From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"The warriors of Hogwarts turned that poor dragon around!"

Bagman's tone at this moment can even be said to be a bit arrogant, but the vast majority of the audience present had no opinion on it.

After all, this is the home court of Hogwarts. After Durmstrang’s warriors have arranged the fire dragon with great momentum, everyone is suffocating in their hearts, let alone Bagman’s arrogance. Not the dean and principal are all present, they can't wait to put some magic on the sky to celebrate.

"Full score, full score!"

Such a shout came from Gryffindor's position, and then quickly spread to the entire auditorium.

"Full score, full score!"

In such a call, Bagman, who was a part-time commentator, turned his head and discussed with the rest of the referees.

Perhaps the fact that the Warriors of Hogwarts didn’t have much soot on their faces was too convincing. The only one who had a little opinion was Karkaroff was quickly persuaded, and Bagman quickly returned with a smile. To your place.

"The warriors of Hogwarts completely played the dragon. It couldn't make effective attacks at all. The referee determined that the warriors of Hogwarts directly got full marks!"

Karkaroff curled his lips, still a little unconvinced-it is rare that their Warriors could get such a big advantage in advance, but he was caught up by the people of Hogwarts!

If the opponent has an obvious error scene where he is attacked, he may be able to take the opportunity to deduct a little more points, but the whole process of dealing with the fire dragon is pleasing to the eye, and he really can't be brazen and force the deduction.

Mrs. Maxim’s face was a little worried, but she couldn’t definitely reject Bagman’s proposal—they appeared at the end. Originally, she thought it was a high-end lottery, but now the situation is that if she dares to say no. , Dumbledore may not care about it, but the other two referees will definitely retaliate.

"Okay, please leave the warriors with the golden egg, don't cast spells in the air anymore, the dragon trainers will soon appease it."

Bagman announced to the warriors with obvious pride. At this time, Harry and the others stopped the magic of walking the dragon in the air and walked towards the rest area with the golden egg.

But it was difficult-the cheers of Hogwarts students almost drowned them, and many of them were acquaintances, which made them slow down and waved their arms towards those friends in response.

Harry saw Angelina, his teammate, and she was cheering at him, which made Harry feel very good-next, he saw George and Fred, Ron, Hermione, among the crowd, And Ron's sister, Ginny.

It's just that he has never seen the person he pays most attention to-where is Qiu?

He searched nervously, and began to remember whether he had made any embarrassing mistakes in the game just now, but he didn't.

This made him boldly search again, no, no, nor this one.

wait?

He saw a face that puzzled him, very, very puzzled.

‘It’s Sirius! ’

His brain quickly told him about this, which made his face full of incredible—he had heard countless people in the common room saying that the Triwizard Tournament couldn't invite parents to come, and it was really a pity.

Earlier, Sirius said in the letter that he was excited about coming over, but then he consciously avoided this question, lest Sirius was embarrassed about it.

But, but—thought can't keep up with action.

He trot over, and just used the magic wand to help him, he easily climbed up to the platform raised to prevent the dragon from attacking the audience, and quickly rushed past the safe interval. When he realized what he had done, he was already hugging Sirius. Living.

"You didn't say you come, godfather!"

"I said in the previous letter that I was coming."

Sirius happily explained, “It’s actually pretty easy to get the qualification to watch the tournament. During this period of time, my business at the Muggle office was good. After passing the review by the Ministry of Magic, I and the few I knew before were not bad. The enlightened people chatted and managed to get back a little bit of the Black family... well, how should I put it, it's something worthy of praise."

—

"Time flies so fast, Sirius can become a member of the board of trustees."

In the corner on the other side, Professor McGonagall took advantage of the absence of the new warrior and chatted with Professor Sprout next to him.

"It's just that he has disappeared from our sight for too long, Minerva." Professor Sprout responded with a smile, "Lucius is not much older than Sirius, but Sirius still behaves too much in some cases. childish."

"The Black family used to be an important member of the school board, but they used to be a firm supporter of Slytherin. Now, it is estimated that Professor Snape will have a few more lives."

"It's not just Professor Snape..."

Professor McGonagall shook his head. "Albus has not been in a good mood these days. Phineas has been urging Dumbledore to find ways to let Sirius pass on the Black family."

"This is really uncomfortable for the professor," Professor Sprout laughed, and then suddenly thought of something, "Dumbledore won't use this as an excuse not to stay in the office all the time?"

"Fortunately, after all, he has to show up in the Triwizard Tournament, and he can't run during this time."

Professor McGonagall smiled and shook his head.

—

"It's time for us!"

Furong took the lead-their strategy to subdue the Fire Dragon this time is absolutely unimaginable by others. Therefore, as an indispensable and absolute main force, Furong has naturally become the commander of Boothbarton.

"Relax, we are set to win!"

She cheered on the other warriors.

The rest of the warriors had no doubt about this, because they even asked the principal about it and got affirmation.

The four soon came to the boundary of the arena, and then saw the fire dragon.

"I am sneaking close, and you will come close when I cast the spell, and then help me prevent accidents!"

While talking, Furong used the phantom body spell on herself, and then moved towards the fire dragon in the first place.

After almost reaching the predetermined distance, she began to whisper.

That kind of power from the bloodline quickly radiated under the magic ritual bonus that was different from ordinary spells, and it expanded crazily under the action of the magic wand.

"Go to sleep, big guy."

She looked at the dragon, her eyes without any desire to attack.

The hazy red radiated from her wand, and then easily broke through the ancient magic on the dragon's skin, directly acting on its body.

The protective magic used to reinforce the weaknesses of the fire dragon looks powerful, but what use is it?

It's like the Muggle line of defense called Magino, just avoid it—it doesn't make it easier.

—

"It's careless!"

On the field, William's face suddenly didn't look good.

He has heard a lot about the legends about the charm baby in Azkaban, and there are some ways to fight the charm baby, but he never thought that the power of the charm baby plus the magic wand and magic power of the wizard is so powerful that it can be worn directly. The ancient magic inherent in Toulong.

If you have to say it, this is equivalent to the British entering the Macedonian line of defense to help defend, unable to stand the guardian of the rest-that is, the ancient magic of the dragon itself is not powerful...

‘A book blows the dragon like Lu Bu’s reincarnation Pan Feng, but he was beheaded by Hua Xiong before he reached the Hulao Pass...’

‘It seems that the next thing I need to pay attention to is the power of the half-blood wizard, Hagrid, this Fleur... it’s ridiculous...’

His thoughts could not help but turn to the legend Azkaban had heard of, that is, studying mixed races...

"What are you thinking about!"

He shook his head quickly, shaking the mess of thoughts out of his mind.

—

While William was thinking, Furong was about to succeed, and the power inherited from the charm of the baby's blood made her magic hypnotize this dragon that would never be controlled so easily under normal circumstances.

"Go to sleep, big guy, have a good dream."

She gently hummed the Meibab language that normal wizards rarely mastered, and the dragon's eyelids were already closed.

It even started snoring-which is not a good thing.

A dragon's breath spouted from its mouth, but it was easily stopped by a teammate next to it, and the drowsy dragon had no response at all.

In the end, in full view, the dragon fell down and fell asleep.

—

"Fuck, I pitted myself..."

William shook his head in the stands.

"how?"

"If you lose the harmfulness, you get a full score, so you don't need to take the risk to get the golden egg—I actually have a special alert magic attached to the golden egg, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, but now that hidden spell It won't work anymore."

William opened his hands regrettably—that was originally a great gift for the Warriors, to warn them to be careful as they get closer to success.

As a result, Ifamoni carried the dragon and demolished it, Demstrang directly shot the dragon away. His students carefully failed to trigger, but the Warriors of Boothbat directly put the dragon to sleep.

Coupled with the principle of full marks he added, such a meaningful warning didn't work at all!

It's almost...

But now it's useless to say anything. Mrs. Maxim quickly communicated with other referees just after Fleur fell asleep, for fear that her warrior would suffer a loss because the principal was not strong enough.

Fortunately, the silent support in front of her and Furong's performance were impeccable, and it didn't take long for Bagman to announce again.

"The Warriors of Boothbarton got full marks without any dispute!"

After his announcement, the scene of the jury suddenly became a little embarrassed in the celebration-four schools, three full marks...