The Good Stuff

An ambiguous yellow hue painted the entire sky.

The setting sun kisses the slanting rays of the setting sun.

It all felt like a dream.

Mr. Weasley announced the end of the match.

The stone platforms that formed the racetrack, hidden in the white clouds, came to life again and slowly disappeared into the horizon.

The structure above their heads was also the one where hostages had been placed before.

They returned to where they came from.

A loud, sharp whistle rang out from the Forbidden Forest.

After greeting their respective Champion, the fire dragons flapped their wings and flew into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

The spiral staircase behind the stands also disappeared into the air.

This left Harry, who wanted to experience riding it up and down, somewhat disappointed.

Ginny complained even more bitterly, "This is not fair!"

As a hostage, I didn't see anything!

The game was over the moment I opened my eyes!

In the end, not even a siege ladder could be seen.

Then, the Quidditch Pitch moved again.

Move towards the greenhouse, the arched bridge, and the Black Lake.

It moved back to its original position in the sky.

Finally, it slowly descended and returned to the ground.

Harry and his friends followed the crowd back towards the castle.

This struck him as odd.

It was as if they weren't having Triwizard Tournament at all.

It was the aftermath of a regular Quidditch Match.

The only difference is that there might be a bit more people.

When they reached the Black Lake, Draco, Ron, Neville, and the others came to greet them.

"Is what Harry Ron said true?"

"That talisman only connects to vision?" Draco asked impatiently as he approached.

"That's true. The changes in my eyes, and in my physical condition, are all exceptional cases." Seeing that Draco was still somewhat skeptical,

Harry added, "Ryan said it's because I have a contract with the Pluto, the closest ancient Nether Dragon to Ancient Dragon."

In addition to its already extraordinary magic.

"I see."

"Oh."

"When did Ryan tell you that?"

We parted ways at Hagrid's place after lunch.

Then you just disappeared. Until the match started. Seeing that Ginny, Neville, and Ron all looked completely unconvinced,

Draco knew that Ryan was very powerful, but he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

However, he didn't show it.

Because Harry seems to have a good relationship with that Ryan.

Harry is also more knowledgeable about the magical realm than he is.

If Harry believes it, then it must be true.

He was just a little curious, "Does that Ryan know about the Nether Dragon?"

"Of course. I learned a lot from him about magic, more than from Dumbledore." Harry nodded without hesitation.

Then he looked around and said, "I have some good stuff here, Draco, do you want to take a look?"

It will definitely give you a shock.

"Just kidding, I'm super brave, okay?"

"You're brave. Come on, this way." With that, Harry led Draco to a corner near the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Ginny, Neville, and Ron, who were standing nearby, were very curious.

However, Harry specifically mentioned Draco in his words.

Rather than interrupting, they preferred to focus on watching the drama unfold.

He didn't say a word.

Draco, meanwhile, asked as they walked, "Something good?"

He glanced in the direction they were heading. "The Forbidden Forest? Could it be a fire dragon?"

"A fire dragon? Even more exciting than a fire dragon."

"Could it be Nether Dragon?" Harry just smiled mysteriously. "Come on, come and see for yourself."

"What is it? It's so mysterious." Ron couldn't help but ask as they reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest, behind the lush bushes.

In particular, Harry took off his black uniform, revealing his Hogwarts robes underneath.

Then suddenly he faced them, his legs slightly bent, his fists clenched, and his eyes half-closed.

"Yeah!" Harry didn't answer, but instead let out a low growl.

His whole body was convulsing, and sweat began to seep out from all parts of his body.

Black scales mysteriously appeared on the surface of his skin.

Meanwhile, sharp spikes slowly grew from Harry's slightly hunched back, piercing through the surface muscles and growing out gradually.

Then came a nearly 7-foot-long black dragon tail, like a steel whip.

Sizzle!

Two black wings covered in bronze spikes suddenly emerged from Harry's back.

The tips of each of his fingers also became sharp, like miniature versions of dragon claws.

His eyes also transformed into golden vertical pupils.

All of this happened in an instant.

Draco and the others didn't even have time to be surprised.

The Harry before me, judging from its scales, spikes, and wings, resembled a smaller Hungarian Horntail.

They even suspected that Harry might suddenly breathe fire that was 50 feet long.

"I can even fly now," Harry said casually.

His voice is now deep and resonant, filled with a strong sense of mixing.

It's like taking the roar of a dragon and cutting it out, then mixing it with Harry's natural voice.

However, Draco and his companions paid no attention to the sound.

Because, as Harry said.

He is now flapping his wings, flying in mid-air.

It even nimbly rotated 360 degrees in mid-air.

"Can you change back?" Ginny's voice trembled slightly.

As she said this, she was already thinking about how to cast Protective Charm on herself.

To prevent being pricked by Harry's spikes during intimate moments.

Meanwhile, the three boys next to him kept saying how cool it was!

Draco: "Is this the power of that spell? If only I could—"

Neville: "Will that make you stronger? Let's find some time to have another intense physical encounter!"

As for Ron at the end.

His ideas are always unconventional and unique.

"Harry, weren't your wings from the competition right here?"

Ron gestured towards his armpit, the area between his arm and waist.

"Why has the location changed again?"

Faced with everyone's questions.

Especially Ginny's concerns, and Ron's question that left him speechless.

Harry pursed his lips, folded his wings, and landed lightly on the ground.

Then, just like during a transformation, the scales, wings, tail, and vertical pupils—all features of a dragon—vanished in the blink of an eye.

What appeared before everyone was Harry, who had returned to human form, his robes riddled with holes, revealing his bare skin.

"Reparo." Harry looked at his robes, and as if time had reversed, all the tears disappeared.

Ginny pounced on her.

She clung to Harry.

"Thank goodness! You can turn back!" Ginny clung to Harry for a while before she calmed down and got off him.

Ron, who had been holding back for a while, quickly asked, "You still haven't explained why the wings grow onto your back?"

Harry couldn't help but roll his eyes.

But when he thought about how Ron was willing to wait for Ginny to calm down, he stopped complaining.

Instead, he directly answered Ron's question, "This Transfiguration of mine... I'll call it Dragonification for now."

I can change these features that belong to Norwegian Ridgeback at will.

To give you an example, I could even make eyes grow on the soles of my feet.

They can also be temporarily simulated using magic.