Chapter 479： Item 1 (below)

While Harry waited nervously, his broomstick flew out of the castle, around the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and flew towards it quickly. Soon, it flew into the paddock and slammed into the air beside him, waiting for Harry to step on it.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't care what Ludo Bagman, who was the commentator, and the surrounding audience were shouting.

As Harry lured the Swiss short-nosed dragon away from the egg on his broomstick, Krum in the tent frowned.

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Because just now Bagman's huge shout came in.

"Amazing idea! I wonder what Mr. Krum would think when he saw it!"

Since there are still players to play later, his commentary is very vague and cannot reveal the methods of the previous players.

However, this could not be concealed from Fish. He shook the cat's ears, and from the collected sounds, he probably guessed what Harry had done.

Seeing Krum's puzzled look, Fishh said directly, "Harry summoned his broom with the Flying Charm, meow."

Krum was stunned for a moment, followed by a look of annoyance, but soon, he adjusted his mentality, and said angrily, "You shouldn't have told me."

"Meow?"

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Fish looked at him suspiciously.

Krum was pondering his tone, thinking about how to explain it to Fish, but the cat's attention was no longer on him...

Because the group of fire dragon models suddenly stopped fighting.

"Get moving, meow! Feixu wants to see you fight!"

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The cat slapped the glass tank in front of him and urged dissatisfiedly.

Krum: "..."

Furong, who was on the side, looked at Krum's bitter face, and finally couldn't help laughing.

After the interruption from Feixu, the two felt a lot easier for no reason...

The model fire dragons in the glass jar were probably tired, so they didn't pay attention to Fei Xu, but chose a corner to cuddle down and began to rest.

(〃｀3′〃)

Feixu stared at them angrily for a while, but in the end he could only give up... Can't tear them all down? The cat still likes these models, much more vivid than the golden cat statue Malfoy once gave him.

"Ow!!!"

At this moment, there was a terrible, earth-shattering roar from outside, and Bagman's passionate commentary: "Nice job! He has the golden egg!"

Then came the cheers of the audience.

Furong straightened her expression and stood up from the stool, holding her wand tightly, waiting for the call of the whistle.

At the game, Harry was circling in the sky on a broom, holding the golden egg he snatched from under the fire dragon's nose in his arms. He gasped for a while, and suddenly felt some itching on his face. Harry subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe it. I took a handful and felt a handful of fine dust.

After the Swedish short-nosed dragon was hit by Harry's eye curse, it frantically spewed blue flames in the direction he was in. Even if Harry tried his best to avoid, most of his hair was still burned, causing him to It looks very funny now.

But Harry didn't take such small things to heart, he grinned, enjoying the joy of successfully winning the golden egg, and the cheers of the audience around him.

The Dragon Trainers rushed into the arena, quelling the wrath of the short-nosed dragon, and Harry was sure he saw Charlie among them.

He descended from the sky holding the golden egg, and Professor McGonagall, Professor Moody, and Hagrid hurried over to greet him.

"That's amazing, Potter!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed as soon as he got off the Firebolt, looking up and down his body and asking with concern, "Are you injured?"

"No, Professor." Harry grinned. "Just a little bit of burnt hair."

Hagrid slapped Harry on the back. "You did it, Harry! You did it!" he kept repeating, pushing Harry to the side.

Then, surrounded by the three professors, Harry walked to the auditorium where the Gryffindor students were.

At the same time, the fire dragon on the field has also been subdued, and Bagman shouted at the top of his voice: "Very wonderful performance! Now ask the referee to score!"

Harry turned his head to look at the stand where the five referees were, and saw Madam Maxime raise her wand, and a long silver ribbon-like thing sprayed out from the wand, twisting to form a big "9".

Next is Mr. Crouch, who also spits a "9" into the air.

Then Bagman and Dumbledore both gave high scores of 9, and Hagrid started shooting Harry all over again.

Finally, it was Professor Karkaroff, who gave a 6 with a gloomy face.

There were huge boos in the arena, not only the students of Gryffindor, but the students of other academies were grievances on Harry's behalf... Well, except for Slytherin.

Professor Moody snorted disdainfully, and even Professor McGonagall frowned in dissatisfaction.

But Harry didn't care anymore. After this game, most of the school's classmates began to support him, especially when he came to Gryffindor's position, Ron took the initiative to talk to him. .

"Harry," he said, looking very serious, "whoever threw your name into that Goblet of Fire...I...I think they wanted your life!"

"You finally understand?" Harry said coldly. "Long enough time."

The rest of Gryffindor watched the two of them nervously, and the twins secretly kicked Ron together.

"I'm sorry." Ron, who was kicked twice, lowered his head and blushed. "I shouldn't have doubted you."

"It's okay," Harry generously forgave Ron and gave him a hug, "forget it."

The surrounding Gryffindors rejoiced again, and slammed Karkaroff with the same hatred.

At this time, Fleur also appeared, and Harry and Ron, together, watched from the stands as she approached the Welsh green dragon cautiously.

I saw Fleur raised her wand and used an unknown magic on the Welsh green dragon. The fire dragon, who was lying on the ground, tilted its head and gradually closed its eyes.

"It should be some kind of powerful hypnotic spell," Ron said nervously, staring at Fleur, "be careful not to wake it up..."

Harry rolled his eyes. He knew that Ron belonged to the type of person who was easily influenced by Veela, so he didn't bother him. Hibiscus fights fire dragons.

"careful!"

Ron and the surrounding students suddenly exclaimed in unison.

Harry grabbed Ron's robe subconsciously and looked inside. The Welsh Green Dragon didn't wake up, but the flames it spewed out when it snored burned Furong's skirt. Fortunately, Furong soon summoned a stream of clear water to extinguish the flames on the skirt.

Furong, who was almost burned, became more careful next time. It took her about ten minutes to steal the golden egg from the sleeping dragon.

Because the Welsh Green Dragon had been hypnotized by Fleur, the dragon trainers easily sent it out of the paddock. Amid the cheers of the crowd, the five judges gave Fleur the same score as before.

Probably because Fleur took longer, her score was slightly lower than Harry's, and Karkaroff still only gave 6 points this time, which once again attracted a burst of boos, It's just that this has no effect on him, and he is still sitting on the referee's bench.

Immediately afterwards, a Chinese fireball with scarlet scales was thrown into the field, and Victor Klum also walked in from the entrance of the paddock.

"Do you think Krum will use a broom like you do?" Ron asked nervously.

"I don't know." Harry shook his head, somewhat apprehensive.

Because he knows that Krum's Firebolt is much faster than his own Nimbus 2000. If the opponent uses a similar tactic as himself, coupled with Karkaroff's favoritism, his score is probably not as high as the opponent's. .

It's just that Krum didn't summon his broom, but first used a transformation spell to turn a stone into a boar, and used it to lure the fireball away from the dragon's egg, and then he used the same as Harry's. The curse of eye disease caused the fire dragon to fall into rage and chaos, and he took advantage of this opportunity to quickly run to hold the dragon egg back.

"I forgot to use Transfiguration!" Harry patted his thigh annoyed But soon he thought again that his Transfiguration might not be able to conjure a large target that could attract the attention of the fire dragon .

"Krum took about the same amount of time as you, and he was still unscathed." Ron said with a distressed expression: "Professor Karkaroff will definitely give him a high score."

As Ron said, Karkaroff directly gave Krum a perfect score of 10, but Ms. Maxime returned him a 6 in a domineering manner, which resulted in Krum being only better than Krum in the end. Harry is 1 point higher.

"Hahahahaha! He deserves it!" Seeing Karkaroff's ashen face, everyone laughed in schadenfreude.

The whistle sounded again, and Fish, who had been waiting impatiently in the tent for a long time, appeared at the entrance of the paddock, and immediately the most enthusiastic cheers erupted from the stands.

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479、The first project (below)