"Oh no, this is not good!"
Bagman's urgent voice echoed throughout the stadium from the commentary booth.
"I temporarily looked up the information about the fire dragons I had, and discovered a very important problem - unlike the fragile eyes of other fire dragons, the eyes of the Australian egg white eyes actually have a high resistance to magic..."
"Mr. Krum's response to the dragon's eye curse was outstanding, but he was unlucky to encounter an Australian white eye, an outlier among dragons..."
As Bagman spoke, the Australian Egg White Eyes' dragon claws had already smashed down heavily on Krum.
Krum was indeed a top Quidditch professional seeker. He reacted very quickly and immediately put up an Shield Charm to block himself.
However, the weight of the fire dragon alone could not be stopped by a mere armor spell, and the transparent barrier in front of Krum was shattered into pieces almost instantly.
Krum took advantage of the momentary delay caused by the Iron Armor Spell on the dragon's claws and rolled on the ground in a panic, avoiding the claw attack of the Australian Egg White Eye... However, he was no longer able to avoid the fire dragon's other giant claw.
There was a sound of gasps from the entire audience, and many of Krum's fans screamed in fear. Some fanatical fans even climbed over the fence in front of the audience and tried to rush to the stadium to rescue their idol.
"Oh no! Mr. Krum can't avoid the dragon's claw attack this time..." Bagman's voice also became louder involuntarily, with an unprecedented tension in his tone, "Is he going to be trampled by the dragon?"
At this moment, the falling movement of the Australian Egg White Eye's giant claws suddenly stopped.
A flowing figure with silver hair and a black and red cloak appeared in Krum's terrified and shrunken child's eye.
"Oh! Look, our safety officer took action and the warrior on the field was saved." Bagman shouted excitedly.
Then, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "Wait, am I seeing right? He...he...our security guard blocked the fire dragon's attack with his bare hands?"
The audience had a similar reaction to Bagman. They opened their eyes wide and watched Dracula, who was standing in front of Krum in the semi-finals, casually raise his hand as if to catch a feather, and block the fire dragon's huge claws above his head.
Compared with the fire dragon, Dracula, who was very tall among wizards, looked so small.
However, it is such a tiny figure that makes it difficult for a giant like the fire dragon to advance any further. It can only stand on the ground with its feet tilted, staggering, and its angry expression becomes somewhat naive.
This scene gave people a strong contrast, and all the audience present did not expect that an even greater contrast was yet to come -
Dracula seemed to feel tired of holding his hand up, so he casually swung the hand that was blocking the dragon's claws...
It was such an easy swing, but the fire dragon felt like it had been hit hard.
The huge body seemed to be kicked hard and flew high into the sky, directly pulling the chains that bound its four legs straight.
Then it fell heavily to the ground, splashing dust all over the sky.
The earth was still shaking and roaring, and the Australian white eye was still wailing in pain, but the arena of the semi-finals fell into an eerie silence.
Everyone stared blankly in Dracula's direction, feeling extremely unreal...
Such a strong and terrifying fire dragon was blown away by just a slap from this security guard
On the field, Dracula casually dusted himself off and turned to look at Krum.
"Mr. Krum, do you know what mistake you made?" he said with a chuckle.
Krum looked up blankly, his eyes still filled with shock.
"You didn't adapt in time," Dracula pointed out Krum's problem.
"In fact, the lack of human nature in the eyes of Australian Egg White Eyes is quite obvious. The moment you saw it, you should have realized that the Eye Disease Curse might not have the expected effect on it, but you still ignored the subsequent response."
"Battles are never safe with a single spell..."
Dracula's reminder was just enough. Then, he straightened his clothes as if he was just chasing away a small insect, and turned around and left the stadium leisurely.
The narrator Ludo Bagman finally recovered from his shock after watching Dracula leave.
"Aha, this... We can see that the configuration of the semi-finals is quite high." He laughed awkwardly twice, his voice still trembling, "It turns out that our security guard is fully capable of protecting the safety of the warriors. With him, the probability of problems in the game will be greatly reduced!"
The audience finally came to their senses and applauded enthusiastically, with many people's palms turning red from clapping.
The scene just now was so exciting!
A tiny human being actually blocked a huge dragon with his bare hands and even slapped the dragon away...
They had never seen such a scene before!
On the field, several nurses from the Hogwarts infirmary hurriedly trotted over to Krum with a stretcher and asked him if he was injured.
Krum held the half-broken golden egg and refused to go to the infirmary for examination. Instead, he chose to stay in the audience and continue watching the rest of the game.
Dragon trainers from the Romanian Fire Dragon Sanctuary rushed forward to check if the Australian Egg White Eye was hurt, and worked together to pull it off the field, and then brought the fire dragon that the next warrior would face onto the field.
"Ahem... Now, please ask the judges to give Mr. Krum a score."
Bagman suddenly remembered his business and continued the process of the competition: "This is the first warrior who caused the safety officer to leave the field. What score will the judges give him?"
Mr. Crouch had an expression of impatience on his face, and he was the first to raise the scoreboard with the number "5" written on it;
Bagman thought about it, and perhaps because he and Krum were both professional Quidditch players, he gave him a score of 7;
Dumbledore, Ms. Maxim and Professor Hicks also raised their signs one after another, scoring 7 points, 6 points and 7 points respectively.
When the audience turned their attention to the last judge, Durmstrang's headmaster Karkaroff, they were shocked to see that the headmaster shamelessly gave Krum a score of 9...
In the end, Krum scored 41 points and temporarily ranked third.
"It's a shady deal! It's absolutely a shady deal!" Fred and George once again raised their loudspeakers and shouted at Karkaroff.
"Why! Why did Cedric, who successfully got the intact golden egg, only get 6 points, while Krum, who only got a broken golden egg and had Professor Dracula come to the rescue, got 9 points?"
Many young wizards at Hogwarts were also shouting in protest, speaking up for the warriors of their own school.
As for those fans who wanted to support Krum regardless of whether he was right or wrong, they had already been condemned by other young wizards of Hogwarts and drowned out by the indignation of Hogwarts students.
"I, Karkaroff, absolutely do not favor Victor!"
Karkaroff was still quibbling: "Although there were some minor flaws in Viktor's game, his courage to face the dragon is something that no other warrior has, so I think he deserves this score!"
“Ouch—”
The whole audience booed.
Unfortunately, Karkaroff didn't care about the audience's comments at all. Instead, he sat smugly on the judges' table and urged Bagman to start the next game.
"Well, there was a little hiccup, but it's not a big deal." Bagman sighed and immediately regained his spirits. "Let me see... Next up is Mr. John Kowalski from Infamony!"
"The fire dragon he is facing is the Chinese Fireball Dragon, which is often called a 'dragon lion' by Eastern wizards. It is a very peculiar looking species of fire dragon..."
As Bagman introduced him, John had already walked into the arena and was staring into the eyes of the fire dragon that was covered with smooth scarlet scales.
As Bagman said, the shape of the Chinese Fireball Dragon is indeed rather strange. It has a lion nose on its face, surrounded by a circle of golden tassel-like spikes, and its eyes are bulging like two big light bulbs.
"Okay, after the first three rounds, we have seen different ways of dealing with the dragons by different warriors, and their performances were all very exciting..." Bagman said, "Next, let's see how Mr. Kowalski will..."
Bagman's voice suddenly stopped.
The audience was a little confused by the narrator's behavior in the middle of his speech, but when they looked at John's actions, all their actions stopped at the same time, just like Bagman.
Some of the audience members stared at John with their eyes wide open; some had their mouths twitching, not knowing what to say or how to react; some even covered their eyes, looking as if they couldn't bear to watch.
Amid the strange looks from the audience and commentator, Dracula curiously cast his gaze towards John on the field.
The next moment, Dracula's expression almost couldn't hold back -
He saw that John was swinging his hands, twisting his thighs and hips, shaking his waist, and dancing a dance that he didn't know what to call it... Well, maybe it can be considered a dance...
"What is he doing? Dancing samba?" In the audience, Ron looked at John's movements in confusion and asked Hermione beside him.
"I don't think samba is like this..." The knowledgeable Hermione was also confused and said hesitantly, "Maybe this is a ceremony before the American Wizarding Competition?"
On the judges' panel, Dumbledore also had a cheerful smile on his face.
"Larry, John dances tango very well," he said to Professor Hicks with a smile.
"This is not tango, Albus..." Professor Hicks's already dark face became even darker, "You clearly know what he is doing!"
On the other side of the audience, Rolf Scamander in the Hufflepuff crowd covered his eyes, unable to bear to watch.
"Did your grandfather secretly give him some special treatment?" Dracula's voice suddenly rang in his ears.
Rolf opened his eyes and saw that Professor Dracula, who was flying above the stadium, had appeared in the audience seats at some point with an amusing expression on his face.
"Ah, Professor Dracula, you guessed it..." He looked around and said in a low voice, "John actually studied magical animals with his grandfather for several years. After Harry told me the content of the competition this time, he directly contacted my grandfather using my two-way mirror..."
"When my grandfather heard that John was going to fight a dragon, he immediately taught him a 'dance' in front of the mirror with great joy... Well, that's what John is dancing now."
Dracula burst out laughing.
He couldn't help laughing when he thought of Newt standing behind the little two-way mirror, twisting his waist and swinging his arms while dancing.
“Your grandfather is so talented that he could think of using dancing to deal with the fire dragon... Hahahahaha..." At the end, Dracula finally couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Next time I'll ask him to dance for me. I really want to know how this 90-year-old guy twists his waist..."
"My grandpa is in very good health. Not to mention the easy dance of the Fire Dragon..." Luo Fu said with a blush, "He can even dance the Rhinoceros's mating dance and the Scorpion Tail's hand-raising dance!"
"Didn't your grandmother ever stop him from doing this weird 'dance'?" Dracula asked curiously.
"My grandma didn't want to do it at first," Luo Fu coughed dryly, "but the more she danced, the better she became, so in the end, even my grandma joined in..."
"As expected of Newt, he's really amazing..." Dracula silently gave a thumbs up.
Just then, a little witch with messy dirty blond hair came over and inserted herself between Dracula and Rolf.
"Good afternoon, Professor Dracula." She greeted in a floating tone.
"Good afternoon, Miss Lovegood." Dracula chuckled, "Are you here to see Rolf?"
"Yeah!" Luna nodded, then took out two hats from somewhere.
Perhaps the quantifier "top" should not be used for these two hats, but "only" should be used -
Both hats are shaped like lion heads and are as big as real lion heads. When Luna holds them in her hands, they make very realistic lion roars from time to time.
"Luna, what are you doing..." Rolf glanced at the hat in Luna's hand and felt a bad premonition in his heart.
"Rolf, the next game is Harry's, let's cheer for him together!" Luna said happily, "Look, these two hats can not only reflect the Gryffindor house that Harry belongs to, but also can just cover up the cheers of others with the lion's roar!"
She smiled and thrust the lion-head hat into Rolf's hands.
Rolf looked at Professor Dracula with a desperate expression, hoping that he could say something, but...
"That's a very good idea, Miss Lovegood." Dracula said happily, "You will definitely be the coolest little wizards in the arena today!"
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