In the hellish arena, Dumbledore, right under the dragon's nose, took away the last seriously injured Dragon Tamer and handed him over to the four referees who were treating the Dragon Tamer in a tent.
No one could have predicted things would turn out this way; the current state of the Hungarian Horntail can no longer be explained by simply going berserk.
Dumbledore returned to the field, frowning as he looked at the fire dragon in the distance that was breathing fire with abandon.
The crimson light on its scales was ominous, and the black particles floating around it even seemed to have an urge to destroy everything.
Clearly, this was a long-planned conspiracy.
Someone secretly tampered with the dragon. If it happened before it was brought to Hogwarts, it would be fine, but if it happened afterward, it's rather creepy.
Dumbledore suppressed the many thoughts in his mind, because the dragon finally noticed his presence and spewed a series of fireballs at him.
Such an attack would be deadly to other wizards, but to Dumbledore it was not even a minor problem.
He simply raised the Elder Wand and drew a circle in the air in front of him, and the fireballs, each two or three meters in diameter, froze in mid-air.
Then he gently waved the Elder Wand, and the fireballs flew back at an even faster speed.
The fire dragon was struck by its own attack. It roared and spread its pair of giant wings that could cover the entire arena. While spewing flames, it flapped them to create a fire tornado larger than itself.
But such an attack was useless. With Dumbledore magical power, the Elder Wand was like a sword that could cleave through everything in the world, easily slicing the entire fire tornado in half.
Off-field, Gerry immediately directed the last remaining camera to focus on the slowly dissipating fire tornado, bringing this visually stunning scene to the global Wizarding World via live stream.
Wizards all over the world know that Dumbledore is the strongest wizard, but no one knows exactly how strong he is.
Through the live broadcast on the projection screen, the wizards were finally able to gain a clearer understanding.
Like the Hungarian Horntail, a messenger of hell, whose fireball attacks were comparable to a catastrophe, he could easily freeze and deflect them. He could also easily neutralize fire tornadoes that were far more terrifying than natural disasters.
Dumbledore walked toward the roaring dragon.
The scalding red liquid suddenly parted, revealing a channel emitting billowing white smoke.
He walked slowly on it, his gray robe billowing in the aftershocks of the flames.
In the shadow cast by the Hungarian Horntail, whose entire body radiated a blood-red light, his figure was no different from a withered branch, equally old and equally insignificant.
The fire dragon opened its ferocious maw and spewed out a sea of scorching fire.
Amazingly, the intense heat that could melt the earth was split in two in front of Dumbledore, just as neatly as the crimson liquid that was separated on the left and right sides.
As the dragon drew closer, it suddenly stopped breathing and slammed its claws down heavily.
The terrifying power capable of crushing the Mithril Amulet's defensive magic was gently resisted by the Elder Wand, and the immense magical power that suddenly erupted from the tip of the wand caused the fire dragon to stagger backward.
"A curse..." Dumbledore murmured to himself, pointing his wand at it. The crimson liquid that had split apart on either side seemed to receive a signal and converged to form two ropes that bound it together.
No matter how much you resist, the torn rope will be restored in the blink of an eye.
Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand again, and the dragon's massive body suddenly collapsed, as if an invisible hand had pressed it down.
The ropes, Transfiguration from the crimson liquid, gradually dimmed and eventually cooled into flowing, light blue patterns, which were inlaid on the blood-red scales.
The dragon roared in resentment, its head pressed firmly against the scorched earth, its scarlet eyes wide open, glaring at Dumbledore with intense hatred.
If it could move freely, it would surely open its blood-red maw and pierce the tiny wizard with its sharp fangs.
Unfortunately, it can't do that; it's now no different from a fierce but utterly intimidating puppy.
Dumbledore lowered his wand and reached out to stroke the dragon's nose, which was emitting heavy breathing. "It must be painful. I'll lift the curse off you now."
A pale blue magical light seeped from his fingertips into the fire dragon's body, and the blood-red light emanating from its scales was gradually absorbed by the magical patterns embedded in them.
After a moment, the scarlet color in its eyes gradually faded, revealing its original dark gold irises.
Its slender vertical pupils slowly widened, and the intense resentment and bitterness gradually disappeared.
Finally, when the last trace of blood disappeared from its scales, Dumbledore's immense magical power forced a wisp of black smoke, exuding an evil and ominous aura, out of its body.
The black smoke was highly aggressive, constantly converging into sharp spikes in an attempt to pierce the light blue sphere that firmly trapped it.
"Roar—" The fire dragon's growl was much softer and sounded particularly weak.
Dumbledore cast a hypnotic spell on it, then turned to look at the bound black smoke.
At this moment, the global Wizarding World fell silent once again.
Dumbledore's overwhelming taming of the enraged dragon not only showcased a fraction of the power of the strongest wizards, but also reminded every witness of the greatness of wizards through his seemingly fragile figure.
Ancient wizards did not have wands, nor did they receive systematic magical education, and they did not even have the concept of spells.
Even so, they still defeated and even tamed countless ancient creatures, some of which were far more terrifying than fire dragons.
Ultimately, wizards became the sole rulers of the magical world.
Indeed, the greatness of wizards stems from themselves, from the blessing of magic passed down through generations in their blood.
The four referees walked out of the tent with expressions of awe, gazing at Dumbledore from afar.
The sudden berserk state of the Hungarian Horntail is clearly a deliberate conspiracy. In fact, this is not the only problematic fire dragon; the Welsh Green Dragon and the Chinese Fireball Dragon also have significant issues.
As for the true purpose of the mastermind behind the scenes...
Madame Maxime and Karkaroff looked at each other simultaneously.
Targeting Harry? Harry only took one hit from the dragon's tail and still managed to pass the level smoothly. He was also the only Champion successfully took the Golden Egg and got a high score.
The fates of the other three Champion were increasingly tragic. Draco, whose magical artifact's defenses were shattered by the berserk fire dragon and then thrown with terrifying force, was probably more seriously injured than Viktor Krum, and it was unknown whether his life was in danger.
Apart from Harry, all the Champion were injured.
All of this makes it hard not to suspect that it was all to eliminate Harry's rivals and pave the way for him to win the Triwizard Tournament.