Cyrus could not have imagined that the Romanian longhorn dragon, which looked so aggressive, would actually turn around and run away.

But for the animals themselves, this was not something difficult to understand. Even a powerful fire dragon had keen perception, and the feeling Cyrus gave it was too strong, so it had lost the idea of ​​resisting.

In the dragon hunting field in Romania, if you cannot detect danger in advance, you will not be able to survive among the dragons.

but……

"I didn't allow you to leave like this." Cyrus raised his wand towards the back of the fire dragon in the sky. Then, a black chain jumped out of the wand. The iron chain made a rattling sound and rushed towards the fire dragon like a snake with eyes, locking its throat, claws and fluttering dragon wings! Cyrus immediately felt a huge force pulling in his hands, as if he had caught a speeding train!

With the fire dragon's strength, if someone else pulled it from behind, the fire dragon probably wouldn't feel anything at all, just like the clouds hanging on the wings of an airplane. It is very likely that it would not feel anything at all and could easily take the other person into the sky and then shake them off.

But Cyrus's strength is not comparable to that of an ordinary wizard! His feet seem to grow in the scorched earth. His body under the wide wizard robe is not very strong, but it contains the power comparable to that of a fire dragon! He seems to be Antaeus in mythology, with infinite power when his feet step on the ground.

The powerful fire dragon was like a pathetic kite, unable to break free! But a fire dragon was still a fire dragon after all. Even though Cyrus had the physique of a thunderbird, he was at a disadvantage in a pure strength comparison. On the other hand, his weight also made him the weaker party.

The Romanian longhorn was advancing with a slight advantage, and Cyrus's feet left a deep track in the ground.

But he was not panicked at all. He pulled back the hand holding the wand violently, and the sudden burst of power was accompanied by explosive lightning!

“Bang!”

The air was suddenly sucked out, and the flying fire dragon was immediately pulled back by Cyrus like a kite, and fell heavily. The hard dragon skeleton crushed a row of thick trees. The fire dragon raised its head and wailed, but the iron chains had already entangled it!

The fire dragon's strength that was enough to break steel and tear apart metal with its sharp teeth and claws seemed to have no effect on the iron chain that Cyrus had conjured up. It was wrapped tightly around the chain and fell to the ground, unable to turn over.

Cyrus didn't kill the dragon out of consideration for Uncle Newt, otherwise it wouldn't have been so troublesome.

Even though a fire dragon's skin could resist most magic, he didn't need to use a second move to kill a dragon.

At this moment, more than a thousand wizards had forgotten how to speak. Even though Cyrus had just had a tentative fight with Dumbledore, which gave them a certain understanding of Cyrus's strength, they were still surprised when they saw Cyrus use his physical strength to directly pull back the flying fire dragon.

What's the difference between this and an ant pulling back a plane? "Is he really a wizard? Or did another dragon learn the spell and become a wizard?"

This doubt appeared in everyone's mind almost at the same time.

If Harry could see this scene, perhaps he would remember the night when Voldemort confidently rushed to Cyrus, but one of his hands was directly twisted into pieces.

But he was destined to be invisible.

At this moment, Harry was struggling to move forward in the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

As the youngest contestant, he was under much more pressure than the others. He couldn't Apparate, so he could only move forward awkwardly on slippery dead leaves and mossy dead wood.

He had been to the Forbidden Forest several times, but the Forbidden Forest was too large and the scenery here looked very similar.

The closest he had ever been to the Forbidden Forest was in his second year, when he, Ron and Cyrus were hunting for spiders.

However, they had only walked into the woods for more than half an hour at that time, but now, he had passed through the charred depression over there and saw the abandoned corpses of spiders, which seemed to have been drained of their life and dead.

They stood alone in the scorched soil, stretching their dead legs like twisted, wind-dried thorns.

He knew he had gone further this time.

With every breath Harry took, he could feel his heart beating strongly. This was the fear and tension that gave him a more real feeling about life. His green eyes scanned the dark forest. He guessed that the sun had risen completely, but the further he walked into the forbidden forest, the dimmer his vision became.

He moved the wand to his left hand and held the magic gun tightly in his right hand. His palms were full of sweat. It seemed that only this could make him feel calmer.

After entering the Forbidden Forest, the first thing Harry did was to use the Summoning Spell to summon the magic guns back as Dumbledore said. From the time he was selected as a warrior to the time he participated in the competition, he and Cedric were learning from Dumbledore.

Harry asked Dumbledore to help him replenish some alchemical bullets.

Dumbledore not only did this, but also actively taught Harry to try to make bullets himself. However, Harry did not learn it, but Cedric could occasionally succeed.

Now the most urgent thing for Harry is to find Cedric.

The difficulty of this game was beyond his imagination. It would be difficult for him to complete the game without meeting up with Cedric. As for other information, Harry didn't even think about it.

He hadn't signed up for the competition in the first place, so there was no need for him to try so hard.

However, how to find Cedric in the Forbidden Forest is another problem.

Harry looked up at the sky, but his sight could not penetrate the dense gray-green branches and leaves, so he could only sigh helplessly.

He and Cedric had originally agreed that after entering the Forbidden Forest, they would send sparks to the sky to locate each other. This method was only useful at the beginning. Now, the deeper they went into the forest, the more difficult it was for the wands to emit sparks and they could not see the sky.

Now, Harry could only move forward blindly according to his initial impression, but the jungle itself was a huge maze, and it was not uncommon to get lost in it.

Harry didn't meet Cedric, but instead there was a sudden noise in the bushes not far away.

He immediately raised his guard. In such an environment, no matter whether the thing emerging from the bushes was a wizard or a magical animal, it was a danger! Suddenly, a golden shadow rushed out.

Harry's heart seemed to miss a beat, his mind went blank, and he couldn't think of any spell. Instead, his right hand holding the gun had already stretched out, and his finger couldn't help but pull the trigger.

“Bang!”

The magic bullet was fired in an instant.

The figure seemed to be startled as well, but she reacted quickly and the bullet missed her target, but hit an invisible barrier instead. The spell was completely released. It was a disarming spell with great power, and even the armor spell was almost shattered.

If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have been hit by Harry's spell. Or rather, she didn't react at all, but because she was cautious, she cast the Shield Charm in advance, and unexpectedly it worked.

"Are you Miss Cassandra?" Harry recognized her this time. Or rather, he would never forget Cassandra's beautiful face even in his dreams.

He breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Cassandra was a follower of Cyrus. Both he and she had marks in their hands. So, she could be considered one of their own and there was no need to worry about being attacked.

But Cassandra's attitude was not so good.

"Call me Wo Lei, we're not that familiar with each other yet." She said coldly.

"Okay, Miss Wally." Harry didn't care. In such an environment, it was lucky to see someone he knew. He made a suggestion, "Miss Wally, I think we can cooperate."

"I don't mind." Cassandra nodded.

Compared with the competition between schools, she was more concerned about the contest between Cyrus himself and Dumbledore and Grindelwald, two men who were worthy of being called demon kings.

Cooperate with Harry to eliminate the old classmates from Durmstrang first, and it won’t be too late to consider other things later.

"And the wizards from Beauxbatons, it would be best if we could eliminate them all in the first match!" Cassandra said angrily.

"But, according to the rules, the warriors of Beauxbatons will not be eliminated. No one can eliminate them." Harry reminded in a low voice. Cassandra's aura always made him afraid to speak.

Cassandra gave Harry a look of disappointment and said sarcastically, "Where did you come from, a good kid? If everyone followed the rules, your name wouldn't appear in the Goblet of Fire."

Harry was immediately speechless.

But this is also true. Even before the competition started, countless people had already broken the rules.

The rules of the Goblet of Fire are like the school rules of Hogwarts, a complete joke.

"What are you going to do?"

"It's simple. The rules say they can't be eliminated, but they don't say they can't give up the game themselves."

"I don't think they'd be willing to give it up on their own."

"If they don't want to be decent, we will help them be decent!" Cassandra sneered and said the most terrible words with her most beautiful face, "Isn't it enough to beat them so that they can't participate? Besides, in the Warriors Championship, it's not uncommon for one or two people to die!"

Harry looked at her beautiful face and couldn't help but shudder.

Who would have thought that this beautiful girl was actually a living devil?

He was very scared, but decided to dissuade her.

"Are you crazy? How can you kill someone?!"

"Mr. Cyrus said that the warriors of Beauxbatons had been replaced a long time ago. Apart from the half-blood veela, the other two were Death Eaters!" Cassandra rolled her eyes at Harry, "Are you so kind to Death Eaters as well?"

"A Death Eater's life is also a life...wait, Death Eaters?" Harry paused, as if he had just remembered what a Death Eater was, and immediately said, "How are you going to kill them?!"

He looked impatient and raised the pistol in his hand: "How about using this? This thing is much more useful than a magic wand!"

"I have twelve rounds of spell bullets. We can use them all on them, six for each!" He was about to empty the magazine. "How about using a strong decompression spell on them and then giving them a laxative? Or a Stunning Spell?"

Cassandra: ??? Cassandra’s mind was immediately filled with disgusting and nauseating images.

"I think you're taking this a bit too far."

She didn't expect Harry to have such a side. She could only say that Harry's personality had changed a little due to his different experiences. Especially after being kidnapped by Voldemort several times and tortured by Pettigrew with the Cruciatus Curse... He knew how cruel the Death Eaters were.

Maybe he still wouldn't kill anyone, but Harry didn't mind using some evil spells to teach those bastards a lesson.

"Anyway, let's find them first." Cassandra said, "Remember the order of departure? First the half-Veela, then you and me, which means they are behind us.

"But the location where we entered the Forbidden Forest is not exactly the same, and they have a map, so they may have gone further than us," said Harry.

"No, they won't be eliminated, remember? So they will definitely try every means to get clues about the second competition." Cassandra analyzed, "It would be best if we find a few more helpers, two Death Eaters, their abilities may not be something we can contend with."

Although Cassandra was also skilled in dark magic, she could never be a match for the Death Eaters.

Not all of Voldemort's men are good-for-nothings. In fact, quite the opposite. The elite Death Eaters are extremely powerful. Among those who truly stand at the top of the Death Eaters, any one of them is more than qualified to be a professor or even a dean at Hogwarts!

If those people are trash, then aren't those Phoenix martyrs who died during the war years ridiculous? The enemy is powerful and cruel, this is the reality!

It was not Voldemort himself who brought terror to the name "Voldemort", but the Death Eaters! In those days, when wizards pronounced this name, the Death Eaters followed.

"But I can't find Cedric, he's very capable!" said Harry distressed.

Harry saw how good Cedric was. He was only in the sixth grade this year, but he was outstanding in every aspect and his character was like that of an upright knight. He had never met Hufflepuff himself, but Harry thought that if Hufflepuff had a successor, Cedric would be the most suitable.

"It all depends on luck, but I have a way to find those two Death Eaters." Cassandra smiled proudly, "Mr. Cyrus gave me the method of using the Dark Mark!"

(End of this chapter)