The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

On Tuesday morning, the whole school atmosphere became very tense and excited.

Almost all the students of the house are looking forward to the first match of the upcoming Triwizard Tournament; especially Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, both of them have players coming.

The morning divination class was not even halfway through, so I was forced to suspend the class.

Professor Strawney was quite dissatisfied with this, so she made a prediction at the end of the class: "This afternoon, a student in our class will lie in the school hospital."

Many students went to the Quidditch pitch (now the Triwizard Tournament) early in the morning, but the four dragons were covered in magic and they couldn't see anything.

Jon spends the last few hours without the dragon attack until Professor Sprout arrives in the Hufflepuff common room.

"Jon, now the warriors are going to the field below... You must be ready to complete the first project." Professor Sprout said with a pale face, and it was obvious that she was also quite nervous.

"Okay!" Jon took a deep breath and picked up his wand.

He didn't forget to tell Zacharis, "Remember to bring what I want you to bring to the arena and don't mess with it!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Zacharis patted his shoulder: "Good luck!"

"Of course!" Jon smiled.

He left the common room with Professor Sprout, who looked more agitated than he did.

She took Jon all the way to the door of the tent where the players were resting.

"Okay...don't be nervous..." Professor Sprout stammered: "Jon, use your strength, believe in yourself, you will not be worse than them...Professor Dumbledore, and many wizards They are all there to protect you, don't worry about safety!"

"Thank you, Professor!" Jon nodded, then turned and slid into the tent.

...

Fleur-Delacour's face was very pale, and even looked sickly, not at all calm and unrestrained as usual.

Viktor Klum, looking more somber than usual, sat quietly in the corner.

Harry Potter almost wrote nervousness on his face, and Jon noticed his hands shaking from time to time.

In contrast, he is the most calm one.

"Okay, now everyone's here - time to introduce you to the rules of the game!" Mr. Ludo Bagman said cheerfully, coming over, "I'll open this bag and hand it over in turns in front of each of you..."

"...you need to pick out a miniature model of the thing you're going to be dealing with! They're different, um, kinds. I have one more thing to tell you...your mission is to pick up the golden eggs they protect. , or voluntarily admit defeat, both of which can end the game!"

"Ladies first." Mr. Bagman handed the bag to Fleur Delacour.

Fleur put a trembling hand into the cloth bag and took out a model of a vivid fire dragon—a silver-blue Swedish short-nosed dragon.

Fleur's face did not show the slightest surprise, but an expression of resignation; obviously, Madame Maxime had already informed her about the competition.

Krum reached into the cloth bag second, and pulled out a bright red Chinese fireball dragon.

Like Furong, he didn't blink when he drew out the dragon.

Then it was Harry Potter's turn, and he took the emerald-green Hungarian Horntail from his silk pocket.

And one last... If it's the docile Welsh green dragon of the four fire dragons, that would be awesome!

Jon's heart almost reaches his throat...

"It's a pity!" Mr. Bagman glanced at Jon with a sympathetic expression in his eyes: "Our youngest player has drawn the most terrifying opponent..."

"The most difficult opponent to deal with..." Jon's heart froze.

He reached into the sack and something bit his hand lightly... Jon took it out.

A grey-white little guy with gleaming scales on its chest.

Jon knew that the situation he least wanted to see had occurred; the one he was about to deal with was the largest, most ferocious, and most difficult to deal with among the ten fire dragons—

Ukrainian iron belly!

...

Mr. Bagman pulled Harry Potter out of the tent and whispered a few words to him before returning.

He shouted loudly: "Now, in the order just now, everyone is ready to appear...Miss Delacour, you are the first!"

After that, Ludo Bagman ran out of the tent first.

Furong walked out tremblingly, her steps were not as graceful as they used to be.

The remaining three boys were silent in the tent and looked at each other.

"Oh, it's so dangerous, it's so dangerous." The voice of Bagman's explanation came from outside, making the atmosphere in the tent even more gloomy.

"Oh, I'm not sure it's wise to do so!"

"Oh... just a little! Be careful... oh my god, I thought she'd got it!"

Ten minutes later, Jon heard a deafening applause...

"Excellent!" Bagman shouted, "Now let the referee score!"

Viktor Klum stood up until Bagman called his name.

Krum's performance didn't last long...

"Very bold!" Bagman shouted, while the Chinese Fireball Dragon let out a terrifying scream: "He showed extraordinary courage... Yes, he got the golden egg!"

Harry Potter stood up tremblingly.

"Come on!" Jon reminded him softly.

Harry nodded and walked out of the tent, and now there was only Jon Hart in it.

Jon knew very well that he was about to face a very difficult challenge.

The size and strength of the Ukrainian iron belly are many times larger than those of other giant dragons, which means that several methods prepared by themselves will not work very well.

For example, the eye disease spell used by Krum... The eye disease spell is indeed the trump card for dealing with dragons, but the vitality of Iron Belly is obviously more tenacious, even if it is used by Dumbledore, it can only block it slightly. It's impossible to count on this.

The same is true of the hypnotic spell used by Furong. It is also quite difficult to quickly hypnotize an iron belly.

The method used by Harry Potter: The Flying Charm summons the broom, and then flies to distract it, taking the golden egg... This seems to be a good way to deal with iron belly.

After all, Iron Belly's flight speed is relatively slow and its breathing ability is weak... Using this method, it is the easiest opponent.

The problem is his own flying skills... hey, let's not mention it.

Fortunately, with Dumbledore's previous hints, I am also prepared to face this worst opponent...