Boom~
The fireworks exploded in midair, then flared up and burst again, blazing into the shape of a giant dragon beating its wings. Everyone in the stands watched in amazement.
The dazzling dragon flapped its wings and roared at the crowd, its enormous eyes coldly fixed on everyone.
The magical emotion shining in its gaze was uncannily lifelike.
Under the stare of such a colossal creature, everyone felt suffocated. They covered their mouths and held their breath, and the once-bustling stadium fell silent enough to hear a pin drop.
Just then, a series of whooshes sounded from the other side of the sky. Fireworks burst, and amid a crackling blaze, the silhouette of a wizard appeared high overhead.
A hood from his wide wizarding robes covered his face, making it impossible to tell who he was meant to represent. The long hem of his robes flickered as if dancing in the wind.
"Begone, evil dragon!"
Several more fireworks shot skyward. Their explosions sounded like a deep, resonant incantation.
Bang!
Another firework burst where the wizard's silhouette stood. A long beam of light surged from the wand raised in his hand and shot toward the evil dragon.
Rumble~~~
A look of terror flashed in the firework dragon's eyes. Before it could roar, it suddenly burst apart, turning into a brilliant shower of blue-violet shooting stars.
Amid the meteor shower of fireworks, several large characters shone clearly: Top 100 Tournament!
Only then did everyone seem to breathe again. They sprang to their feet, cheering and screaming with excitement.
"Spellcasting woven into fireworks?" Grindelwald turned to look at Dumbledore in surprise.
"Yes, and they're infused with that distinctively Anthony-style emotional spellcasting," Dumbledore said with a smile, glancing toward a corner beside the podium, where a few little figures were cheering. "I think that