HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Chapter 160 Extracting the Fire Dragon

Since they knew the first competition was the fire dragon, Gloria and the other warriors all entered a state of preparation. Harry became visibly more anxious, and sometimes he just sat there, not knowing what he was thinking.

Of course Sirius also knew about the fire dragon, and he immediately replied that there was a small spell that was very effective against fire dragons.

Harry stared at the Eyespell, wondering how it could be a minor spell? With only a few days left, he would never be able to learn it.

Soon Sirius entered the school and was in Hagrid's hut, deliberately avoiding people.

Gloria met Harry on the road with a pale face. It seemed that he had been very troubled by the competition recently.

"Leah..." Harry forced a smile to greet her.

Gloria looked him over, "Are you okay?"

There was little spirit in his eyes, as if his soul had left his body.

Harry lowered his head and walked forward. "It's okay. I just haven't mastered the spell completely yet."

I've been having all kinds of random thoughts lately, even thinking about how I would be burned by dragon flames.

When the two arrived at Hagrid's hut, Sirius was wandering around the room, his clenched hands showing his inner nervousness.

"You are here!"

Gloria pushed Harry in and closed the door behind her.

Sirius asked them to sit down. Fang wanted to come over to get close to him, but he pushed him away. "How's your command of the spell?"

Harry's face was frozen and he couldn't speak. Gloria simply said, "I don't use the Eye Spell. Although it is very effective, I don't like this method, so I plan to use another spell."

Sirius was intrigued, "What spell?"

"It's a very ancient spell, and quite complicated. I won't tell you the specific effect." Gloria said in a relaxed manner, "You will know when the time comes."

Sirius knew that she could cast spells without a wand, and her strength was probably not worse than his. "Then I'm looking forward to your match. What about Harry?"

Harry grumbled a few times and said, "I plan to use the Slithering Charm. I can't learn the Eye-Shock Charm in these few days."

The Eye-Blight Curse was a minor spell in Sirius' opinion, but Harry was only a fourth-year student.

Gloria immediately thought of the fact that he was best at Quidditch, "You want to summon a broom?"

Harry nodded hurriedly, "Yes, that was Professor Moody's idea. I have been practicing the Flying Spell these past two days."

I have learned the Flying Spell before, so it should not be a problem to master it within a few days.

"Flying spell..." Sirius nodded in appreciation, "This is fine. Although the weapon is a wand, it is not against the rules to use a spell to summon a broom."

Seeing that both of them were ready, Sirius's expression eased a little. "Don't be too scared. There will be not only referees and professors during the game, but also some officials from the Ministry of Magic will be there to watch the game. This matter has attracted much attention from the outside world, except for that annoying report..."

From Harry he knew that the reports were all made up by Rita.

"I have written to the Daily Prophet and asked them to alert the reporter."

Gloria's words successfully 'turned off' Sirius, "Next you concentrate on practicing spells. When this competition is over, I will have time to teach you some spells to teach people a lesson. They are very useful."

He knew what had happened to both boys at school, and Harry's was particularly bad.

At this point, a smirk appeared on his face, as if he was still the member of the plunderers who acted recklessly in school back then.

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On the 24th, every Slytherin student looked at Gloria as if she were a hero. The school was suspended at noon and all the students went to the dragon enclosure to watch the game.

Draco was always worried, "Lori, does that spell really work?"

During these few days, Gloria demonstrated the magical spell to him once, but the target of the spell was an owl, and the warriors had to face a fire dragon.

"No problem. There are many fire dragons near my manor. I used this to establish a good relationship with them."

Draco felt a little relieved after hearing this. "Safety must be the priority."

Among the four warriors recently, except Gloria, the other three seemed to be in a heavy mood.

Since becoming champions, the group of Durmstrang students no longer sat near them, and Krum was not in the Great Hall at the moment.

Gloria ate quickly and got up first, preparing to go back to the common room with Draco. As soon as she arrived in the basement, she ran into Professor Snape.

"Gloria, come with me." Professor Snape said in a deep voice: "Malfoy, you can go to the paddock with other students later."

Draco glanced at Gloria and hugged her tightly. If the dean hadn't been there, he would have wanted to kiss her.

Professor Snape's lips twitched, and his dark eyes glanced in other directions.

Gloria followed the dean, walked around the edge of the forbidden forest, and arrived at the place they had been to that night. At this moment, a tent had been set up here, and behind it was a circular viewing platform, so the fire dragons could no longer be seen.

Professor Snape stopped at the entrance of the tent, "You go in on your own, the referee will explain the game to you later."

"Okay." Gloria nodded, "Thank you, Professor Snape."

She opened the curtain and saw Krum was already inside, sitting on a chair against the wall, staring at the ground in deep thought. He didn't even raise his head when he heard someone come in.

Mr. Bagman held a purple silk bag in his hand. "You're here Gloria."

The tone was so familiar, as if they had known each other for a long time, and there was no trace of the panic of leaving the Quidditch World Cup box.

Gloria just glanced at him, walked to the other side and sat down, waiting calmly for the game to begin.

Soon Furong came, and she no longer looked as arrogant and confident as before.

The last to come in was Harry, who, with a twitching facial muscle, managed a forced smile to Bagman before trying to go over to Gloria.

"Harry!" Bagman said enthusiastically. "Well, now that everyone is here, it's time to tell you about the game."

He looked very happy, but no one present responded to his smile.

This did not affect Bagman. "Once the audience has gathered, everyone will draw from this bag... The models of the things you will face are different. Oh - I almost forgot to say that your task is to pick up the golden egg!"

Fleur and Krum kept silent with a straight face. Harry cast his blank gaze on Gloria. Gloria felt his gaze, glanced at him, and said emphatically, "Eggs!"

Harry tried hard to recall, and finally remembered what Charlie said that night, that these dragons were incubating eggs, so they had particularly bad tempers.

Merlin...are they going to rush into the dragon's nest and take an egg?

At this time, there were many footsteps outside the tent, in addition to laughter and talking. It seemed that the students were rushing to the viewing stand.

When the time was almost up, Bagman untied the silk bag and said to Fleur, "Ladies first."

Furong's hands trembled slightly as she took out a green fire dragon with its tail swinging from the bag. It was a Welsh green dragon with a number plate number two tied around its neck.

The four people present knew what they were facing and were not surprised at all by the fire dragon that appeared.

Bagman then handed the silk bag to Gloria, who reached in and felt around until she found the one with the most prickly tail.

"Hungarian Horntail," Bagman exclaimed. "I heard it's the hardest one to deal with, but it's number four. You still have time to prepare."

Then Krum took out the number three Chinese fireball. Harry's hands were shaking more than Fleur's. He needed to be the first to go out and deal with the Swedish short-nosed dragon.

Gloria felt as if he was about to faint at any second.