Chapter 258 - 258 The coolest little wizard on the field

Chapter 258: Chapter 258 The coolest little wizard on the field

"Oops, the situation is not good!"

Bagman's hurried voice spread from the commentary booth to the whole audience.

"I temporarily looked up the information about the fire dragon in my hand and found a very important problem - unlike the fragile eyes of other fire dragons, the eyes of the Australian white eye actually have a high resistance to magic..."

"Mr. Krum's response to the fire dragon's eye disease spell is excellent, but he is unlucky and encountered an Australian white eye, an outlier among fire dragons..."

As Bagman spoke, the dragon claws of the Australian white eye had already fallen heavily on Krum.

Krum is worthy of being a top Quidditch professional seeker. He reacted very quickly and immediately erected an armor spell to block himself.

However, the weight of the fire dragon alone is not enough to be blocked by a mere armor spell. The transparent barrier in front of Krum was almost crushed into pieces in an instant.

Krum took advantage of the momentary delay caused by the Iron Armor Spell on the dragon's claws and rolled on the ground in a panic, avoiding the claw attack of the Australian Egg White Eye... However, he was no longer able to avoid the other giant claw of the fire dragon.

The entire audience was filled with gasps, and many of Krum's fans screamed in fear. Some of them even climbed over the fence in front of the audience and rushed to the stadium to rescue their idol.

"Oh, no! Mr. Krum can't avoid the claw attack of the fire dragon this time..." Bagman's voice also involuntarily became louder, with an unprecedented tension in his tone, "Is he going to be stepped on by the fire dragon?"

At this moment, the falling movement of the giant claw of the Australian Egg White Eye stopped abruptly.

A graceful figure with silver hair and a black and red cloak was reflected in Krum's terrified and shrinking eyes.

"Oh! Look, our safety officer has taken action, and the warriors on the field have been saved." Bagman shouted excitedly.

Then, he suddenly rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "Wait, am I seeing right? He...he...our security guard blocked the dragon's attack with his bare hands?"

The audience had the same reaction as Bagman. They opened their eyes wide and watched Dracula standing in front of Krum in the semi-finals. He casually raised his hand, as if he caught a feather lightly, and blocked the dragon's huge claws on his head.

Compared with the dragon, Dracula's tall figure among wizards seemed so small.

However, it was such a small figure that made it difficult for a giant like the dragon to move forward. It could only stand on the ground with its feet swaying, and its angry expression became a little naive.

This scene gave people a strong contrast, and all the audience present did not expect that there was a bigger contrast behind it-

Dracula seemed to feel tired of holding his hand, so he casually swung the hand that was blocking the dragon's claws...

Just with such an easy swing, the dragon was hit hard.

The huge body seemed to be kicked hard, flying high into the sky, and directly pulled the chains that bound its four legs straight. Reêad latest novels at novelhall.com

Then, it fell heavily to the ground, splashing dust all over the sky.

The earth was still shaking and roaring, and the Australian egg white eye was still wailing in pain, but the arena of the semi-finals fell into a strange silence.

Everyone looked at Dracula's direction woodenly, feeling extremely unreal...

Such a strong and terrifying dragon was slapped away by this safety officer?

On the field, Dracula casually dusted off his body and turned to look at Krum.

"Mr. Krum, do you know what mistake you made?" He chuckled.

Krum looked up blankly, his eyes still full of shock.

"You didn't adapt in time," Dracula pointed out Krum's problem.

"In fact, the eyes of the Australian white eye without a child are quite obvious. When you saw it for the first time, you should have realized that the eye disease spell might not have the expected effect on it, but you still ignored the subsequent response."

"Battles are never foolproof by relying on a single spell..."

Dracula's reminder was just enough, and then he tidied his clothes as if he was driving away a small insect, and turned around and left the stadium leisurely.

In the strange eyes of the audience and the commentator, Dracula curiously cast his eyes on John on the court.

The next moment, Dracula's expression almost didn't hold back -

He saw that John was shaking his hands, twisting his thighs and hips, shaking his waist, and dancing a dance that he didn't know what it should be called... Well, maybe it can be considered a dance...

"What is he doing? Dancing samba?" In the audience, Ron looked at John's movements with a confused look on his face and asked Hermione beside him.

"I don't think samba should be like this..." The knowledgeable Hermione was also confused, and said hesitantly, "Maybe this is a ceremony before the American Wizard Competition?"

In the judges' seat, Dumbledore also had a happy smile on his face.

"Lally, John danced tango well." He said to Professor Hicks with a smile.

"This is not tango, Albus..." Professor Hicks's already dark face became even darker, "You clearly know what he is doing!"

In the audience on the other side, Rolf Scamander in the Hufflepuff crowd covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly.

"Did your grandfather secretly give him some special treatment?" Dracula's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Rolf opened his eyes and saw that Professor Dracula, who was originally flying over the stadium, appeared in the audience at some point, with a ridiculous expression on his face.

"Ah, Professor Dracula, you guessed it..." He looked around and said in a low voice, "John actually learned magical animal knowledge from his grandfather for several years before. After Harry told me the content of the game this time, he directly contacted my grandfather with my two-way mirror..."

"When my grandfather heard that John was going to deal with the fire dragon, he immediately taught him a 'dance' in front of the mirror with great joy... Well, that's what John is dancing now."

Dracula laughed out loud.

He couldn't help laughing when he thought of Newt standing behind the small two-way mirror, twisting his waist and swinging his arms to dance.

"Your grandfather is really talented. He can actually think of using dance to deal with the fire dragon... Hahahahaha..." At the end of the words, Dracula finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Next time I'll ask him to dance for me. I really want to know how this old guy in his nineties twists his waist..."

"My grandpa is in good health. Not to mention the low-difficulty dance of the fire dragon..." Rolf said with a blush, "He can even dance the mating dance of the rhinoceros and the hand-raising dance of the manticore!"

"Didn't your grandma stop him from dancing this weird 'dance'?" Dracula asked curiously.

"My grandma didn't want to do it at first," Rolf coughed dryly, "but the more he danced, the better his body became, so later, even my grandma joined in..."

"Newt is worthy of it, he's really good..." Dracula silently raised a thumb.

Just then, a little witch with messy dirty golden hair came over and inserted herself between Dracula and Rolf.

"Good afternoon, Professor Dracula." She greeted him in a floating tone.

"Good afternoon, Miss Lovegood." Dracula chuckled, "Are you here to see Rolf?"

"Yes!" Luna nodded, and then took out two hats from somewhere.

Perhaps the two hats should not be described by the quantifier "top", but "only" -

The two hats are in the shape of lion heads, as big as real lion heads. When Luna held them in her hands, they would occasionally emit very realistic lion roars.

"Luna, what are you doing..." Rolf glanced at the hat in Luna's hand, and a bit of ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"Rolf, the next game is Harry's game, let's cheer for him together!" Luna said happily, "Look, these two hats can not only reflect the Gryffindor College where Harry is, but also just cover the shouts of others with the lion's roar!"

She smiled and stuffed the lion head hat into Rolf's hand.

Love looked at Professor Dracula with a desperate expression, hoping that he could say something, but...

"That's a very good idea, Miss Lovegood." Dracula said happily, "You will definitely become the coolest little wizards in the arena today!"