When Hibiscus Chinensis appeared again, wrapped in a cloak, the audience burst into cheers.
Regarding Hibiscus Chinensis's performance just now, the little wizards had different opinions. Anyway, the boys were shouting, screaming, and applauding deafeningly.
For example, Harry and Hermione, who were next to Elwyn, had completely different opinions.
"She did well!" Harry said and applauded hard.
"Except for her good dancing, her performance in other aspects is terrible!" Hermione said bluntly, "The effect of her spell is limited, and it can only succeed once. Obviously, it was prepared for the fire dragon, and the judges will definitely see that. After putting the fire dragon to sleep, she was actually touched by Mars. "
In all fairness, Hibiscus Chinensis's performance was not good enough, far worse than Krum's.
Except for the magic to restrain the fire dragon and the courage she summoned at the end, there was nothing else that could be praised.
After a moment of silence, the judges began to score Hibiscus Chinensis.
Mrs. Maxim gave full marks, Bagman gave eight, and Dumbledore and Mr. Crouch gave seven, which was a fair evaluation.
Kakarov gave five, full of malice.
"Look, the China fireball is coming out, and Ron is under it!"
Everyone turned to the entrance, looking forward to Ron's performance.
"Now, let's welcome our youngest warrior, Mr. Weasley!" Bagman shouted.
After the whistle, Ron walked out of the tent, and he looked like he was about to suffocate!
During the long wait, Ron's inner nervousness increased little by little, and it had reached an extreme level.
His mind was blank, and he could not think of anything. The nerves in his body were beating rapidly.
Ron felt as if his legs did not belong to him. He walked clumsily through the bushes, passed through a gap in the fence, and entered the arena.
The next second, everything in front of him was like a colorful dream.
Hundreds of faces looked at him from the upper stands, scrutinizing him.
Ron tried hard to find the faces of familiar faces such as Elwyn, Harry, and Hermione. This made him feel more at ease.
But he couldn't. At this moment, in his eyes, everyone's face seemed to be the same. They were all looking at him expressionlessly.
Thousands of faces spun in front of Ron's eyes. He felt as if the world was spinning, and he could faint at any time.
At the other end of the field stood the bright red China fireball.
The Chinese Fireball, which was relatively docile, ignored Ron at all. Instead, the noise from the audience made it very nervous.
It tightly protected the dragon egg under its body, constantly looking around, and spitting out a huge fireball as a warning.
Unlike the two fire dragons that had appeared before, the flames of the Chinese Fireball were instantaneous mushroom-shaped fireballs, not the long chain of demonic fire that spurted out. The effect of the huge fireball with high temperature looked even more amazing.
Facing the China fireball, everyone was waiting to see what Ron would do!
Would he rush toward the fire dragon like Krum, or would he use some magical magic like Hibiscus Chinensis?!
The next second, to everyone's surprise, Ron turned around.
He ran as fast as he could in the opposite direction of the other side of the field, trying to stay as far away from the fire dragon as possible.
Ron told himself to get rid of all distracting thoughts and focus completely on the crossbow that Harry had lent him.
"The situation is not good. Our youngest warrior seems to be scared out of his wits!" Bargman shouted with a frown, "Why is he so far away from the fire dragon? Does he have other plans?!"
Slythrin took the lead in booing from the audience, and noisy curses immediately reverberated in the entire venue.
They didn't see Ron's plan. They only saw Ron stand there in a daze after he ran to the edge of the field.
The malicious noise was endless, and everyone seemed to think that Ron was going to give up.
If so, this would be the most boring game. In their eyes, Ron didn't deserve to be a warrior at all.
It was indeed difficult to concentrate in such an environment. Ron tried several times, but he didn't succeed.
"The crossbow is coming!" he shouted anxiously, raising his wand high.
Ron waited, every cell in his body praying and hoping.
If this trick didn't work, if the crossbow didn't come, he didn't dare to think about it.
Looking at everything around him, he felt as if there was a shimmering transparent barrier in front of him.
It was like a layer of hot smoke, making the hundreds of faces in the field and around him float strangely!
Ron waved his wand hard, but nothing happened, which made him look a little silly.
The questioning voices in the audience grew louder and louder, and no one knew what Ron was going to do.
"Oh no, he's too nervous!" Elwyn said, staring at Ron. "This is not good!"
"Ron, concentrate and get rid of all distractions!" Hermione shouted, but it was no use.
As soon as she shouted, her voice was immediately drowned in the loud noise of the audience.
Ron waved his wand hard, getting more and more anxious as time went by.
He tried to calm down, but the more he tried, the more nervous he became.
Then, Ron suddenly remembered the magic potions that Elwyn gave him.
Elwyn had told him to take the potions while sitting on the flying broomstick, out of everyone's sight, so that no one would see him use the potions.
But it was obvious that he couldn't go on like this. Looking at the huge fire dragon close at hand, Ron felt that he couldn't hold on much longer.
He needed some confidence. Ron trembled as he took out a bottle of potion from his pocket, tilted his head back, and drank it.
"You can't hurt me, your fire can't hurt me!" he murmured to himself, staring at the fire dragon.
The cold feeling flowed through his body, making him sober up a lot.
Seeing Ron's action, the boos in the audience grew louder, and some people began to suspect that Ron was cheating.
The first two warriors only used wands, but Ron needed the help of magic potions. This was obviously unfair!
"Aha, Mr. Weasley has prepared magic potions!" Bargman said loudly. "Let's hear what the judges have to say."
Dumbledore, Crouch, Kakarov, and Mrs. Maxim were discussing Ron's behavior quickly.
They soon came to a conclusion, which was announced by Bargman.
"The results are out. Although the hegemony competition stipulates that the wand is the only weapon of the warriors, there is no rule that forbids the use of magic potions. Mr. Weasley has cleverly found a loophole!" Bargman shouted happily. "Of course, we have to check the magic potions he took to see if they are illegal."
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