Chapter 372: Superb Illusion, Powerful Three-Good Student
"Ahhh... the end..."
Aaron ran past the three dragons with his two legs with great effort, and entered area 4 panting heavily.
Australian Egg White Eye saw a flash of surprise in his eyes, but then there was humane praise.
The golden egg was pushed out steadily by it and rolled in the direction he ran.
On the road.
Aaron immediately felt that Egg White Eye was a good dragon. One sheep a day was really unfair to it, and it must be doubled.
Just as Aaron stretched out his hand, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly came to his ears.
He instinctively turned sideways, and a green claw fell beside him.
The golden egg was shaken up more than ten meters by the air wave. Aaron's sight moved upward with the golden color, and what came into view was a Welsh green dragon with emerald green all over.
"Shit!
I forgot about you."
"One against four." Bagman's commentary sounded from the referee's seat, "We are so lucky that the first Triwizard Tournament held again after more than a century is so exciting.
Without further ado, let's enjoy the performance of the warrior Aaron Gaius."
Hearing this, Aaron's face turned black, and his already depressed mood became even more depressed.
Should I be so happy? My chance to escape unscathed is gone just like that!
"Haha!" Aaron showed a gentle smile very skillfully, and spoke in dragon language with an apologetic tone, "It was just a misunderstanding just now."
Roar!
The Welsh green dragon roared at his face, and Aaron subconsciously waved his hand when he smelled the disgusting stench.
But this action angered it again, and it swung its sharp claws without hesitation.
Aaron immediately raised his shield to block, but the stone shield was no different from mud in front of the dragon, and was easily smashed, and he himself was also blown away more than ten meters.
At the same time, the short-nosed dragon, the fireball dragon, and the tree-peak dragon landed in area 4 at the same time, and the four dragons surrounded Aaron.
"Well, the worst situation has happened." Aaron sighed, and his eyes kept searching the venue, and he found the golden egg behind the tree-peak dragon.
It was less than 50 meters away from him, but it was as difficult to cross as a natural moat.
Damn! It is basically impossible to pass the siege of the four dragons without exposing some abilities.
"Everyone, if there is anything wrong, I apologize to you. There is no need to pursue so hard!"
However, he was responded by four pairs of cold vertical pupils, each pair of eyes was filled with angry flames.
They didn't take Aaron to heart, but who made him provoke again and again?
The giant dragons are proud in their bones, and even the dragon speaker cannot insult their dignity like this, so several dragon heads of different species reached a tacit understanding at once.
"Okay! That's no room for negotiation."
Aaron shook his head helplessly, a ball of red flame appeared on each of his left and right hands, and he was ready to fight to the death.
The Hungarian Tree Peak Dragon swung its tail, the Chinese Fireball Dragon, and the Welsh Green Dragon swung their claws, and the Swedish Short-nosed Dragon flew into the sky and blew out dragon breath to block his last retreat.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Boom...
After a fierce collision, the three dragons except the Short-nosed Dragon screamed in pain.
These were all female dragons that were about to hatch eggs, and the wailing sound made people twitch in their hearts.
Everyone looked at the field curiously. The blue and white flames had gone out, and the three fire dragons each held their scratched claws and tails.
Aaron, who was surrounded by them, did not move. Not to mention being injured, even his collar was no different from before.
Snap!
Aaron snapped his fingers and picked up the last golden egg behind the Welsh Green Dragon.
With his appearance, Aaron, who was surrounded by dragons, also turned into a phantom and disappeared.
"It's too irrational to fight you head-on." Aaron raised the golden egg in his hand in front of the four dragons provocatively, "The game is over, I won this time."
The dragons didn't seem to react yet, and dozens of dragon trainers who had been guarding the edge of the enclosure immediately stepped forward to calm them down.
"Is this an illusion?" Bagman said with some doubt, "But it's too realistic!
But nothing matters now, Mr. Gaius got the golden egg and successfully passed the first project of the first Triwizard Tournament."
Slytherin cheered enthusiastically, and others including students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons joined in.
Although Aaron was the last one to pass, his ability was absolutely unquestionable. He didn't take shortcuts like Harry, but instead presented a wonderful performance.
Not to mention that he covered for others. If it weren't for him, the other three warriors besides Harry would definitely not have suffered only minor injuries.
"It's a very clever illusion." Dumbledore applauded with a smile. With his ability, he could naturally see through this illusion, but most people could not see through it and could only realize it after the game was over.
"What's more clever is his method," Adrian rubbed Abe's faucet with some dissatisfaction, "From beginning to end, he only used a special magic that I don't know. This is the tradition of the Gaius family. If they can hide one point, they will never reveal two points.
But it doesn't matter. There are still two competition events. I will definitely force him to reveal more cards."
Dumbledore heard this, and the arc of his mouth was deeper. He was so happy in his heart.
He was naturally happy to see Adrian's idea come true. He always wanted to know Aaron's true strength, but he never had the opportunity. He didn't expect that the Triwizard Tournament would satisfy his wish.
"It's time to score." Barty Crouch reminded, "Give it to our last warrior, and the best warrior."
The referees raised their wands one by one, and numbers sprayed out from their wands.
Barty Crouch gave nine points, Ludo Bagman gave ten points, Dumbledore gave ten points, Maxim gave nine points, and Karkaroff only gave eight points.
The full score is fifty, and Aaron got forty-six points.
He was quite satisfied with this number. After all, he was aiming for the championship, so the more points he got in the first project, the better.
When he left the venue, Draco and a group of Slytherins surrounded him with smiles.
"It's so beautiful. You can actually fight a dragon head-on." Draco pointed to the badge on his body, "I think it's necessary to change the design."
"No need. This is enough to upset me."
"That's four dragons. How did you do it?" Naylor asked in disbelief. "And dragon language, we didn't know you had this ability."
"Talent, mainly talent, you can't envy it." Aaron responded seriously.
"You can praise people anytime." Professor Snape said, "But let Gaius go to Madam Pomfrey for now.
Aaron needs a quiet resting environment. No one should disturb him, at least Slytherin."
"Professor." Aaron said with emotion, "You still understand me."
"Go!" Snape nodded gently, "Do you need someone to take you there?"
"We can." Several seniors and juniors immediately stood up.
"That's not necessary." Aaron refused decisively and turned to walk towards the tent.
At this time, Abe ran over and bumped into Aaron's arms.
"Don't worry, your master is fine!" Aaron comforted, but the corners of his mouth twitched as soon as he finished speaking.
Because there was still a circle of dragon fruit seeds on the edge of Abe's mouth, this guy was clearly careless and was in the mood to eat when he was risking his battle.
Aaron walked into the tent and smelled an indescribable smell.
Three of the four warriors were here. Fleur was sitting in her seat, drinking a potion of unknown color.
Madam Pomfrey was applying a bottle of steaming purple solution to Cedric's wound, while Harry was sitting next to him, with a thick bandage wrapped around his shoulder.
"You two are seriously injured!" Aaron sighed.
"It's okay! You'll be fine after two days of rest." Cedric smiled.
"Two days?" Madam Pomfrey said angrily, "If you don't want to be disfigured, you should rest for a week."
"Got it, Madam Pomfrey, I'll listen to you." Cedric shrugged, then looked at Aaron meaningfully, "Thanks to you, otherwise it would not be a minor injury.
If other dragons intervene in our area, the consequences will be disastrous."
"Don't get me wrong." Aaron waved his hand and said, "I'm not doing this for you. This is the first large-scale event hosted by Adrian. If someone is seriously injured in the first event, she will not give me a good face."
Cedric was stunned for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Anyway, thank you this time."
"That..." Fleur came over with an embarrassed look on her face, "I apologize to you, I always thought you were..."
"A relative, I understand, I understand."
" I also asked someone to inquire about your reputation in Hogwarts."
"I am that person." Cedric raised his hand weakly, "Not just you, I also told Delacour about Harry's situation, but everyone knows this."
"No wonder you and her are seen walking together several times." Harry suddenly realized, "You are trying to find out information about the two of us."
"In addition to Diggory, I also asked other people." Fleur smiled awkwardly but politely, "Many people say that you are an excellent Slytherin, but your excellence seems to be only reflected in your academic performance.
Harry Potter has done a lot of things, and his reputation is much greater than yours, but apart from the title of savior and Quidditch, the only thing left is violating school rules."
"The evaluation is really fair!" Harry's face showed a hint of embarrassment, but he didn't know how to refute it. This seemed to be true.
Aaron spread his hands indifferently, and he was a little proud in his heart.
Facts have proved that his character creation in Hogwarts over the past few years has been very successful. Except for a few people, no one has doubts about his true strength.
However, after the Triwizard Tournament, his label will change from a three-good student to a powerful three-good student, which is somewhat helpless. After all, he is not fully prepared for this.