Power Is Victory?

November went by quickly.

Harry felt like he was in a dream.

When I wake up,

The date then came to the 24th.

That is, the start time of the individual competition.

Today is Wednesday, and they were lucky enough not to have classes this morning.

In addition, there was free time in the afternoon due to the competition.

He should be happy.

However, for Harry, the match was in the afternoon.

He felt as if the competition was a knife already at his throat.

This made him extremely distracted.

He made a huge blunder while getting dressed—he put his hat on his feet like a sock.

"Luckily, no one saw it." Harry glanced at Ron beside him.

Still fast asleep.

The same goes for everyone else.

However, Harry was quite skeptical about whether what Ryan saw was true.

Perhaps Ryan, who is fast asleep in his eyes, is holding a steaming cup of black tea, watching him make a fool of himself.

With that thought in mind, Harry took out the mirror and stuck his finger inside.

After receiving a response, he hurriedly went to the lounge.

That was his and Ginny's secret.

When he wanted to get rid of Ron.

He would then take out a mirror, using the Mirror World as a transit point, and poke Ginny's stomach.

If Ginny takes his hand, it means she's ready.

To prevent Ron's almost Prophecy intuition, which could be described as a search for Harry.

The venue they had arranged in advance kept changing.

The location chosen last time was the lounge.

Ten minutes later, Ginny came out.

He then led her to the outdoor area.

We walked for a long time along the lakeshore, which was quite far from the redwoods of Castelobruxo and Durmstrang Ship.

He shared all his concerns.

That means not summoning Nether Dragon.

To deal with dragons, these large and Care of Magical Creatures.

He had no other options.

He can only defeat it, not subdue it.

Moreover, those three group spells enhance strength, speed, and resilience.

Even though his body had been modified, he was only stronger than an ordinary wizard.

The methods of blood transfusion and heart forging in "The Forging of a Mighty Heart" are primarily aimed at extending lifespan.

Modifying physical strength is not the primary objective.

Even with the enhancement of group magic, it would probably still fall short compared to a dragon.

He also didn't replace the blessing with a magical power amplification in the Furnace Core, as was done in the team competition.

If he had the Furnace Core, he would be confident in subduing the dragon.

Rather than defeating them single-handedly.

Ginny was shocked to hear about Harry's troubles.

It's not because Harry Potter, the Voldemort hero, Potter's nemesis, and the Chosen One, would worry about the game.

Instead, it made her think, "That's it?"

"Harry, do you mean that even without summoning Nether Dragon and without the aid of War Magic, you are confident that you can defeat a dragon single-handedly?"

You should know that even Charlie couldn't do that.

Not to mention the other three Champion.

Moreover, your physical body is stronger than the other three.

They are not Werewolf Wizard.

With the aid of War Magic, you are probably even stronger.

Furthermore, your so-called conclusion about subduing dragons is merely a backwards conclusion drawn from the Second Task —treating dragons as mounts.

You need to consider the level of the other students.

I think defeating them is more reasonable than subduing them.

"Then the Second Task." Harry was already starting to believe it.

His previous worries were simply due to his own limited perspective.

"Harry, didn't you mention this in the parchment you gave me before?"

Dragons are extremely difficult to kill because their thick skin is infused with Ancient Magic, which can only be penetrated by the most powerful spells. Do not consider using Switching Spell to deal with them.

Not much can penetrate Dragon Hide.

Methods like converting its fangs into something like taffy to make it less dangerous are unreliable.

Furthermore, even Professor McGonagall couldn't Transfiguration such a massive object unless she cast a spell on herself to increase her power.

That's the key point.

Increase strength.

Think about it, those three War Magic, and the ideas mentioned in the parchment—they all suggest that the plan for this match was for the Champion and the dragons to fight hand-to-hand.

"So you say that?"

"Yes, maybe we can fight dragons hand-to-hand and defeat them."

That is the secret to subduing the dragon.

No one had been able to do this before.

Even with spells to increase power, it's still far from being as powerful as a dragon.

But now it has the added benefit of War Magic.

"Now I understand."

The competition is about who has the greater strength.

If the students from your own school aren't up to par—meaning their magic isn't strong enough.

That would mean falling behind in the game.

Adding strength to oneself is another weight on the scales of victory.

However, I have read related books.

This content is for seventh-grade students.

And it's only theoretical. There's no requirement to actually put it into practice.

"Percy!" Ginny suddenly shouted.

"You mean Percy knows this?"

"He doesn't have class this morning either?" Ginny nodded upon hearing this.

But this did not make Harry overjoyed; instead, it made him frown.

He glanced at his watch; the hour and minute hands were pointing to the numbers 7 and 6, respectively.

"There are still six and a half hours until 2 p. m.

Can I really finish it in such a short time?

This involves the most advanced realm of Transfiguration— the Human Transfiguration.

You can definitely do it.

Even if you really can't do it.

But it's not a loss.

Your body has been magically modified.

Even if other Champion also mastered this point.

They might not be able to catch up with you either.

Moreover, they only knew that the competition involved dragons, but the main focus was on hand-to-hand combat, which they had no idea about.

Then Ginny dragged him to Percy.

Percy was leisurely sipping his oatmeal in the Great Hall.

Suddenly, I was pulled away and taken to an empty classroom on the second floor.

Time flew by and it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

There is one hour left before the match begins.

Ryan led Hermione and Luna to a clearing outside the castle, at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Even as they got closer, Hermione kept chattering, "I can't believe they didn't choose the Quidditch Pitch for this match."

It's so perfect.

Unlike this one—"

That was a tent.

The area outside was already surrounded by students.

"I think it does have its advantages, such as excellent sound insulation," Ryan said mysteriously.

"Ryan is saying he already knows the details of the competition," Luna said casually as she leaned closer.

Hermione shrank back.

She was still not used to Luna's sudden approach.

And it was because of Luna and her Kneazle Pell that her Crookshanks had to be kept in her dorm room.

"So, the obstacles in the competition are really Care of Magical Creatures?"

Those guys guessed right?

"Are they inside the tent?" Hermione, who was in a bad mood, asked Ryan in a row.

The first two are.

But the last one is wrong.

They were behind the tent, in a clearing in the middle of the woods.