Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Chapter 174 Raging Dragon Slayer

With the sword in hand, what else is there to say?

Harry flicked the broomstick again, turned around and rose to the sky, the Gryffindor sword in his hand gleaming dazzlingly under the sunlight.

The dragon and lion were right in front of him, and the huge body obscured Harry's sight.At this time, in his eyes, except for the crimson dragon scales, nothing was seen.

At this moment, Harry used his talent as a seeker to the extreme!The flying broomstick seemed to be alive under his control, and the owner who carried it bypassed the bite of the dragon and lion, almost wiping the dragon scales under its neck.

Harry's eyes were sharp, and he quickly swung the sword in his hand with sharp eyes, and the blade that was not too sharp exploded in his hand with amazing power.

In that moment, the scales on the neck of the dragon and lion were like butter, and the defense was easily broken by the Gryffindor sword, and even the neck was cut a half!

In the next second, the warm dragon blood was sprayed out like money.

"boom!"

The dragon and lion's body lost its strength and fell heavily on the ground with the inertia of the dive, plowing the ground into a deep gully.

The audience was boiling, a small number of people felt a little uncomfortable with this scene, but most of them were cheering for Harry's bravery.

A true dragon-slaying warrior was born!

Although there are no wizards who would pursue dragon slaying for a long time, fire dragons have long become one of the magical creatures kept in captivity by wizards, but the power of fire dragons is still recognized in the world.

However, everything does not seem to end there.

I don’t know what happened to Harry, amidst the laughter of the audience, he made a behavior that no one expected!

"Drink"

Harry's eyes were red, and he roared wildly, turning his broomstick again to rush towards the lion and dragon on the ground.

The sword light flashed for several times, only a soft "click" sound was heard, and the dragon head was cut off.The hot dragon's blood was constantly flowing from the flat fracture, and the shocking bright red spread quickly.

But Harry still didn't seem to have the intention to stop. He carried the Gryffindor sword and kept swinging, falling, and swinging again. The dragon blood splashed again and again, inevitably spilling on his face , Body.

The boiling blood of the audience cooled with the dripping dragon blood, and everyone looked at Harry in the field blankly, all dumbfounded.

what happened to him?

Just when everyone was so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear, a beam of red power shot from Harry's side, knocking him down easily.

The Gryffindor sword in his hand took off and flew, and then stuck it diagonally on the ground with a "swish".It can be seen that even though there was so much dragon blood splashing around just now, the body of the sword was not stained a bit, and it was as clean as new.

"Harry...what's wrong?"

Just now when the dragon and lion landed, Maca had already pulled Hermione to her side, avoiding the tragic ending of her being crushed into meat by that huge body.

"I also want to know what's wrong."

Maca retracted the wand into his sleeve, frowned and walked over there.As he passed the Sorting Hat, he picked it up easily.

"Do you know what's going on?" Maca asked casually.

"Finally someone thinks of the hat. The poor hat is enough on the ground... Oh? You are Maca McLean... I remember you! Yes, I remember very clearly!" the Sorting Hat shouted, "See you Have you passed that silly bird?"

"Answer my question first." Maca flicked his hat and asked again, "What happened just now?"

"Don't shake it! Don't shake it..." The Sorting Hat hurriedly said, "Just now? You mean that... Um... Harry Potter? Yeah... I don't know too much, but..."

"But what?"

"But I have seen some similar scenes..." The sorting hat seemed to be remembering something, "I remember, that was when Godric and Salazar were still in the castle... You may know that they both always Like noisy fights,

"...Speaking of the point." Maca couldn't help shaking his hat again, interrupting its nagging.

"Okay! This is about to get to the point... One day, the snake raised by Salazar was taken by Godric to make Helga stew, and the two of them fought again. But that one It’s different from the usual. Godric started fighting endlessly, and he started very hard. Salazar was also beaten up, and these two guys broke the ceiling of the castle hall!"

"It wasn't until Rowena came over and didn't know what was done that the two people were separated."

Maca listened carefully, but the Sorting Hat stopped halfway through.

"Next?"

He noticed that Harry had climbed up dizzyly, and the rescue team that had been dispatched before had also surrounded Harry, and he returned his attention to the sorting cap.

"Next? Nothing... Didn't I just say it, I am not very clear... Ouch, stop shaking..."

Maca ignored the Sorting Hat anymore, he glanced at Harry from a distance, and then quickly walked towards the Gryffindor sword that was diagonally inserted on the ground.

However, when he grasped the hilt and wanted to pull it out, the sword did not move.

"Is it possible that this thing is really a sword in the stone?" Maca grinned.

"Sword in the Stone? Of course not!" The Sorting Hat exaggeratedly exclaimed, "How can that kind of silly sword be compared with this sword! This is"

"What is it?" When Maca saw it halfway through, he didn't say a word, and habitually dumped it again.

"Don't shake it! Don't shake it anymore... I can't say it again..." The Sorting Hat screamed, "Remember what I said when I sorted you? This sword is destined to have nothing to do with you!"

"Alright alright……"

Maca shook his head and threw the sorting cap casually.Amid the roar of the hat, it fell into the hands of Hermione who had just walked here.

"In terms of rudeness, you have a fight with Godric!" The Sorting Hat shouted loudly, "Remember, you will always know when you should know! Then you can ask the silly bird yourself. !"

Since Harry was beaten to the ground by Maca just now, his condition seemed to have recovered.At this moment, he was looking at the corpse of the fire dragon with a complicated expression, and his heart was already in a mess.

These plans today seem wonderful, but they are all predetermined by others.Harry was not too happy that he actually killed a fire dragon.

On the contrary, he himself remembered very clearly the craziness of the last ten seconds or so.He can even clearly recall the almost overflowing obsession in his heart when he slashed the fire dragon with his sword just now.

That feeling was very refreshing, and even now that he thought of it, he still had the urge to hold the hilt again, but the feeling of being unable to control it made him feel intensely uneasy.

Around Harry, who was in a daze, the rescue team members did not go to talk to him.They came this time not because of Harry, but to drag the corpse of the dragon and lion back.

Under Bagman’s inquiry, all members of the referee team unanimously stated that the game will proceed normally.

In the ensuing time, Hermione stepped forward and said a few words to Harry.Harry seemed to be better, he stepped on the broomstick and flew quickly toward the top of the mountain again.

And Hermione easily drew the Gryffindor sword and returned it to the hole under the sorting hat.

Immediately afterwards, she hurried to a yew forest in the distance.

The magic hourglass that timed the game was still leaking sand continuously. When the last grain of sand quietly settled, the first event of the Triwizard Tournament was finally over.

"...Okay! Let's see... Ladies first!" Bagman said loudly, "Miss Fleur Delacour, the warrior of Boothbarton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she only spent about three-eighths I found the box that belongs to her in an hourglass time!"

The teachers and students of Busbarton immediately applauded neatly, and they were all happy for Furong.

In fact, just after Maca led away the dragon and lion, Furong ran along the river for a while, who knew she had found it!

"Next is Miss Hermione Granger, the warrior at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She took a long time, but she did well five-eighths of the hourglass time!"

The Hogwarts students also clapped hard, although most of the little snakes are perfunctory, but the number advantage still exists, and the applause is much more enthusiastic than Boothbarton.

"It's also the warrior Harry Potter of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" Bagman paused, then said loudly, "Exactly half of the hourglass time!"

"Finally, the warrior of Durmstrang College, Maca McLean! One-sixteenth of the hourglass time! You heard it right, he only spent one-sixteenth of the hourglass time!"

To tell the truth, everyone can't clearly see the rugged rocks in the depression where Maca's box is located.In addition, Maca deliberately hid the Tibet, most people didn't notice, he actually got the box long ago.

"Of course! Everyone has to pay attention!" Mr. Bagman said again, "It's not just time that determines the score. The referee will also discuss each warrior's score based on their performance!"

"Now, please go to the emergency tent to check your physical condition first, and take a break by the way. The referee is already carefully considering your scores, presumably..."

Bagman continued to speak, while the four warriors, led by Madam Pomfrey, walked to the emergency tent outside the wall.

But when they stayed in the tent not long, Harry and the others saw Ron dragging in heavy steps.His face was frighteningly pale, and he stood at the entrance of the tent and stared at Harry blankly, as if looking at a ghost.

"Harry... are you... okay?"

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