The cheers from the crowd in the stands seemed to give Krum courage. His firmer eyes as he advanced step by step can confirm this.
It seems that the famous star is still a reckless person. No wonder he insisted on catching the Snitch to close out the World Cup final regardless of the score.
In order to prevent everyone's cheers from disturbing the dragon, the arena and the stands are separated by magic.
In fact, Krum could not actually hear the cheers of the crowd. He could only see the people around him constantly waving their arms and opening their mouths to say something to him.
"Huh!" Krum stopped less than ten meters away from the Chinese Fireball.
This type of dragon is extremely intelligent and has amazing agility.
But the main point is it gets easily irritated.
Anyone who is familiar with dragons knows it, while the red dragon in front of Krum is not very big it is actually not so easy to deal with, because it's way more aggressive than the two previous dragons.
Barty Crouch took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Three shows in a row let him, the judge, feast his eyes. Nervous and exciting emotions kept hitting him.
At this time, the Fireball had already discovered that Krum was standing not far away.
There was no warning at all as it immediately sprayed a scorching fireball towards Krum's position.
"Aqua Eructo!"
Krum's wand sent a potent burst of water to counter the fire, which seemed to be hindered just a bit.
Although it did not manage to stop the flames, the steam released gave him enough cover to run around and hide behind the dragon.
The dragon that lost its target was very irritable and looked around for the little ant from just now.
But Krum kept hiding behind it.
Looking at the dragon in front of him, he seemed to have made up his mind about something.
He actually didn't want to hurt the dragon in front of him, but he had to win first place in the task.
Not just for honor, but also because he wants to prove that he is better than Lucas Grindelwald.
In fact, his repeated provocations to Lucas were not just because the girl he found attractive threw herself into Lucas's arms.
Few people know that Krum's grandfather died to Grindelwald's subordinates. So he and Lucas are natural enemies!
Roar!
The Chinese Fireball roared to the sky, then turned to look behind it.
"Conjunctivitis!"
He managed to perfectly hit the dragon's eyes with the spell.
Miserable roars spread to every corner of the arena, even Lucas and Harry who were waiting in the tent waiting for their turn could hear it clearly.
The conjunctivitis curse is one of the most effective known spells against dragons.
Dragons were not as rare hundreds of years ago as they are now.
They often appeared in groups to destroy wizard settlements, so wizards have thought of many ways to fight them.
Dragons have thick scales, powerful fangs and claws, and their physiques are extremely powerful.
So close-up capture is obviously impractical.
However, using magic spells to attack, the effect is almost negligible because of their hide's magic resistance.
Luckily it was soon discovered that the dragon's eyes are very fragile.
The sharp pain in both eyes sent the Chinese Fireball into a frenzy.
It opened its mouth wide, spewing raging flames into the sky and surroundings.
The dragon tamers on the sidelines cast a flame extinguishing spell to resist the flames, lest the audience in the stands suffer.
Krum took the opportunity to run to the feet of the fire dragon and took the golden egg needed for the task from a pile of dragon eggs.
Just as he took the golden egg away.
The Fireball's big feet stepped on its dragon eggs.
Seeing those newly laid dragon eggs being crushed, the dragon tamers were very distressed.
Even if it is artificially bred, the chance of a dragon laying dragon eggs is still very small.
Krum probably never would have guessed that because of his actions, he just lost dozens of fans.
Of course, he may not really care about these.
"Very good! Very effective method! Krum showed extraordinary courage, this is really a thrilling show."
Krum raised the golden egg in his hand showing it to the surrounding audience.
The brave man challenging the dragon will always be among people's favorite dramas.
At this moment, the people in the audience raised their hands and cheered loudly.
It was as if they thought that whoever yells the loudest could get Krum's attention.
At this moment, the Chinese Fireball was lying on the ground, its fiery red body trembling slightly from the pain.
The dragon trainers hurried forward, unraveling the curse and putting it to sleep simultaneously.
The dragon was appeased and was quickly taken down.
"Very good, the next step is for the judges to give the scores!"
8 points, 8 points, 8 points!
Dumbledore, Crouch and Madame Maxime gave very uniform scores this time.
Although Krum got the golden egg unscathed, the means used were too harsh.
Although the rules do not expressly prohibit the use of violence, the three still couldn't agree with Krum's methods that resulted in the destruction of the eggs.
That's why they deducted 2 points each.
Then just Bagman and Karkaroff remained, but to everyone's surprise, the two of them were discussing in low voices.
After some bargaining, Bagman showed a satisfied smile as he raised up his score under the gaze of everyone.
6 points!
Not high but not low either, but if you compare it to the scores he gave before, these 6 points are a lot.
Amos Diggory got up and reprimanded: "Cheating, you are an insult to the sacred Triwizard Tournament."
"Two scumbags!"
"How can you do this!"
The two turned a deaf ear to the accusations around them, even the other three referees cast doubtful eyes at them.
But the two were still rock-solid in their seats.
Then Karkaroff raised his wand and released his score.
10 points!
Such a biased score was immediately booed by the audience!
"Very well, now the current contestant with the highest score in the task is Viktor Krum."
"The one who will be showing up next is someone very famous. He is a legend in our magical world, the Boy Who Lived——Harry Potter!"
Bagman's introduction of Harry obviously required a lot of care.
At this time Harry had also come to the exit.
With the hand around his wand tightening, he took a deep breath and walked out.
The enormous dragon had scales that looked like steel, and it easily dwarfed all the previous dragons, being almost three times as big as the Chinese Fireball.
Gringotts kept an Ironbelly to guard the passage to the underground vaults.
Harry looked at the metallic looking dragon at the other end of the arena and coincidentally, the dragon was also looking at him.
Harry looked around again, he didn't know whether these people were cheering for him or laughing at his overreaching.
All he knew was that he needed to focus now.
The audience was puzzled to see Harry close his eyes and stand motionless by the entrance.
A Hufflepuff's student laughed and said, "Look, he's terrified. Seeing the dragon Potter must be about to piss himself."
The voice of the speaker was very loud.
Anyone who knows this guy knows that he is in the same year as Cedric, and even a good friend that sleeps in the same dorm.
Booing began to sound from the Hufflepuff stands, which made the Hogwarts professors sitting not far away frown.
Professor Snape glared coldly at the badgers for being annoying.
"Accio Firebolt!"
Harry raised his wand and yelled.
At the end of last year, Sirius sent Harry the latest Firebolt.
Lucas also didn't know where he, a homeless fugitive, got so much money from. Well, he can only blame those greedy Goblins that will receive any customer as long as they can get some benefits.
But none of that matters.
The audience saw Harry move, and their attention was immediately turned back.
Harry's heart was very disturbed.
He practiced the summoning charm for a long time, but he tends to fail once or twice out of ten times.
So he prayed to Merlin in his heart, hoping that nothing would go wrong this time.
At this moment, he heard the sound of something flying through the air from behind getting closer to his position.
Looking back, he saw his Firebolt approaching from the sky at a glance.
The Firebolt reached his position and Harry jumped on it fast, right before the dragon's attack arrived.
With a push of both feet on the ground, he flew up.
The Ukrainian Ironbelly is very heavy, and its flying speed is extremely slow compared to other dragons, not to mention that it was still locked by thick iron chains.
Harry, being on his brom he suddenly felt like he was playing a Quidditch match, which made him enter a focused state.
That dragon was nothing more than a strong opponent, while its sharp claws and firebreath were like annoying bludgers.
And what he has to do is to hold the golden egg representing the golden snitch in his hand.
Harry stopped in mid-air, looking down at the roaring fire dragon below.
At this time, there was no tension on his face anymore and his face was full of confidence.
Upon seeing this, Bagman quickly said, "Oh~ he can fly really well, Mr. Potter is a very good Seeker."
"See Mr. Krum? This is the way a Quidditch player should choose!"
He had just finished speaking when Harry swooped down on the broom.
He kept turning around the Ironbelly.
Soon, the dragon's sight could not keep up with his flying speed and seemed very angry.
It hit the gravel on the ground with its tail, and fortunately, or unfortunately for Harry, one of them flew towards him.
He narrowly dodged the gravel, but his arm was still scratched.
But right at this time, an excellent opportunity appeared in front of him, so he forgot about the pain.
He controlled the broom and flew towards the dragon at high speed.
The people in the stands cheered thunderously, everyone chanted Harry Potter's name.
Getting ready to witness his success in capturing the golden egg.
Bagman anxiously stood up looking around, and when he saw Harry's figure flying out from under the dragon he immediately shouted: "He succeeded, he got the golden egg, very wonderful performance, let us all cheer for Harry Potter!"
When everyone saw the golden egg under Harry's arm, applause and cheers erupted immediately.
When Harry got off the broom, Madam Pomfrey was already waiting nearby.
"Oh dear, bear with me, this might hurt a little!"
The healing potion sprinkled on the wound on the arm, the blood miraculously stopped, and the cut gradually healed.
At this time Bagman's voice came from the stands.
"Let's see how the judges rated Mr. Potter."
After speaking, he looked at Karkaroff beside him.
Seeing the other party nodded slightly, Bagman's smile became more obvious.
What he didn't know is that the moment he turned his head, Karkaroff also showed a cold smile.
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