Now Harry was the only one left in the tent while Ali continued observing the outside.
Fleur was clearly not as strong as the previous two Champions, and she encountered danger several times.
However, after ten minutes, Fleur still succeeded with a clever Transfiguration spell.
Then the arena fell silent until Bagman finally announced Fleur's victory.
Harry soon received Bagman's notice. He put on a perfectly measured smile, warm and natural.
When he emerged outside, everyone was cheering for him. Although everyone knew he would not compete for the Triwizard Tournament championship, simply watching Harry take the field and battle a dragon was already a magnificent visual feast for most people.
Before Harry stood a circular spectator stand, enclosing a lower-lying dueling arena made up mostly of boulders of various sizes.
And in the middle of the arena, a nearly twenty-meter-long Hungarian Horntail crouched low, guarding the Golden Egg beneath it.
The dragon's size surprised Harry somewhat. Against such a massive dragon, he was probably the only one among the four Champions who could make it through.
It seemed luck was also part of the Triwizard Tournament.
Upon seeing Harry, the Hungarian Horntail glared fiercely at him and violently lashed its long, spiked tail, leaving several pits and gouges stretching meters across the hard ground.
Suddenly, the Hungarian Horntail lunged at Harry, its sharp foreclaws mercilessly raking toward his face.
Hermione and Ron cried out from the stands: "Harry, get out of the way!"
But to everyone's surprise, Harry stood perfectly still.
Some Little Witches had already covered their eyes, unable to bear watching what came next. If those massive dragon claws struck him, even Harry Potter would become a puddle of mangled flesh.
At that moment, the Hungarian Horntail's right claw was only a few meters from Harry, close