Chapter 221 Xia Guo Shen Long VS Western Dragon
"Ladies first." Bagman handed the bag to Fleur.
Furong's hands trembled slightly, and she slowly reached into the bag resignedly.
She took out a lifelike, delicate and small dragon model.
A Welsh green dragon with a number tied around its neck: Two.
Krum pulled out a bright red Xiaguo fireball, number three.
Harry took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and held tightly in his hand a silver-blue Swedish short-nosed dragon, number one.
Hephis hooked his finger and a Hungarian Horntail flew out of his pocket and landed in his hand. The number was four.
He looked down at the model in his hand. The little dragon spread its wings and showed its tiny fangs.
He rubbed Xiaolong's head with his fingers. Xiaolong shook his head in dissatisfaction, with tiny sparks coming out of his nostrils.
"Okay, you all got it!" Bagman said excitedly.
"The number on its neck is your order of appearance. Harry, you are the first one. When the whistle blows, you enter the field. Do you understand?"
Harry nodded with difficulty.
Bagman walked out quickly; he still needed to give a speech to the audience.
Soon the whistle sounded.
Hephis noticed that Harry's legs were a little weak, so he walked over to Harry and patted him on the shoulder.
"Go! Harry. You can do it." As Hephis spoke, a warm current flowed into Harry's body.
Harry suddenly felt like he had endless energy all over his body, and his uneasiness and tension disappeared.
He immediately realized that Hephis should have used a spell similar to the Happy Spell on him.
Harry looked at Hephis gratefully, "Thank you, Hephis."
"Come on." Hephis smiled.
Harry nodded, opened the curtain and strode towards the competition venue.
Hephis conjured up a sofa and sat on it, closing his eyes to rest.
In fact, he had already released his magical perception a long time ago, and he could see Harry's entire game process clearly.
Perhaps because of Draco's intervention, Harry did not walk the dragon this time.
He first performed Transfiguration and used a lamb as bait to attract the attention of the short-nosed dragon.
Then he used the Disillusionment Charm to hide himself and approached the golden egg carefully.
But he obviously didn't master the Disillusionment Spell well, and it appeared and disappeared from time to time.
Fortunately, the short-nosed dragon's attention was completely attracted by the lamb at this time and it did not notice it.
It didn't react until Harry got the golden egg.
It opened its bloody mouth and bit Harry angrily.
Harry dove to the side in a panic and rolled out with the golden egg in his arms.
The short-nosed dragon attacked again, and Harry seemed to have eyes on his back.
He swung his wand with his backhand, and an eye curse accurately hit the short-nosed dragon's eyes.
The short-nosed dragon felt pain instantly and began to stomp around frantically on the field.
At this time, the dragon trainers who had been on standby acted quickly, stepped forward to cast a sleeping spell, and subdued the short-nosed dragon.
Fleur came on next, and Hephis gave her a big smile.
Furong forced out an ugly smile and walked out of the tent trembling.
A black shadow quickly merged into Furong's shadow.
After all, Fleur is Snape's relative.
In times of crisis, the shadow soldiers will save her life.
Fleur and Krum's strategy is similar to Harry's, both of which are to lure the enemy and then take the opportunity to seize the golden egg.
Finally, another whistle sounded, Hephis straightened his clothes and walked calmly towards the venue.
Tall viewing stands have been erected around the venue, packed with spectators, numbering more than 30,000 people.
Originally, the Ministry of Magic was petty and only wanted to set up a viewing area that could accommodate a thousand people.
It was directly rejected by Hephes.
He's already on stage, what can he do if there are too few spectators?
So Percy started working with his men, and finally the day before the game, they completed the viewing area that could accommodate 30,000 people.
Although it did not reach the scale of the World Cup final with 100,000 people, Hefeth was also very satisfied.
At the other end of the field, the Hungarian Horntail, with its huge body crouched and its wings folded, was guarding its nest of eggs.
As soon as Hephes appeared, its clear eyes stared at Hephes.
It was covered in black scales, lizard-like in shape, and incredibly long, perhaps thirty feet, with a tail covered in bronze spikes.
The cloak behind Hephaestus unfolded, bringing him up to the same height as the Horntail's head.
With a flick of his fingertips, the heavy chain wrapped around the tree wasp's neck suddenly untied, falling heavily to the ground, raising dust.
Hephis looked at it and smiled, "This is more interesting, isn't it?"
The Hornet was stunned. It didn't understand why the chain was untied.
There was an uproar in the audience, with exclamations coming one after another.
Bagman also stood up in surprise, screaming loudly, "Dragon Trainer, Dragon Trainer..."
But before he could finish, Dumbledore stopped him, signaling the dragon trainer not to move forward.
"Come on! Let me see your strength."
He cast an iron armor shield on the nest of eggs, and the silver-white light shield firmly protected the nest of eggs.
Hephaestus began to perform his Animagi.
A magical creature covered with green scales and with antlers on its head appeared in front of everyone.
Its body was sinuous and slender, at least forty feet long, with a camel-like head, a snake-like body, and eagle-like claws.
The Xia Kingdom's divine dragon appeared in front of everyone for the first time.
There were exclamations and discussions in the audience.
They had never witnessed such a stunning Animagus form.
The dragon incarnated by Hephaestus stepped lightly on the ground, then soared into the air, and the dragon power around him radiated wantonly.
This power made the wizards present shut their mouths involuntarily, and instead they looked at each other with awe and amazement.
They stared with wide eyes at the Xia Kingdom's dragon hovering in the air.
Even the Hungarian Horntail, known for its ferocity, couldn't help but tremble slightly under the dragon's might.
But as the most ferocious of the dragons, it is difficult to make it completely surrender just by its aura.
Not to be outdone, the hornet spread its huge, ferocious wings and let out a deafening roar.
A hint of satisfaction flashed in the dragon's emerald eyes.
It hovered leisurely in the air, its whiskers fluttering in the wind.
The tree wasp's sharp fangs were exposed, and flames gushed out of its mouth, turning into a pillar of fire that rushed straight towards the dragon.
The dragon simply exhaled lightly, and a small whirlwind formed, which easily dispersed the blazing flames.
Seeing this, the tree bee became furious and waved its sharp claws wildly, rushing towards the dragon with the momentum of tearing everything apart.
The dragon moved swiftly, transformed into a stream of light, and instantly appeared behind the tree bee.
It gently tapped the tree wasp's head with its dragon claws, causing the tree wasp to stagger in the air and almost fall.
The Hornet steadied itself and shook its head, with an even more ferocious look in its eyes.
It launched another fierce attack, opening its bloody mouth and biting towards the dragon.
