"Harry Potter and the Old Ones (!

The weird dragon model Tiera had drawn had a sign with the number one on it.

After Tierra finished drawing, it was Harry's turn to start the drawing. Unlike the original, Harry drew a Swiss short-nosed dragon with a No. 5 card hanging around his neck.

"Okay, you all got it!" Bagman said, "You all drew the fire dragon you are about to face, and the number on its neck is the order in which you go to deal with the fire dragon, understand? Okay, I am now Just leaving you guys for a while because I'm going to explain to the audience, Mr. Lockhart, you're the first, you walked into the field as soon as you heard the whistle, got it? Well... Harry... I can Do I have a word with you? Come outside?"

"Um... ok," Harry said blankly. He stood up and went outside the tent with Bagman--

They seemed to be muttering something, and because they were too far away, Tiera couldn't hear it clearly, and Harry returned to the tent with an embarrassed expression.

Almost as soon as Harry returned to the tent, the whistle to signal the start of the game rang.

"Be careful!" Harry hugged Tiera nervously, "Don't be brave."

"Thank you." Tiera responded with a smile, while patting Harry on the back, "You too."

After she finished speaking, Tiera pulled "Crazy Walker" out of the hanging bag around her waist, held it in her hand, took a deep breath, and walked to the exit of the tent.

"Good luck." Viktor Krum said suddenly, for some unknown reason, when he passed by where Viktor Krum was standing.

"Ah? Oh...Thank you..." Tiera obviously didn't expect Krum to bless herself, but thanked her dryly, "I wish you good luck too."

"Heh..." After seeing Krum's blessing to Tiera, Fleur Delacour also grinned, "I hope you can be so crazy after you end."

"I'll take it as if you were blessing me," Tiera said with a shrug, then stepped out of the tent, around the trees, through a gap in the field fence, hundreds of faces from above. Looking at him from the stand.

At the other end of the paddock, it was the strange fire dragon——

But it was completely different from the model Tiera had just drawn.

The dragon's stone scales stood up in layers, and countless flames spewed out from under the scales, wrapping the entire body of the fire dragon, looking like a flame giant from a distance.

Its two hind legs stood upright, its wings folded in half, its eyes flashing red, staring at Tiera viciously, grinning, and bursting with unpleasant and evil laughter.

Its spiky black tail wriggled excitedly behind it, leaving a few meters of potholes on the hard ground.

Tierra:  …

What the hell!

cute! !

Want to raise! ! !

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Ludo Bagman's voice rang out at this time, "Please welcome our first warrior, Tierra Lockhart!"

There were bursts of cheers from the arena in an instant—

With Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff in the majority, there were boos from the Slytherin seat.

Soon, however, both cheers and boos were replaced by screams of panic.

Because just now, the weird fire dragon moved, supported the body wrapped in flames with two backs, and charged towards Tiera.

"Oh, Merlin's beard! Look at the Bologron, it's moving!" Ludo Bagman dutifully played the role of the narrator, "In case anyone doesn't know, I'll explain it to you here, Bologosaurus is a famous magical zoologist. Mr. Newt Scamander discovered a brand new fire dragon inside the Naples volcano last year. It has far higher intelligence and flame temperature than other fire dragons, and its body is covered with comparable The scales of granite have extremely high magic resistance."

After hearing Ludo Bagman's explanation, Tiera couldn't understand what was going on.

He gently tossed the "Crazy Walker" in his hand upwards——

"Crazy Walker" turned into a tall staff as tall as one person in midair, and at the same time Tiera glanced helplessly at the referee's bench:

Dumbledore smiled and gave Tierra a thumbs up.

On the seat behind Dumbledore, sat a thin old man with a worried look on his face.

Hehe, it was indeed Dumbledore's last favorite student.

"Ow——!" Bologron seemed to be a little angry because of Tiera's neglect. After roaring at Tiera, he accelerated his rushing speed——

When rushing to a position less than ten meters away from Tiera, he opened his mouth and snorted——

A golden orange flame spewed out of his mouth and rushed towards Tiera.

Tierra:  …

Dumbledore's heart is still really big. Judging from the color of the flame, the temperature of the flame spewing from this Bologron's mouth is estimated to be 1,200 degrees Celsius. This bad old man dared to put it on the field.

This is also himself, if other warriors encounter this, they will not have to carbonize on the spot.

and many more--

As if other warriors would not meet, Tiera remembered that when she drew lots, the model of Bologron climbed directly into her hands.

Hehe, you keep saying that I look like your own grandson, but in the blink of an eye you put me to death, you really deserve to be Dumbledore.

The temperature of the bright orange flames breathed out by Bologron was extremely fast, drowning Tiera in a blink of an eye.

There was a burst of screams from the audience, and in the Gryffindor seat, Hermione covered her mouth worriedly, tears rolling in her eyes uncontrollably——

Ron, who was standing next to Hermione, also looked worried. Although he wanted to appear as indifferent as possible, his hands tightly clinging to the stand betrayed his heart.

Also worried are Professor McGonagall and Newt Scamander—

These two old men in their nineties stood up like their butts were on fire, and they were about to rush into the arena.

"Wait! Wait!" Dumbledore said, and shot to stop Mag and Newt Scamander.

Dumbledore first stood up, looked at the arena carefully, then sat back slowly, and then said leisurely, "Sit down, it's okay, our little Tiera is okay."

"How could it be okay!?" Mag said angrily, "You didn't see him being—"

But Professor McGonagall stopped halfway through her words—

Because in the middle of the arena, where Tiera, who had been shrouded in flames, stood, suddenly a white light lit up.

The white light is like substance, rising from the tip of Tierra's "Crazy Walker", which has become a staff, and spreads around, turning into a white ball of light that can just envelop Tiera, blocking all the flames in the Outside--

The Wall of Nakht, a kind of magic with both physical defense and spiritual defense~lightnovelpub.net~Tiera once used this magic to protect herself when Yoggsothoth and Shabu Nicholas came to the scene.

Immediately afterwards, Tiera shook the tall staff in her hand—

The white ball of light exploded, and the surrounding space vibrated violently, causing Bologron to take a step back, and then staggered, tripping over the jagged stones on the field.

Taking this opportunity, Tiera raised her staff and jumped up—

"You—shallnot—pass—!" Tiera roared again and again, raised her staff again and again, and hit Bologron's dog dragon in various ways.

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