"Mr. Peverell, come on, let's see how the first-class magicians of the Merlin Order will deal with the dragons!" Bagman shouted. He stood up, and he waited. Then he heard a whistle outside. He walked through the entrance of the tent to the outside, past the bushes, through a gap in the fence of the field.

He saw everything in front of him, like a brightly colored dream. Hundreds of faces looked at him from the stands above.

At the other end of the field, the Swedish short-nosed dragon towered. It crouched low, guarding its nest of eggs, its wings halfway folded. It was a silver-blue fire dragon that stood out on the outside. Upon seeing Phoenix appear, it appeared furious, spread its wings, and a strong gust of wind blew towards him.

There was a loud noise in the audience. Phoenix put his hands over his head, straightened his whole body, and swung down vigorously. The flames rose into the sky, and he turned into a fire man and flew up, and unlike the last time he passed through the Goblet of Fire, a pair of wings of magical flames appeared behind him.

The short-nosed dragon seemed annoyed that Phoenix had ignored its warning, and it flapped its wings vigorously - and with a piercing sound of metal crackling, the dragon soared into the air.

"Merlin is on top, he can fly—" Bagman cried out, "Oh no, the dragon has broken free of its chains—"

The blue dragon of the short-nosed dragon spewed a dazzling blue flame from its nostrils as it approached forty feet from Phoenix.

"Ah, if you let the flames envelop you, you might not have to fear the dragon's breath," Bagman said, "but I'm not sure if it's wise to rush straight through—"

Phoenix rushed head-on into the fire, and all of a sudden everyone wondered what was going on with him. The scene suddenly became silent.

The short-nosed dragon did not stop spewing flames, and suddenly, a stream of flames flowed out against the current, and it subconsciously wanted to shrink its head to dodge. Unfortunately, it was too late, Phoenix knelt on one knee on the dragon's head, and his left arm was like a sharp sword, and he simply inserted it into the dragon's head. The arm instantly became extremely large, piercing directly through its brain. Not a single drop of blood came out of the wound, but strangely formed a thick block of ice.

Everything that happened left everyone dumbfounded, and there was not a single sound in the entire venue. It wasn't until Phoenix, who had been restored to his prototype, lifted the golden egg, that it was as if someone had just turned up the volume - for the first time, Phoenix could hear the sound from the audience, and the people were screaming and clapping and cheering, and the sound was deafening, just like the supporters of the Irish team at the World Cup -

"Oh my God—" Bagman shouted, "look—he actually killed the dragon—something no one expected—"

The dragon tamers rushed over, completely unaware of what to do with the carcass of the dragon. At the entrance to the venue, Professor Snape hurried over to greet him. Even from such a distance, the smile on his face was clearly visible. The noise of the crowd knocked on his diaphragm.

"It was wonderful, host. Professor Snape patted him on the shoulder and whispered—the other hand signaling the Slytherins to cheer louder, and Phoenix first noticed the banner they had made, which featured a cartoon version of Phoenix standing triumphantly on the dragon's corpse, "You'll need to go find Madam Pomfrey before the judges score - right there, you look a little uncomfortable." ”

"That magic isn't—it could be easily performed at my age—" Phoenix was out of breath as Professor Snape lifted him out of the field. He saw Madam Pomfrey standing at the entrance to the second tent, looking anxious.

"Fire Dragon. She said in a tone of disgust, and pulled Phoenix in. The tent was divided into cubicles, and he recognized Krum through the canvas. Madam Pomfrey scrutinized Phoenix's body, huffing and grunting. "Last year it was the Dementors, this year it's the Fire Dragon, what are they going to bring into this school next? I- I'm not sure where you're - you seem-"

"I'm going to take a few bites of chocolate and I'm going to get a lot better, I know the side effects. Phoenix looked extremely tired. After a short period of fusion, the two souls are separated and then separated, and the soul is unstable for a short time, which is reflected in the human body and fatigue and heart palpitations, chocolate can soothe the feeling of heart palpitations, and fatigue can only be recovered after resting for an hour or two.

Soon, Madame Pomferet brought a large piece of chocolate, looking displeased, "You'd better stop using it until you can master it completely." ”

A few minutes later, Phoenix looked over the field and saw the first referee, Madame Maxim, raise her wand into the air. A long silver ribbon-like thing erupted from the wand, twisting to form a large "10".

Next was Mr. Crouch, who spewed a "10" into the air. Then there was Dumbledore, who gave ten. The crowd cheered even louder, Bagman - 10 points.

At this time, Karkaroff raised his wand. He pauses for a moment, and then a number erupts from his wand - "10". The stands at Hogwarts were boiling again, full marks. Couldn't ask for more, this is the only one of the four warriors who can slay a dragon.

Harry was clever enough to summon his fire bolts with the Flying Charm, and used his Quidditch skills to capture the Golden Egg. When he came to the tent, his left shoulder was bloody and panting, but he was still able to stand on his own. It doesn't seem like a big problem.

On the left-hand side of the referee's bench, several people were talking to each other. Seeing that their costumes were not European, he frowned, wondering why these people were here.

Not, Melinda, Draco, and Daphne burst into the tent, cheering loudly and nearly being kicked out by Madame Pomfer.

"Merlin, how did you do that?" Melinda kissed him twice on the cheek, overwhelmed with emotion.

"People talk about it for years, and it's going to be a Hogwarts legend—" Draco jumped up and down excitedly.

"The others are far worse than you. "Noether was the most practical way to tell him about the other Warriors' game process and scoring. "The girl named Fleur cast a spell, and I think she was probably trying to put the dragon into a state of hypnosis—and that was almost successful, and the dragon fell asleep at once, but then it snorted and spewed out a great flame, and Fleur's dress caught fire—and she conjured water out of her wand and doused the fire. And Krum, he's great, probably second only to you. He used a spell to hit the dragon in the eye. Unfortunately, the dragon struggled in pain, stomping his feet and smashing the real eggs in half - because they were going to deduct points, he shouldn't have broken them. ”

This will also come out of Harry's score, and Karkaroff deliberately favors Krum and only gives Harry a four. The Gryffindor students were extremely dissatisfied and shouted.

"Ah, you're number one now. Melinda said sharply.

"Definitely, everyone else should go to the Triwizard Tournament in the junior division, haha-" Outside, Knott could laugh out loud.

Phoenix walked into the tent again, and Bagman still had a few words to say.

"Well done, Harry. Phoenix said weakly, and Krum and Fleur looked at him with the eyes of a monster.

"You too. Harry said, smiling at him as well. "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing, just get some sleep. Phoenix grimaced at Fleur.

"You've all done a good job. Ludo Bagman said, his face weeping, as if someone had died, "Well, I only have a few words to say." The second project will start at half past nine in the morning on February 24 next year, and before that, you can rest for a long time -- but we'll leave some questions for you to consider, and if you look down at the golden eggs in your hands, you'll see that they can be opened -- see the seams there? You have to unravel the clues provided in the eggs -- that will tell you what the second project is, you can get ready, you'll be clear, right? Okay, let's go. ”

Phoenix left the tent, and the whole Slytherin didn't stop waiting for him, and everyone walked back around the edge of the Forbidden Forest, chatting non-stop along the way.