great-warnovel Chapter 482 Who Will Take the Lead?
Chapter 482 Who Will Take the Lead?
Chapter 482 Who Will Take the Lead?
The Hogwarts warriors chose to go it alone.
All eyes turned to Krum, who remained silent despite it being his home turf.
The fire dragons are slowly approaching, leaving them little time to think and negotiate.
The big boy, dressed in Durmstrang's signature tight-fitting brown outfit, finally spoke up: "I choose the Black Death."
The meaning is clear: he wants to go it alone, and he has chosen another dragon that is equally powerful.
Regardless of what others think, for Krum, this is a competition between him and Harry. If he chooses to cooperate with others at this moment, even if he wins in the end, he will still lose to Harry in terms of momentum.
Moreover, since that fourth-grade boy dared to choose the Ferocious Tree Bee, it means he must have something to rely on. If Krum cannot get the equally high-scoring Black Death, he probably won't be able to compete in terms of score.
"Fine, you two can go it alone then." Hibiscus sighed resignedly.
She looked at the youngest, Levi, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why don't you come with us? It'll be safer that way, and even if you don't get any kills, you'll still get some points."
This will save the boy's face and prevent him from losing too badly.
It was a very kind suggestion, but the 10-year-old boy surprisingly shook his head.
He said in a deliberately understated tone, "Give me the stone belly."
As the child spoke, his hand holding the wand trembled slightly, probably from the tension of such a large scene.
Stone Belly is the most powerful dragon after the ferocious tree bee and the Black Death. In the case of limited space, its inability to fly is not its weakness. On the contrary, everyone who looks at its stone skin is scratching their heads in worry.
"Are you sure?" Furong asked again in surprise.
"Don't be reckless; there's no compensation for dying on the Goblet of Fire!"
Levi, however, was not afraid. He looked firmly at the stone belly that was slowly walking towards him. Its weight of nearly 10 tons caused a tremor with every step it took.
"There's no time to discuss this, they're already here." The boy said, holding a wand in one hand and stroking his hardcover diary with the other, as he walked towards the stone dragon.
The two strongest players have already been chosen. To get more points, he must defeat Stone Belly as soon as possible and then try to steal the others' points!
"Looks like the Warriors have made their decisions! Let's see what they choose!" the commentator shouted.
"Aha~ Harry Potter from Hogwarts has chosen the most ferocious and vicious wood bee!"
"Viktor Krum of Durmstrang is not to be outdone; this outstanding young man is on his way to becoming the Black Death!"
"Oh my god, what am I seeing! The youngest Levite warrior! He's walking towards the belly of the stone! Is he serious!?"
"The remaining four players have chosen to team up. Judging from their target, it seems they're preparing to take down Wells Jungle Dragon first?"
As the challenge officially began, the crowd on the sailboats in the stands grew even more enthusiastic, cheering loudly for their respective warriors. Different languages mingled and collided here, all for the honor of winning the Goblet of Fire!
"Who do you think will win?" Grindelwald wasn't particularly interested, but given the current situation, he still asked Hermione with great interest.
"I heard that the black market has opened betting, with bets on each player's win rate. The most popular pick for the first round is Krum," he said, as if in a provocative tone.
Hermione remained unmoved, only a slight smile playing on her lips: "The only winner will be Harry. I hope your dark magic boy won't cry after he loses."
Beside them, the principals of the seven schools clenched their fists, silently cheering for their own children. Oh, only Zorian, representing Cordosdorez, sat here, standing out from the others, but his prayers for his brother were probably the most sincere.
"Look! Porter is leading the charge! He's charging at the ferocious wood bee!"
"Merlin! He's so brave, it's unbelievable for a wizard!"
In the arena, Harry wielded his steel flail, and layers of magical light condensed on the weapon.
He was shrouded in a levitation spell and used a projectile spell similar to a barrage of projectiles to launch himself out at an extremely high speed.
On the other side, the ferocious tree wasp was furious that an ant would dare to charge at it.
It opened its mouth wide and exhaled a breath as solid as a line of fire.
It is the extremely compressed, high-intensity jet that gives him the longest breath distance. Similarly, such flames can burn through prey almost instantly at close range!
But clearly, such an attack wouldn't hit Harry.
As he launched himself close to the ground, his superb shapeshifting technique was activated instantly.
The earth, like waves, provided him with acceleration. Facing a straight line of fiery breath, he merely twisted his body slightly, circling around it in a graceful arc. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed to the vicinity of the Tree Peak Dragon's right flank.
The speed startled not only the audience, but even the tree bee dragon jumped in surprise, quickly closed its mouth, raised its right claw, and swatted down like it was swatting a fly.
But its movements were far too slow compared to Harry's.
The soft ground, like a trampoline, tossed Harry into the air just as the Treebee Dragon raised its right claw.
But Harry had already adjusted his posture in mid-air, raised the flail high, and swung it down!
"Destroy its flight capabilities first!" His objective was very clear.
Although the game allows summoning brooms, his advantage lies in ground combat, so eliminating the dragon's wings is the top priority.
Magic weapon! Highmore Hammer!
The combined use of magic from two border areas!
A dazzling blue light burst forth from the steel yoke, followed by a deafening roar, and then the mournful howl of a dragon!
Less than a minute into the fight, the most ferocious and vicious tree bee had one of its wings broken!
For a moment, the audience was completely silent. Everyone watched as the small figure gracefully landed, a stark contrast to the blow that had just destroyed the enormous dragon wing.
The tree bee dragon howled in agony, rolling on the ground in pain. Its right wing looked as if it had been crushed by a mountain, with its bones broken inch by inch. Hot dragon blood was splattered everywhere. Even the best dragon veterinarian would probably have difficulty healing such an injury.
"These are fourth-year students!? These are Hogwarts students!?" The commentator was practically going crazy.
Everyone thought it would be a thrilling battle, but unexpectedly, Harry Potter almost crippled the most ferocious fire dragon in just one move!
The other players in the arena were also taken aback; they had just finalized their battle strategy!
Not to mention the human, the other six dragons instinctively took a step back. How could that seemingly small human be so terrifying?!
"Nuclear crossbow bolts are coming!" Before anyone could react, Krum suddenly cast the Summoning Spell.
A broom flew in from off the field like a comet; it was Krum's comrade-in-arms, with whom he spent every day.
With a graceful somersault, he used the broom's pull to ascend into the air, and then unleashed a barrage of curses at the Black Death's face.
"We must move the battlefield to the air as soon as possible! That Porter isn't good at aerial combat! We can't give him a chance to kill him!"
While others were still shocked by Harry's destructive power, he had already thought much further ahead.
Firstly, given Harry's strength, it's only a matter of time before he kills the ferocious tree bee, and he will definitely try to steal other people's dragons for the sake of points!
Secondly, his priority in destroying the fire dragon's wings indicates that he did not want to drag the battle into the air, where aerial combat was his area of advantage, and he had to kill the Black Death, who was most skilled in aerial combat, in the air!
Just as he had expected, the black fire dragon, which had been bombarded with a barrage of curses, roared as it snapped out of its shock. With a flap of its wings, it chased after Krum, who was riding a broomstick, and flew into the sky.
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