Under a Minute
"Wow! So all our magic will cause clothes to rip off?"
"Beauxbatons— "
"Get off the field now! Potter!"
"We want to see the Champion of Beauxbatons!"
We don't need you!
The first thing that came out when Harry's clothes were torn off was this sound.
However, they forgot that this was a live broadcast.
At Ryan's behest, nearly half of the hundreds of Golden Snitch flying overhead focused their cameras on the students jumping around.
They even gave it a close-up.
Under the influence of some unknown magic, their parents happened to be sitting next to the television and saw the scene.
And they've already started thinking about what kind of curses are suitable to be used on children.
Some have even started considering using Fertility Potion to create a new character.
However, not everyone on the field is a pervert.
And then there are those who, for example, have girlfriends.
"Angie! Don't look!"
"Couldn't the judging panel have given Harry Potter a new outfit?"
"This is indecent!"
Those sitting next to their girlfriends covered their eyes.
Ron and Draco were among them.
Neville even quickly turned Hannah, with whom he was still in a flirtatious phase, around.
However, for most witches...
This is truly a beautiful sight.
Think about it, the characters you've heard stories about since you were a child, who are not bad-looking, appear in front of you shirtless.
What would you think?
The answer, of course, is to gladly accept!
"Slurp x100!"
"Is Harry Potter really that big?"
"I wish I were Ginny!"
"Weasley is still a second-grader! Let me do it!"
Ginny, the extraordinary woman in the original timeline who thought she could get Harry's attention by having many boyfriends and being affectionate with Harry, was someone Harry could date.
She was confronted with her boyfriend's exposed skin.
She simply raised an eyebrow and quietly admired it.
His eyes were full of pride.
The only time she showed embarrassment was when she apologized to her classmates, saying, "That—that was a lie."
I said Harry has Norwegian Ridgeback tattooed on his chest.
While he was making a ruckus on stage because of Harry, all he could see was the Hungarian Horntail.
It crouched low, its wings half-folded, poised to pounce.
Those vicious yellow eyes were fixed on Harry.
This is an enormous, scale-covered lizard-like reptile.
It violently twisted its spiky tail, leaving a cratered trail several meters long on the hard ground.
Faced with this scene, he simply read softly, "2 minutes 49 seconds. 32 seconds. Start."
Boom!
A large crater had suddenly appeared in the ground where Harry had just been standing.
The marks left by Harry's feet when he sprinted.
Large pits kept appearing.
His power was completely transformed into speed, coupled with the green storm-like wings beneath his ribs.
The people on the stage had even lost track of Harry.
The only sounds were the earthquake-like roar and the whooshing sound of Harry moving.
The Norwegian Ridgeback opposite was stunned by this terrifying scene.
It took it a few seconds to come to its senses.
However, Harry was already in front of it at that moment.
The spikes on its proud tail became Harry's best foothold.
He reached out and grasped the point where the spikes and scales made contact.
Call!
Fifty feet of flame spewed from its mouth.
However, before it could focus, it lost gravity.
"Goblin's Disembarkation Technique - Going in Circles!"
The method of throwing Goblin that Fred and George taught him at the Weasley family is now being used by Harry on this Hungarian Horntail.
(Fred and George: "That's what we taught him!")
He gripped the junction of the sharp spikes and scales with one hand and the tip of his tail with the other.
He started spinning around in place.
The fire dragon also danced in his hands.
The flames formed a ring of fire in mid-air.
Boom!
Harry did not choose to fling the dragon away.
Instead, he raised his hands high and then threw it heavily to the ground.
Dust and sand flew everywhere on the hard ground.
The students in the front row of the stands all got their mouths full of dust.
Some of the unlucky ones were even hit on the head by flying stones, which made them stand out.
It's a pity this isn't a fantasy novel, otherwise he would be considered to have the bearing of an emperor.
The five referees, seated in their gold-tasseled seats, also gasped in surprise.
After the smoke and dust cleared.
Two dents, each 30 feet long, appeared.
The one under Harry's feet was spiral-shaped, while the one under the dragon's feet was irregularly shaped, nearly elliptical.
Most of the bronze spikes on the black scales of the Hungarian Horntail were smashed off.
Despite the intense impact, it still shook its head and wobbled to its feet.
Just as Harry was about to step forward again, Hagrid rushed over from the entrance of the arena.
"Harry! The child has already given up." Harry looked at it.
After it stood up, it lowered its large, Zhengling head again.
Then it rubbed against Hagrid like a puppy seeing its owner.
The dragon tamers rushed over as well.
They surrounded the fire dragon.
They conjured up white bandages, each as thick as a wrist, and wrapped it up.
Then the dragon tamers directed it with their wands, and it floated towards the area enclosed by thick wooden planks.
"Alright, Potter, although you—" Professor McGonagall, who had rushed over, looked Harry up and down, "You should go to the first aid tent right away."
"Wait," Harry suddenly sat down cross-legged, "It's time."
With a burst of heat, Harry's muscles shrank instantly.
The prominent, muscular physique of Neville has been replaced by a more streamlined one.
"Now it's all right." He stood up and walked out of the venue.
All that remained were gasps of astonishment.
Then he saw Madam Pomfrey standing at the entrance to the second tent, looking very anxious.
"Dragon!" she said with disgust, pulling Harry inside.
The tent was divided into several small compartments, but clearly, he was the only one in the tent at the moment.
Madam Pomfrey examined Harry's body closely, then her anger turned to surprise. "It's unbelievable that the only thing you're injured about is your robe."
Okay, you can go check your score now.
As soon as he stepped out of the tent, he saw Ginny running towards him.
The person clung to him like a koala.
After a brief moment of tenderness, Harry put on the robes Ginny had brought, and together they walked through the audience passage to the stands.
In the stands, Mr. Weasley stood up. "Unbelievable!"
Our youngest Champion defeated the strongest Hungarian Horntail in less than a minute!
He raised his wand into the air.
A long, silver ribbon-like thing shot out from the wand, twisting and forming a large "10".
Next up was Dumbledore, who spat out a "10" into the air.
Then came Madame Maxime, who gave it a score of 9.
The audience booed.
Madame Vokanova - 8 points.
The boos grew louder.
At that moment, Karkaroff raised his wand.
He paused for a moment, then a number shot out of his wand—"7".