A Racy Competition

As Chimera said, the dragon-derived power within Harry is becoming more active than ever before.

A feeling of inexplicable offense welled up from my blood, bone marrow, and nerve endings.

A piercing, clanging dragon roar, seemingly with a metallic sound, also suddenly rang out as if from beside his ear.

Harry, fighting back his excitement, said, "You have to understand, this is just a game."

My task is not to defeat you, but to get out of the maze as quickly as possible.

Since you know Hagrid, you should understand that he must have his reasons for letting you appear here (outside the maze, Hagrid's face was covered in tears).

You will never use your full strength; you will only try to prevent the Champion from leaving.

Therefore, magic is enough for me to escape from you.

Chimera smiled, revealing three rows of teeth. "You're really smart."

It's a pity you're a wizard.

I can't enjoy your brilliant mind.

This was originally a favorite of our race.

And I promised Hagrid I wouldn't eat humans.

This is unacceptable for the great Chimera (who claims to be).

Chimera glanced regretfully at Harry's head, sighed, and continued, "But this time you really guessed wrong."

Or rather, that's how it was originally supposed to be.

I was originally assigned to the southeast of the maze and was required to stay there, where I could use the spikes on my tail to subdue any approaching Champion.

I cannot leave.

But a force pulled me here (Dumbledore's eyes widened, and after saying goodbye to Ron, he disappeared from the spot).

Besides, you're not one of those physically weak wizards.

You are a dragon.

The Ancient Dragon, a top predator that only exists in the fragments of my inherited memories and is now extinct.

I can't let this opportunity slip by.

As soon as he finished speaking, a crimson shadow appeared, accompanied by swirling dust.

That was the left arm of the Manticore.

It came at Harry and then slammed heavily to the ground.

However, what was emitted was the sound of metal clashing.

When the dust settled, Harry reappeared in the same spot.

His uniform was thrown aside, and his right arm broke through the robe, revealing black, spiked scales that had blocked the heavy blow.

The ground cracked, creating a depression about ten feet in diameter.

Then he raised his right arm slightly.

The Manticore felt a powerful force coming from its left claw.

His entire body almost fell backward, only managing to stay upright by touching the ground with his scorpion tail.

Harry jumped aside.

Tear!

The sound of a robe being torn rang out.

A nearly seven-foot-long black dragon tail, resembling a steel whip, and two black wings covered in bronze spikes emerged from Harry's body.

He raised his head, and his once handsome face was now covered in scales.

His eyes also transformed into golden vertical pupils.

"Hmph!" The Manticore swung its right claw.

Its right paw reached the obstacle at Harry's location—a 20-foot-high hedge—which was sliced in two as if it were tofu, and then collapsed with a crash.

Then, without slowing down, it swept past the afterimage left by Harry in place.

Harry flapped his wings and flew into the air.

The stands immediately erupted in cheers.

Harry, in his current form, is actually a fire dragon in addition to his human form.

"Oh, so you've launched an attack on me?" Harry's voice, which sounded like a dragon's roar mixed with his original voice, rang out.

His golden eyes were filled with a cold, wild rage, as if he wanted to devour anyone who might harm him.

Even the Manticore couldn't help but take a step back.

He felt as if he had been insulted.

The originally magnetic male voice disappeared, replaced by a sound like a mixture of flutes and trumpets, "Who do you think you are! I am a noble chimera!"

"Don't try to show off in front of me, you remnants of the old regime!"

The black scorpion's tail trembled slightly, and countless fine, hair-like stingers shot towards Harry in mid-air.

Boom! Red dragon fire erupted from Harry's mouth.

After a series of crackling sounds, Harry reappeared unharmed in the same spot.

"A beast is a beast."

Can you move aside?

Staying in this position for too long will make me feel unlike myself.

If you insist, I can't guarantee you'll emerge unscathed from my clutches.

"Stop pretending," roared the Manticore. "If you really want to leave, you can simply fly away."

The reason you haven't done so is simply because you're unwilling to admit that you now crave battle just as much as I, this beast!

Slaughter!

Destroy!

This is your instinct!

Let go of the so-called wizard mentality!

Just like how you abandoned your little stick and faced me with your claws and scales!

He leaped high into the air, his scorpion tail and right claw sealing off Harry's possible path of movement with a series of sonic booms.

Harry vanished from his spot, seemingly disappearing into the wind.

Just as the Manticore thought it had struck, Harry appeared behind it and gently kicked it down.

The sight of the Manticore went black.

Rumble!

A 70-foot-long and 20-foot-wide trench appeared on the lawn.

We passed through hedges and stopped deep inside.

Harry appeared beside the uniform, wearing a tattered robe and barefoot.

He has regained his human form.

"Fool! Do you think I don't know what you're up to?"

I deliberately spoke at length, hoping to be numbed by the numbing sensation of your burning thorns.

But the result was that "Harry, dressed in his uniform, appeared beside the unconscious Manticore, checked on him, and then said, 'You lost, I won.'"

Rustle, rustle.

Harry turned his head.

He sensed dark energy approaching.

"Dark creatures?" Harry raised an eyebrow and took out Light Potion from the pocket of his Champion Uniform.

Drink it.

Although the Phoenix residing in his heart allows him to be unafraid of these creatures.

It can also make these creatures automatically stay away from him.

However, the fluctuation of the dragon's power just now weakened the Phoenix's aura.

Although this did not affect the power of the Phoenix Patronus, the dark creatures would not be able to detect the aura of this power.

He needs the power of the Light Potion to drive away the dark creatures.

So as not to be delayed by these creatures, thus affecting his ability to get out of the maze.

Meanwhile, Phoebe had already escaped the maze.

As soon as she exited the maze, she heard everyone cheering.

Madame Maxime, along with her parents and Ryan, was walking toward her.

Oh, and Gabrielle too.

"Hi!" Ryan opened her arms and pounced on her.

The cheers gradually subsided, and the crowd in the stands once again focused on the other Champion.

This time it's Krum.

Because he also opened the stone door and climbed out of the tunnel.

The camera followed Krum's gaze, and a beautiful woman with bird wings, a tail, and claws appeared in front of him and on the screen.

What's even more eye-catching are the breasts that are boldly exposed to the air, and which are no different from those of human women.

The screen broadcast the entire video without any pixelation.

"Harpy! Protego Maxima!" Krum quickly waved his wand.

The harpy is very fast and can fly.

"Oh, a shrew (the word 'harpy' also refers to a shrew)?"

She's still a young girl.

Don't worry, it's just a game.

"I won't eat you." The harpy smiled radiantly, her breasts jiggling.