The headmaster of Uagadou sat next to Madame Maxime. The two formed a sharp contrast. This scene was like Madame Maxime putting her doll next to her. The witch said in a hoarse voice: "What my students lack the least is courage. The reason why they didn't move is because there are more important things."

"Is she adding protective magic to her companions? African gesture casting is really unique, like dancing..." Dumbledore said with a smile, twisting his beard.

They looked at a corner of the venue together.

The warrior who was as agile as a leopard waved his arms quickly, moved the air, and muttered something. Colorful lines appeared in the air, like ropes, and were wrapped around the largest Uagadou warrior. He grinned, with a painful expression on his face, but his body was stiff and motionless.

The most powerful one was Ilvermorny. The wands in the hands of the three warriors were like long whistles, whistling out powerful spells. The red and black flames and the swirling whirlwinds combined to form a spectacular composite magic.

The strong wind even affected the Durmstrang warriors nearby. Krum, who was hiding and constantly approaching the dragon, was forced to show up. He retreated quickly with a gloomy face. The fireball dragon had already looked over and watched the dragon eggs in the nest more closely.

"Why are you doing this!" A Durmstrang warrior shouted to the side.

"This is allowed by the rules. One of the troubles of the warriors comes from other warriors. You should know!" Victor Graves said coldly. He and his companions were trying their best to control the black whirlwind. Flames like broken silk flew out of the wind and drifted far to the area of ​​other dragons.

The Durmstrang warrior gritted his teeth and wanted to recite a spell for him, but this was not allowed by the rules.

Harry, who was dealing with the Hungarian Horntail, raised his broom suddenly and dodged a beautiful but dangerous black flame flower. A corner of his robe turned into flying ash. He was shocked and broke into a cold sweat.

He also realized the danger. The field was full of dangers. He had almost been hit by the flames of the slightly crazy Australian White Eye. Even the sky, which he shared with the blue eagle of Vagadu, became more dangerous.

He had to make room for the blue eagle and let it entangle with the Australian White Eye. He approached the direction of Beauxbatons. There was only Fleur. She stood about forty feet away from the dragon and seemed to be casting a complicated hypnotic spell. The dragon was drowsy, but at every critical moment, a few black flame flowers flew from the Ilvermorny field on the other side of her and landed on the Welsh green dragon. Although it didn't have much effect, it was enough to wake it up. Fleur looked

at the flames angrily, and the other two warriors of Beauxbatons were distracted to help her solve the problem.

Harry stood on a high place, overlooking the overall situation, and had an understanding in his heart. If he wanted to end the game without interference, he had to do it as soon as possible. He descended and told Ron and Hermione his thoughts.

The two had not been idle during this period. One of them erected a high earth wall, and the other dug a deep pit. It looked like a simple defense site. Even Bagman kept looking in this direction. But there was probably nothing to say, so he quickly turned his head away.

"The scene was a bit intense, even though it's only been two minutes... But if you ask me, if we don't achieve results within half an hour, it will be difficult to do so later... Oh, look, the warriors of Hogwarts and the warriors of Ugadu have made new moves! Are they going to cooperate? Oh my God!"

He shouted in shock, and everyone's attention was attracted.

At this moment, on Cedric's side, the blue Swedish short-nosed dragon had reached the limit of its tolerance for the rain clouds above its head. What's more, outside the thick rain curtain, there was a thick fog that made it unable to see far away, and even the ground under its feet became blurry.

It lowered its head, and the blue flames sprayed on the chains on its feet. The iron chains that were cast with the fireproof spell became scorching hot. After half a minute, the iron chains finally couldn't withstand the high temperature and were pulled away by it.

The Swedish short-nosed dragon was free!

It flapped its wings excitedly, and soared straight into the sky, smashing the annoying rain clouds. The Swedish short-nosed dragon quickly caught a glimpse of a wizard riding on a broom and a blue eagle, but it looked at the huge Hungarian Horntail with fear, and did not go over, but just threw a long flame over.

Then it turned around and dived through the thick fog. The annoying wizard was no longer in sight. In its place was a goat, which happened to be a little hungry. The Swedish short-nosed dragon glanced at its dragon nest and felt a little dangerous. It flew to the dragon nest and grabbed the dragon egg with its hind legs, intending to place the dragon egg in a safe place before catching the goat. But just as it flew up from the ground, it heard someone chanting a spell, and a black thorn suddenly appeared from more than ten feet away, extending quickly towards it.

It stared at the dragon's eyes. In the blink of an eye, the black thorns climbed up its blue scales, wings, and neck along its claws. It struggled hard, flapping its wings at the same time. The black thorns cracked like biscuits, but more black plants surged up.

The abominable wizard who disappeared before appeared again and chanted a spell at it.

"Dizzy! Dumb! Dumb!" Cedric shouted loudly.

With the black thorns that Roger Davis had used the growth spell to produce, the Swedish short-nosed dragon was temporarily fixed in mid-air. He could chant spells recklessly, and red light hit its abdomen area without scale protection.

The Swedish short-nosed dragon was drowsy, flapping its wings aimlessly, struggling by instinct, and unknowingly approached the area of ​​​​Vagadu next to it. At this time, a silver tail with colorful light flew out from nowhere and hit it directly on the head.

This time, it finally couldn't hold on, fell from mid-air, hit the ground hard, and raised a cloud of dust.

But it was still conscious. It still carefully grasped the dragon egg on its left foot, turned its neck and used the position it remembered to spit out blue hot flames in the direction of Cedric and Roger Davis, who had to stay away.

At this time, the Swedish short-nosed dragon felt its left foot hit by a mosquito, but it didn't care and just spit out flames happily. Then a feeling of numbness appeared, and it stopped, and saw blankly that its claws had loosened at some point, and the dragon egg rolled to the side.

Did it run out of strength? It wondered, but it immediately opened its mouth, not spitting out flames, but was extremely shocked.

My own dragon egg... actually grew legs and ran away, and ran farther and farther?

Collins Foley, who was in the state of the Disillusionment Charm, finally waited for the opportunity. She was originally good at silent spells. During this period, she repeatedly practiced the Disillusionment Charm and the Extraction Charm, just to wait for this opportunity.

God knows that when the Swedish short-nosed dragon grabbed the dragon egg, she had already touched the side, but she believed in her companions and hid according to the plan until the fire dragon was locked by Roger Davis's black thorns. She used the silent spell "Relaxation" more than ten times in a row to make the fire dragon loosen its claws.

She held the dragon egg, and every step seemed to be stepping on her heart. The "bang bang" sound seemed to resonate with her whole body. She finally escaped from the most dangerous place. She turned around and saw Cedric and Roger Davis chanting a coma spell at the Swedish short-nosed dragon.

She threw the dragon egg far away and ran back. She found her wand missing. Oh no, it must have fallen on the field. The scene was so chaotic and dusty. She looked left and right and found a gray stick that looked like a mace. She bent down to pick it up and smashed it hard on the back of the dragon's head.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

After an unknown amount of time, Roger Davis stopped her and said, "Stop hitting it. If you hit it again, it will wake it up." Collins was stunned and found that the Swedish short-nosed dragon had fainted.

She sat down on the ground with a plop.

Bagman shouted excitedly, "Look, the first successful team has appeared. They not only got the dragon egg, but also knocked out the dragon. Extra points, extra points!"

The applause from the stands was thunderous, and the cheers and screams were deafening.

"Where did you get the stick in your hand? Did you use Transfiguration on your wand? Why does it look so familiar?" Roger Davis said.

Collins stared at him blankly and pointed in a direction, which was the direction of the Uagadou team.

Roger and Cedric turned their heads and their expressions became dull. At the location of the Australian Eye, a huge African elephant appeared at some point. It was only ten feet tall, less than half the length of the fire dragon, but with the help of his teammates, it still managed to step on the fire dragon and was trampling it like crazy.

"Oh my God!" Roger Davis said absentmindedly.

"Yes, the fire dragon is going crazy..." Cedric said.