Hermione had wanted to stop Harry from doing so desperately, but then thought about it and decided that it would be better if he could at least have a clear goal to distract himself from his fears and attention, and if he stopped, it might be even worse.

The greatest fear that human beings can feel is often not from enemies or real dangers, but from the unwarranted delusions that have been added to oneself because of one's own crankiness before confronting those things.

She feared that if Harry had nothing to do and was free, he might have a self-inflicted breakdown before the first project arrived, before he could face the dragon.

And it's always right to practice spells a few more times, and she is indeed a little worried that Harry is doing well when he is practicing now, and then he will lose when he actually plays...... That kind of picture was so beautiful that she could hardly imagine it.

But the price she paid for this was that she had been practicing with Harry until two or three in the morning for both days, so that the next day she was seriously lacking in energy. Harry was able to maintain an abnormal mental high due to great stress and fear, but she was not too good.

Moreover, Mr. Lu Xun said that when you get along with a beautiful woman, an hour is like a minute. And when you hold a piece of red-hot iron in your hand, a minute is like an hour.

This is known as the "theory of relativity".

Therefore, under the guidance of the "theory of relativity", the time of the two days of Sunday and Monday seems to pass directly in the blink of an eye, and the fatal Tuesday has already arrived all of a sudden.

……

……

The atmosphere in the castle became very tense and exciting, and people were talking about it, whether it was a class or a meal in the auditorium.

And at noon, the school simply closed classes directly, so that all the students in the school had time to go to the field below to circle the dragon-

Well, Harry didn't care about these things, he also wished that he could be with his friends, excited to pack up his things at this time, walk out of the classroom, out of the castle, and go to the auditorium on the Quidditch field to stay and wait for the next great show.

But not now, the person who needs to perform is himself.

He just felt that the way time was running was getting more and more strange, as if he was running forward quickly, one minute he seemed to be sitting in the classroom for his first class, and the next he was walking into the auditorium for lunch......

And then, what about the morning? Where did you go in the morning? Where did the last hours go without the dragon attack?

This is definitely an unsolved mystery!

Harry, who was eating in the Great Hall, subconsciously thought about it as he watched Professor McGonagall hurrying towards him, and he didn't even notice that the knife and fork in his hand had fallen into the plate...... Unfortunately, no one will want to answer his question.

He left the Great Hall with Professor McGonagall, who also seemed distraught, trying to comfort Harry, but her voice was shaky.

Harry himself was even more miserable, strangely feeling as if his soul had been separated, and he heard himself answer Professor McGonagall's question in a monotonous, fluttering voice.

In fact, he had no idea what Professor McGonagall was saying, let alone what he had answered.

By the time he came to his senses, Professor McGonagall had already left, and he was in a tent at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

In addition to him, Mr. Bagman, and several other warriors have already arrived—

Fleur Delacour sat on a low wooden stool in the corner, her face very pale and sickly. Victor Krum looked more gloomy than usual, and Cedric paced back and forth inside the tent.

When Harry entered, the Hufflepuff boy smiled awkwardly at him, as if to show his kindness, after all, if it wasn't for Harry, he probably didn't know what he was up against.

Anyway, everyone is not calm, and they are obviously in extreme tension.

At this moment, Harry suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of intimacy with these three people, perhaps because he felt that after today, maybe the names of all four of them would appear on a death list together.

"Aha, well, now the four warriors are here—" Bagman greeted them cheerfully, "I'm going to take turns handing this bag to each of you, and you pick out the little model of the thing you're going to face......"

This is followed by an unnecessary piece of nonsense, presumably saying that their mission is to pick up golden eggs, vaguely stating that there are different kinds of things they are dealing with, etc.

However, the warriors had already learned about this news through cheating, so this passage was meaningless, and only made them feel more disgusted and nauseated, and the pressure and boredom in their hearts increased.

Especially at the same time, the sound of hundreds of feet walking through the tent could be heard outside, and it seemed that countless people were talking and laughing excitedly...... This is the beginning of the audience, indicating that the project is about to start.

Harry bit his lip and didn't speak, he suspected that if he opened his mouth, he would just spit it out.

“……”

“……”

The others probably shared the same feeling, and in the silence and silence, Bagman finally untied the bag.

"Ladies first."

He handed the bag to Fleur Delacour.

The latter stretched out a slender white hand, reached into it, and then grabbed a model of a delicate black dragon with a number tied around its neck: Four.

Harry recognized it as the Hungarian tree bee, and when he went to the grounds with Hagrid on Saturday night in the Invisibility Cloak, he heard Ron's brother tell him that it was the most ferocious and dinosaur-like fiery dragon.

- Fifty feet long, Spitfire can spew out forty feet, and because the tail also has bronze-colored spikes, it is just as dangerous in front as it is in the back.

Charlie confessed that the person who smoked the tree wasp would not have good fruit to eat, and that it was the most dangerous fire dragon......

Thinking of this, he couldn't be sure whether he was happy or envious, although Fleur drew the most dangerous dragon, but she could be the last to appear...... These two things made him a little conflicted.

Next, everyone else drew their own models, and Harry looked at the silver-blue Swedish short-nosed dragon in his hand, with the number one tied around his neck, and he didn't know when he felt so bad.

He was the first to play!

Everything was worse than he had imagined, and he sat there dumbfounded, listening to the noise outside, feeling that he was much more sensitive to his body's consciousness than usual. He was acutely aware that his heart was beating wildly, and his fingers tingling with fear......

Bagman seemed to want to say something to him, but he didn't respond, as if he had already responded.

After Bagman ran away in a panic, a whistle was heard outside.

Harry subconsciously stood up, feeling as if his legs were filled with lead, and the other two avoided his gaze, only Cedric came up and said something encouragingly, but he nodded without hearing clearly.

He then walked through the entrance of the tent to the outside, past the bushes, and finally into a gap in the fence of the field.

Then, like the most bizarre nightmare.

All around, there was no last night, but now it suddenly appeared, as if it was a grandstand built with magic, and countless pairs of eyes focused on him from all directions. The crowd was making a tumultuous noise, shouting something, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

At the other end of the field, a fiery dragon with silver-blue scales, half-folded wings, guarding a nest of eggs, stared at Harry as it appeared.

Taking a deep breath, the boy felt every cell in his body tremble, filled with fear, and he clenched the wand in his right hand tightly, and walked forward step by step, repeating the spell of the eye disease spell in his mind.

The Swedish short-nosed dragon's gaze followed him closely, and Bagman's loud voice came from all around, as if in amazement at what he had said.

But at the moment, Harry's ears were useless, and he only felt as if everything around him was separated by a transparent barrier of shimmering light, like a layer of hot smoke, causing the field and the hundreds of faces around him to float strangely......

In his world, only the fire dragon in front of him remained.

He watched as his body walked towards the fire dragon, as if he was out of his control.

Approaching a certain distance, the fire dragon seemed to be enraged, and opened its bloody mouth, smoking from its nostrils.

At this moment, Harry also raised his wand sharply and blurted out the spell swirling in his mind!

Countless exercises, even in my sleep when I was thinking about rehearsals, these experiences played a huge role at this moment, and the light of the spell flashed and disappeared, hitting the blue dragon's eye with the precision of a rocket launch!

At this moment, the boy felt a relief in his heart, and there seemed to be a wave of dizziness in his head because of the loosening of the tense nerves!

It worked! As long as this step is successful, there will be no problems in the future!

- In theory, it should have been like this.

A deafening roar rang out, and the blue dragon was indeed in pain, but then it became even more violent.

The eye is always a creature weakness, but for some reason, it didn't struggle in pain as expected, losing its vision, but tilted its head and spewed a bright blue flame forward!

Far more than five or six meters away, it was simply a blue torrent, which bombarded from one end of the field to the end of the other in an instant, and crossed a distance of I don't know how many hundred meters in an instant!

Then, it hit the stands behind Harry hard!

Bang!

The magic barrier there suddenly shattered, and the loud voices and noisy shouts of the audience stopped abruptly in an instant, as if there were countless invisible hands at the same time, and at the same time choked the necks of countless people.

“……”

“……”

Harry looked back blankly, his mind blank, the burning sensation of the blue flame jet passing not far from him...... He had no doubt that if he was sprayed head-on, he would be burned to ashes in an instant.

The eye disease spell was not useless, at least it made the blue dragon tilt his head and tilt his direction under the pain, otherwise, he would have died just after the first attack.

And, why such a terrible attack?

Isn't it true that only that Hungarian tree wasp can breathe fire and spew forty feet? The other dragons were only twenty feet long, or more than six meters...... But just now, it directly ran through the entire venue!

The length of the Quidditch pitch seems to be about 150 meters, and if it hadn't crashed into the stands, I'm afraid that the range of the flames would have been even farther!

"Let's go! Let the people of the Ministry of Magic evacuate the crowd! ”

"Watch out for its flames, there's something wrong with this dragon!"

"Harry! Harry! Are you okay! ”

Probably the fear of passing away from death was so shocking that Harry's mind stopped thinking for a moment, and in a daze, he suddenly felt someone tugging at his arm, pulling him staggering to the side.

He looked up and saw that it was Ron's brother, Charlie.

The next moment, he found that the surroundings were completely chaotic, the field was full of raging fires, thick smoke was billowing everywhere, and the lizard-like reptile creature shook its head, and several torrents of bright blue flames erupted one after another, igniting the entire field like lasers!

The spectator seats in the surrounding stands were also like an ant nest that exploded, and the screams of the students and the shouts of the professors came and went.

And there were about twenty adult wizards, who didn't know when, had already appeared on the field, and were constantly circling around the blue dragon, as if they were dancing around a bonfire.

The blue dragon roared in an extremely terrible way.

And the extinguishing spells that the dragon tamers kept sending out fell on the blue dragon's thick scale armor like a shower, effectively making the fire dragon unable to breathe flames anymore, and the spark in its nose turned into a wisp of black smoke as soon as it came out.

These people have a lot of experience, and they all coincidentally chose this spell specifically to prevent the fire dragon from breathing fire.

Because it was really terrifying just now, if this thing shattered the surrounding magic barrier and sprayed a torrent of flames into the audience......

At this moment, they were feeling that they were waiting for the others to control the situation, but three more deafening roars sounded not far away! Even the ground shook slightly.

Charlie, who was dragging Harry, stiffened his face -

"Oops!"