'Fire Dragon' and Fire Dragon

Blue flames formed a huge circle around ' Sean,' leaving only a tiny space for the four-person team on the dueling stage.

A scorching heatwave swept over the entire stands. In just a few breaths, the students in their winter uniforms began to sweat. They wanted to speak, but were shocked to find that the heatwave made their throats dry as soon as they opened their mouths.

"Sean's curse!" Cedric and the Weasley twins, who had witnessed the Protego Diabolica when they were first year, widened their eyes.

They had witnessed Sean's strange spell before, and it was because of this spell that Sean fainted. The spell's aftermath was uncontrolled, and even when Professor Dumbledore arrived at the scene, the blue Fire Dragon still turned the entire tower where the Hospital Wing was located into ruins.

"This fire is even more terrifying than the last one, and Sean seems quite relaxed. Has he learned how to control it?" Cedric looked towards the center of the dueling platform. Sean, in the center of the fire circle, had a calm expression and was clearly in a relaxed state.

The other students had not witnessed the Protego Diabolica, but the terrifying power of this spell had already proven many things.

"No, come back, Miren!" A cry rang out as a girl in the stands suddenly broke free from her owner's embrace with her toad.

The animal seemed completely terrified by the blue flames; its fat body hopped and skipped, and finally it clumsily charged straight into the blue flames.

Before everyone's eyes, the toad had just touched the blue flames when, in the blink of an eye, the poor creature turned to ashes.

No, even the black ash rose and then dissipated. In the end, the toad didn't even leave a mournful cry; it completely vanished from this world.

All the students froze for a moment, and even the toad's owner remained silent.

Toads have been a popular pet for centuries, yet they never go out of style, and even today, many students still choose them.

Owls are too expensive, mice are too short-lived, and toads are not only cheap enough, but they also have a feature that many people like: high poison and magic resistance. Although they can't compare to creatures like Fire Dragon or Troll, the toad's poison and magic resistance is enough to handle drug and spell testing in the classroom.

However, the toad was instantly vaporized without any resistance, which made everyone's hearts tremble.

That means one thing: any wizard present who comes into contact with the blue flame will be vaporized even faster!

"That guy... why does he have such a terrible curse... and how could he release it..." A student in the stands muttered to himself, expressing the thoughts of everyone else.

They finally realized that the spell ' Sean ' cast was not magic that a student should have mastered.

"Waaah—" The poor girl who had lost her pet covered her mouth and let out a low whimper.

' Sean ' saw this scene, and he slowly turned around, the scorching heat making his hair flutter slightly.

"I'm so sorry," he said with a regretful expression. "It's a heartbreaking accident, miss. If you don't mind, I'd like to compensate you with one later."

No one blamed him, because ' Sean ' did not control the flames to attack anyone; it was indeed an accident.

Of course, if the real Sean were there, he would frown. Living things have a danger instinct; no toad would willingly run into flames—unless it's being controlled...

On the stands, Vita Rosier, who had been observing coldly, finally couldn't maintain her aloof demeanor any longer.

She knew those flames all too well!

"Lord Grindelwald ..." She looked at Grindelwald beside her in surprise.

However, Grindelwald didn't move an inch, and a faint smile remained on his face.

He knew... it was Lord Grindelwald who taught Wallerup...

Vita looked at Sean on the stage, lowered her head slightly, and stopped asking questions.

Lord Grindelwald is serious. Has he tacitly agreed to that Prophecy? Moreover, Sean Wallerup holds a very high position in Lord Grindelwald's heart, and my evaluation of him must rise even higher... The female Vice Principal of Newmontgard thought silently.

The other professors, especially the former Saints, all looked at Grindelwald, just like Vita Rosier, before turning their gazes away after seeing his expression.

No wonder Lord Grindelwald told me to keep a closer eye on Sean Wallerup... I need to do more of that in the future... they all thought to themselves.

Almost everyone was in shock, and few people paid any attention to Sean's opponent.

The four huddled in a corner of the dueling arena, their magical perception and the terrifying power of the flames constantly reminding them—touching it would mean death!

Even the excited Patricia and the somewhat neurotic Ian became serious at this moment, and Minks' face was ashen.

Only Hugo, the blond chubby boy, struggled to open his eyes wide despite the scorching heat. His fat trembled with excitement, and his face was filled with fervor.

Yes, this is it!

This is the scene his grandfather once described to him!

Blue flames engulfed the entire space, turning any creature that tried to enter into ashes!

Hugo, from Paris, France, had heard this story from his grandfather more than once. The protagonist of the story was the young Grindelwald, the instigator of the great fire that swept through Paris!

Hugo would never forget the shock and fear on his grandfather's face when he told that story; even just from the words, Hugo could imagine the terrible scene from back then.

This was also his original intention in coming to Newmontgard! Just like his grandfather, what remained after fear was regret, regret that he had not followed in Grindelwald's footsteps at that time and could not glimpse the truly earth-shattering power of magic.

He, Hugo Barbarossa, came here precisely because of this captivating power!

"And... and..." he murmured to himself.

Grandpa said that the flames would eventually transform into Fire Dragon would destroy everything and devour all.

At that moment, ' Sean ' at the very center of the flames spoke, waving his wand as if he were a conductor's baton, and the blue flames danced wildly according to his will.

"I love concerts... Oh, would you like to give it a try?"

Looking at the other person's elegant smile, a sense of powerlessness rose up among them at the same time.

Is this what Mr. Grindelwald meant when he said, "You will all get what you want"?

The four, who had come together for their own purposes, focused their attention on ' Sean '.

Beneath the dueling arena, Sean walked through a passage and arrived at... well, a 'nest'?

The area was set up like a rudimentary goblin breeding ground, with many obviously fake gems scattered around.

"Sigh, I wonder what that old man will do..." Sean sighed and then sat down on a pile of hay.

He idly swung his leg, which was raised above his head, staring blankly at the rocky ceiling.

"Hmm, should I roar and breathe fire when I make my appearance later? But wait, I'm not a real Fire Dragon, why should I worry about that?"

Silence fell upon the dueling platform on the ground, while the blue flames flickered more and more intensely.

"How many?" ' Sean ' asked again with a calm expression. "Want to give it a try? Or, I can offer to take the initiative."

The flames began to dance.

"I give up." Third-year student Minks calmly raised her hand and looked at Professor Goodman.

Perseverance is indeed a commendable quality, but reckless suicide only invites ridicule, Minks has always been a wise man.

The stone on the ground twitched, and under Patricia's Transfiguration, it transformed into a raven, then crashed into the flames and evaporated.

"Wow..." Patricia also raised her hands in surrender without any hesitation. She looked at the flames with some curiosity and wanted to reach out and touch them, but her magical senses were alarming her, so she had to withdraw her restless claws.

The other two also conceded defeat. Ian blinked even faster, his gaze toward Sean growing increasingly fervent, the cards in his hand constantly changing shape.

"Sean Wallerup wins," Professor Goodman announced expressionlessly, then looked at ' Sean,' "Can you put the flames back now?"

"Fine..." After muttering reluctantly, ' Sean ' waved his wand, and the terrifying blue flames began to slowly calm down.

Little fat Hugo watched this scene with some regret, muttering to himself, "Shouldn't there be Fire Dragon...?"

Sean's wand continued to trace its path, the blue flames grew calmer, and the circle of fire shrank.

Suddenly, a smile flashed across his lips, and then he swung his wand sharply!

The blue flames rose and gathered violently, and together they formed a gigantic fire dragon that appeared on the stage!

With Sean's movement, the fire Fire Dragon crashed straight into the stands amidst everyone's horrified gazes!

Underground, Sean had transformed into the form of Hungarian Horntail. His massive body lay coiled in the nest, and a human-like expression of boredom flashed in his yellow vertical pupils.

"Ah, how boring... But after so many days of training, transforming into my Animagus form is quite easy now, and as long as I inject Obscurus magic beforehand, there won't be any pain..."

He raised his dragon claw, and on his scaled wrist was a faint mark with pointers around it.

"Ha... watches have markings too, huh? The Hungarian Horntail wearing a watch doesn't seem to have much presence..."

The enormous head, covered in slightly curled barbs, looked up.

"What's the progress at the top...?"

On the ground and in the stands, students were already screaming in alarm, but the enormous blue Fire Dragon showed no sign of stopping.

Vita Rosier's body stiffened, and she quickly looked at Grindelwald beside her, but he still maintained his smile and even shook his head with amusement.

The Fire Dragon rushed straight towards the students who had no time to dodge, but there was no pain, no burning sensation, only a slight warmth.

The students stared wide-eyed at the gradually dissipating Fire Dragon.

"This thing... is fake?" someone said incredulously.

"Is it fake...? Or is he under a spell...?"

On the dueling platform, ' Sean ' took a few deep breaths and winked mischievously at everyone.

"I was just kidding~"

Is this guy lying?! He used up all the power when he burned that toad?!

Many people showed annoyance at being tricked, but some smart people noticed ' Sean's ' current situation.

"The consumption is enormous. If it were just an illusion, it couldn't possibly consume this much; this guy's magic power is immense enough... But it could also be a hoax. That bastard Wallerup loves playing these kinds of tricks..."

Many people pondered for a long time, but still couldn't determine whether the spell ' Sean ' had just cast was truly that powerful. With that thought, they glared angrily at the young wizard on the stage.

"That liar... Does this guy ever tell the truth?!"

Underground, the Hungarian Horntail yawned widely, and sparks flew from its nostrils.

"Could that old man Grindelwald have done something strange? He never tells the truth..."

"Wallerup, you can't do that again," Professor Goodman said expressionlessly, then announced Sean's victory again.

Amidst the complex gazes of the crowd in the stands, ' Sean ' walked off, panting heavily.

"Hey, man! How did you do that?" Hugo came running over, and the others stared at him.

"Didn't anyone tell you not to pry into other people's secrets?" he said with a smile.

"Oh, sorry! But we all owe you a promise. What do you want us to do?" The group Qidian.

"Hmm," ' Sean ' pretended to think for a moment, then said, "I haven't decided yet, I'll think about it later."

He waved his hand and went straight back to rest.

The remaining four exchanged glances.

Should I cling to him?

"But if he gets angry, we can't beat him?"

"We were keeping our promise back then, weren't we?"

"That makes sense—"

Even Savannah 'Minks eyes lit up; she felt as if she understood what Professor Grindelwald meant—the power would emerge on its own.

That Sean Wallerup!

In the ensuing duel, not only the audience but even the contestants on stage were somewhat discouraged. After all, the commotion ' Sean ' had caused earlier had been too great, raising everyone's expectations.

It wasn't until the very end, with several exciting duels between upperclassmen, that everyone's attention was drawn back, and applause and cheers returned to the scene.

Finally, a seventh-grade student defeated a sixth-grade duo, and ten teams were selected.

"That was a brilliant performance," Grindelwald clapped lightly from the platform. "As everyone knows, I'm not one for empty talk. Now, the second challenge is about to begin."

"Boom..." Sean, who was taking a nap underground, was awakened by the tremors.

He rubbed his sleepy, enormous vertical pupils with his dragon claws and yawned, his eyes sparkling with embers.

"Hmm, is it my turn to perform?"

The last chapter of the year~

It's almost 2022! As a newbie author, I'd like to thank all the veteran authors for their continued support throughout 2021. I hope we can still experience the joy of writing next year, and I hope my storylines and update frequency won't disappoint you (doge).

Happy New Year everyone! May you prosper year after year! Love you all! (heart emoji)