Reborn Harry Potter

Harry's attitude did not offend Fleur in the slightest.

Fleur drew closer to Harry.

Seeing that Harry was about to be molested, there was a burst of extra loud cheers in the venue.

"Victor Krum successfully cleared the level! But unfortunately, because of his fierceness, he offended the fire dragon, causing the golden egg to be stepped on a few times. Although the golden egg will not be damaged, if it is replaced by other things, Maybe Viktor Krum's action will be considered a failure. This will definitely affect his score, well, let the judges start scoring." Bagman's voice came in.

Fleur was diverted a little attention.

"Okay, the scores are out. We can see that Viktor Krum's score is not low. This must be the judges' reward for his courage in this level."

"Now it's time for the third warrior to appear, Miss Delacour."

"Beep..." A loud whistle came.

But Fleur just looked at Harry fascinated, she didn't pay attention to the voice in her ear at all.

"Beep... beep..." I remembered twice.

Harry kind of regretted making the joke.

He turned Fleur's head to make himself disappear from her sight.

Fu Rong only felt that the environment became much gloomy all of a sudden, and that was the case when the filter was turned off.

As long as Fleur doesn't see Harry anymore, even though her heart is still filled with Harry, she is no longer unable to extricate herself.

Harry stood behind Fleur, pushed her step by step to the door of the tent, then whispered into Fleur's ear, "Now you are going to compete, shall we meet after the competition?"

Fleur nodded, turning her head as if to look back at Harry.

But Harry straightened Fleur's head again: "Don't look back, and behave well."

Fu Rong pouted unhappily, then reluctantly walked into the arena.

Fleur looked at the green fire dragon in the center of the empty circle, without a trace of tension in her heart, because her mind was already tied to Harry at the moment.

Fleur held out her wand and said a spell.

A light glowed at the end of the wand.

Bagman shouted: "Smart Miss Delacour, this seems to be a charm magic, the spirit of the fire dragon has been affected... Hiss... Miss Delacour went straight to the fire dragon, and the fire dragon just shook his head . . . it is so unconscious that it takes Mademoiselle Delacour as its child?"

It may be because of the closeness that the fire dragon spewed out a small flame without being aggressive, which must be an intimate greeting to the little fire dragon.

Fu Rong's complexion changed, and she hurriedly rolled over, but her skirt was still on fire. Fu Rong quickly used a magic spell to summon water, put out the fire, and got the golden egg without any danger.

The audience burst into cheers and cheers again, followed by a moment of silence, waiting for the referee to score Fu Rong, and thunderous applause again.

"Come on, kid..." On the other side of the huge playing field, Madam Pomfrey stood at the door of the rescue tent: "Come in and let me see if you're injured..."

Inside the tent, Viktor Krum was in bandages, and Cedric Diggory was lying in a hospital bed with most of his body bandaged.

Fleur looked at the two of them with a blank expression. She felt very strange. Before, she thought that these two people were infinitely better than Harry Potter, but now, she turned her head and looked at the preparing tent on the opposite side. , she just wished she could see Harry again as soon as possible, not wanting to lose a second.

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Harry looked away, starting to feel the game was getting boring.

Then No. [-] Warrior Poliako Brown and No. [-] Warrior Vincent Picoqui entered the field.

In the meantime, Harry really didn't want to wait in vain.

So he apparated and took a world tour. He visited the statue of Zeus in Olympia, the temple of the goddess Artemis in Greek mythology, the Egyptian pyramids, the Great Wall and other seven wonders of the world. The words "Harry Potter, Son of Face is here for a visit", anyway, there are no regulations prohibiting graffiti all over the world, so if he writes a sentence, it is not considered a violation of the rules at this point in time.

In fact, after a few years, the few words left by Harry only made these ancient buildings more famous.

When Harry finished the last trip, he rushed back to Hogwarts.

Just heard: "Now, there is only the last warrior left, Harry Potter, please invite Mr. Potter to appear."

"Wuhu..."

"Come on, Potter..."

"Woooo, I bet all my wealth on you, I must win!"

The cheers in the venue were the loudest, and the winter clouds were shattered.

Harry stood at the door of the tent, looked up slightly at the sky, and thought of one thing.In the morning, when Astoria knew that Harry was going to compete today, she looked at Harry with admiration, and said adoringly: "I want to see my brother become the most eye-catching one, so that everyone's applause is for my brother." ring."

Harry smiled lightly and stepped out of the tent.

In the next second, he stood in the sky above the huge arena.

What is the first test?Courage and boldness.

Fire dragon, dragon egg.

This success makes people think of defeating the fire dragon and winning the golden egg.

But why did it become, as long as you can steal the golden egg, you will pass the level, huh...

Harry didn't want to dwell on this issue, he just wanted to tell others what a real warrior is!

(True warriors dare to...)

"Merlin, why can he fly directly in the air?"

"Can you fly in the air without using a flying broom?"

"You are ignorant, aren't you? Voldemort has this ability, it seems to be innate."

"Can you not mention that dead man, bad luck."

Harry looked straight up or looked down at thousands of faces in the stands, and there was an uproar in the auditorium. These voices were friendly or malicious, and Harry didn't distinguish between them, and he didn't mind.

At the other end of the field, the Hungarian Horntail stands impressively.

Crouching low, guarding its one golden egg, its wings half folded, it raised its head and stared intently at Harry with those vicious yellow eyes.

It was a gigantic lizard-like reptile covered in scales.

It violently twists its spiked tail, and every time it swings, it will leave several meters long potholes on the hard rocky ground. It is not difficult to imagine that this steel-like tail will directly kill people People become flesh.

Harry's eyes were calm, he floated in the air, but slowly raised his arms, and said softly: "Sword!"

"What is he doing?"

"Magnify the move?"

"But what about Potter's wand?"

Just when there was a lot of discussion.

A crimson light suddenly shot into Harry's hand, turning into a sword inlaid with a blood-red gemstone.

Dumbledore stood up in shock: "Sword of Gryffindor!"

Then I don't know what to think of, Dumbledore showed a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth, and sat down again.

He had always been worried about what kind of wizard Harry would become in the future, but seeing that Harry could summon the Sword of Gryffindor, he was finally relieved.Because only a wizard with the unique qualities of Gryffindor, the sword of Gryffindor will respond to his call.

The sword of Gryffindor, handed down from Gryffindor, one of the four giants of Hogwarts.

In that dark age, Gryffindor held this sword, and his little friends overcame thorns and thorns, and carved out a world, so that wizards had a place to stay.

After that, the sword was silent for thousands of years.

Courage, perseverance, will, faith, Harry has all of these.

So why wouldn't it be there when Harry needed it right now?

Thousands of years of savings, it is difficult to describe the extent to which the magic power of the sword has accumulated.

Harry's thoughts moved slightly, and a huge force suddenly appeared in the stands directly in front of him, forcing the audience to separate.Like a doll in a strong wind, it totters to and fro.A blank area tens of meters wide was created.

The magical power in Harry's body poured into the sword of Gryffindor continuously.

The blade of the sword became more and more scorching, Harry seemed to be holding a small sun, and the silver light pierced everyone's eyes with tears.

The Hungarian Horntail trembled in fear on the ground.

Then, Harry flicked his sword from bottom to top.

A 50-meter-long waning moon plowed vertically across the field.

What kind of rock, the Hungarian Horntail, as if the stands don't exist, can't block the light.

Thus, the Hungarian Horntail, died.

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