason, Harry had already entered the stands, and like Cedric, he lowered his body and lowered his presence.

Of course, this is completely useless, the Hungarian Hornets have amazing vision and can see the running creatures from hundreds of feet away, let alone just across a field.

But with the next action, this lowering of the body becomes meaningful.

The Hungarian Horntail spewed out a flame, and the flame exploded in front of Harry. With an explosion, the smoke billowed, and Harry disappeared into the explosion.

There were all kinds of shouting and shouting from the stands.

"Harry was burnt to ashes," cried Neville.

"Is Potter burned to ashes?"

Slytherin students, some can't believe their eyes, this is too easy, is it time for them to celebrate?

They soon learned that Potter didn't die so easily.

Harry completely disappeared into the Colosseum.

Immediately, one hyena after another emerged from the mud. The hyenas ran around the dragon, even baring their hips, wagging their tails, and defiantly.

How has the dragon ever encountered such a maddening food, it immediately forgot the little bean that had been burned to ashes by itself, and sprayed more flames at the creatures that provoked it.

The flame jet of the Hungarian Horntail can exceed fifty feet. The raging dragon spewed columns of fire, burning all creatures that challenged it to the ground.

(To be continued.)