It took a lot of effort for the dragon trainers to control the dragon that had gone berserk due to the eye spell and let it gradually subside. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The short-nosed dragon was completely enraged by Krum, it flapped its wings vigorously, staring viciously at all the wizards who dared to approach, its yellow eyes were bloodshot with countless bloodshots, it looked particularly hideous, and the fire dragon kept letting out a terrifying howl, raising its neck and spraying blue flames into the sky.

I don't know how it will react when it sees that more than half of the dragon eggs are missing.

The second appearance after Krum was Fleur, and everyone was expecting her performance.

"One down, and three more warriors!" Bagman cried out as the whistle sounded again, "Miss Delacour, please play!"

Fleur walked out, she seemed to be shaking from head to toe, and she didn't look as calm as Krum.

With her head held high and her wand clutched tightly in her hand, Fleur looked particularly weak compared to the behemoth in front of her.

Dressed in a sky-blue Beauxbatons school uniform robe, she stood there slim and beautiful, making people feel the beauty that touched the heart.

At the other end of the field, there is another kind of beauty, representing the power of strength to the extreme.

Hibiscus's opponent is the common Welsh green dragon, the most common species of fire dragon in the United Kingdom, with a long history.

Thousands of years ago, humans have discovered the Welsh Green Dragon.

Unlike other dragons, which represented symbols of evil and terror, the common Welsh green dragon was often seen on flags in England during Anglo-Saxon rule, and Muggles believed it to be a symbol of royal strength and courage.

Because of his noble status, he often appears in various literary works and hand-me-down paintings.

To this day, the Welsh green dragon remains the symbol of the nation in the Welsh region.

Wizards have created a sanctuary for the dragon in the Welsh hills, surrounded by dense weeds that help them hide their shape.

Moreover, the common Welsh green dragon is the least troublesome of all the fire dragons.

They like to hunt sheep for food and always actively avoid humans unless provoked.

Although not easy to spot, the Welsh Green Dragon is still easy to recognise, and their roar is surprisingly beautiful.

And their flames, the turquoise magic fire that erupted from between the thin upper and lower jaws.

Sure enough, after seeing Fleur, the Welsh green dragon didn't rush over.

Even though they were already close, it greeted them in a friendly way, and the beautiful and moving sound of the dragon made people can't help but be immersed in it.

Of course, a good temper doesn't mean a good bully.

If Fleur had kept closer, or dared to touch her earthy brown eggs, the ordinary Welsh green dragon would have tore her to shreds without hesitation.

"Miss Delacour's luck, let's see how she plans to get this dragon out of the way!" Bagman shouted gleefully, "Oh, what kind of magic is this, I'm not sure she's wise to do so!"

Fleur intends to cast a more complex spell, as if dancing, her body dancing with her wand.

Pale smoke came out of the end of her wand and drifted slowly towards the dragon.

The picture does look pleasing to the eye, but there are doubts about how much of an effect it can actually make.

"What is she doing? is she dancing?" Hermione said confusedly, "I've never seen this spell before. ”

"It's supposed to be some kind of rare bootstrapping magic, and I think she's probably trying to use the smoke to put the dragon in a hypnotic state. Evan said, looking closely at Fleur's movements, he had never seen this magic before, but he could feel the powerful magic.

Guiding spells are generally rare and difficult to cast, and few wizards use them.

"Unique Channeling Spell?!" Harry said uncertainly, staring at Fleur for a long time, "Do you remember the dances of the girls at the World Cup? ”

Hearing Harry's reminder, Evan noticed that Fleur's movements were indeed very similar to those of the girls.

Of course, she must be human, not Meiwa.

But as Fleur dances, there is a special charm between her every movement, which is a seductive power.

Most of the boys were staring at her, their expressions confused, basking in the beauty of Fleur.

Not surprisingly, this spell should have something to do with Fleur's Meiwa bloodline.

Aven saw that the pale cyan smoke centered on Fleur slowly moved forward, filling around the Welsh green dragon's body, and the fire dragon suddenly fell asleep.

It elegantly lay down and began to sleep.

Without a fight, Fleur passed the test easily, and now she just had to walk over and take the golden egg.

Obviously, Fleur thinks so too.

She walked over, and there was a suppressed discussion in the field, and everyone was afraid of waking up the fire dragon.

In Beauxbatons' audience, Gabrielle stared at Fleur tightly, nervousness and anticipation written on her little face.

"It's unbelievable that Miss Delacour has succeeded, with an immersive beautiful dance and magical magic!" Bagman also lowered his tone and said appreciatively, "she passed, just a little bit...... Oh my gosh, I thought she had got it!"

In the middle of the field, Fleur walked over to the fire dragon, and she seemed completely relaxed.

Just as she was about to cross the dragon, the Welsh green dragon, which had fallen into a deep sleep, suddenly snored.

A green flame erupted from between its thin jaws, and Fleur ducked, but a little spark splashed onto her dress.

Suddenly, the skirt burst into flames.

The flames spread upward, and the audience suddenly became noisy again.

As if aware of it, the fire dragon's head moved, and it was about to wake up.

This picture is really thrilling, and everyone is sweating for Fleur.

If the Welsh Green Dragon woke up at this time, she wouldn't even have a chance to dodge, and would be directly crushed into a meatloaf.

Fleur was also visibly panicked, and it was a question of whether to continue to venture forward or to back off for a while.

If the Welsh green dragon woke up, it would surely pounce on her in anger, Fleur didn't have the time and opportunity to use the same magic to put the dragon to sleep, and she thought that this magic would definitely succeed, and she didn't prepare other spells.

She hesitated, glanced at the huge green fire dragon in front of her, and made up her mind.

In the next second, Fleur quickly rushed forward, holding the golden egg as fast as she could, ignoring the flames on her body.

The moment she got the golden egg, all the wizards who had been waiting by her side rushed in.

Dozens of wands were aimed at Fleur, conjuring water and extinguishing the fire on her body.

呲, 呲, 呲......

The water kept spraying at Fleur, making her wet all over her body.

At this time, her beautiful sky-blue dress had been burned beyond recognition and turned into a miniskirt.

The remnants also became faintly translucent, and the spring light leaked out, and the boys were staring at Fleur in a daze, their heads blank.

Aven could vaguely see the style of the underwear inside, not the one he had seen before, the color was different......

Fleur didn't care about anything else, hugged the golden egg, and left the competition venue as fast as she could. (To be continued.) )