v5 Chapter 136： Go home and raise a Tepo warthog! (Thanks to 'Voldemort Downhill'...

The black spear, with a dangerous atmosphere, stabbed in the past.

At such a close distance, the attention of the fire dragon, and being attracted by Malfoy... There is almost no possibility of evasion.

The most important thing is that the eye thing is just a blister that will burst with a poke... It has no dragon scales, zero magic resistance, and no physical defense level 3 armor.

Otherwise, how can you say that the eyes are the most vulnerable part of the dragon's body?

This suddenly has a sense of invincible melee spray, as long as it hits, it will take one away with one shot.

As a result, the black spear pierced the fire dragon's left eye without any hindrance.

A miserable howl sounded in the arena, almost knocking Ron and Malfoy out.

When Malfoy was pouting and twisting Yangko, he was already running towards the golden egg.

He was so fast that Ron couldn't catch up. He raised his wand and shouted, "Grind!"

A silver light hit Malfoy's back, and he bent down, gasping for breath.

Ron came up behind, and Malfoy, panting desperately, pointed his wand to his knee, and gasped, laughing, "Tarantera!"

Ron's legs twitched uncontrollably, like a quick trot.

The two of them rolled and crawled, moving towards the golden egg.

Everyone knows that the higher the number of golden eggs, the higher the score.

But Malfoy made a python for half an hour, and his magic power was long gone, and he soon fell behind in the competition.

Ron was the first to hug the two golden eggs.

Malfoy hugged Ron from behind, and the two spun, jumped, eyes closed...

The furious fire dragon, endured the pain, opened one eye and released the strongest dragon breath.

The scorching flames have already enlarged in front of the two of them! The air refraction caused by the heat can be clearly seen, as if the space has been distorted.

It seems that in the next second, they will become human meat skewers.

But the two bet right, and the dragon trainers appeared in all directions, all raising their wands.

The flames exploded into fireballs that were scattered like shotguns.

Two more wizards, grabbed Ron and Malfoy, and immediately Apparated away.

Ten minutes later, the fire dragon, who lost one eye, was completely subdued.

The Venomous Dragon fell to the ground, drooling in his mouth, and one eye was still slightly open, full of unwillingness and remorse.

This is the fate of foodies!

Dare to be greedy?

The audience is in a state of daze, too dazed.

The last three minutes... almost a sudden change in the situation.

Originally, the fire dragon was still leisurely making skewers, but it screamed inexplicably, and suddenly burst into flames.

What exactly happened?

Could it be that the fire dragon didn't have enough fun in the end, and wanted to eat Weasley and Malfoy?

No one knew, everyone only saw Ron holding two golden eggs, although his whole body was injured, but his face was proud.

And Malfoy looked at him with hatred, his expression was twisted, and he wanted to strangle him.

If I had to describe it, it would be like those idiots in the Celestial Dynasty.

Knowing that his wife Ishihara Satomi is married, how jealous and angry is that!

Although there are a lot of wives, marrying one today and another tomorrow... This is not enough.

The auditorium was noisy, and Li was also explaining loudly, guessing what had just happened.

The referee's bench was eerily quiet.

After a long silence, Karkaroff had a mocking smile on his face, and his blue eyes were teasing.

"I don't remember someone telling me that warriors can use black magic - did I not read those regulations carefully enough?"

"It's impossible!" Madame Maxime also united with Karkaroff.

She said sharply: "According to the rules, warriors are forbidden to use black magic."

"Yeah, if it can be used, the warriors of our school will not be so embarrassed just now." Karkaroff hummed.

"I'm not boasting. Most of the students in our school have mastered some black magic. If they can't use it, their strength will be severely weakened."

There's nothing wrong with that. Durmstrang is a school of magic known for teaching black magic.

"But." Ludo said, "It was a very dangerous moment just now, I think... it can be tolerated."

"What do you think?" Maxim stared at Ludo and said in a disgusting tone: "So, we can come without the rules?"

"I didn't mean it that way, but we have to start from reality..."

"Actual departure?" Maxim said indignantly: "When Granger Apparated, you raised an objection, saying that she violated the rules;

Weasley used black magic and clearly violated the rules, but you said to proceed from reality? "

She laughed sarcastically.

"I propose a review of Mr Bagman, who I suspect is gambling ... and trying to rig the game."

Ludo opened his mouth, but didn't say anything after all.

"This is a very serious charge, Madame Maxime," said Dumbledore. "You need evidence."

"I have no proof, but everyone sees Mr. Bagman's double standard." Maxim glanced at Ludo in disgust.

Karkaroff is a villain, but he is on the bright side, everyone knows... He prefers his own school.

But Bagman made a fair face to double-standard... It made her even more disgusting.

Ludo shut up completely.

"If we can't give us a reasonable explanation, Beauxbatons refused to participate in the following games." Mrs. Maxim said.

"What do you think? Barty?" Dumbledore asked looking up.

"The game must be played, so Weasley cannot disqualify the game. This round of results is invalid." Crouch said indifferently.

"Okay, it looks like the referees have reached a consensus." Li glanced at the referee's bench.

"Regarding Mr. Weasley's score, he has two golden eggs... I think in fairness, at least seventy points.

But given his performance throughout the game, it should be much lower than Miss Delacour. "

"What?" Li suddenly said loudly: "I just received news from the referee's bench that Mr. Weasley's result in this round is invalid."

Ron looked at the referee bench in disbelief and said loudly, "I have two golden eggs! Why!"

"Because... the Triwizard Tournament prohibits the use of black magic!" Li read the ruling.

"Mr. Weasley obviously used an offensive black magic at the last minute, so this round of results is invalid."

Ron stood still.

He once owned Voldemort's diary. In order to bewitch him, Tom taught so many black magics.

Ron studied it for more than half a year and used it in the dueling club held by Lockhart.

It turned out badly, Malfoy was no match at all and was almost killed by him.

Ron has never used this black magic since then.

but……

"I didn't use it with wizards," he defended. "And I don't know, can't use..."

"It's the Warriors' business to advance the rules of the game," Crouch said rigidly. "You don't know, it's not the Ministry of Magic's responsibility."

"But I have two golden eggs." He scratched his neck and said harshly.

"Son, if you don't have that black magic, how many do you think you would have?" Maxim asked directly.

"There are so many useful magics, such as eye-sickness spells, why don't you use them?"

Ron was silent... The time was too short, he didn't learn it.

Malfoy smiled smugly.

Now that Weasley's grades have been cancelled, these two golden eggs...

Madame Maxime lifted her wand into the air.

A long silver ribbon-like thing sprayed out from the wand, forming a large [4].

Next is Crouch. He sprayed a Dumbledore into the air and gave a [9] with a slight smile.

Ludo followed with [6]...

I don't know, I thought it was a ten-point game.

Obviously, the judges did not think that a warrior who was treated as a skewer by a fire dragon and roasted snake meat for it... deserves double digits.

Go home and raise a Tepo warthog!

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(Ask for recommended tickets and monthly tickets, everyone.

Third more.

Thanks for the 10,000-coin reward from the "Voldemort Downhill" boss.

I had paid one more, but I owe it back.

Currently owed 37. )