Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Dragons are highly dangerous magical creatures of level 5X. There are many types of them, and they show different signs and characteristics depending on the region.

But they have one thing in common.

All dragons are top predators.

As a predator, there are many qualities that need to be possessed, such as sufficient strength and endurance, speed and agility that exceed the prey, and keen senses needed to find the prey.

Dragons have all these top predator elements, and their sense of smell is more sensitive than that of a crup.

The idea that the twins gave Harry was to use this to interfere with the dragons and complete the task.

When Harry learned that the contestant's goal was to get the golden egg under the interference of the dragon, he considered the feasibility of this method.

As long as he rode on a broom and smoked the dragon away, he would definitely get the golden egg and escape.

As for whether it would be embarrassing

Forget it, he has done too many embarrassing things. Not long ago, Snape deducted 50 points for fighting with Malfoy. He has long been accustomed to the cold stares of his classmates.

Harry prayed from the bottom of his heart that his spell would succeed, so that he would not have to use the power of the Command Spell.

In the referee's seat, Karkaroff hammered the table angrily.

Why didn't he help Krum think of using a flying broom? That is the strongest seeker in the world!

Dumbledore also smiled, very satisfied with Harry's cleverness.

But when he heard him summon the dung again, his smile froze.

What does Harry want to do?

There was a sound of breaking air behind him. Harry turned around and saw his Firebolt flying towards him quickly around the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Harry was overjoyed. When the Firebolt stopped, he stepped on it without hesitation.

"A wonderful Spell!" Bagman shouted loudly. He was also very excited: "Our youngest player Potter came up with a brilliant idea. He treated this project as a Quidditch game!"

"Did you see it? Mr. Krum!"

"I heard that he is the best seeker in Gryffindor in recent years. Then, the golden egg is today's Golden Snitch. Come on, Potter!"

As a former Quidditch player, Bagman really loves Harry's method.

He secretly made up his mind that he must give a little water and give a high score when scoring later.

Krum, who was receiving treatment in the tent, heard Bagman's exclamation and walked out amid Pomfrey's complaints.

Seeing Harry flying around in the sky on the Sweeper, Krum took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Galloping in the sky, Harry's nervous mood also calmed down, and his speed became faster and faster.

Sirius was right. Flying was what he was best at. After he came to the sky, he felt that the air was free. The huge dragon became as small as a puppy and was inconspicuous.

As for the dung egg, maybe it failed, but Harry didn't care at the moment.

With a broom in hand, the world is mine.

It's just a dragon, just treat it as a tough Quidditch opponent. As long as he catches the Snitch, the game will be over.

Harry dived down, and Shufeng's head moved with him. A sense of crisis appeared in his heart. Harry raised his broom suddenly and raised the altitude. The flames passed by him and the hot wind blew in his face.

Harry flew higher and higher, but always hovered over Shufeng's head, occasionally lowering his altitude to ensure that Shufeng's attention was on him.

Another ball of fire, Harry dodged it, but he obviously forgot that except for the fire, any part of Shufeng's body could be a weapon.

The strong tail whipped him hard, and he barely lay on the broom to avoid the vitals, but his shoulder was still injured, and a long spike pierced into it.

The audience screamed and sighed, but Harry felt okay, just a little painful.

But this was enough to alert him. The dragons were not as disciplined as Quidditch players. This Shufeng was even more shameless and violent than Slytherin.

Harry kept flying around, making himself faster. Shufeng was still unwilling to leave his dragon egg, but stretched his neck, and the situation was deadlocked.

Suddenly, Harry heard another sound of breaking through the air.

It was not from him, nor from Shufeng flying up, but... in the distance!

The audience was watching Harry nervously, and when they found that he suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction of the castle, they also looked over.

There was a big red package in the sky flying towards the field, followed by dozens of small black dots.

The distance was still a bit far, and they couldn't see what it was at all.

Wayne, who had been watching Harry's monkey tricks in the air, changed his face.

"Fuck!"

He quickly cast a bubble head spell on himself, isolating himself from the outside air, and landed between Hermione and Qiu.

The package and the black dot were getting closer and closer, and Harry finally remembered what it was.

The dung egg you ordered has been delivered.

But it's not necessary now. He feels that if he teases Shufeng again, he will not be able to help but fly up and chase him.

But he has never learned the flying spell, and he can't control the dung egg. Harry can only ignore it and concentrate on dealing with the dragon.

Finally, Shufeng stood up, and his huge wings spread out, as wide as a small plane.

Just as Harry was about to dive, the dung egg had already flown in front of him. In Harry's shocked eyes, the dragon opened its mouth and a stream of flame sprayed on the package.

Then...

Boom~!

The flames that shot up into the sky accompanied by billowing black smoke formed a small mushroom cloud. This was not the jet of flames from the treetops.

It was the dung balls that exploded!

Anyone with common sense would know that methane, the main component of biogas, must not be allowed to come into contact with Mars.

The principle of making dung balls is somewhat similar, using magic to seal these gases in a leather ball, and thenAttach magic to ensure that the smell will not dissipate quickly.

The tragedy happened.

The treetop at the center of the explosion made a strange sound like wailing and vomiting.

Accompanied by billowing smoke and the huge shock wave formed by the explosion, the smell of hundreds of dung balls quickly spread.

People soon smelled the most unforgettable smell in their lives.

Hundreds of dung balls, of different varieties, mixed together, stimulated by high temperature, can no longer be described by a single adjective.

It's like a person who has been constipated for seven days, and during these seven days, he ate canned herring, blue cheese, and pickled puffins. These foods were fermented in his stomach for another seven days, and finally discharged smoothly together.

In an instant, countless people had hallucinations in their minds.

"Merlin's beard, I... ugh~!"

"Grandma, grandma, are you here to pick me up?"

"Marina, I miss the food you cooked."

"After I die, I hope that my descendants can invent a spell to block the sense of smell."

The audience was in chaos, and the referee's seat closest to the game was the first to suffer.

Before Dumbledore fainted, he used a super large bubble head spell to wrap his entire body. Even so, his face began to turn green, and he felt that his beard was stained with a terrible smell.

Karkaroff's eyes went black and he almost fainted.

Madame Maxime lay on the table, motionless. Fontana hugged Zaka and began to vomit wildly. The vomit was all on Zaka's white robe, but Zaka didn't care to curse, because he also followed Karkaroff's footsteps and fell asleep peacefully.

Katerina smiled - she had just caught a cold recently, and although it smelled bad, it was still within her acceptable range.

But soon she couldn't laugh anymore, the air in front of her became more and more turbid, and she could hardly open her eyes.

"Woo~!!"

The Hungarian treetop made a strange whimpering sound, and soared into the sky with thick smoke, flying into the distance. (To read the violent novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

It couldn't stand it anymore, what a shitty dragon egg, take it all, I'm going to be suffocated to death!

Originally, the dragon breeder should have chased him and controlled him, but now everyone is in danger, who would care about the fire dragon?

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The roars came from the dragon cave, and the fire dragons that had just been taken down had already fallen into a coma, but under this strong stimulation, they woke up one after another and fell into a riot.

Several fire dragons flew out of the dragon cave, and the situation was about to get out of control. Wayne, who had taken protective measures for Hermione and the other girls, finally took action.

He quickly flew to the center of the venue, spread his hands flat and raised them upwards.

The invisible Bagua field spread out, covering all the fire dragons.

Kun Zi Tuhe Che!

The earth shook violently, and the ground bulged high, forming a series of mud and rock.The earth dragon quickly rushed towards the fire dragon in the sky.

The word "Qian" is like a chaotic golden watch!

Wayne clenched his fists, and a huge amount of magic power escaped, forming a whirlwind.

The body of the fire dragon that was desperately trying to escape from this land was instantly fixed, and then pressed back by the earth dragon.

Except for Norbert, Wayne let her go. It seems that the direction Norbert flew away should be the Black Lake.

Go and wash up quickly, otherwise he will stink all over, and he really doesn't dare to put it in the suitcase. []

Wayne looked at the middle of the field, Harry was holding the golden egg tightly and vomiting there, and a flash of envy flashed in his eyes.

You know how to play, Potter.

If he had made this noise, he would have won a few thousand points and a gift bag, right?

An hour later, the order of the field was finally restored.

The stench had been completely dispelled, but almost every wizard had a ball of paper stuffed in his nose. Even so, they still felt that they could always smell a stink.

In the referee's seat, Professor Zaka had already changed into a brand new white robe, and several judges were gathered together to discuss how to score Harry.

"Zero points! Must be zero points!"

Karkaroff pinched his nose and said sharply: "Look at how much trouble he caused. The school infirmary should be full now."

"I disagree." Crouch also said in a muffled voice: "No matter what consequences Potter caused, even if you were smoked to death, it would not change the fact that he successfully got the golden egg, and the speed was very fast, less than ten minutes."

"The remaining time has nothing to do with him."

"So I will give him eight points!"

"You are nakedly partial!" Karkaroff almost fainted again.

What do you mean he was fumigated to death? Why wasn't it you, Crouch, who was fumigated to death!

".Six points." Dumbledore said in a deep voice. He looked at his beard with heartache. "Although Harry succeeded in getting the dragon egg, he did not control the consequences of his spell."

"This is a very dangerous thing for a wizard. I hope he can learn a lesson."

"Five points, Dumbledore. The dung egg must be listed as a prohibited product, otherwise Beauxbatons will not participate in the competition in the future." Madam Maxime rubbed her temples. She was also fumigated and now just wanted to finish today's task and go back to take a good bath.

The other professors also had a positive attitude. Although they were almost wiped out in a wave, Potter did a good job.

But giving a high score, they couldn't get over the hurdle in their hearts, so they gave five points.

Only Bagman pinched his nose and gave seven points.

In the end, Harry actually got 38 points.

Eight points higher than Krum.

When the scores were announced, the surviving Gryffindor students cheered excitedly, not caring about the ugly appearance of being almost fainted by the suffocation, and were very happy for Harry.

Other students and foreign guests sentThere was a polite but awkward applause. They really didn't know how to evaluate this weird way of winning.

But what is certain is that the name Harry Potter has been permanently recorded in history.

In the subsequent "Triwizard Tournament - Holy Grail War Special" written by Rita Skeeter, Harry was called the most flavorful contestant in history, which really made people shudder.

The first round of the competition finally ended here, and the names of several contestants were ranked in order of scores.

The highest was Sakura - 62 points, and the lowest was Krum - 30 points.

The Holy Grail shot out a ray of light again, replenishing the Command Spell that Sakura had just consumed. In this way, she got this round of competition for free.

Dumbledore announced the following arrangements:

"The second round will be held a week before Christmas, and the warriors will know the content of the competition on the day of the competition."

"And the golden eggs in your hands contain clues about the third level of the competition, which will be held on February 24th next year (mmm), and you have plenty of time to crack the mystery."

The warriors looked at their golden eggs curiously.

"In addition, in order to show the supporters' help to the warriors and to enrich the students' extracurricular activities, we will also hold a special event."

Dumbledore smiled and said loudly: "Seven schools will hold the Quidditch College League. The school that wins the first place will get 20 extra points for their warriors, 10 points for the second place, and 5 points for the third place."

"In this way, even if you don't participate, you will have the opportunity to contribute to your warriors."

"And the lineup of the Quidditch team will be determined by the warriors of each school."

The cheers in the stands were louder than any other time, and Quidditch fans stomped their feet and screamed wildly.

The College Cup is gone, but the College League is here. Isn't this more exciting?

The twins jumped to the highest point and shouted to Harry and Cedric, choose me! Choose me! .

After saying all the notices, Dumbledore announced the disbandment.

"Please leave in an orderly manner, don't crowd!" He said loudly: "Don't waste the water resources in the bathroom when you go back, just flush seven or eight times!"

The students walked down the stairs one by one, and the referees also hurried away. Dumbledore took a few quick steps and stopped Professor McGonagall.

"Minerva." Dumbledore said softly: "I think Gryffindor's extracurricular activities are too rich? Students should pay more attention to their studies."

Without Harry saying it, Dumbledore could guess where these dung eggs came from.

Hundreds... Do they want to marinate the school?

Professor McGonagall was ashamed, and the joy of Harry's successful passing of the test could not cover the anger in her heart.

"Albus, don't worry!"

She gritted her teeth: "Except for the Great Hall and the Library, I promise you can'tWhere else can I meet those two Mr. Weasleys!"