Chapter 174: Raging Dragon Slayer

The sword is already in hand, so what else to say?
Harry flipped the broomstick again, and then turned back into the sky. The Gryffindor sword in his hand shone brightly in the sunlight.
The dragon and lion were in front of him, and the huge body covered Harry's eyes. At this point in his eyes, nothing could be seen except the red dragon scales.
At this moment, Harry took the best of his hunter talent! Under his control, the flying broom was alive, the owner carrying it bypassed the bite of the dragon and lion, and almost brushed the dragon scales under its neck.
Harry's eyes were so sharp that he quickly waved the sword in his hand, and the sword blade, which was not sharp at first, exploded with amazing power in his hand.
For just a moment, the scales on the dragon and lion's neck looked like butter, and they were easily broken by the Gryffindor sword, and even the neck was cut for a small half!
The next second, the warm dragon's blood sprayed like money.
"boom!"
The dragon and lion's body lost its strength, and fell heavily on the ground with the inertia of dive, plowing the ground into a deep trench.
The audience was boiling. A small number of people were slightly uncomfortable with this scene, but most of them were cheering for Harry's bravery.
A true Dragon Slayer is born!
Although no wizard has long been pursuing the dragon slaughter, the fire dragon has already become one of the magical creatures captive by the wizards, but the power of the fire dragon is still recognized in the world.
However, nothing seems to end there.
I don't know what happened to Harry, he was doing something unexpected to everyone in the laughter of the audience!
"Drink"
Harry's eyes were red, and he yelled, turning his broom again and rushing to the dragon and lion on the ground.
Jian Guang flashed a few times, only to hear a "click", the dragon's head was cut off. The hot dragon blood flowed continuously from the flat fracture, and the shocking bright red spread quickly.
But Harry still didn't seem to stop. He held the Gryffindor sword and kept waving, falling, and waving again. The dragon's blood splashed again and again, and it inevitably spilled on his face. Body.
The boiling blood of the audience was cooled with the spilled dragon blood. Everyone looked at Harry in the field blankly, all dumbfounded.
what happened to him?
Just when everyone was so surprised that a red beam of light came from Harry's side, knocking him down easily.
The Gryffindor sword in his hand flew off his hands, and then slammed into the ground with a slant. It can be seen that even though there were so many dragon blood splashing around all the time, the sword's body was not stained with a star or a bit, and it was as clean as new.
"Harry, what's wrong?"
When the dragon and lion landed just a moment ago, Maca had already pulled Hermione to her side, and saved her from the tragic ending of being crushed into a meat pie by the huge body.
"I want to know what happened."
Maca retracted her wand into her sleeve and frowned, heading towards it. As he passed the sorting cap, he picked it up.
"Do you know what happened?" Maca asked casually.
"Finally, some people think of hats. Poor hats are enough on the ground ... Oh? You're Marka McLean ... I remember you! Yes, I remember very well!" Shouted the Sorting Hat, "see you Have you ever passed that silly bird? "
"Answer my question first." Maca shook her hat and asked again, "What happened just now?"
"Don't shake it! Don't shake it ..." the Sorting Hat hurried. "Just now? You mean that ... uh ... Harry Potter? Yeah ... I don't know, but ..."
"But what?"
"But I've seen some similar scenes ..." The sorting hat seemed to be remembering something. "I remember that it was when Godric and Sarach were still in the castle ... you probably know that they are always I like noisy fights, so big people, like a child! Um ... Speaking of it, Godric never wears a hat. He always hangs me on his back and dangles while walking ... "
"... say the point." Maca couldn't help but shook her hat again, interrupting her nagging.
"Okay! Isn't it time to get to the point ... one day, Sarah's snake was taken by Godric for Helga stew again, but they both fought again. But that one It ’s different than usual, Godric is endless as soon as he fights, and his hands are very heavy. Salazar was also beaten, and these two guys broke the ceiling of the castle auditorium! "
"Until Royna came over and didn't know what to do, they separated the two."
Maca listened carefully, but the Sorting Hat stopped halfway.
"What next?"
He noticed that Harry had stunned and got up, and the rescue team that had previously dispatched turned up around Harry, and he turned his attention back to the Sorting Hat.
"Next? Nothing ... Didn't I just say it, I'm not quite sure ... oh, don't shake it ..."
Maca ignored the Sorting Hat, he glanced at Harry a long distance, then quickly hurriedly walked towards the Gryffindor sword slanted on the ground.
However, when he held the hilt to pull it out, the sword remained motionless.
"Can this thing really be a sword in the stone?" Marka grinned.
"Sword in the stone? Of course not!" Shouted the Sorting Hat exaggeratedly, "how could that silly sword be compared with this sword! This is"
"What is it?" Marka said it was half silent again, and habitually shook it again.
"Don't shake it! Don't shake it again ... you can't say it again ..." the cap screamed. "Remember when I said to you at the hospital? This sword is destined to have nothing to do with you!"
"Alright alright……"
Maca shook her head and threw the sorting cap away. In the yelling of the hat, it fell into Hermione's hand just now.
"In terms of rudeness, you have a fight with Godric!" The Sorting Hat shouted loudly, "Remember, you will always know when it's time to know! When that time you ask the silly bird. ! "
Since Harry had been beaten down by Maca a while back, his condition seemed to be back again. At this time, he was looking at the fire dragon's body with a complex look, and his heart was already a mess.
These plans today seem exciting, but they are all reserved for him. Harry wasn't too pleased that he had actually killed a fire dragon.
On the contrary, he remembered the madness of the last ten seconds or so very clearly. He can even clearly remember the almost overflowing obsession in his heart when he just slashed the fire dragon with his sword.
That feeling was so brisk that even now he remembers that he still has the urge to re-hold the hilt, but the feeling of being unable to control himself has made him feel very uneasy.
Around Harry in a daze, the rescue team members didn't talk to him. They didn't come here this time because of Harry, but to drag back the body of the dragon and lion in front of them.
Under Bagman's inquiry, all members of the referee team unanimously stated that the game would continue normally.
For the next time, Hermione stepped forward and spoke to Harry. Harry seemed better, and he stepped onto the broomstick and flew towards the summit again.
Hermione easily pulled up the Gryffindor sword and returned it to the cave under the cap of the hospital.
Immediately after, she hurriedly walked towards a yew forest in the distance.
The magic hourglass that timed the game was still leaking sand. When the last sand quietly settled down, the first project of the top three competition was finally over.
"... Okay! Let's see ... still ladies first!" Bagman said loudly, "Miss Fleur Dracour, a warrior at Boothbatton School of Magic, she only spent about three-eighths. An hourglass found the box that belongs to her! "
Booth Barton's teachers and students immediately applauded neatly, and they were all happy for Furong.
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"Then Miss Hermione Granger, a warrior at Hogwarts School of Magic, she took a little longer, but she did a good job of five-eighths of an hourglass!"
Hogwarts students also applauded. Although the snakes are mostly perfunctory, the number advantage still exists, and the applause is much warmer than Bootsbatten.
"It's also Harry Potter, Hogwarts School of Magic!" Bagman paused and exclaimed, "Just a half hourglass!"
"Finally the Warrior of Durmstrand, Maca McLean! One-sixteenth of the hourglass! Everyone heard me right. He only spent one-sixteenth of the hourglass!"
To tell you the truth, the concave grotesque stone cricket where Maca's box is located is not clear to everyone. Coupled with Maca's intentional hiding, most people didn't notice that he actually got the box long ago.
"Of course! You have to pay attention!" Mr. Bagman said again, "It is not only time that determines the score, the referee will also discuss their respective scores based on the performance of each warrior!"
"Now, please let the warriors go to the emergency tent first to check their physical condition, and take a break by the way. The referee is already carefully considering your score, presumably ..."
Bagman continued, while the four warriors, led by Mrs. Pomfrey, walked to the emergency tent outside the wall.
But when they stayed in the tent for a long time, Harry and they saw Ron stepping in. His face was scary, standing at the tent and staring at Harry blankly, as if looking at a ghost.
"Harry ... are you ... okay?"
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