"Oh my gosh, Potter actually flew...... Do you see, Mr. Krum?"

"Nice turn, perfect ......"

"Look! Mr. Potter has got the golden egg...... The fastest of the three...... Very good performance......"

......

Inside the tent, Jon could clearly hear that Ludo Bagman's screaming commentary didn't last long, and just five minutes later, the loud cheers almost toppled the entire Quidditch pitch.

"Below...... Let's have a ...... The last fire dragon ......" Mr. Bagman's voice became low: "From the master of the Eastern European sky...... The scariest hunter...... Symbol of brutality......"

"Ukrainian iron belly!"

With Bagman's last roar, a large gray-white dragon was lowered into the Quidditch pitch.

The dragon was covered in gray scales, a pair of blood-red eyes that scanned the surroundings, and claws nearly a meter long, glittering in the sunlight......

On the rostrum, the eyes of the referees and teachers were instantly attracted by this big guy.

Obviously, with the exception of the judges and a handful of faculty like Hagrid, the rest of the professors didn't know much about the content of the project.

"How so!" cried Professor Sprout, shuddering and covering her mouth.

"Oh my!" Professor Flitwick shook his head helplessly, and sat down in his seat.

Snape frowned, and stood motionless like a pine tree.

"Oliver, try this blueberry, it tastes great!" Dumbledore casually took a cleaned blueberry and graciously handed it to Lady Maxim beside him...... As if nothing had happened.

......

"That's not fair!" Zacharis-Smith stood up and roared angrily at the referee's bench, "Why is this dragon so much bigger than the previous ones?"

"Come back!" Cedric Diggory grabbed him just in time and whispered, "Trust Jon......"

As he spoke, Cedric glanced at the Ukrainian iron belly with some palpitations...... In the dead of night, he also wondered if he would help Hufflepuff and Hogwarts win glory if he was chosen as a Warrior.

But when he saw this terrifying behemoth, he couldn't help but be a little happy.

......

Most of the Gryffindor students are heading to the hospital with Harry Potter......

At the school hospital, Hermione Granger was stunned when she heard the dragon roar coming from the Quidditch pitch.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Harry, who was bandaged on the hospital bed, softly.

"I didn't ...... Nothing......" Hermione smiled a little reluctantly.

......

"Looks like this Hufflepuff has suffered......"

"Yes, a third-year student, but he has to face the most brutal of the ten fire dragons, the Iron Belly!"

"I don't think there's anything to look at, but I just hope he doesn't get too badly injured by the fire dragon......"

Several Ravenclaw students were talking.

"I think!" Luna Lovegood whispered to the side, "Jon Hart might win?"

"So...... You're a crazy girl!" I don't know who shouted, and then there was a snickering from the Ravenclaw stands.

"Humph!" Luna pulled out a copy of "Singing Against the Tune", covering her face and deciding not to pay attention to them.

......

"I hope this Iron Belly works harder and hurts this damn Hart!" Draco Malfoy said with some hatred, "That previous peak was so stupid!"

"That's right!"

"He's dead!"

Crabbe and Gollian echoed.

In the first two rows of the Slytherin trio, the Greengrass sisters sat together.

Daphne glanced at the court with some disgust, her mood was inexplicably complicated.

Astoria had already buried her head in her arms, sobbing and trembling slightly, and she didn't dare to watch the next match.

"It's okay...... Daphne whispered comfortingly, "he's going to be fine......"

......

"Now, the second Warrior of Hogwarts...... Jon Hart!"

As Ludo Bagman called out his name, Jon walked through the entrance of the tent and walked outside.

It would be false to say that he was not nervous, and the only thing he could do was to calm his emotions as much as possible.

There was an opening in the fence surrounding the Quidditch pitch and an opening in the tent, and Jon walked into the arena through the opening.

Hundreds of faces appeared in the stands on their side, and they let out a loud noise - some of them cheering, some of them cheering!

Jon didn't have time to care, though, because at the other end of the field, the Ukrainian iron belly could be seen very clearly. It crouched with its head bowed, guarding its nest of eggs, its wings halfway folded, enclosing the nest of eggs.

If it weren't for the experience of being in Dumbledore's meditation basin, if it was really the first time I had faced the Ukrainian iron belly, I am afraid that I would be so scared that I couldn't even grasp my wand by now.

The gray-white dragon was at least three or four stories tall and more than a hundred feet long...... Compared to it, I seem so small.

Iron Belly apparently noticed Jon's presence as well, and its bright red eyes glared at Jon with some contempt before looking away.

Apparently, Jon was too small to be a threat to an elephant like a mouse in front of an elephant......

Jon took out his wand and cleared out distractions and focused his thoughts completely, absolutely...... Then he aimed at a stone the size of a football on the ground.

The stone began to slowly deform...... It ended up being a hedgehog of the same size.

This is the most advanced Transfiguration spell Jon can use...... The hedgehog galloped towards the position of the iron belly.

......

"The fact that a third-year student can turn a stone into an animal, even the simplest hedgehog, is quite remarkable......" Madame Maxim could not help but comment on the rostrum.

"Is he trying to get the hedgehog to lure the dragon away so he can steal the golden egg?" Karkaroff sneered, "That's naïve!"

"Igor, you should focus on the game and not think about something else!" Snape glared at him coldly, his cold tone unceremoniously sarcastic.

"Severus......" Karkaroff glanced at Snape with some fear, and turned away.

......

"Pretty Transfiguration, Mr. Hart!" Ludo Bagman continued, "Ironbelly's attention seems to have been drawn to this little hedgehog, and this is an opportunity......"

"Wait...... Something flew in from the sidelines!"

"That's right, another flying spell!"

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