Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

When Furong reappeared with a cloak wrapped around him, cheers burst out on the audience table.

The little wizards praised Furong for the performance he had just made. Anyway, the boys were screaming, applauding and deafening.

Harry and Hermione next to Ivan, for example, had the exact opposite view.

“She's doing great!” Harry said, clap your hands.

“Other than dancing well, she did just too badly! Hermione was unsolicited as saying," Her magic work is limited, she can only succeed once by surprise, and it is obvious that it was prepared for the Fire Dragon, and the referees will certainly see this. After letting the dragon fall asleep, she was actually touched by Mars... "

To be honest, Furong did not perform as well as Krum.

There is no place to praise but the magical magic of the Fire Dragon and the courage finally aroused.

After a brief silence, the referees began to score Furong.

Mrs. Maxim gave the full score, Bagman the eight, and Mr. Dumbledore and Mr. Crouch the seven, which was a fairer assessment.

Kakalov gave it five points, full of malice.

“Look, that Chinese fireball is coming out, Ron! ”

Everyone turned to the entrance and looked forward to Ron's performance.

“We now invite our youngest warrior, Mr. Weasley!” Bagman shouted.

After the whistle, Ron walked out of the tent and looked like he was choking!

In a long wait, Ron's inner nervousness has increased a bit, reaching a point where nothing can be added.

His head was blank, he didn't think about anything, and the nerves in his body beat indirectly and quickly.

Ron felt as though his legs were not his own, and he walked clumsily through the bushes, crossing a threshold on the fence and entering the playing field.

The next second, everything is like a brightly colored dream.

Hundreds of faces looked at him from the ledge above, looking at him.

Ron tries to find the face of people he knows like Ivan, Harry, Hermione, etc. so he can feel more or less at ease.

But no, at this moment, everyone seems to have the same face in his eyes, looking at himself unemotionally.

Thousands of faces spinning in front of Ron's eyes and feeling like he was spinning all day, he seemed likely to faint at any moment.

At the other end of the venue, the bright red Chinese fireball stood.

Relatively gentle Chinese fireballs don't care about Ron at all, but the noise from the audience around them makes it very nervous.

It tightly protects the dragon eggs beneath it, looking around constantly, warning of a giant fireball.

Unlike the two dragons that appeared before, the flame of a Chinese fireball is an instantaneous mushroom-like fireball, not a long-chain guided magic flame burst, with a huge fireball effect at high temperatures that looks even more astonishing.

Faced with the Chinese fireball, everyone is waiting to see what Ron is going to do?!

Did he rush straight at the Fire Dragon like Krum, or did he use some kind of magic like Furong?!

The next second, in everyone's astonished gaze, Ron turned directly.

He ran as fast as possible in the opposite direction to the other side of the venue, trying to stay away from the fire dragon.

Ron told himself to get rid of the clutter, focus completely and absolutely, thinking about the crossbow that Harry lent himself.

“Something seems to be wrong, our youngest warrior seems to be scared silly!” Bagman frowned and shouted, "Why is he so far from Fire Dragon that he has other plans?! ”

Slytherin was at the audience and the noisy curse sounded all over the venue.

They didn't see what Ron was up to, they just saw Ron stand there foolishly as he fled to the edge of the field.

Malicious noise continues, and everyone seems to think Ron is giving up.

If that's the case, it's really the most boring game they've ever seen, and Ron doesn't deserve to be a warrior at all.

In this environment, it is really difficult to concentrate, and Ron's experiments have not been successful on several occasions.

“The crossbow is flying!” He shouted anxiously and raised his wand.

Ron waited, and every cell of him was praying, hoping.

If it didn't work, if the crossbow didn't fly, he wouldn't dare think...

He looked at everything around him as if there was a clear barrier gleaming through it.

It's the same layer of hot smoke that makes the venue and the hundreds of faces around it weird and volatile!

Ron waved the wand hard, but nothing happened, which made him look a little silly.

The audience was getting louder and louder, and no one knew what Ron was up to.

“Oops, he's so nervous!” Ivan said, "Keep an eye on Ron." That's not good! ”

“Ron, focus, get rid of the clutter!” Hermione shouted loudly, but it didn't work at all.

She just shouted and immediately drowned in the loud, loud voice of the audience.

Ron waved his wand hard there, and as time went by, he became more and more anxious.

He tried to tell himself to calm down, but the more so, the more nervous.

Then Ron remembered violently the bottles of magic Ivan had given himself.

Evan once told him to sit on a broomstick and get out of sight and take these pills so no one could see him using magic.

But it's obviously not going to work, looking at the giant fire dragon nearby, Ron feels he can't hold on for long.

He needed a little confidence, and Ron shook a bottle of medicine out of his arms and drank it back.

“You can't hurt me. Your flames can't hurt me!” He muttered and stared closely at the Fire Dragon.

The cold sensation circulated in the body, leaving him awake a lot.

Seeing Ron's movements, the squeals on the audience were louder, and someone started questioning Ron for cheating.

It's obviously not fair that the first two warriors only use wands, but Ron needs help with the magic!

“Ah, Mr. Weasley has prepared the potion!” Bagman shouted, "Let's hear what the referees say. ”

Dumbledore, Crouch, Kakalov and Mrs. Maxim discuss Ron's behavior quickly.

They soon came to a conclusion, announced by Bagman.

“It turns out that although the competition stipulates that the wand is the only weapon for the warriors, the rules do not say no magic, and Mr. Weasley has cleverly discovered a loophole!” Bagman is pleased to shout, "Of course, we will also examine the medicine he is taking to verify that it is prohibited. ”