Rise in Adversity

Karkaroff's actions undoubtedly shifted the resentment of others from Madame Vokanova to him.

This has also drawn dissatisfaction from many people.

Ginny, standing next to Harry, was so angry she almost jumped up. "What? 7 points? Harry took down the most powerful dragon so quickly! And even showed off his body!"

From the stands, Ron: "You nasty, biased bastard!"

Draco even started repeating his catchphrase, which he hadn't given up until first grade. "I want my dad to..."

Inside the Leaky Cauldron, old Tom threw his glass to the ground.

He angrily raised his fist, spewing out indescribable profanities.

Other customers in the bar also joined in.

In the Burrow, Mrs. Weasley stormed toward the fireplace, her wand clutched tightly in her hand.

The wizards of Atlantis began asking each other for details about Karkaroff.

They appear rational and, under the Magical Contract here, cannot harm each other.

However, they still dare to cast some profound but non-lethal curses when dealing with outsiders.

Some of the quicker ones were even repeating Karkaroff's full name repeatedly, cursing him.

However, not all wizards thought Karkaroff's score was low.

Having not been taught a lesson for a while, Zacharias became a rational commentator, saying, "Harry Potter's fighting style is too crude and not wizarding at all!"

Moreover, the reason he is so powerful is because of the group magic we gave him.

In my opinion, even if it were me, I could handle it.

Karkaroff—

Before he could finish speaking, Dudley him down.

However, Ryan found Karkaroff's low score understandable.

There's a saying, "The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is."

Karkaroff was to Grindelwald what the eunuch was.

He led his students in a form of passive-aggressive bullying against his former star pupil, Krum, because Krum openly opposed Grindelwald.

This time, he deliberately gave Harry a low score because Harry was Dumbledore's favorite.

To him, Harry was like his own princess's lover.

As the Emperor's loyal servant, it was perfectly normal for him to trip up Harry a little when he couldn't target Harry directly.

The ground has been completely repaired using magic.

The second whistle rang out from Mr. Weasley sat in the judges' seat adorned with gold tassels.

Durmstrang's students also began chanting incantations.

The gate to the area, enclosed by thick wooden planks, opened, and another black dragon slowly crawled out.

However, it is about one-third smaller than the previous one.

Its eyes are purple, and its back is covered with razor-sharp ridges.

Its tail is a sharp arrowhead, and its wings are like those of a bat.

Next came Krum, and three beams of light, dimmer than before, descended upon him like shooting stars.

It was clear that the group magic cast by Durmstrang's students was much weaker.

This can be seen from the fact that Krum's eyes are not entirely white, crescent-shaped, and covered by an illusory purple halo above his head, as well as the pale green wind wings.

Students from other schools on stage expressed their indignation at this.

"This is murder!"

"Stop this unfair match immediately!"

"Krum! My hero, he's still so calm and composed!"

"It must be Karkaroff! Arthur Weasley, get him thrown in Azkaban!"

A deafening clamor erupted from the audience; whether the noise was friendly or malicious, Krum had no idea, nor did he care anymore.

He simply raised his wand towards the sky, cleared his mind of all distractions, and focused his thoughts completely and absolutely on that thing, "Nimbus 2001, Accio!"

That's right, it's not Firebolt.

It was the Nimbus 2001 that he used in the competition.

He knew that it would come as long as he called.

Then he heard something whooshing through the air behind him.

He turned around and saw his Nimbus 2001 Accio rapidly toward him, bypassing the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

It flew into the field and suddenly stopped in mid-air beside him, waiting for him to step onto it.

The voices from the crowd grew louder.

The fire dragon slowly crawled towards him.

However, he didn't care at all.

It was all he could see.

The crescent moon in his eyes disappeared, the halo above his head shattered, and the wind wings under his ribs dissipated.

(Gas of surprise erupted from the crowd.)

Except for Karkaroff and Dumbledore, all the referees stood up.

But Dumbledore stopped the decision to stop the game.

They were all focused on it.

His only lover

The best partner.

He lifted his leg, straddled the flying broom, pushed off the ground, and soared into the air.

A surge of heat emanated from the broom beneath him.

He now seems to have become one with the broom.

Wherever he wants to be, it will take him there without any other manipulation.

He spiraled upwards at lightning speed, becoming a blur.

Terrifying sonic booms were generated wherever he passed.

This far exceeds the speed of Firebolt.

However, his body and the broom were completely unharmed.

At such extreme speeds, he lost his sight of the outside world.

All that can be seen are colorful afterimages.

However, he was not alarmed.

He abandoned not only the ground, but also his fear.

He returned to the place where he felt right at home.

This is just another Quidditch Match, nothing more.

The fire dragon below was no longer a threat to him.

He only needs to fly lightly over its head.

Bang bang bang!

With a thought, he pierced through the air and appeared ten feet above the fire dragon's head.

Then fly.

Rumble!

The fire dragon fell to the ground.

His head drooped limply.

The purple pupils dilated.

Krum hovered not far away, panting heavily, with a long, narrow crater created by the sonic boom beneath him.

"My God, he can fly!" Arthur Weasley exclaimed—the audience gasped and gasped, "Did you see that, Mr. Karkaroff?"

Karkaroff pursed his lips unhappily.

The students in Durmstrang all lowered their heads.

It stood in stark contrast to the surrounding noise.

Hagrid ran out again, "Alright, alright, the match is over. Erl (the name of the Hebridean Black Dragon) has conceded defeat!"

The Dragon Tamer rushed over. "Good heavens! All the injured ones in the competition are dragons!"

Finally, the dragon's head was wrapped in bandages, and it was moved to the area enclosed by wooden planks.

"Krum doesn't fight hand-to-hand!"

It's just flying!

How could I not have thought of that!

"No, I don't know how to transfer the blessing to the broom!" Harry exclaimed.

"However, he wasn't as fast as you; it took him almost two minutes to summon the broom."

"The fire dragon was almost up to him," Ginny added from the side.

The spectators in the stands all turned to look at the referee team.

Madame Maxime – 9 points!

Dumbledore – 10/10!

Arthur Weasley – 10/10!

Madame Vokanova – 7 points!

However, this time no one booed.

They all looked at Karkaroff.

I want to see how he grades this student he dislikes so much that he'd want to kill him.

Karkaroff raised his wand and spat out the number "3".