Train to Another World

Chapter 543 Completed

Lucia looked miserable. There was not much of her long hair left, and her robe had been burnt. But there was no need to worry about exposure, because the robe was tightly attached to her body after being burnt.

If an ordinary person encountered such a burn in the 1990s, the chance of survival would be almost zero. But fortunately, there was magic here, and with the initial treatment of Madam Pomfrey, Lucia's injuries had stabilized.

The next step was to remove the clothes covering her body, which was not convenient to do here. Madam Pomfrey used the levitation spell to carry her stretcher to the medical wing.

Li Zhuoguang sat on the stool in the tent and watched for a while. Even though Lucia was so seriously injured, Madam Maxime of Beauxbatons did not appear. In the original book, Fleur only had some hair burned by the fire, and she hurried to the tent.

Andrew swallowed his saliva as he watched Lucia being taken away. The other party drew the weakest green dragon and was injured like this. Is the fire dragon prepared by Hogwarts so exaggerated?

Besides, he drew the more powerful short-nosed dragon. The dragon breath of the short-nosed dragon cannot be blocked by the armor charm. If it is swept by its dragon breath, the body tissue will probably be carbonized.

However, he looked back at Li Zhuoguang and Harry and felt a little better. Although the short-nosed dragon is stronger than the green dragon. But it is still much better than the fireball and the tree peak, especially the tree peak. Even though Li Zhuoguang's strength is far beyond his peers, it will probably be a fierce battle against the tree peak.

Hearing Bagman calling his name outside the tent, Andrew took a deep breath and walked out of the tent. Soon, he heard the dragon roar, the audience's exclamation, and the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground from outside.

With the heavy beating, Harry even felt the ground shaking. Although he couldn't see the scene outside, Harry had already imagined a tragic battle.

He was only in the second grade this year, and his spell level was not ideal. God knows what will happen when he faces the dragon. When Harry thought of this, he felt as if his internal organs were stirred by an invisible big hand, twitching and accompanied by nausea and vomiting.

Harry glanced at Li Zhuoguang who was in the tent. He saw that he was sitting on a stool eating rock cakes without any concern, making a creaking sound, without any feeling of nervousness.

Harry approached Li Zhuoguang: "Give me one too."

He didn't really want to eat Hagrid's rock cake, but just wanted to say something, do something to relieve his nervousness. Li Zhuoguang shook his head: "This thing is not suitable for you. If I really give it to you, you will probably be injured before you leave the tent. If you really want to eat it, I will give you a piece after the game. You can boil it in milk for fifteen minutes before eating it. Now..."

As he said, Li Zhuoguang took out a piece of dried meat and handed it to Harry: "Eat this thing, you should feel better after eating it."

Harry took the dried meat, looked at it carefully, and then asked in astonishment: "Isn't this what you gave to those dragons..."

Realizing that Bagman was still at the door of the tent, Harry lowered his voice. Li Zhuoguang nodded: "This is a good thing, and people can eat it too."

Harry took a bite doubtfully, and the rich meaty aroma filled his mouth. As he swallowed the dried meat, a wave of heat began to spread in his body. Just as Li Zhuoguang said, he felt much better.

The canvas of the tent was opened, and Andrew was carried in. His legs were twisted unnaturally, bleeding, and even in some places, you could see the bone stumps piercing the flesh.

Although other parts of his body were better, they were also covered with wounds of varying sizes, and blood was flowing out. The only hand that was not seriously injured was holding the golden egg tightly.

Andrew's face was pale, and he bit his lips tightly to prevent himself from crying out, but a heavy grumble still came from his throat.

Harry saw his miserable state, and felt that the warmth brought by the dried meat just now suddenly lost its effect, and his muscles began to twitch slightly again.

"Harry Potter!" At this time, Bagman's call came from outside the tent, and Harry walked out with heavy legs. Bagman lifted the canvas at the door of the tent for him, and the sudden sunlight outside made him unable to open his eyes.

Bagman supported his back and whispered in his ear: "Kid, you are still young, there is no shame in giving up. If you are not sure, immediately ask for help from the staff around you."

Harry nodded woodenly, and Bagman patted his shoulder and guided him into the venue. Harry looked around. The stands were full of people. They seemed to be cheering loudly, but Harry felt that their voices were so small that he could not hear anything.

But then, he found a small figure sneaking around on the top of the high platform in the direction of the Gryffindor stand. At this time, she was carefully showing her head, waving at him, and showing him the broom in her hand.

Harry felt a little relieved. He continued to walk into the venue.

As soon as he entered the venue, he saw the fireball lying on the dragon's nest. It seemed to sense something and began to raise its head to smell the surrounding air.

Harry dared not hesitate and raised his wand directly: "Fly over, Nimbus 2000!"

He didn't know whether his spell was successful, but Nimbus 2000 did fly straight towards him from the sky above the venue.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" Harry caught the broom with a floating spell and sat on it. The familiar touch and the height of the climb gave him full comfort.

He climbed up quickly, avoiding the sight of the fireball, and came to the top of the fireball. He looked at the fireball that had completely stood up, and the golden egg mixed in the dragon eggs in the dragon's nest, and a crazy idea came to his mind.

He drove the broom and swooped down straight from the top of the fireball, and continued to accelerate. Seeing his suicidal behavior, the wizards around the stands had already drawn their wands.

McGonagall and Snape both stood up.

And the fireball was still sniffing something next to the dragon's nest. Suddenly, it seemed to smell something, and suddenly raised its head, just in time to see Harry who was diving down.

It seemed to be startled and jumped to the side. Now the dragon's nest was even more exposed in Harry's eyes. When he was about to hit the ground, he made a sharp turn and passed the dragon's nest, reaching out to grab the golden egg.

Then he quickly flew away from the fireball and flew towards the tent. It didn't slow down until he got close to the tent, jumped off the broom, and staggered into the tent. Bagman, who was guarding the door of the tent, played for the Wimbourne Wasps when he was young, so he still had some reaction time.

He hurriedly dodged to the side and avoided Harry's collision.

At this time, Harry returned to the tent. He held the broom in one hand and the dragon egg in the other, standing in the middle of the tent and breathing heavily. His eyes were full of confusion, and he seemed to have not reacted yet.

It was not until Bagman came in and called him that he woke up from a dream and checked his body, but found that he was unharmed.

"Harry, the referees are scoring you. If you are not injured, you can go out and have a look."

Harry gave Li Zhuoguang a stiff smile, and then followed Bagman out in a daze.

After a while.

"Li Zhuoguang!"

Li Zhuoguang stuffed the rock cake in his hand into his mouth, clapped his hands, and walked out of the tent calmly. Bagman wanted to tell Li Zhuoguang something, but saw that he walked into the stadium without stopping.

Bagman raised his hand to call him, but then shook his head and put it down.

As soon as Li Zhuoguang appeared, the stands of Hogwarts erupted in warm cheers. Except for Gryffindor, who unconditionally supported Harry, the other three houses knew it well. Li Zhuoguang was the warrior who was most likely to win the championship for Hogwarts.

When Li Zhuoguang entered the venue, Shufeng had been released. Perhaps the previous imprisonment made it very uncomfortable. It did not rest on the dragon's nest at this time, but paced back and forth anxiously around the dragon's nest.

Li Zhuoguang walked directly to Shufeng, and Shufeng also recognized Li Zhuoguang. Just watching him, step by step, approaching him, until he was only one step away from his huge dragon head.

The cheers in the stands stopped, and the audience seemed to be under a spell. In the eyes of many people, Li Zhuoguang's behavior at this time was more like suicide than Harry.

Only a few people in the stands began to show an embarrassed look at this time. Dumbledore stroked his beard and began to think about how to comfort Hagrid.

Li Zhuoguang stood in front of Shufeng and whispered, "Give me the golden egg as we agreed."

Shufeng's muffled roar sounded in the dragon's kiss, but in Li Zhuoguang's ears, it was heard saying, "There are no golden eggs, they are all my eggs."

Li Zhuoguang raised his eyebrows, knowing that the school probably did something to the dragon eggs, so that the golden eggs in the eyes of the fire dragons were no different from their own eggs, so that they would protect the golden eggs.

So Li Zhuoguang said, "Then I will get it myself."

Shufeng folded his wings and covered the dragon's nest: "You lied, there is no golden egg, give me that, or I will eat you."

Li Zhuoguang rubbed his eyebrows, took out his wand, and scratched his back. Hagrid and Maxim, who saw the wand again, put on the painful mask at the same time.

Although, Dumbledore repeatedly assured. Although, Dumbledore has a good reputation. However, the wand looks like it is made of the hand bones of a half-giant!

Li Zhuoguang pointed the wand to the distance and said to Shufeng: "Do you see it?"

Shufeng looked in the direction Li Zhuoguang pointed, and could only see a distant mountain beyond the edge of the stands. There was nothing else.

The huge dragon head shook: "Nothing."

Li Zhuoguang grinned, and the crimson magic power in his body suddenly burst out, and red flames rose around him. Shufeng was so shocked that he stepped back and moved away from Li Zhuoguang.

The wizards in the stands looked at this scene in amazement. Is this... is this thing really a wizard? !

The surging crimson magic power poured into the wand, quickly dyeing the pale wand into crimson. The red bone hand stretched out its index finger and pointed to the distant mountain: "Thunder Explosion!"

A thick beam of light shot out from the tip of the bone claw index finger and hit the mountain in an instant. With the earth-shattering explosion, a mushroom cloud slowly rose.

When everyone came to their senses, only the bottom part of the magnificent mountain remained.

Li Zhuoguang looked at Shufeng who was huddled in the corner, and Shufeng suddenly shuddered. He immediately crawled over, opened his mouth and took all the dragon eggs, and carefully placed them in front of Li Zhuoguang: "No more, no more, all the eggs are for you."

Li Zhuoguang stretched out his hand and scratched Shufeng's chin, but Shufeng was not moved at all.

After that, Li Zhuoguang used the cleaning spell to remove the saliva on the surface of the golden egg and took it in his hand. He walked back to the tent leisurely.

As for the scoring, he was too lazy to look at it, anyway, he was just here to play.

After he entered the tent, deafening cheers began to sound outside.

The next day, in the hall.

At the long table of Slytherin, Li Zhuoguang looked at the timid Malfoy: "What?! Karkaroff only gave me 7 points?"

Seeing Li Zhuoguang's unfriendly face, Malfoy shrank back again: "Other referees all gave 10 points, Karkaroff is too shameless. But don't be angry, boss, after all, you are here to play."

Malfoy tried to comfort Li Zhuoguang, after all, Karkaroff was not here, if Li Zhuoguang was really angry, who knows if he would take it out on himself. His small body is not as strong as a mountain.

Li Zhuoguang smiled: "You are right, I am just here to play. After I finish the Triwizard Tournament, I will go to play with him."

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