great-warnovel Chapter 483 Amazing Player
Chapter 483 Amazing Player
Chapter 483 Amazing Player
"Well done! All that special training I've given him these past few days wasn't in vain!"
In the audience, Hilmi, wearing a hooded cloak, appeared out of nowhere next to Ron and his group, praising loudly.
As the officially recognized High Wizard who remained in Hogsmeade, he shouldn't be here at this time.
But asking this boy to give up joining in the fun is really asking the impossible.
"If we can just keep going and take down the ferocious tree bees, we'll be practically invincible!" Ron shouted excitedly, pumping his fist.
In the Borderlands, magical weapons cannot have their enhancement effects stacked with other weapons, let alone with offensive magic. But this world is different, especially Harry's wand, which has the dual characteristics of a wand and a melee weapon. This allows him to attach magical weapons to his "weapons" and use his "wand" to cast Heimerdinger's Hammer.
This kind of trickery, which seems to exploit a bug, actually works. It just goes to show that the wizards in this world are too capricious.
"Now it's everyone else who's panicking! They're facing a menacing nemesis who could steal their points at any moment!" Sirius laughed heartily, waving his wand and shooting golden lion-shaped fireworks into the sky, making Regulus's eyebrows furrow in disbelief.
In the arena, Krum, carrying his prey, rapidly ascended into the air, finally bringing everyone back to their senses from their shock.
Harry did not stop after delivering the fatal blow.
No one knows what Hilmi taught him, but while the Tree Bee Dragon was still struggling on the ground, this guy, with dragon blood still on his face, turned around with a terrifying smile and glanced at his opponents.
Even Furong subconsciously took a half step back; the fourth-grade boy's aura was just too overwhelming!
However, Harry didn't really intend to do anything to anyone else; he was just waiting for the tree bee dragon's struggles to subside a bit so he could seize the opportunity.
It summoned its magic once more, leaping high into the air, this time aiming for the head!
And this ferocious fire dragon lived up to its name; in unbearable pain, its ferocity intensified, and even in its madness, it could immediately pinpoint Harry's location.
It completely abandoned its own defenses, brewing an extreme breath, ready to fight Harry to the death!
But wizards can't really be like warriors, leaving everything to physical combat.
Just as the dragon's flame was about to be unleashed, the ground beside the tree bee dragon suddenly rose up, and a powerful hand of earth and stone reached out and grabbed its slender snout.
A hot, scalding breath was forced back into his cystic gland, but Harry's calm face showed no smugness.
His steel flail swung down unhindered, unleashing a spectacular explosion with a fluorescent blue light.
Boom!
Without any suspense, this attack completely shattered the Tree Bee Dragon's head.
As the light and dust dissipated, only half of the barely attached chin could be seen along the dragon's limp neck lying on the ground.
"First kill!" The commentator's voice nearly split in excitement at the high pitch.
However, he didn't forget his duty: "Yes! Transfiguration!"
"Hogwarts has an excellent tradition of Transfiguration!"
"I think most people already knew before the competition that Porter achieved Animagus in his third year; he's a genius Transfiguration master!"
"In the battle against the fire dragon, we were all stunned by his terrifying destructive power, completely forgetting that Polymorph was the key element that helped him achieve all of this!"
"However, the newly emerging Brilliant Stone Magic should not be underestimated! This magic course, currently only offered at Hogwarts, was founded by Miss Hermione Granger!"
"Two years ago, some people questioned its power and prospects, but now, in Porter's hands, everything speaks for itself!"
Charlie Weasley landed on his broomstick and risked his life to reach Harry. He quickly and professionally examined the Hornet Dragon's body and then fired a green flare toward the referee's bench, confirming the kill.
"Alright, Charlie, let's go back now. I'm going to snatch the next one." Harry caught his breath. Those two attacks seemed effortless, but they actually drained a lot of his magic. He had to catch his breath for a while.
The Weasleys' second brother looked at the dragon corpse on the ground with some heartache: "Go easy on it, it's unusable now that it's been damaged like this."
Although the dragons transported here were all purchased with money by the Malay Party, Charlie, who was very enthusiastic about fire dragons, would still subconsciously want to make good use of every part of them.
"Sorry~" the green-eyed boy said, waving his hand. He looked up and saw Krum, who had already flown high into the sky and was fighting with the Black Death.
A bored, pouting mouth.
In Quidditch, violence is forbidden; he can only rely on skill to compete with his opponent. But in this purely violent game, having learned so much at the Boundary, he wanted to subdue Krum in one fell swoop.
"How sneaky!"
Even the Quidditch champion riding a broomstick might not be able to gain an advantage over the Black Death in the sky. Krum was willing to move the battlefield to the dragon's home ground in order to protect his points, which left him with no good options.
Harry didn't bring a broom to New Paris, and even if he had, flying up to steal and kill it now wouldn't be as convenient and efficient as coming from the ground.
Seeing that he couldn't steal the opponent's points, he could only turn his attention to the other unlucky ones.
At this moment, the four people who had huddled together had just closed the distance with the Wellsfungus Dragon, while the other dragon species were also startled and tried to stay away from the scene of the Tree Bee Dragon's death.
In the small dragon fighting circle, the southern half of the field was empty, while the other five dragons and five students squeezed to the north side.
"He's trying to steal from us!" Without saying a word, the four understood everything through their exchange of glances.
"No, Levi should be the first to suffer!" Furong thought.
Compared to facing four dragons and four warriors at the same time, the youngest boy, fighting alone, is clearly the weakest.
As she thought about it, she put on a pair of exquisite gold-plated glasses, making her look like a younger version of Mrs. Sinta.
With a gentle swipe of his left hand across his waist, the golden brass belt instantly unfolded, forming a small, palm-width hanging platform. Various pockets and bottles around his waist were neatly categorized and securely fastened to it.
Since being recalled by Beauxbatons, she has been undergoing intensive tutoring throughout Beauxbatons even before being officially recognized as a warrior.
This prestigious French university certainly wouldn't allow its students to wield Hogwarts-style magic. From Madam Maxime to the various alchemy professors, even those who had previously disliked Fleur, they did their utmost to impart all their knowledge, ensuring that Fleur was armed to the teeth.
Although the time was short, Fleur, having made up for the gaps in her studies at Hogwarts, still absorbed a great deal of Nick Flamel's alchemical essence in just two months.
Especially Mrs. Sinta, who had always been very kind to her, the principal's advisor had practically handed over all her best skills to her.
"Even if it's Harry, I'm confident I can hold him off while securing a kill on the dragon!" she thought, taking a deep breath.
Suddenly, a jolt forced her to turn around.
On the north-east side, in front of the isolated rock dragon's belly, Levi held a hardcover book in one hand and a magic wand in the other.
His eyes widened in anger, and he flicked his wand upwards.
The earth began to tremble and rumble, and then a stone golem, as big as a stone belly, rose up from the ground!
"Merlin! What is that?!"
The commentators started screaming again.
"How can a ten-year-old child possess such powerful shapeshifting abilities! I doubt even Porter could summon such a massive amount of earth and stone!"
The stone hand that gripped the mouth of the tree bee dragon looked smaller than the golem's hand.
The stone belly, intimidated by the sudden appearance of the earth monster, shrank back and roared continuously, spewing out large amounts of lava from its mouth.
Harry, who was originally heading towards Levi, also stopped.
"They look tough to deal with—" He pondered the limits of his destructive power, wondering if it would be enough to destroy two such large stone artifacts.