Chapter 169: Jiang Long

After a series of pre-match preparations and various checks, the game finally officially started after the sound of a salute.

The first one to play is Furong.

The girl from France looked very nervous, and the hand holding the magic wand was tight and loose, loose and tight there.

In the end, she finally summoned her courage, took a deep breath to make her chest bulge high, and then squeezed her breath and walked out of the lounge quickly.

In the lounge, you can clearly hear the sound of the outside venue, the low roar of the fire dragon, and the exclamation of the audience.

And this sense of unknownness that only hears the sound, but does not see its shape, makes people feel more nervous and frightened.

Krum tilted his head there, pointed his ears at the field outside, and listened carefully to every sound, his forehead was unknowingly covered with a layer of cold sweat.

Harry seemed to be frightened stupidly, sitting in his chair trembling slightly, and the violent heartbeat was about to echo in the lounge.

Seeing this, Cowen had to keep quiet, for fear of making some movement and frightening Krum and Harry to collapse.

Until about fifteen minutes passed, violent cheers suddenly sounded outside. Obviously, Furong had successfully passed the guard of the dragon and got the mission goal of this game-the golden egg.

Not long after, Furong was helped and sent back to the lounge, and she lay on a folding bed with the golden egg in her arms.

The whole body trembled with fear, and his expression didn't have any joy after success. Instead, he held it back and didn't cry.

The three principals simply soothed and went out and returned to the referee's stand.

After a while, Director Crouch greeted him at the door and said to Krum, who had been staring at the scorched part of Fleur’s clothes, "Now it's time for you to play, Mr. Krum."

Krum regained his senses, his gaze quickly swept across Cowen and Harry, then took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and walked out of the lounge.

Soon, the roar of the dragon resounded outside again, and the exclamation of the audience.

At this moment, Harry, who is about to play next, is even more nervous.

Seeing this, Kewen had to reassure him: "Don't worry about Harry."

"Okay, good science chief!" Harry trembled as he was frightened by the sound, and then hurriedly responded, "I, I'm fine! I'm ready!"

"What method are you going to use to clear the level?" Cowen continued to talk to relieve Harry's tension.

"Broom! Flying broom!" Harry said as if automatically answering: "Professor Moody taught me the ‘flying curse!’ to summon the flying broom!"

"Not bad." Cowen smiled and praised: "Harry, your flying talent is very high. As long as you concentrate, the flying dragon can't catch up with you."

Soothing played a role, and Harry did seem a lot more relaxed after hearing the words. He nodded vigorously, and his gaze at Kewen was full of gratitude.

At this time, Furong finally came over from her fear, and sat up halfway from the folding bed.

Kewen shifted his gaze and nodded to Furong who was looking at him: "Congratulations."

"Thank you." Furong smiled reluctantly.

At this time, deafening cheers rang out again.

"It seems that Mr. Krum was also successful." Fleur said subconsciously.

Soon, Krum returned to the lounge, holding the golden egg in his arms, his face was full of excitement that could not be concealed.

"Congratulations." Kewen smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations on your successful golden egg, Mr. Conqueror."

Krum's name is Viktor, which stands for conqueror and victor in Latin.

After listening to Kewen congratulations, Krum couldn't help but froze a little, but he was in a good mood at this time, so he didn't go to figure out whether he was familiar enough to make a joke.

Therefore, he immediately showed a relaxed smile, and also responded with a joke: "Thank you, you also come on, Your Majesty the Queen of Hogwarts."

After speaking, Krum and Cowen looked at each other, then both laughed, and the atmosphere became friendly.

In the laughter, Harry suddenly felt that he was not so nervous anymore, and he lowered his head slightly to look at his hands, no longer trembling as before.

Since Krum was not injured, the referees did not rush to the lounge to take care of him. After a while, the outside began to call Harry for the third time on the field.

"Come on, Harry." Cowen encouraged: "Everyone succeeded, so the dragon is not as scary as you think."

"Okay, okay! Thank you, senior!" Harry nodded, and couldn't help looking at Fleur and Krum.

Because the atmosphere was just right, both Furong and Krum showed a friendly attitude, nodded to Harry, and encouraged them with a ‘Come on’.

Encouraged, Harry took a deep breath and rushed into the arena.

Soon, there were waves of exclamation from the audience.

But before long, it suddenly became quiet outside, and Cowen knew that it was Harry who finally got the flying broom and led the dragon away from the arena.

About ten minutes later, the cheers of the audience suddenly rang again. Soon, it was announced on the radio that Harry had successfully won the golden egg.

It didn't take long before Harry walked into the lounge, embarrassed, holding the golden egg full of excitement.

Because he looked too embarrassed, the principals who were referees followed one after another to check whether Harry needed treatment.

After discovering that Harry was okay, Dumbledore said to Cowen: "Son, you may have to wait a little longer before you can play."

"What happened, sir?" Kewen asked inexplicably.

Dumbledore looked at Harry and said with a smile: "This is because Harry lost a dragon, so we must first go get the dragon back."

After the joke, the principals hurried away, apparently looking for the ‘Hungarian Tree Peak Dragon’.

About twenty minutes later, the outside broadcast replayed, calling for Kewen to play.

"Come on! Mr. Quinn," Fleur said with her French accent.

"Come on! Your Majesty the Queen of Hogwarts." Krum said, stretching his arm and clenching his fist.

"Thank you." Corvin stretched out his fist and touched Krum.

"Come on, senior!" Harry said with a grin, "I believe you will succeed!"

"thanks."

Kewen smiled back, nodded to the three again, and then walked out of the lounge.

The entrance of the lounge has been connected to the site, and when he walked out of the tent, it turned into a rock cave entrance.

The cave is facing the site. In the site at this time, a gray-white dragon with a body length of nearly 20 meters is confined in the center of the site by a thick iron chain.

The dragon looked very irritable, and was constantly turning around by the cheering and shouting around, and roaring from time to time.

When Kewen walked out of the cave, the surrounding cheers suddenly rose to a height, and without knowing who started, all the audience gradually called Kewen's name.

Soon, there was only one voice left in the audience-Covin Quinn!

Standing on the field, Kewen followed the shouts of the surroundings and looked around the auditorium.

Finally, he looked at the referee's bench and nodded to Dumbledore.

Withdrawing his gaze, Kewen looked at the dragon in the field, and the dragon also spotted him as an intruder.

Turning the body, the gray dragon spread its wings and prostrated itself into an attacking state. Even though it was far away, it still spurted out a burst of flames.

However, the flames only sprayed more than thirty meters before they could not continue.

In the exclamation of many audience members, Kewen only glanced at the flame which was more than ten meters away from him, and then stopped paying attention, but began to look at the jagged boulder ground in the field.

Soon there was a plan in his mind.

Taking steps again, Kewen finally started to walk towards the dragon.

The tiny human beings faced the huge dragon. This kind of tense sense of scene made the surrounding audience hold their breath and watch the next development intently.

In the low threatening roar of the dragon, Kewen kept walking, pacing at a constant speed in the direction of the dragon, while raising his hand to wave his wand to the right.

Under the silent cast, a boulder nearly six meters high was deformed by Kewen and quickly turned into a solid armor statue with vivid patterns and vivid details.

"Wow……"

There were waves of admiration, and many audiences were amazed by Kewen's "Transfiguration". At the professor's seat, Professor McGonagall was smiling even more, and he kept nodding to the surrounding professors.

In the field, Kewen's movements did not stop, and again softly waved his wand and pointed at another boulder.

Soon, another statue appeared close to seven meters.

The next moment, as Kewen flicked his wand, the two giant stone statues suddenly came alive. Amidst the sound of ‘quack, quack’, they raised their shields and one-handed hammers one after another.

In the surrounding auditorium, there was once again a film of admiration.

At this time, Kewen pointed his wand to his side. Following his movements, the two statues suddenly bent over at the same time. Then, under a vertical leap, two sounds of "Peng Peng" fell on Kewen's side.

"Quickly getting bigger! Rocks are steel!"

In order to strengthen the effect of the spell, Kewen pointed his wand at the statue beside him while chanting the spell.

As the curse took effect on the two statues, the statue that was originally only six or seven meters in size suddenly began to grow, and eventually grew to about fifteen meters before it stopped.

Then, the bodies of the two stone giants began to change colors, the stone faded between their breaths, and finally turned into gloomy metal.

"Oh--"

The violent sigh broke out again, and everyone could see that the two metal giants at the height of fifteen meters in the field were undoubtedly able to engage in a close battle with the dragon.

As expected, Kewen won't make you wait for a long time. He was ready to point his wand to the dragon in the middle of the field, and at the same time commanded: "Go!"

Huh! Huh! Huh!

The two metal giants suddenly started their steps, just like soldiers advancing with the front in the war, holding the shield in their left hand and the hammer in their right hand to prepare, and strode forward towards the dragon.

"Roar!"

Seeing the two giants attacking, the ‘Ukrainian Iron Belly Dragon’ in the field suddenly roared and stood up, tightening the iron chain that was confined to the neck.

Then he shook his head and broke the iron chain with a bang.

Losing the imprisonment, the dragon not only did not have any guard and flinched, but instead took the initiative to step forward amidst the roar, spread its wings and pounced on the two metal giants.

咣——

A violent, echoing collision sounded, and the dragon hit a giant directly to the ground, and then bit the probe.

The dragon's strength was great, and its teeth were sharp, and it managed to bite out a hole in the shield in the hands of the fallen giant.

But at this time, another giant made a move, waving his shield and hitting the dragon's head, slamming the dragon's neck to the side.

Taking this opportunity, the fallen giant turned upside down, dropped his shield and one-handed hammer, and hugged the dragon under his body with a slam.

"Roar--"

The dragon roared and struggled, and the huge power led the giant to roll, smashing the rocky boulders on the ground nearby.

However, with the addition of another giant, the dragon fell into a disadvantage. After a struggle and scuffle, the two giants worked together to press it on the ground.

No matter how hard the body struggles, the dragon can only continue to roar, relying on its long neck, and constantly biting at the two giants, leaving deep tooth marks on them.

"Covin Quinn!"

"Covin Quinn!"

"Covin Quinn!"

"Covin Quinn!"

There were neat cheers and shouts from the stands all around.

Seeing this, Kewen, who had stopped at the rear before, stepped again and approached the dragon that had been imprisoned on the ground.

Perhaps he had thoughts, as if he knew that Cowen was the culprit. Therefore, after Cowen got closer, the dragon suddenly let go of the dragon's mouth that was biting the metal giant.

Fire light emerged from his throat, and in the next instant, a flame was suddenly jetted towards Kewen by the dragon.

This time, Kewen was only about ten meters away from the dragon, completely within the range of the flamethrower.

Seeing this, the audience subconsciously stopped calling Kewen's name, and instead screamed in exclamation.

In the field, since Kewen dared to get closer, he would naturally take all the circumstances into account. Therefore, in the face of the eruption of Long Yan, he did not show any nervousness.

Almost at the moment when Long Yan erupted, he raised his wand, pointed the wand forward and drew circles in small increments, while chanting in his mouth: "Sacred fire stop!"

The next moment, Long Yan came in front of him, but he seemed to be attracted by the magic wand. The flame, which was more than one meter thick, quickly became smaller and gathered towards the tip of the magic wand.

After the dragon's mouth of dragon inflammation erupted, all the flames were also at the tip of Cowen's wand, converging into a small fireball with a somewhat blazing white color.

Kewen saw this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ slowly retracted the magic wand, shaking the wand, shaking off the fireball about ten centimeters in diameter.

The left hand had already been raised, and he spread out his palm to catch the fireball, so that the fireball was suspended in the air above his palm.

Amidst the sudden violent cheers and cheers, Kewen smiled slightly, and then made a fist with his left hand.

With a ‘bang’, the fireball went out instantly, leaving only a few sparks scattered.

Immediately afterwards, Kewen pointed his wand at the metal one-handed hammer thrown on the ground by the metal giant, causing it to suddenly fly into the air.

Suddenly ran forward for two steps, silently imposing ‘body as light as a feather’ on himself, and then borrowing force on a boulder protruding from the ground, his body suddenly jumped high.

He caught the huge one-handed hammer with both hands in the air, and quickly added a few magic spells to himself silently.

In the end, Kewen lifted the huge one-handed hammer like a propeller, and then fell down.

Bang--