Harry Potter's Bastard

Harry was a little overwhelmed, he knew it was going to be his turn, but he didn't expect it to be so soon, the Warriors in front of Harry were probably the ones who had been on the court for the shortest time - and the only ones who hadn't finished the game so far.

"Good luck, Harry. "

"Thank you......" Harry felt that his body was no longer his own, and he mechanically walked towards the exit, mechanically entering the field.

Bagman saw Harry and announced loudly, "Next up is the Hogwarts Warriors! We all know who he is! Young Harry Potter! "

There were only two people in the tent now, Solim and Reyna, but the last one to appear looked terrible now.

"You look terrible. Solim sat in his seat and looked at Miss Roderick, who was clearly on the verge of collapse, "Need help?"

Reyna was startled at the sound of Solim's voice. Apparently she had just fallen into what she had imagined to be a terrible scene, like being eaten by a fire dragon or something.

Regina lifted her face from her hands, looked at Solim and said, "Jacques is better than me, if he doesn't do it...... And...... My opponent ......"

"Wow-what did we see!a broomstick!oh!Merlin!he's flying!" Bagman's excited voice suddenly reached the tent, "Mr. Krum, did you see this?"

A huge cheer from the crowd ensued, and Solim seemed to hear the Weasley brothers screaming in the tent - needless to say, the pair must have been excited to pee right now.

Smiling, Solim looked back at Reina.

"I think your classmate is just unlucky, he was lucky enough to draw the tree peak. And your opponent is the Ukrainian iron belly, the characteristics of these two fire dragons are completely different, I think Madame Maxim should have done your homework, each fire dragon should be dealt with like this, you should have a plan in your heart. "

Reyna looked at Solim in surprise, "Why are you ......?"

Waving his hand, Solim said, "Don't be so surprised, cheating is a tradition in Triwizard Tournaments. On the night the dragon arrived at Hogwarts, your headmasters of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang slipped over to check on it. "

"Okay. Reyna is clearly not in the mood to talk about this topic right now.

"Will you silence the spell?" asked Solim.

"What?"

"Silence Spell, Illusion Spell. Solim explained, "The eyesight of the Ukrainian iron belly is not very good, it can't see distant objects clearly, it mainly relies on smells and sounds." If you are able to eliminate your own voice and conceal your form, there is a good chance that you can sneak the Golden Egg away from it without being detected. "

"Of course, it would be better if you could mask your smell. However, the situation in the following venue is very beneficial to you: the noisy audience and their smell can greatly drain the dragon's energy, and as long as the dragon does not see you, its attention will only be on the cheering audience. If you know how to transfiguration and mute spells, it's still very likely to pass. "

Reyna listened attentively, and even the cheers outside the tent didn't affect her.

"Your plan is much more reliable than what our professor said. Regina sighed with emotion that a Hogwarts student had done a better way than the Beauxbatons professor.

"And what did your professor tell you?" Solim was a little curious.

Pouting, Regina looked a little dissatisfied.

"They just said it was best to draw the Welsh Green Dragon, this fire dragon was the best to deal with, but-"

"Drained by Miss Delacour. Solim said.

"That's right!" Speaking of this, Regina was very angry, ladies first, why was Fleur the first to draw? If she had drawn it first, she might have won the Welsh Green Dragon.

"The professors offered us several options, using Transfiguration to attract the dragon's attention, or hitting the dragon in the eye with an eye spell and then taking advantage of the opportunity to grab the golden egg. "

After talking for a while, Reina looked much better, and her face was a little ruddy.

"A modest approach. Solim nodded, after all, asking underage wizards to fight against fire dragons, even fire dragons whose range of activity is limited is still difficult for some strong people.

"How are you flying? You can also learn from Harry, the Ukrainian Iron Belly can fly the slowest of the dragons. "

"We ...... I'm more used to using flying carpets. "

That is to say not much.

"Oh, flying carpets are banned in the UK, in fact, all flying items except broomsticks are banned in the UK. "If it was a flying carpet, Solim felt like he would still be willing to go to heaven.

"Is there no other way?" Reina looked at Solim wistfully.

"Ignore the Spell, will you? It's a bit unpopular, but it's simple—at least much simpler than the Illusion Charm. Solim said an alternative. "But it's not as effective as the Transfiguration Charm. "

What else can I do? Reina grabbed Solim's arm like a life-saving straw, "Teach me!

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Harry flying in the sky and Harry on earth are completely two people. Harry, who was riding on a broomstick, swept away his previous nervousness and became extremely confident. When the Flying Spell took effect, the Firebolt jumped from the stands to his hand at great speed, and when his butt touched the Cushion Charm on the Firebolt, Harry seemed to be a different person.

As he circled up at a rapid pace, as the wind whistled his hair, as the faces of the spectators below turned into a tiny dot and the Spinal Dragon shrunk to the size of a dog, he realized: he had abandoned not only the ground, but his fear...... He returned to where he was at home......

It's just another Quidditch match, that's all. It's just a special Quidditch match, and the Spineback is just another tough team. He looked down at the nest of eggs and recognized the glittering golden egg, lying next to the real dragon eggs.

He swooped down. The dragon's head moved with him. Harry knew what it was trying to do, so he stopped the dive and leaped to his feet. A ball of fire erupted, and if he hadn't avoided it in time, he would have been sprayed squarely. But it was a piece of cake for Harry, who was constantly dodging and wandering.

Harry kept diving and rising, trying to provoke the dragon to fly, and even if it didn't, as long as it got out of the nest of eggs, Harry would have a chance.

The swooping and harassment seemed to drain the last of the dragon's patience, and it slammed its wings as Harry pulled up again, causing the audience to scream loudly. Harry spotted this just in time, and the firebolt's superior performance was on full display at this point, and Harry was in free fall - no, faster than that, Harry flew under the dragon's wings and got the golden egg before the dragon could react - it was much easier than chasing the little golden snitch.

The moment Harry got the golden egg, the whole stand boiled, it was the most interesting and thrilling fire dragon confrontation that the audience and students had ever seen.