Chapter 143: Against the Iron Belly

"Oh, my goodness, Potter actually flew up... Did you see that, Mr. Krum?"
"A beautiful turn, perfect..."
"Look at it! Mr. Potter got the golden egg... the fastest of the three... a very wonderful performance..."
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In the tent, Jon clearly heard that Ludo Bagman's screaming commentary did not last long. Only five minutes later, the violent cheers were about to overturn the entire Quidditch stadium.
"Next... let us have... the last fire dragon..." Mr. Bagman's voice became low: "The master from the Eastern European sky... the most terrifying hunter... a symbol of cruelty..."
"Ukrainian iron belly!"
Following Bagman's last roar, a huge gray-white fire dragon was put into the Quidditch stadium (field).
This fire dragon is covered with gray scales, a pair of blood-red eyes scans the surroundings, and the sharp claws that are close to one meter long, shining under the sunlight...
On the podium, the eyes of the referees and teachers were instantly attracted by this big guy.
Obviously, apart from the judges and a handful of teachers like Hagrid, the other professors did not know the content of the project.
"How could this happen!" Professor Sprout yelled, and she couldn't help but shiver and covered her mouth.
"Oh, my God!" Professor Flitwick shook his head helplessly, and sat down on the seat.
Snape frowned, standing motionless, like a pine tree.
"Oliver, taste this blueberry, it tastes great!" Dumbledore took a clean blueberry nonchalantly and graciously handed it to Mrs. Maxim next to him... as if nothing happened.
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"This is not fair!" Zacharys-Smith stood up and roared angrily at the referee's bench: "Why is this dragon so much bigger than the previous ones?"
"Come back!" Cedric Diggory caught him in time, and he said softly, "Trust Jon..."
While talking, Cedric glanced at the Ukrainian iron belly with some palpitations... In the dead of night, he also wondered if he was selected as a Warrior, would he help Hufflepuff and Hogwarts win glory.
But when he saw this terrifying behemoth, he couldn't help but feel a little grateful.
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Most of the students in Gryffindor have gathered Harry Potter to the school hospital...
At the school hospital, Hermione Granger was stunned when he heard the dragon roar from Quidditch Stadium.
"What's wrong with you?" Harry, who was bandaged on the bed, asked softly.
"No...nothing..." Hermione smiled reluctantly.
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"It looks like this Hufflepuff has suffered..."
"Yes, a third grade student has to face the most brutal iron belly among the ten fire dragons!"
"I don't think there is anything good, but I hope he won't get hurt too much by the fire dragon..."
Several Ravenclaw students talked.
"I think!" Luna Lovegood said softly, "Maybe Jon Hart can win?"
"So...you are a mad girl!" I don't know who yelled, and then there was a snicker from Ravenclaw's stands.
"Huh!" Luna took out a copy of "Singing the Singing", covering her face, and decided not to ignore them.
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"I hope this iron belly will work harder and hurt this Hart badly!" Draco Malfoy said bitterly, "The previous tree peak was too stupid!"
"Yes!"
"He is dead!"
Crabbe and Gore joined the road.
In the first two rows of the Slytherin trio, the Greengrass sisters sat together.
Daphne glanced at the stadium in disgust, her mood a little complicated.
Astoria had buried her head in her arms, sobbing and shaking slightly, she did not dare to watch the next game.
"It's okay..." Daphne comforted softly: "He will be okay..."
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"Let me please, the second champion of Hogwarts...Jon Hart!"
As Ludo Bagman called out his name, Jon walked outside through the entrance of the tent.
It is false to say that he is not nervous. The only thing he can do is to calm his emotions as much as possible.
There was an opening on the side of the tent surrounding the fence of Quidditch, and Jon walked into the arena through the opening.
Hundreds of faces appeared in the stands on their side, and they made a loud noise-maybe some were cheering, some were cheering!
But Jon didn't have time to care, because at the other end of the venue, he could clearly see the Ukrainian iron belly. It crouched down, guarding its nest of eggs; its wings were half folded, surrounding the nest of eggs.
If it hadn't been a bit of experience in Dumbledore's meditation basin, if it was the first time that I faced the Ukrainian Iron Belly, I am afraid that I would be so scared that I could not grasp the wand firmly.
This gray-white dragon was at least three or four stories tall, and it was more than a hundred feet long...Compared with it, he seemed so small.
Iron Belly obviously noticed the existence of Jon, and its bright red eyes gave Jon a contemptuous look, and then looked away.
Obviously, in its opinion, Jon is too small, like a mouse in front of an elephant, and it is not a threat at all...
Jon took out his wand, removed distractions, and concentrated his mind completely and absolutely... Then, he aimed at a football-sized stone on the ground.
The stone began to slowly deform... Finally it became a hedgehog of the same size.
This is the most advanced transformation technique Jon can use... The hedgehog ran towards the iron belly.
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"A third-grade student can turn a stone into an animal~EbookFREE.me~ Even the simplest hedgehog is quite remarkable..." On the podium, Mrs. Maxim couldn't help commenting.
"Does he want the hedgehog to draw away the dragon so that he can steal the golden egg?" Karkaroff sneered, "This is too naive!"
"Igor, you should focus on the game, instead of thinking about other things!" Snape gave him a cold look, and said with an unceremonious sarcasm in a cold tone.
"Severus..." Karkaroff looked at Snape in fear and turned around.
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"Very beautiful one-handed transfiguration, Mr. Hart!" Ludo Bagman continued to explain: "Iron Belly's attention seems to be attracted by this little hedgehog. This is an opportunity..."
"Wait... something flew in from outside the field!"
"Yes, another flying curse!"
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