Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 329 Paradise

"Stop! Stop! Stop right now!" Mrs. Maxim cried out in panic. "You didn't cheat! You didn't cheat! Stop right now!"

“Why did you do this?” Tiera sighed, then raised the “Mad Walker” and roared—

You shall not pass!

Another massive white light shield enveloped the entire Dragon Arena. Burning meteorites struck the light, shattering into a sea of ​​fire and a shower of rubble that spread outwards.

Once the rumbling subsided, Tiera waved "Mad Walker" and removed the Wall of Narct.

“Tsk tsk tsk…” Tiera shook her head and said, “Why would you do this? Our Hogwarts is a magic school with a history of over a thousand years, an excellent academic atmosphere, and students who are honest and trustworthy. Neither our teachers nor our students would stoop to cheating to win a competition.”

After Tierra removed the Wall of Knuckles, Dumbledore walked to the edge of the tent and looked out through the window—

“In that case—” Dumbledore said, “since you are such a studious and honest Hogwarts student…”

"Then you certainly wouldn't mind compensating for the repair costs of the surrounding forests and grasslands, would you?" Dumbledore said calmly.

"..." Tyella choked for a moment, feeling as if his fragile little heart was about to stop beating. He stared at Dumbledore for a while—

Dumbledore smiled back at Tyella.

“Please…please send the bill to Gilderolohart,” Tiera said.

It's getting cold; it's time for Gidrow Lockhart to disappear with his enormous debt.

"Heh..." Dumbledore chuckled noncommittally, then shook his head.

……

Meanwhile, the competition in the dragon arena was also coming to an end.

The enormous meteorite startled Fleur Dracule, but the violent tremors caused by its arrival also caused the golden egg placed on the stone pillar to fall instantly. After tumbling several times, it came to rest at Fleur Dracule's feet.

And so, Fleur Dracule got the golden egg by luck and ease. Apart from using a few Transfiguration Charms at the beginning when she was worried, Fleur Dracule won with almost no effort.

But no one cheered for her.

Neither the audience nor Fleur de La Coulomb herself had recovered from the shock of the falling meteorite.

The audience, especially, were hit by two meteorites from Tiera in one go, and they are still in a dreamlike and unreal state.

Not long after Fleur obtained the dragon's golden egg, Dumbledore, Ludo Bagman, Barty Crouch, Mrs. Maxim, and Igor Kakarov returned to the judges' table. Ludo Bagman excitedly announced Fleur Delacour's victory and invited the next contestant, Viktor Krum.

Tierra had originally planned to slip away under the pretext of "giving Harry a pre-match pep talk," but—

“Hey! Tyella!” Dumbledore said with a smile, “Don’t rush off, let me introduce you to someone.”

Then Dumbledore grabbed Tierra's arm—

“This is Newt Scamander,” Dumbledore said. “The author of your favorite book, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. He loves all kinds of strange and wonderful monsters. I think you two will have a lot in common.”

Whether it was Tyrell's imagination or not, he felt that Dumbledore emphasized the word "monster," as if there was a hint of gritted teeth in it.

“Hello, Mr. Scamander.” Tyella smiled slightly, like a truly shy child, bowing her head slightly, and extended her hand to Newt Scamander—

Tierra remembered that Newt Scamander was a shy and somewhat withdrawn little boy when he was young.

Tierra hoped that her feigned concern would resonate with Newt Scamander, making him see a reflection of his childhood self in her, and that he would treat Tierra like a junior he once knew, and then—take Tierra to his magical suitcase.

Dumbledore, that clever old man, is truly the mischievous old man who brings treasures to Tyrell.

Tierra chuckled to herself.

“Oh, hello.” Newt Scamander responded indifferently, but did not shake Thiers’ outstretched hand. “Professor Dumbledore means that he hopes I can act as your guardian during the Triwizard Tournament, to help you… and the magical creatures through the next two dangerous projects.”

“Oh… okay…” Tiera awkwardly withdrew her hand, and a silence fell between them.

Tierra looked up at Newtscamander's aged eyes, which held a hidden anger, wondering why Newtscamander was so cold to her.

And Newtscamander looked back at Tiera, and through those deep blue eyes, Tiera read—

This little monster killed little Berlog...

Little Berlog was still a young dragon, so beautiful and so young, and then...

Oh, so it was for that little dragon.

"Oh my God, look!" Dumbledore interjected, trying to smooth things over. "Viktor Krum has entered the arena."

As he spoke, Dumbledore pulled Latiella and then Newt Scamander, gesturing for them to sit down and watch the game.

But it was all for naught; neither Thiera nor Newtscamander were focused on the game.

Newt is mourning the death of his recently "dead" borrogon, while Tiera is plotting how to get her hands on Newt Scamander's chest and basement full of magical creatures.

The movie shows Newt Scamander's magical creature collection when he was in his thirties. Now that he's over ninety, his collection must be even more extensive.

The thought of this made Tiera's mind echo with the sound of "slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp..."

“Hey, Mr. Scamander, are you angry with me because I killed that Berlog dragon?” Tiera asked after thinking for a moment.

"Oh my God! Look!" Dumbledore exclaimed suddenly after hearing Tyella's question—

Based on his experience, once Tiera makes a sound like "na na na" or "a lie lie," what he says next will either infuriate someone half to death or completely kill them.

So Dumbledore interrupted him directly.

"Look! Viktor Krum has summoned his Firebolt with a Summoning Charm! A perfect Summoning Charm, a brilliant idea!" Dumbledore exclaimed, drawing sidelong glances from Igor Kakarlov, Madam Maxim, and the other referees and professors.

“Hey, hey, don’t be sad, Mr. Scamander,” Tierra said. “The Berlog dragon didn’t die; he just went to a better place.”

"Where?" Newtscamander asked instinctively, even though he knew it was impossible.

"Heaven." Tiera clasped her hands together in compassion.

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