Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 220: Complete in order

At this time, Bagman’s voice resounded through the audience again and interrupted their conversation: “Please wait a moment! We need to clean up the battlefield at this time to create a relatively fair The environment, the current venue is in a messy state!"

After a while, Ludo Bagman’s voice came over with an aura:

"Next, I will invite the next warrior to appear. As the only lady of the four warriors, how will Miss Delacour perform? Let us wait and see! The fire dragon she will face It's the Welsh Green Dragon!"

"Well, we have to go back now, how about it, two principals, should your doubts be explained clearly?" Dumbledore asked at this time.

Kakaroff shook his robe fiercely, making a piercing noise, and then followed Dumbledore back, while Mrs. Maxim ran back all the way, with a nervous expression on her face. , The luxurious opal ornaments on the neck made a crisp sound as they ran, because the next warrior was Fleur Delacour, from the Boothbarton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, her lover.

And Moody's magic eye next to Moody's, at this time, the lively twilight turned, looking at Malfoy with admiration, looking very satisfied, and the cane stomped on the ground.

"Good job." He said approvingly.

"Hurry up and see Ms. Pomfrey, there may be something invisible that you are injured. You didn't notice it." Professor McGonagall said with concern.

"Yes, yes, Draco, go quickly, the emergency tent is over there." Narcissa agreed.

Ms. Pomfrey was standing at the entrance of the second tent at this time, her expression was very anxious. She was wearing a white nurse uniform and a white hat. She looked in the direction of the venue from time to time. She listened. Following Bagman’s explanation, I felt that the first warrior should be here soon.

Sure enough, she immediately saw Malfoy walking towards the tent he was in, his feet calm, not as if he was injured.

"Oh my God, Merlin, I really didn't get hurt." After a rough inspection, Madam Pomfrey looked extremely surprised, and she couldn't help showing a little joy on her face.

This tent is divided into several compartments by a few white canvases. Since Malfoy was the first to appear, he is the only one here.

"Come on, warrior, give you a towel and wipe your sweat." The amiable head nurse handed Malfoy a clean white towel. Fire dragons love to be unclean, they don’t like brushing their teeth and bathing.” Speaking of those dragons, the lady’s face was immediately full of disgust, and then she complained: “Last year it was a dementor, this year it’s a fire dragon , What else will they bring into this school next? I sincerely hope that the next warrior will be as lucky as you."

This is the occupational disease of medical staff, and there is an instinctive aversion to the danger that will cause patients.

"There may also be the fried-tail snails hybridized by Mr. Hager, an expert in cultivating dangerous organisms." Malfoy held this sentence in his heart and did not say it.

Suddenly, a burst of singing penetrated through the tent, and the melodious female voice was like weeping, looking mysterious and distant, quiet and elegant, as if it had brought magic power to make people involuntarily want to close their eyes and be intoxicated. .

Suddenly, the beautiful singing came to an abrupt end, and then the boiling human voice suddenly burst out, mixed with Bagman's commentary, and passed in through the tent.

"This warrior from Boothbatten succeeded! The fire dragon seemed to be completely fascinated by her! Falling into a deep sleep! Of course, I think the audience present is the same, involuntarily intoxicated In the meantime, I think she can hold a separate concert in the future. At the same time, I have to say that the costume of this warrior is also very correct today! It looks very capable and neat, with a simple beauty, I dare Bet, if she was wearing a long dress just now, she would definitely not be able to pass the fire dragon easily, even if it was almost asleep."

After a short while, the audience's voice stopped. Furong should have left the arena at this time and walked towards the tent.

"Child, come in!" Madam Pomfrey hurried to the past at this time, took Fleur in from the entrance of the tent, led her to sit next to a chair, and then put a generous dress on her Outer clothes, she seemed to be trembling a little because of the air-conditioning from the outside world.

"Thank you." Furong said, her face was still a little pale. The game just now was still a bit difficult for her, and she felt that her fate was not under her control. She was afraid that she would wake up the dragon with a mistake.

But she succeeded, and even perfect. After hearing the applause of the audience and the smile of Mrs. Maxim's approval, she felt that it was all worthwhile.

"Congratulations, it looks pretty good." Malfoy's voice crossed the canvas, congratulating Fleur.

"Thank you." Fleur said, just as she was about to ask Malfoy how he passed the level, Madam Pomfrey opened the canvas, carrying some bottles and jars, and came over with a steaming potion. .

"I took a look. Your ankle is a bit sprained. You still have to drink some medicine. It's not good to affect the second task." Madam Pomfrey shook her head and pointed to another steaming cup. Said: "This is freshly boiled sweet **** juice, don't catch a cold."

Later, Mrs. Pomfrey took out her magic wand again~ IndoMTL.com~ She gently waved it in the direction of Furong’s injury, and Furong immediately felt a refreshing sensation spreading from her calf upwards, a little fire. The spicy pain was immediately relieved, and the long and narrow wound began to heal slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even though the fire dragon was asleep, its tail would still wave and defend subconsciously. She was injured just to escape and hit a piece of gravel.

Suddenly, a burst of sleepy intent struck Fleur, using Veeva's inherited talent to cast enchanting magic on the fire dragon, which seemed reluctant to her, very exhausting, plus the medicine brought by Ms. Pomfrey Maybe some calming elements were added, and she quickly fell asleep leaning on the chair.

After a while, the third warrior, Victor Krum, also finished his mission and walked into the tent. He was intact, but his face was a little ugly and a little depressed.

The last warrior, Harry Potter, ended the battle faster than they thought. It was almost Krum who entered the tent with his front foot, and he followed him with his back foot, but he was not like Krum. Fortunately, he suffered some injuries to his shoulder. Then Madam Pomfrey cleaned his wound with a smoky, unpleasant purple liquid, and then she stabbed Harry in the shoulder with a magic wand, and he felt The wound healed immediately. ()