Savage Harry, Putting Out Fires Live / Hermione Takes the Stage, Freezing the Flames

After giving Cedric Diggory a quick treatment, Harry rode Buckbeak, a hippogriff, to the stands and dispersed the students who had gathered there.

However, when he got closer, he found that the group of students had only surrounded an open space, and there was no one lying there at all.

"What's going on?" Harry looked around, frowning. "Where did the person who was just knocked down go?"

He had just witnessed his spell strike the troublemaker, and apart from the students crowding around, there was no other disturbance. How could the person have disappeared in just a few minutes?!

"The person who was knocked down... he... disappeared." A Hufflepuff student stammered from the crowd. "There were two of them, both wearing Durmstrang uniforms. One of them was struck by your spell and immediately collapsed. Then the other rushed to help him, but they both vanished quickly..."

"Disappeared?" Harry frowned upon hearing this.

"Well... he just disappeared suddenly, like he Apparition..." the student continued.

How is that possible?

Harry's first reaction was that it was impossible. You see, within Hogwarts, wizards could never Apparition unless they had House-elf or a Magical Creatures like a phoenix as an assistant.

"No, this can't possibly be a student from our school!"

At that moment, the judges, having noticed the anomaly, rushed over. Igor Karkaroff immediately spoke up to defend himself, "Mr. Granger, I assure you this is definitely not someone I brought! All of Viktor's students are standing together, none of them acting alone. Besides, the students who witnessed the incident said the other person looks to be at most a fourth-year student, while the one I brought is at least a sixth-year student!"

"But my students just saw it with their own eyes, they were wearing Durmstrang school uniforms!"

Professor Sprout, who rushed over upon hearing the news, looked extremely grim and questioned Igor Karkaroff in a very forceful tone.

Being honest doesn't mean you don't have a temper, especially since Cedric Diggory is her most valued student, a rare talent that Hufflepuff has only seen once in over a decade!

If it weren't for this riot, Cedric Diggory might have passed the test perfectly in an amazing way, instead of ending it so hastily and being seriously injured by the Dragon's breath!

"This... Mr. Granger, if you don't believe me, I can call all the students over. I guarantee, this was definitely not done by my students!" Faced with the questioning gazes of the crowd around him, Igor Karkaroff seemed unable to defend himself and could only repeatedly appeal to Harry for help.

Just as the atmosphere at the scene was becoming increasingly tense, Luna Lovegood suddenly pushed her way out of the crowd and handed Harry a wand.

"Harry, take a look at this," she whispered in Harry's ear. "Although they're wearing Durmstrang uniforms, they shouldn't be students there."

"Indeed..." After examining the wand briefly, Harry nodded to himself, acknowledging Luna Lovegood's deduction.

This wand is very similar in craftsmanship to Hermione's Holly Wand. Although the shapes are different, it is clear that it is made by the Ollivander Family.

As is well known, Durmstrang students generally use wands made by Gregorovitch. Although some people may appreciate Ollivander, its users are extremely rare, so it's not reasonable to come across one so easily.

Furthermore, the Voice of Magic emanating from this wand was strange. Unlike ordinary wands that immediately submit to Harry, it consistently conveyed a signal of both respect and fear.

So... does its owner know it, and perhaps even have a close relationship with it?

After pondering for a while, Harry put away his wand, deciding to finish the competition first.

Regardless of what the wand's owner—the one who started this trouble—was up to, Harry's primary task was to ensure the smooth running of the Triwizard Tournament, and most importantly... to ensure the safety of Hermione and the others!

"Headmaster, you and the judges can now give your scores." Harry turned to Dumbledore and the others, showing no intention of explaining further. "This whole affair is over. Now that the perpetrators have left, there's no need for us to delay the competition any longer because of them."

"Uh... Mr. Granger, do you think that's all there is to what just happened?" the old wizard Akinbad asked, frowning. "Could you explain what exactly was discovered? That way, if another disturbance occurs, we can prepare in advance."

"Mr. Akinbad, I assure you that the Triwizard Tournament will proceed as planned. Please, judges, score the contestants you just saw."

Harry didn't want to pay attention to the other person's question, and Dumbledore, noticing this, quickly stopped Akinbad from saying anything more.

"Harry is right, let's hurry up and score them." Dumbledore glanced at the wand in Harry's arms and sighed inwardly.

He knew that Harry must have figured something out, but he didn't want to tell them...

Back on the judges' panel, Dumbledore pulled out his wand and launched a dazzling '9' firework into the sky, clearly satisfied with Cedric Diggory's performance.

At the same time, Igor Karkaroff also gave it a score of 9, whether out of guilt or to curry favor with Harry, it's unclear.

Olympe Maxime and Akinbad, however, both gave him a score of 8, deducting points because of Cedric Diggory's final injury.

Of course, this is understandable, since the rules of the Triwizard Tournament do not state that a player can be exempted from point deductions if their performance is affected by an unexpected situation.

It is an indisputable fact that Cedric Diggory's final work contained flaws.

After the commotion subsided, it was Phoebe's turn to take the stage. She faced a Common Welsh Green, which was probably the easiest of the four Dragons in the match to deal with.

The Welsh Green has a very melodious call and a relatively peaceful temperament, and it almost never attacks humans unprovoked.

Furthermore, their magic resistance is relatively low, making them more susceptible to spells than other dragons.

For example, right now, this Common Welsh Green has been affected by one of Phoebe's special spells and has suddenly become drowsy in front of the entire audience.

Taking advantage of the Dragon's slumber, Phoebe decisively attacked and ran up to the Dragon, successfully stealing the Golden Egg next to Dragon!

But just as the students of Beauxbatons were about to raise their hands in celebration, something unexpected happened again.

"Hmph~"

The sleeping Dragon suddenly began to snore loudly, and a burst of fireballs shot out from its flared nostrils, instantly setting Phoebe's skirt ablaze!

Chapter 645 Ruthless Harry, Extinguishing Fires Online

Well, while the sight of a beautiful woman's skirt on fire was certainly pleasing to the eye, Phoebe's reaction really made Harry shake his head in disbelief.

The Dragon was asleep, yet it still managed to burn her clothes. How ridiculous!

Of course, her action of putting out the fire with water after her clothes caught fire certainly captivated most of the boys in the audience, but Triwizard Tournament isn't a beauty pageant.

Therefore, her final score was naturally not very high.

Aside from Olympe Maxime giving a 9 for taking care of her own student, Dumbledore and Akinbad both received 8, while Igor Karkaroff gave a 7.

"Professor Karkaroff, I think you should be more objective," Olympe Maxime said, looking at her adversary with displeasure. "I don't think Phoebe's performance was as bad as you rated it."

"I was just strictly grading according to the standards, Olympe Maxime," Igor Karkaroff argued nonchalantly. "Everyone knows that the Welsh Green is the easiest of the four Dragons to deal with, so even if she had a perfect score, I wouldn't have given her a perfect score. Besides, she made such a basic mistake, being attacked by a sleeping Dragon. Apart from her beauty, I don't think she displayed any extraordinary abilities."

"You... fine!" Olympe Maxime was clearly annoyed. "When your school's Champion take the stage next time, I will definitely score them strictly according to the scoring criteria!"

"Then you might have to give it a rather high score," Igor Karkaroff said with a sly grin. "Our Viktor is definitely an excellent wizard."

He was very confident about the upcoming match because, in his view, Viktor Krum had mastered the most effective spell against the Dragon.

Hmm... I hope his face won't hurt too much later.

"The match continues, and a new Dragon has been unveiled— the Chinese Fireball! And its opponent will be Durmstrang's Champion, Viktor Krum!"

Lee Jordan's commentary rang out again, and the game resumed. Viktor Krum ran out of the entrance tunnel and immediately launched an attack on the Chinese Fireball!

"Roar!"

The fiery red Chinese Fireball snorted angrily and immediately spat out a huge fireball at Viktor Krum, as if it were sneezing. However, Viktor Krum was much more agile than Phoebe before, and easily dodged the flame, quickly closing the distance to within range where he could cast a spell.

A streak of light shot out from the tip of Viktor Krum's wand and struck the Chinese Fireball squarely in the eye!

"Look! Viktor Krum hit the Chinese Fireball with a spell!"

Lee Jordan in the stands raised his arms and shouted, and the stadium instantly erupted in cheers, with Durmstrang students already pumping their fists and cheering.

"That's... it's the Conjunctivitis Curse! Viktor Krum's Conjunctivitis Curse affected the Dragon, and now the Chinese Fireball can't see anything! It... oh no, it's gone berserk and crushed all those eggs!!"

One second he was shouting excitedly, the next he was screaming in surprise. Lee Jordan's change in attitude perfectly illustrated the shift in the situation on the court, and also explained quite clearly why... the Conjunctivitis Curse couldn't be used against the Dragon.

Among all the Dragon used in the competition, the Chinese Fireball has the most obvious weakness because it has the largest head and the largest and most prominent eyes. Anyone would think of using the Conjunctivitis Curse to deal with it.

However, the consequences of successfully casting the spell are as follows... The blinded Chinese Fireball almost crushed all the dragon eggs in its nest, and this alone will cause Viktor Krum to lose a lot of points.

The intense pain in its eyes, coupled with the damage to the dragon egg, drove the Chinese Fireball into a complete frenzy. Its body, which was coiled in the field, began to twist violently, and it roared as it spewed out bursts of fireballs like bombs in all directions!

"Roar!!"

In an instant, the sky and the ground were all ablaze with red, as if a rain of flames had fallen.

"Viktor Krum... Viktor Krum successfully got the Golden Egg! Although the process was a bit rough, he succeeded!!"

Amidst the chaos of smoke and flames, Viktor Krum kept dodging and advancing. Although his face was scorched and blackened by the flames, he still managed to get his hands on the Golden Egg before the Chinese Fireball could crush it as well.

However, the audience was no longer in the mood to cheer for him, as they were busy dodging the enormous fireballs that might come crashing down on them.

Led by Charles Weasley, the dragon trainers had already rushed into the arena, continuously casting spells in an attempt to calm the berserk Chinese Fireball. Even the towering Hagrid brought a heavy lasso, trying to restrain the unruly dragon.

But the Chinese Fireball, now completely enraged, refused to calm down for a moment. It kept spitting fireballs at the dragon tamers and slamming its tail into the ground repeatedly, making the wizards on the scene almost lose their footing.

"This... this is bad! Albus, we have to act quickly... Albus?"

Upon seeing this, Akinbad, sitting on the judges' panel, quickly pulled out his wand, but when he turned to Dumbledore, he found the latter staring intently at the sky not far away.

"That... that is?!" Akinbad subconsciously followed the other person's gaze and then saw a scene he would never forget.

Harry was currently riding his Hippogriff, hovering silently in the sky above the Chinese Fireball. One of his hands was raised high, and in his palm was an enormous pale blue water sphere, several meters in diameter!

"Go!"

Then, Harry suddenly waved his hand, and the water ball, like the moon descending, roared towards the Dragon below!

The water ball crashed heavily into the Chinese Fireball, producing a resounding echo. However, the exploding water did not scatter; instead, it quickly coalesced into the shape of a giant dragon, easily crushing the struggling Chinese Fireball under its feet!

Those who know Harry best would immediately recognize that the water dragon Harry conjured is a perfect replica of Norberta, with every detail meticulously crafted.

"Waaah..."

At this moment, the berserk Chinese Fireball had also escaped the torment of the Conjunctivitis Curse, but what first caught its eye was a terrifying, water-colored maw!

"Roar!!!"

A roar even more ferocious than the previous one from the Chinese Fireball suddenly erupted. The Chinese Fireball was stunned by the power of this roar and immediately wilted like a frostbitten eggplant, hanging its head and no longer daring to act recklessly.

After seeing its opponent back down, the water dragon seemed quite satisfied and shook its head, eventually transforming back into a torrential downpour, drenching the Chinese Fireball completely.

"Sigh..." Although he had successfully stopped the riot, Harry couldn't help but shake his head helplessly after seeing this scene.

That's incredibly weak...

He really didn't want to admit that this Chinese Fireball came from China. Although it looked similar, it was absolutely inferior to the divine dragon of China in terms of rationality, strength, and courage!

The audience at the scene had no idea what Harry was thinking; after witnessing such a scene, all they wanted to do was cheer and express their excitement!

Chapter 646 Hermione Appears, Freezing Flames

"Harry, that's amazing!" "No wonder he's the God of War at Hogwarts!!"

The entire scene was in an uproar, with almost everyone shouting Harry's name, especially Sirius, the Weasley Brothers, and other lively individuals.

It's fair to say that, with that miraculous performance, Harry has completely stolen the spotlight from the three Champion who are competing!

The power he displayed far surpassed that of Cedric Diggory and the others, and might even have surpassed most of the professors... Didn't you see that the judges in the stands were already dumbfounded?

Apart from Dumbledore, the other three were witnessing Harry's power for the first time, especially Akinbad, who had only heard snippets of Harry's abilities before.

But today he realized that what Dumbledore had told him was not just empty talk, but rather that he had held back some things!

At only fourteen years old, he was already able to cast magic of that level and even subdue a ferocious Dragon single-handedly. No wonder the students called him the 'God of War'.

Uh... that's actually a misinterpretation by Akinbad.

The reason Harry is called the 'Hogwarts God of War' is rather unusual.

"Alright, everyone, please be quiet!" After a brief commotion, Dumbledore used the Amplifying Charm to bring the crowd back to attention. "We'll continue scoring the Champion."

He regained control of the process and gave Viktor Krum a score of 8 that was neither offensive nor offensive.

After him, Igor Karkaroff gave a score of 9 with a blank expression, while Akinbad only gave it a score of 7.

Admittedly, Viktor Krum is more proactive and brave than Phoebe, but who made him break several Dragon Eggs?

Therefore, the lesson we learned from this match is that we must not act impulsively when faced with problems.

This match also taught people another lesson: never offend a woman.

4 points... That was the final score Olympe Maxime gave.

"Points will be deducted for causing a disturbance, points will be deducted for being burned, points will be deducted for every dragon egg broken... Professor Karkaroff, I'm strictly enforcing the competition's scoring criteria as well."

Faced with Igor Karkaroff's angry gaze, Olympe Maxime said this.

While the judges were scheming and plotting, the Chinese Fireball, which had just lost a nest of dragon eggs, had been dragged away by the dragon trainers. In its place was the most dangerous and terrifying dragon of the competition—at least from the audience's perspective.