Chapter 390 Score (Modified, Sincere Thanks to Ksg and Huan Yu of the Silver League)

At this time, thunderous applause and cheers resounded through the sky.

"Here's your score," said Charlie Weasley.

Allen squinted his eyes and looked towards the field. A string of numbers stayed in the air. Among a row of 10 points, the 8 points were particularly obtrusive.

"It's Karkaroff, he gave Harry 4 points." Charlie put his arms around his chest, "I just don't know how much he will give Krum."

Allen smiled, didn't care, and continued talking to Charlie about the Hungarian Horntail.

There was a commotion from the crowd, which meant that a new dragon had appeared, and a new player was about to enter the arena.

"Ha, another unlucky ghost, the Peruvian Viper-toothed Dragon." Charlie laughed.

This Peruvian Venomodont has smooth, brassy scales. It has a black ridge on its back and horns on its head. Small in size, only fifteen feet long, it seemed harmless.

"Its teeth are highly poisonous. The Peruvian Vipertooth is the smallest and fastest flying dragon of all known dragons. It feeds on goats and cows," Charlie said with a sudden evil smile, "but also likes eat humans."

Brooke Hernandez obviously didn't have such a cognition. Seeing this not burly dragon, he showed his extremely white teeth and waved towards the stands.

As the whistle sounded, he approached the Peruvian Poison-toothed Dragon: "Eye Sickness Curse."

To his surprise, the dragon spread its wings and took off quickly like a small reconnaissance plane, avoiding the eye sickness spell cast by Brook.

With a terrifying, earth-shattering scream, the audience gasps in unison—Brooke's arm is scratched by the dragon's teeth.

Brooke felt a sharp pain, blood gurgled from his arm, he felt dizzy, his body trembled with fear... yet at the same time, he seemed to be outside himself, as if from somewhere far away. There was a scream from the place where he knew he couldn't fall, there was a dragon beside him!

He stumbled and ran, in a daze, and in order to protect himself, the eye sickness spells spewed out from his wand one after another, hitting all directions.

A breeder of the Peruvian Vipertooth who arrived first just happened to be hit, and fell to the ground covering his eyes in pain, while Brook's running accelerated the blood flow, and the spread of the toxin made him lose his mind. He ran in the direction of the noisy stands, hoping to get help.

The Peruvian Vipertooth followed behind him, opening its mouth wide.

Suddenly, countless giant squid-like tentacles bloomed on the ground, dancing wildly.

The Peruvian Vipertooth spread its wings and was bound firmly by the rapidly spreading tentacles just as it was about to escape. These huge tentacles broke through its dragon scales, pierced into its muscles, its bones were crushed due to squeezing and entanglement, and blood gushed out continuously.

It lifted its head and howled in pain, trying to breathe out dragon breath to burn the giant tentacles, but the tentacles moved faster and sealed its high head tightly.

With a "poof", the dragon's head and tentacles were turned into ashes in the violently burning flames.

Under the stands, Allen put down his wand in the astonishment of everyone. The overwhelming applause shattered the winter air like breaking glass.

"You have the ability to kill with one blow, why are you entangled with the Hungarian Horntail?" Charlie blurted out.

"You can't give a girl a defective gift." Alan smiled.

Brooke and the unlucky breeder were quickly sent to the tent where Madam Pomfrey was. With Madam Pomfrey, as long as they were not killed immediately, they could always be treated.

"Amazing summoning spells. This is the projection of the tentacle of the North Sea monster Clark. It's a remarkable achievement. After teaching for so many years, this is the second time I have seen a wizard who has mastered so many ancient spells at such an age." The referee's seat On the road, Dumbledore, who had just recruited Fawkes to teleport to the rescue, couldn't help admiring a few words.

"Igor, you gave 8 points just because Alan's process of stopping the dragon is a bit too much?" Bagman mocked,

Watched Karkaroff and gave Brook a big 0.

After finishing, he turned his head and glanced at Albert, who smiled and nodded to him knowingly.

The other referees also gave points, without exception, all zero points.

Seeing that the matter was irreversible, Karkaroff simply gave zero points.

Krum, who played at the end, only received some sparse polite applause, and most of the little wizards were still immersed in Allen's fatal blow just now.

Krum still used the Eye Sickness Curse, and he hit the dragon's eye directly. It's a pity that the fire dragon struggled in pain, stomping back and forth, crushing half of the real eggs.

"It's his luck that he didn't encounter the Peruvian fire dragon." Charlie curled his lips.

He wasn't the only one who felt bored, not to mention he damaged those eggs.

For this reason, the referees deducted some points, but Karkaroff gave Klum 8 points with a sullen face, which caused an uproar on the field.

Colin Creevey trotted over with his big camera and told Allen to go back to the original tent.

Alan and Charlie said goodbye politely after negotiating the price of the Hungarian Horntail and the approximate handover date, and then strode towards the direction they came. Colin trotted all the way and kept taking pictures of Alan from behind.

Seeing this, Allen simply stopped and asked the other little wizards to take a group photo for them. Colin was holding the camera in his hands, his mouth was barely closed, and he looked very excited.

Allen walked into the tent again, and he was the first to arrive.

Fleur and Krum came in together, Krum's brows were almost furrowed into a knot, and the Beauxbatons girl walked in with her head lowered, without any trace of her arrogance.

And Brook didn't see him until Bagman walked into the tent.

"You're all doing well!" said Ludo Bagman, jumping briskly into the tent, looking as ecstatic as if he himself had just managed to cross a dragon.

Hearing Bagman's voice, Kara Rogers of Beauxbatons raised her head, and Fleur gasped. No wonder the girl kept her head down, not because she failed the challenge, but because half of her face was painted A thick, eerie-yellow patch of orange, presumably to heal her burns.

"Okay, I just have a few words to say. Since you are an unprecedented Six Witch Tournament with a relatively large number of participants, the organizing committee has decided to add an extra game to the previous three games. In this case, you are ready to compete The time is very tense.”

Bagman saw all the warriors listening to his speech.

"The second project will start at 9:30 am on January 1 after Christmas. Before that, you need to hurry up and test some questions! You will look down at those golden eggs in your hands, and you will find that they can Open up... see the seam there? You have to unravel the clues provided in the egg - that will tell you what the second item is, so you can get ready! Is it all clear? No problem? Okay , let's go!"