Cassandra was standing on a huge runespoor, its scales like sharp protrusions of rubble.

The humid wind in the jungle blew her golden curly hair in the air, making her look like a Valkyrie!

"Vore's daughter?"

Rodolphus was also frightened by the sudden attack of Cassandra and the unique Runespoor. He rolled to the ground, avoiding Cassandra's intensive attacks, and cast an armor spell to counterattack the spell, but it landed on the scales of the Runespoor that were larger than his palms.

Although Rodolphus did not think that Cassandra had killed Rabastan, he became even angrier when he saw Cassandra.

Originally, Rabastan separated from him to deal with Cassandra. Now Cassandra is still standing here, but his brother is still alive or dead. This contrast makes him feel even more difficult to calm down! Moreover, he didn't dare to go to Cyrus to avenge his brother. From the beginning, he had set his sights on Cassandra and Fisher. Now that Cassandra and Fisher happened to meet, Rodolphus's murderous intent became even stronger!

"Wore? How did you get here?" Fisher looked at the huge snake. The three heads of the Runespoor spit out scarlet tongues at the same time, and the terrifying snake eyes swept over as if it regarded everyone as prey.

This was the first time that Fischer had seen such a huge Runespoor. He felt like a hare in front of the snake, which could be swallowed up easily.

Out of fear, he did not approach Cassandra rashly, but kept a certain distance, and looked at Rodolphus warily together with Cassandra.

The pain from the wound on his back became more and more intense.

"We just happened to meet." Cassandra said casually. She was not particularly familiar with Fisher and had no intention of revealing any information about the Death Eaters. Although Fisher was a good candidate, he was not yet a believer of Cyrus! "Okay, let's kill him together!" Cassandra was ready for battle.

No one else present realized that when she said "kill him", she really meant to kill Rodolphus!

After selecting the warriors from the Goblet of Fire, Cassandra did not focus on the competition itself. She knew very well that she would not be the protagonist of this game, and she did not intend to use the championship to gain attention. The only thing she could do was to help Cyrus a little.

Although I don't know what the Death Eaters' plan is, it won't be wrong to kill them.

She swiftly jumped off the back of the Runespoor, and then pointed her wand, and the huge monster immediately twisted its train-like body and pressed towards Rodolphus! The danger of a Runespoor snake of about two meters in length was enough to be rated as 4X. Even if this Runespoor snake was not as strong as a fire dragon, it was still quite powerful.

The runespoor snake apparently swooped down on Rodolphus as if he were food, and the fanged head on the right side shot out like lightning!

Rodolphus rolled to the ground without hesitation, dodging the attack, then aimed at the head on the left and threw an eye-spell!

Although it was huge, the runespoor's magic resistance was no match for the dragon's, and its eyes were also its weak spot. It had suffered at the hands of Cedric before it met Cassandra, and if it was hit by Rodolphus's spell again, it might really go blind in one eye.

The middle head, which was immersed in glory and honor, immediately closed its eyes and turned its head to block the curse for the head on the left. Then, it swung its powerful tail and swept towards Rodolphus like a whip! "Snap!"

It was as if even the air was split apart!

Fisher was so frightened that he dared to approach Cassandra. He watched from afar as the huge monster rampaged through the jungle. The thick fir trees were chopped off by the runespoor's tail, but they did not collapse immediately. Instead, they tilted and were supported by the branches of the surrounding trees.

"Where did you find such a big guy?!" he asked in surprise.

"It was just a coincidence." Cassandra didn't explain much. It was indeed a coincidence that she met the Runespoor, but it took some tricks to subdue the Runespoor. Such a powerful magical animal was not easy for her to deal with, but Cyrus always had some special methods for snakes.

The ancient magic mark that Cyrus left on her arm was not just a pretty decoration, it contained Cyrus' magic power. And it just so happened that Cyrus was both a snake tonguer and held a snakewood wand.

The power of Parseltongue seemed to be enhanced by ancient magic, and it was in this way that Cassandra commanded this special runespoor.

"Don't worry about it, let's do it too!" Cassandra elegantly picked up the wand and cast a spell at Rodolphus who was being chased by the Runespoor! Rodolphus was not particularly embarrassed. Being big has its advantages, and being small has its advantages. In the eyes of the Runespoor, Rodolphus was just like a slippery loach that could not be caught at all.

Moreover, the weakness of the Runespoor was too obvious. As long as he could target it, it would only be a matter of time for him to defeat it. He dodged the attack cautiously while attacking the head that could make decisions.

Cassandra naturally wouldn't let him have his way.

In that instant, she and Fisher joined the battle at the same time. Cassandra and Fisher used the huge body of the runespoor as cover and moved forward. The brilliant light of the spell flashed in the air like fireworks!

Compared to Fisher's upright attack method, Cassandra was much more ferocious. None of her spells were not black magic. Every blow was aimed at Rodolphus's head or heart, or she used the cutting spell, or used spears and swords to pierce his body.

Cassandra would do anything except the Unforgivable Curses!

Another person who was eager to cast the Killing Curse was Rodolphus himself. His skills were indeed good, but he could not withstand the siege of three heads and two wands. Most of the time, he even had no time to care about Fisher's spells that did not cause such great damage.

This was almost the most intense battle. Cassandra and Fischer pressed forward step by step, and the Runespoor blocked Rodolphus's retreat from the front and back.

Rodolphus even thought of escaping, but he was soon surprised to find that the small area was cast with a counter-spell of Apparition.

"I've been on guard against you!" Cassandra suddenly shot out a blazing flame, and her lips, which were painted with light green lipstick, curled up slightly.

She had made preparations before rushing out, and although the spell was cast in a hurry and the range was not very large, it was not a problem. She had been trapping Rodolphus in this area rhythmically.

Rodolphus' forehead was covered with sweat. He failed to Apparate, but the side effects of Apparate did not disappear immediately.

"Flying sand and rocks!"

His mind was briefly dazed for a moment, and it was at this moment that Fischer's spell hit him first!

Rodolphus' left arm was instantly blown into a bloody mess. He flew sideways and rolled several times on the ground in a panic, raising his head ferociously like a wounded wolf.

Unfortunately, what caught his eye was not a weak prey, but a ferocious and gorgeous venomous snake! Cassandra threw out a tearing spell just like she did to Rabastan, and the invisible blade chopped towards Rodolphus' heart! Rodolphus' pupils reflected the dense blades, and the air seemed to be divided into several pieces. At that moment, his pupils seemed to be pierced by the sharp blades.

“Snap!”

That was Rodolphus's left hand. There was no good meat left on the arm. Instead, it looked like minced meat that had been cut by a meat grinder, and fell to the ground in puddles like mud. Only the white bones were still intact.

Fischer retched a bit but did not dare bend down.

Because although Rodolphus' face was as white as a corpse, his fierce eyes kept biting them and refused to let go.

"Did you move your body to the right when the spell hit your heart?" Cassandra frowned. "You are smarter than the other guy. He was hit in the chest by my spell."

"Another one?" Rodolphus seemed to have forgotten the pain at this moment. The veins on his forehead bulged and he roared at Cassandra like a devil, "You killed my brother!"

"That's your brother?" Cassandra was also a little surprised, but she would not sympathize with the Death Eaters. "That's great. I was worried that he would die alone and his family would be sad. Now that you are killed too, everything will be perfect!"

If Rodolphus had not been so blinded by hatred, he would have really wanted to ask Cassandra who the Death Eater was. But he couldn't ask, because at the moment he just wanted to tear Cassandra into pieces.

If it were Cyrus, he might have asked Rodolphus why he hadn't thought of this day when he tortured and killed other wizards, but Cassandra just raised her wand coldly and pointed it at Rodolphus in front of Fischer's surprised gaze.

"You killed someone?" Fisher looked at her blankly, "Do you want to kill another one?"

"What's wrong?" Cassandra asked.

"What's wrong?" Fisher raised his voice ridiculously. He stood in front of Cassandra, trying to stop the beautiful transfer student from making more serious mistakes.

But Cassandra pushed him away without hesitation.

"I didn't ask you to do anything, just stand aside and watch."

"Are you crazy? This is just a game, you're going to disqualify us!"

"Don't you understand, Fisher?" Cassandra's green eyes stared at him, as if she was looking at a childish and innocent child. "What?"

"You think the collapse of Nurmengard was an accident? Haven't you heard about what happened in the British wizarding world over the years?" Cassandra sneered, "You really should grow up, Fisher. This has never been just a game, but a clash of power!"

Cassandra spoke slowly under Fisher's surprised gaze: "You think the lake may seem calm, but the undercurrent has already been surging."

At that moment, many things flashed through Fisher's mind. Many things he had never thought of before suddenly became bright like a flash of inspiration! He understood that the seemingly peaceful scene now was just the calm before the storm, and it might only take a thunderclap to break this illusion.

The ending of Goblet of Fire is the lightning itself!

He stepped aside, and now there was nothing between Cassandra and Rodolphus.

On the Quidditch pitch.

More than a thousand spectators watched this scene nervously - Cassandra, who had already killed someone, once again raised her wand towards the Beauxbatons warrior. The Beauxbatons warrior, who had only one hand left, knelt on the ground, seemingly having lost the ability to resist.

In fact, most people were disgusted by Rodolphus's initial attack on Fischer and had a mediocre impression of him, but at this moment, most people were worried about him.

"She shouldn't be so flamboyant," Hermione frowned.

Knowing that the enemy was a Death Eater, Hermione did not object to Cassandra killing him, but doing so in front of more than a thousand people was not a good thing for Cassandra.

"Maybe she doesn't care. I mean, she's so cool!" Ron said enviously.

In the Weasley family, killing a Death Eater is an honor worthy of being written into the family tree!

At the same time, in the referee's booth, the professors were also extremely panicked.

Mag's face turned pale and he was in a panic: "We need to make her stop immediately, otherwise..."

"The game continues!" Little Batty interrupted her.

"What?" Mag looked surprised and angry. "Do you know what you are talking about, Ms. Maxime?"

She walked up to Little Batty in anger and questioned him with an incredulous look: "That's your student's life!"

"Historically, the Tournament has always been a dangerous activity. They were prepared to make sacrifices before coming to Hogwarts." Barty Jr. said with a straight face. He looked at McGonagall, as if he didn't care at all about the life and death of the Lestrange brothers.

"Ms. Mag, I think that since the tournament has been held again, casualties should not be a reason to stop it. This is not just a game, or do you think this is just playing house?"

"Well! I think they'll be happy to meet a principal like you!"

Being ridiculed by little Barty, Mag was a little annoyed. She sat back in her seat without looking back, as if she swearing never to say a good word for the wizards of Beauxbatons again.

But in the Forbidden Forest, Rodolphus did not immediately give up hope of survival.

As long as a wizard still holds the wand in his hand, he cannot be considered to have lost.

Just like now, Rodolphus madly ignited the flames from hell! The fierce fire began to burn!

(End of this chapter)