When Tiera followed Ludo Bagman to the referee's bench, she heard Madame Maxime's roar.

"Cheating! This is cheating! I demand that his grades be cancelled!" Madame Maxime yelled, "No one! No one can use such a powerful spell! Let alone such a little wizard who is only in the fourth grade! Definitely It's you, and you! It's you who arranged magical rituals outside the arena to help him, right?"

Speaking, Madam Maxime pointed to Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.

"You are talking nonsense!" Professor McGonagall shouted excitedly, "We at Hogwarts have an excellent style of study, and we will never help or allow students to cheat! Especially on such an important occasion."

"Mrs. Maxime, I hope you can calm down." Dumbledore said calmly, "I understand your doubts, to be honest, I am also very puzzled when we at Hogwarts have such a... Such a 'talented' little wizard. So I asked Mr. Bagman to call him over, and I think he must give us all a reasonable explanation."

"Don't worry." At this time, Ludo Bagman diligently opened the curtain for Tiera. Then he said flatteringly, "Madame Maxime can't cancel your grades."

"He doesn't have this power." Bagman added, "Cheating is a big deal. She has to get more than half of the referee's vote to judge you cheating... I've always supported you."

"It doesn't matter." Tiera nodded to Ludo Bagman in return, "Seriously, grades are really not that important to me."

"Tiera!" The sharp-eyed Professor McGonagall saw Tiera first, and then said——

"Come here kid, we need you to explain what magic you just used on the field!"

Hear Professor McGonagall, everyone present, Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Barty Moody Jr, Barty Crouch Jr, Lady Maxime, Ludo Bagman, Igor Carcallo Husband, Madam Rosie and Hathaway Romanoff, who hurried over, all looked at Tiera—

"Flying Mantra, it's Flying Mantra." Tiera said without changing her face, "It's Flying Mantra, Professor."

"Flying Curse? Are you kidding me?" Professor McGonagall said in disbelief.

"What about the white light shield you used at first?" Dumbledore asked.

"The Flashing Charm, it is the Flashing Charm." Tiera said again without changing her expression, "It is the Flashing Charm, Mr. Principal."

Dumbledore:  …

"You mean fluorescent light?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"No, Professor McGonagall, my spell is called the Flashing Spell," Tiera said with a smile. "The Luminescent Spell is Lumos, and my Flashing Spell is—"

"Youshallnotpass!" Tiera drew out the "Crazy Walker" and shouted—

In an instant, a hard white barrier enveloped Tiera's body.

Tiera waved her wand again, and the white mask disappeared again——

Anyway, it was Tierra's "Heir" who used the Wall of Nakht, not himself, so it didn't really matter what he shouted.

"You are obviously lying!" Madame Maxime couldn't help saying, "This is not a spell at all! I demand that your grades be cancelled!"

"Please don't jump to conclusions, Madame Maxime." Tiera said with a smile, "I can prove that I am not lying."

"Oh? How do you prove it?" asked Dumbledore.

"Hehe." Tiera smiled, paused "Crazy Walker", and turned back into a huge staff.

"Meteorite, meteorite, meteorite, meteorite..." Tiera began to read.

"What are you doing?" Dumbledore asked in confusion.

But Tiera did not answer, but continued to read.

...

After Tiera was called away by Ludo Bagman, it was Fleur Delacour's turn.

She had to deal with the Welsh green dragon.

Welsh green dragons, unlike the bolog dragons that Tiera had dealt with, were the least troublesome of all fire dragons.

Like the egg white dragon, the Welsh green dragon likes to hunt sheep for food. Unless provoked, they always actively avoid humans, so they generally build their nests on relatively high mountains, so that their bodies can mix well with the dense weeds on the mountains and are not easy to distinguish.

——Although Fleur Delacour had done her homework in advance, when she drew the Welsh green dragon, the information about the Welsh green dragon appeared in her mind, but when it was her turn to play, she still Feeling a little nervous.

Especially when Tiera, who played before her, made such a commotion, Fleur Delacour became even more nervous.

When Fleur Delacour left the tent, trembling from head to toe, she held her head up, her wand clutched tightly in her hand, and came to the arena—

The arena was ten meters lower than when Tiera played, and a big pit was formed in the center of the arena. There was only a stone pillar in the center, and the golden egg was placed on top of the stone pillar.

When Fleur went down to the bottom of the arena through a wooden ladder built by a staff, she discovered that the temperature at the bottom of the arena was astonishingly high. Fleur Delacour just stayed below for less than a minute, and she felt as if she was in a hot In summer, she was steamed and sweaty, and her sweat-soaked clothes were tightly attached to her body, outlining her graceful and sturdy figure.

And the Welsh green dragon she was dealing with seemed to be a little bit unable to stand the high temperature. It shrank nervously in the corner at the other end of the arena, claws claws on the ground, and spit out a little irritably.

Furong raised her wand and placed it in front of her. Then, step by step, she carefully approached the stone pillar in the center of the field.

As Fleur Delacour approached the middle, the Welsh green dragon shrinking in the communication became more and more irritable, grinning at Fleur Delacour and roaring——

Furong stopped cautiously~lightnovelpub.net~ and waved her wand at the surrounding gravel.

A few large rubble began to vibrate and deform under the effect of the Hibiscus spell, and soon, they turned into pitch-black cotton sheep.

A smaller piece of gravel turned into a crow, and the sheep spread their hooves and rushed towards the Welsh green dragon.

"Ow——"

The Welsh Green Dragon seemed to be attracted by the sheep, lying on the ground, chasing the sheep with both hands and feet.

At this time, the crow screamed in the sky, flapping its wings and flying towards the golden egg.

When the crow's big claws were about to catch the golden egg—

"Om-"

The earth and the sky shook violently again, the temperature rose sharply, and the crimson light occupied everyone's sight——

Another burning meteorite, dragging the long tail of flames, fell from the sky.