The International Wizard Federation and the Department of Sports of the Ministry of Magic had clear regulations on the drugs that were prohibited from being used in competitions.
There were Blessing Potions, many potions that could replenish magic power and energy, as well as potions that could increase the speed, strength, and reflexes of the body, as well as potions that were not suitable for use in competitions and could easily break the balance. There were hundreds of them.
However, the fire protection potion that Elwyn gave to Ron was not included in the list. This potion was too unpopular.
It was specially made by Elwyn for the flames of China Fireball, so it was impossible for it to appear in the list of prohibited drugs.
Fighting with fire dragons was not a common event, let alone China Fireball, which was relatively rare in Europe.
Elwyn had specially looked up the relevant information before, so he was reassured to give the fire protection potion to Ron.
Although Bargman explained that Ron's use of the potion was not against the rules, the audience obviously did not agree with him.
The discontented discussion became louder, and the whole competition field was in a mess.
Among the questioning noises of the little wizards, the horrible roar of the fire dragon brought more pressure to Ron.
Under the effect of the magic potion, he felt cold all over his body.
Although the noise around him affected his concentration, he gradually regained his courage and was not as scared and nervous as before.
Courage was what Ron lacked the most, but at the same time, it was what he needed the most.
After calming down, he tried the Flyby Spell again.
This time, he could clearly feel something whizzing through the air behind him, flying swiftly towards him.
Ron hurriedly turned around and saw the crossbow arrow going around the edge of the Forbidden Forest, flying quickly toward him.
It flew into the field and suddenly stopped in the air beside him, waiting for him to step on it.
"He did it! Ron did it!" Harry shouted with joy, standing up and screaming.
"Come on, Ron!" Hermione shouted with all her strength to cheer for Ron.
All the audience looked at the crossbow arrow in surprise, not sure what was going on.
Why did a flying broom fly in? How did he do it?!
Most of the lesser Magi were amazed. They had never thought of the Flying Curse!
Ron had successfully cast the spell to summon the crossbow bolts. He did not look as nervous as before.
Elwyn knew that as long as he had enough courage, Ron could still perform well.
For a long time, Ron's biggest problem was that he felt too inferior and lacked confidence.
This had something to do with the environment he grew up in. Compared to the rest of the Weasley family, Elwyn, Harry, and Hermione, Ron had always paled in comparison. He was not as outstanding, brave, or gifted. In fact, he was not good in all aspects.
He didn't have the ability to do those outstanding things. Even if he did, he would only be reaping the glory that everyone else had achieved.
No one would be surprised by this at all. Instead, they would think that this was something that should be done.
Compared to the talented wizards he often came into contact with, Ron was just an ordinary person.
Under these circumstances, Ron could not even perform at the level that he was supposed to. There was nothing special about him.
If Ron wanted to overcome the fear in his heart, he needed a few more opportunities to perform alone like this.
This championship was a good start. Although it was not clear why Barty Crouch Jr. wanted Ron to become a warrior, Elwyn sincerely hoped that he could seize this opportunity to grow.
After the flying broom appeared, the noise from the crowd became even louder. Bargmann was shouting something.
However, Ron's ears were useless at the moment. The important thing now was not to listen …
He stepped on the flying broom, kicked the ground, and flew into the air.
He spiraled up quickly. The wind blew his hair, and the faces of the audience below turned into pinpricks. The China fireball shrunk to the size of a dog. Ron suddenly realized that he had not only abandoned the ground, but also his fear.
He became more and more confident, as if he had found the feeling of when he had just become a warrior.
No matter what he faced, he was no longer afraid. He had nothing to fear.
No matter how ridiculous his previous performance was, at this moment, he was a true warrior.
He circled the arena and flew straight to the China fireball on the other side.
He looked past the fire dragon and looked down at the nest of eggs. He recognized the golden egg. It was shining among its companions that were lying safely between the fire dragon's front legs.
Ron dove down, and the fireball dragon's head moved with him.
A huge fireball spewed out, and Ron hurriedly rolled in the air.
He was too close to it. The flames splashed on his body and burned a big hole in his clothes.
However, it quickly extinguished itself and did not harm Ron. Elwyn's flame protection elixir worked.
When he realized this, Ron became more confident that he could defeat the fire dragon below him.
Ron flew better and better. He fully performed his skills and was not hit by the fireball again.
Among the people that Elwyn knew, Ron's flying skills were only second to Harry, Fred, and George. He was much better than the other wizards.
As long as he showed his true skills, he could defeat the China fireball below him.
"Oh my god, it's a crossbow arrow. This is a world-class flying broom. Mr. Weasley, you're flying very well!" Bargman shouted excitedly. "What a wonderful performance! Did you see that, Mr. Krum? He's flying!"
Ron spiraled higher and higher. He dodged the flames and kept provoking the fireball.
However, the China fireball did not seem to want to move. It was too focused on protecting its eggs.
Although it kept spewing huge fireballs, opened and closed its wings, closed and opened them again, and stared at Ron with its scary eyes, it did not dare to move too far away from its eggs.
Those dragon eggs were all bright red, with golden spots on them. They were very hard.
The eggshell of the fireball dragon was very popular in the magic circle in China. It was a very precious magic material and had a wide range of applications.
Ron knew that he had to distract the China fireball, or he would never be able to get close to the eggs.
He still remembered what Elwyn had told him in this situation. He kept waving his wand and casting spells on the fire dragon. Stun Curse, Eye Curse, and Powerful Strike Curse were enough to threaten it and make sure that it flew and followed him.
Ron kept flying around it, sometimes here and sometimes there. He was careful not to get too close, in case it spat out flames and hit him. The fire dragon's head rose with him. Its neck was fully extended, but it was still moving left and right like a snake dancing in front of a snake charmer …
In its eyes, Ron was like a fly, a fly that it wanted to kill.
However, no matter how Ron provoked it, the China fireball had no intention of flying.
Its head followed Ron for a while. It seemed to be tired and lay down.
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