From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Can't hear anything!"

In the tent, one of Durmstrang's warriors expressed his indignation in poor English and then began to angrily curse in a low voice that Harry could not understand.

‘Of course... if you know the battle information, the game will be much easier. ’

Even though Harry was nervous, he still didn't forget to count the time. He raised his head and looked at his teammates, and found that everyone's eyes were filled with doubts.

Yes - too long, too long.

It took too long for the four best students at school to deal with a fire dragon.

Until now, the warriors in the tent have still not been called out, which is obviously unreasonable.

‘Attack ability? Protective ability? Playing field correction? ’

‘Which item did the professor change? ’

He didn't know clearly, but the noisy sound suddenly penetrated the tent at this moment, and Bagman's magical voice was very recognizable even though the cheers were still huge in the distance.

"Down below are the warriors of Durmstrang!"

The Durmstrang warriors, who were still using various methods to relieve their tension, stood up straight almost at the same time, and then filed out.

Then, the sound outside the tent was blocked again, and in the silence, Harry and the other three warriors looked at each other and smiled helplessly - this pattern was too familiar.

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"Mysterious, what are the people at Hogwarts doing?"

A tall and thin wizard licked the corner of his mouth and said, "It's just a dragon. A slightly stronger black magic can easily kill it."

"Yes, what do those wizards think? Don't they know that what black magic is best at is attacking? Not to mention, what we are good at is what they are most short of."

Another classmate responded with a playful smile.

As a school that openly teaches black magic, Durmstrang's top students are no strangers to black magic. Even Krum, who has the least interest in black magic among them, is a good expert. Maybe everyone will test his healing ability. I'm worried, but attacks are...

"Let's go, Krum, if you insist, we'll try not to kill the fire dragon."

Krum, who was walking behind the team, nodded and walked faster.

The nervousness in the tent just now was purely an expression of anxiety as a result of the pre-arranged agreement not to expose the information obtained in advance. The fact was that everyone did not regard the dragon as a big trouble.

"Try to be gentle when doing it, and don't scare those sheep babies who have never seen black magic."

The tall, lanky man in the lead gave instructions softly - although Karkaroff preferred Krum, in a school where everyone studied black magic, those who were not keen on it would not be able to be leaders.

They soon crossed the road to the fence at the edge of the field and noticed the large, towering beast.

"It seems like they are wary of us..."

The tall and lanky wizard pursed his lips, "But it doesn't matter. Let's try to break the shield first."

The four of them took neat steps and quickly approached the dragon - Durmstrang's three most famous courses, black magic, dueling, and war magic.

Three wizards are enough to form a mutually supportive combat team, let alone four wizards?

This was one of the important reasons why they even dared to joke. They were all excellent students in the War Magic course, and when they formed a team, they far surpassed the warriors from other schools.

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"Is this the initial application of Durmstrang's war magic?"

In the stands, William was discussing with Lu Ping calmly.

As a professor who personally went to Durmstrang to discuss the Triwizard Tournament, he was still very interested in the so-called war magic.

"Well, that should be it. It is said that Grindelwald and his wizards used this kind of collective magic in an amazing way. The Ministry of Magic seems to have secretly obtained a lot of information, and the Aurors have Very good at combined spellcasting.”

Lu Ping also became interested, and he pointed at the warriors on the field, "Look, they protect each other. If either side is attacked, the defense will be made up almost instantly. Although it is certainly not three times, it is definitely far beyond The power of self-care and self-defense.”

"It's quite interesting," William nodded. "Unfortunately, it must be restricted by some contract. Professor Moody can't say."

This is a matter of course. War magic is a special course in Durmstrang. Even if the Ministry of Magic collected a lot of information when Grindelwald happened, it is not easy to teach it publicly. As for Hogwarts, Don't even think about it. Unless you break up, you don't want to see related courses appear.

"Let the students see it. I guess the guys from Durmstrang will get high marks here."

William shook his head, but the smile on his face did not diminish at all, "But if the performance in the first game is too good, we will wait for crazy targets in the second and third games..."

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"boom!!!"

The flames hit the protection of the Iron Armor Curse and made a dull sound, but the four Durmstrang warriors just frowned and quickly added the Iron Armor Curse to offset the dragon's breath.

"It's almost over, prepare for the second attack!"

The smile on the tall and thin wizard's face did not diminish, and he began to look for the best attack angle through the flames.

"one two three!"

When Dragon Breath finally had no choice but to stop, the four wizards threw out their wands almost simultaneously.

The diamond-shaped position gave each of them an excellent casting angle. The four attacking black magics with a strange purple color directly hit the shield, and then attached to the shield and burned.

The enraged dragon rushed into the air with resentment, aiming at the four people. In the next second, its huge body sprinted down towards Durmstrang's warriors at a very high speed.

"God, Durmstrang's warriors have pissed it off!"

Bagman's voice even suppressed the sound of wind tearing the air caused by the Horntail.

"It is landing at high speed. This attack mode is also harmful to a dragon. If it is not handled well, it may even destroy its own legs!"

"Merlin's socks! What are those warriors doing!"

While everyone in the audience held their breath, Durmstrang's warriors began to use deflection obstacle spells crazily, and aimed uniformly at the dragon's left wing.

The side-attacking obstacle spell did not have much blocking effect. The Horntail maintained its terrifying speed. However, the direction it pounced was deflected to the right under the influence of a large number of spells.

It almost hit the ground while grazing the four warriors. The four Durmstrang warriors just moved slightly to the left, easily avoiding the most deadly part, and then piled up protection crazily.

The Horntail hit the ground hard, causing even the people closest to the stands to feel the earth tremble slightly.

But in the dust, the unhurried Durmstrang warrior pulled out his wand again, and four powerful spells hit the protection William had put on the dragon's eyes almost simultaneously.

‘Click…’

A faint breaking sound sounded, and the continuously burning curse finally corroded the protection of the dragon eye.

It immediately realized something was wrong, endured the pain and began to roll crazily.

"Fall back! Maintain formation!"

The tall and lanky wizard commanded without any panic, and the four warriors retreated to the rear almost simultaneously. It only took five seconds to regain their original formation.

"Break the shield and destroy the hind limbs!"

His tone was already a bit joyful, but the victory at this moment was worth celebrating.

After two rounds of continuous magic attacks, the dragon, which clearly felt that its legs were threatened, finally stopped its fatal and powerless roll, stood up and tried to fly into the air.

But, it's too late.

Four eye disease spells hit its unshielded eyes hard.

"Ho~~~~~"

The screams spread throughout the entire venue. The giant dragon was directly hit by the superimposed magic spell. It became crazy again, shaking its head crazily, and the deadly dragon's breath began to follow the shaking of its head. Sweep the entire place indiscriminately.

But this futile struggle had no effect. Durmstrang's warriors had not even left their formation until now, and honestly maintained their protection.

And those dragon breaths that were accidentally sprayed over could not even break through the single layer of iron armor spell.

It was obvious that Durmstrang's warriors had a winning chance.

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'It's almost...time to stop. ’

William glanced at the dragon tamer closest to him, and worry began to appear on the other person's face.

Obviously, they did not consider that the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament would become powerful enough to kill dragons after their numbers increased.

‘Should we let them enjoy the glory of killing the dragon? ’

William looked at the competition on the field, then at the dragon tamers, and finally looked at the dragon eggs.

Dragon incubation period...

He sighed and stood up, "The dragon lost its ability to resist within the prescribed time, and the game was terminated! Durmstrang's warrior is tentatively awarded the highest score! The specific score will be given after discussion by the referee panel!"

The sound amplified by magic attracted the attention of the audience. The four Durmstrang players who had originally planned to continue casting spells stopped waving their wands in surprise.

William nodded towards Lupine, and the two of them pulled out their wands at the same time, and two sleeping spells flew into the field at the same time, hitting the dragon that was still screaming crazily.

As the magic spell hit it, the behemoth instantly lost the ability to struggle. It couldn't even turn its head to look in the direction of the attack. Its head hit the ground heavily, making a small crater in the ground.

However, this damage is only a minor injury compared to the eye disease spell in it.

The dragon tamers hurriedly rushed to the field and began to nervously inspect the hornet.

William trotted to the referee's seat and quickly communicated with the referees.

However, the person who imagined that he needed to be persuaded did not appear. Although Karkaroff was a little dissatisfied with his student for not successfully killing a dragon, the fact that he received full marks without the need for a referee made him calm.

Mrs. Maxim's face was filled with a smile of unknown meaning.

"So, if the dragon loses the ability to resist, it will get full marks directly. Very good. I have no objection to this result."

As for the principal of Ilvermorny, Professor Nora, there was no objection on his face.

"A very exciting battle. We did have shortcomings here. They deserve full marks."

The remaining Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic are even less likely to have any objections - if their own professors don't support it, then what's the point of competing?

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"The result of the discussion is that Durmstrang's warriors skipped the scoring process and got the highest score!"

Bagman announced the results loudly, "Congratulations Durmstrang! You can now get the golden eggs!"

The procedure was a bit strange, but no one cared. The dragon tamer who assisted in the work even took out the golden egg to prevent these saboteurs from getting closer to the egg.

The cheers of the audience erupted again. William and the referees stood up and applauded the Durmstrang warriors collectively.

There was no doubt about their victory - even Ilvermorny, whose own warrior was seriously injured, had no complaints.

Dragons of the same size, completely different ways of dealing with them, skilled combined spellcasting, what else is there to complain about?

The skill is not as good as the others, it is obvious here...

"It has completely become their home court."

When William returned to his seat, Adams grunted and expressed his displeasure, "But they are really good."

"Yeah, once it becomes a team competition, these guys from Durmstrang give people a surprise..."

"If the competition is no matter how difficult it is, it may be too late for other schools to help. I can't rashly increase the difficulty to that level."

He spread his hands and said, "Let's watch the next game."

"Next are our students. If they perform well, it is unlikely that they will get perfect scores, but high scores are not difficult."

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"dodge…"

"What the professor taught me the most is flash..."

Harry was still thinking hard, but the harsh noise sounded again.

'What? ’

“Let us once again congratulate the Durmstrang players, they deserve it!”

Bagman's voice sounded, "Next, it's time for the Hogwarts contestants to appear!"

Harry looked around and found that everyone had surprised looks - it had only been a few minutes!

The Durmstrang guys didn't even take half as long as the guys in Ilvermorny!

‘Is my guess correct? ’

‘What’s the problem? ’

‘The professor left a blind spot for attack? ’

Such doubts arose - not only him, but the Beauxbatons players who entered the arena at the end were also confused.

But there was not much time left for them to think.

Harry picked up his wand, stepped out of the tent with the other three teammates, then took a deep breath and relaxed.

"Let's go."

Meng Tai cleverly walked at the front of the team, and the other three people were too lazy to compete with him at this moment.

The four of them crossed the road thinking and came to the outside.

A brand new Horntail has been guided into the field and is lying there waiting for the warrior to arrive.

When they saw it, the four of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Thank God, the professor is still restrained."

It was rare for Mrs. Meng to say such words, but no one present had any intention to refute him, and everyone nodded together.

"Let's use Transformation to make a decoy to test it first. See if the Professor of Dragon Breath has changed. I hope not. In that case, it will be much easier for us to deal with."