These Three Levels Are Quite Easy

Upon discovering the Swedish Short-Snout, Kyle immediately abandoned his plan to hide temporarily. He abruptly turned his broom around, circled in the air, and came directly above the Dragon.

A burst of dragonfire shot towards them, but Kyle dodged it in time.

"Hey, calm down." He flew to the Dragon's head to make sure the dragon could see him.

"We've met before, remember?"

"Thinking back, I treated your wounds back then, and you insisted we were meddling..."

The roar of the Swedish Short-Snout abruptly ceased, and its yellow vertical pupil, which was facing Kyle, slightly turned its direction, as if it were sizing him up.

Then, the second ball of dragon flame in its mouth gradually died down, and finally turned into two flames that spewed out from its nostrils.

"It seems you still remember," Kyle said, his tense body relaxing slightly. Thankfully, he hadn't mistaken the dragon.

"How's your injury healing... It's so nice to see you again. If you have any scrapes or bumps, I can help you with that."

As he spoke, Kyle manipulated the Firebolt and positioned himself to the left front of the Dragon.

He maintained a slight distance, but not too far, so from the audience's perspective, it looked as if he were engaged in a thrilling chase with Dragon.

Anyway, the gasps from the stands were quite loud.

The short-nosed dragon snorted again, letting out a low growl. It slowed down, seemingly bored and wanting to return to the cliff.

"Don't rush back yet!" Kyle said immediately.

The orange-yellow pupils looked over.

"Don't get me wrong," Kyle explained, "I just have something else I'd like to ask you for help with, it's very small..."

The short-nosed dragon showed a hint of impatience, but it didn't think about going back. Instead, it continued to flap its wings and follow behind Kyle.

"You probably haven't noticed yet..." Kyle continued, "Someone has mixed something else into your Fire Ash Stone. How about I pick it out for you?"

The short-nosed dragon looked over warily and let out a roar.

A ball of flame grazed the tail of the Firebolt as it flew past... Tenacious screams erupted from the stands.

"Don't be nervous, I didn't mean to take your treasure," Kyle hurriedly explained. "It's just a few pieces, and I can assure you, they're definitely not Fire Ash Stone..."

The man and the dragon continued talking and flying, even leaving the stadium, before turning back after circling the castle.

However, the audience was surprised to find that the Dragon seemed to have tripped over the castle's spire.

"The distance has been widened!"

From the stands, Fred shouted excitedly. Through the Omnioculars, he could clearly see Kyle flying at full speed towards the cliff. "The Dragon is at least fifty feet away from him. He has a chance to get those stones!"

"No, that's too risky!" Cedric said nervously. "Don't forget there's a dragon there, and it's the most dangerous Hungarian Horntail!"

"But Kyle is already gone!" George said, his eyes glued to the Omnioculars.

He saw Kyle rush towards the cliff without hesitation... Then, the tree peak stood up and spewed out a ball of fire, but Kyle nimbly dodged it.

"Beautiful!" George couldn't help but exclaim.

As the Firebolt sped faster and faster, the audience's hearts began to pound.

Finally, the Firebolt flew over the cliff... Kyle gripped the broom handle with one hand, while his other hand swiftly reached down, seemingly scooping something up from the ground.

Then he turned to the other side.

In that brief pause, the Dragon was already only a few feet away from Kyle...

"Run!" In the stands, Kanna couldn't help but stand up, wanting to warn Kyle.

However, before she could finish speaking, she was drowned out by a deafening scream.

People were shouting, screaming, clapping, and cheering.

Sometime later, Kyle had left the court and appeared on the other side of the stands, where the referees were.

In his hand, three red stones were Winky.

"What a bold idea!" Bagman shouted. "He showed extraordinary courage... Ah, yes, he succeeded... It's incredible that our youngest Champion has passed all the checkpoints in such a short time."

Kyle looked up and saw Dumbledore smiling at him. Karkaroff and Olympe Maxime beside him were also smiling, but they looked noticeably forced.

After leaving the arena, the surrounding noise suddenly became much louder, and the clamor of the crowd kept pounding on his eardrums.

"That was fantastic!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed as Kyle stepped off the Firebolt.

She jogged over to Kyle's side. "Before the judges score, you need to find Madam Pomfrey, she's over there..."

Professor McGonagall pointed to the changing room on the other side of the corridor, Kyle noticed that her hands were still trembling slightly.

"You did it, Kyle," Hagrid said in a hoarse voice. "You single-handedly took on two Dragon, while the other two don't even know what the third challenge is yet..."

"Thank you, Hagrid!" Kyle shouted, interrupting him.

Karkaroff and Olympe Maxime were right there, and their faces were already quite grim.

"Professor, may I go see Madam Pomfrey later?" Kyle turned to Professor McGonagall and said, "I want to watch the game."

"I understand, but it won't work..." Professor McGonagall insisted.

"Oh well."

Kyle could only walk off the court, where he saw Madam Pomfrey standing at the entrance to the second locker room, looking very anxious.

"Kneazle, Bludger, Dragon!" she said with a tone of disgust, pulling Kyle into the locker room. It was divided into several small cubicles, looking exactly like the Hospital Wing.

Madam Pomfrey carefully examined Kyle's back, fuming as she continued, "What were they thinking, letting so many dangerous things into the school at the same time? You're lucky, your clothes were just torn, you weren't hurt... Here, drink this."

She took out a bottle of smoking blue Potions.

Relaxation potions can relieve tension and are one of the most popular Potions before exams.

However, Kyle felt he didn't need this thing. Although he didn't know what Krum and Phoebe thought, the three trials were quite easy for him... He only used one Summoning Charm from beginning to end.

However, Madam Pomfrey thought differently. She watched as Kyle finished the Potions before quickly leaving the cubicle.

Kyle waited a while, and once he was sure Madam Pomfrey was far away, he stood up to check the situation outside.

But before he even reached the door, a group of people rushed in.

"You're the first one to clear the game! The very first one!" Kanna exclaimed excitedly. "You're amazing!"

"You're absolutely right," Fred squeezed in from outside. "I'm sure your rating is the highest."

"How's the situation now?" Kyle asked curiously.

"Not so good," Cedric said. "Krum was really tormented by the Kneazle. He used a spell to make his skin incredibly tough, and that's how he barely made it through the first hurdle."

"And then there's Delacour, she's trapped on the circular platform in the second level, trying to destroy all the Bludger."

"If you ask me, your Summoning Charm was absolutely amazing. Delacour never thought of that."

Even if I figured it out, it wouldn't matter.

Fred chuckled and said, "First, she'd need a Firebolt..."