A person who looked eighty percent like Krum appeared before him, but this person was merely a shell.
Krum never expected the dummy to be of much use anyway. He just needed it to attract the Fireball Dragon's attention and give him a little margin for error.
While the Fireball Dragon was distracted by the birds, Krum sneaked all the way to the location of the nest.
By this point, the dragon still hadn't turned its head to look. Logically, it should have already detected the intruder by scent.
However, the Fireball Dragon, in its berserk state, had completely lost its mind and didn't bother with these little mice, focusing solely on eliminating its target.
Krum, not holding back, raised his wand and aimed it at the golden eggs at his feet. There were five in total, each larger than an ostrich egg, making it unrealistic to carry them all away by hand.
But no matter how Krum waved his wand, the golden eggs remained unmoved.
Krum realized then that even if these golden eggs were fake, they were enchanted, and their resistance was probably no worse than real dragon eggs.
Helpless, Krum could only watch the dragon while bending down, holding a dragon egg in each hand, and slowly retreating backwards.
If the dragon spotted him, Krum was prepared to drop the eggs and save his life.
After finally retreating, Krum's wizard robes were soaked with sweat.
That short distance required him to not only pay attention to the Fireball Dragon, but also to keep an eye on the remaining two dragons.
"Krum has taken the lead in retrieving two golden eggs, let's give him a round of applause!"
While Krum was acting, not only were the spectators holding their breath, afraid of disturbing him, but Ludo also paused his commentary.
This was also to avoid being blamed by the host if Krum made a mistake.
Ludo, who had hosted many Quidditch matches and other events, had plenty of experience with this.
Hearing the long cheers, Krum was in a rare good mood. It wasn't as difficult as he had imagined!
He couldn't let the remaining three golden eggs go. Moreover, if those two failed, he wouldn't hesitate to take their golden eggs as well.
Full of confidence, Krum immediately placed the golden eggs aside, protected by a spell, and prepared to repeat his trick and go for another egg when...
A huge fireball came straight for Krum's face. Fortunately, Krum's attention was on the dragon.
He immediately did a donkey roll, dodging to the right. The huge fireball exploded not far from Krum, and a few sparks landed on his cloak.
Without hesitation, Krum immediately took off his cloak and threw it away.
Although the dragon's fire was not as hot as Fiendfyre, nor as explosively destructive, being touched by it was still quite troublesome.
A wizard would turn to ashes in the dragon's flame in a matter of seconds.
After escaping the danger in a sorry state, Krum looked at the Fireball Dragon again and realized that the birds he used to attract it were still there. How did it notice him?
These birds were just a flock, some distance from the Fireball Dragon, which could only attack them with dragon fire.
And to keep attracting hatred, seven or eight birds would dive down to peck at the dragon's face each time, ensuring that the hatred remained on them.
Krum would also replenish the number of birds from time to time.
While Krum and the Fireball Dragon were deadlocked, the other two also began to act.
Hesper Godwin, a seventh-year student from Beauxbatons, was quite proficient in Transfiguration and some basic spells.
Roughly copying Krum's actions, she also successfully retrieved the golden eggs.
Unlike Krum, she brought back three.
Because in the dragon's nest, Hesper Godwin used Transfiguration to create a handbag.
It was big enough to hold five dragon eggs, but taking them all would be a bit too heavy, which would affect her escape later.
After all, the only difference between a wizard and an ordinary person was magic. Physical fitness, without special training, was about the same as an ordinary person.
Only Ron encountered some trouble.
When Krum acted first, he naturally attracted Ron's attention. Ron had long been planning to copy the other champions' strategies to pass.
Unfortunately, he knew Transfiguration, but not much. Even if he wanted to transform into a wild boar, the final result would probably be a stone with a boar leg, which wouldn't be of any use.
He had only briefly practiced the flock of birds spell in class. He could cast it, but controlling it freely was unrealistic.
The only thing that worked was the Flash Spell that Harry taught him.
Although he had practiced for a few days and his proficiency in the Flash Spell had improved a lot, he didn't have Seamus Finnigan's explosive talent, so the power was not on the same level.
This led to it being effective, but not very. At most, it would dazzle the Ukrainian Ironbelly's eyes for a moment.
He had tried to approach several times, but failed. Seeing Krum and Hesper Godwin obtain the golden eggs, he became even more anxious.
"I choose to withdraw from the competition!"
Just as Ron was forced back again and Krum was trying to attract the Fireball Dragon's attention again, Hesper Godwin raised her wand, with three golden eggs at her feet.
Now it was even more difficult to attract the dragon's attention. Although dragons were prone to rage, they weren't stupid. One trick was unlikely to succeed multiple times.
Moreover, she had already obtained three golden eggs, the most of anyone present.
If she ended the competition, it would only increase the difficulty for the remaining two, who were already in a more difficult situation.
"Miss Godwin, are you sure you want to withdraw from the competition?"
Ludo, who was in charge of hosting, was also a little surprised by her choice.
"I'm sure!"
Hesper Godwin tossed her golden hair and replied loudly and calmly.
This was something she had carefully considered.
Although giving up halfway would cause many people to despise her, she wasn't a public figure like Krum, so what did she need such a good image for?
Afterwards, if her calculations were revealed, everything would be under her control, and maybe she could even create a reversal, making others say she was clever.
Not long after Hesselgode Winn finished speaking, two Romanian Fire-Breathing Dragon Reserve personnel entered from the gap in the fence, taking Hesselgode Winn and the golden egg away from the venue.
Seeing one less person and the Romanian Horned Dragon no longer restrained, Krum's face turned green.
He had naturally noticed the three golden eggs at Hesselgode Winn's feet just now.
After a little thought, he understood her plan.
What a stinky bitch, she actually used me.
Looking at the Fireball Dragon in front of him, still focused on him and furiously roaring.
Krum also waved his wand fiercely, and a series of spells exploded on the dragon's body.
Hearing a "crack" sound, Krum also realized something and swallowed hard.
Chains can lock the fire dragon, but the same spells can also break the chains. He had been careful to avoid these chains before, but now, if any of them are even slightly damaged, they may not be able to hold the fire dragon.
A fire dragon locked in place is not so scary, but if it breaks free, even a standard Quidditch team like himself can't beat it!
Krum didn't dare to take a close look at the state of the chains, and immediately jumped up and shouted loudly:
"I also quit!"
Chapter 261: Dumbledore, save me!
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of the chain breaking rang out in the arena.
The audience in the outer stands was noisy, so naturally they couldn't hear clearly, but Ron was in the arena, and he was still intently staring at the fire dragon, so he naturally heard the sound.
With Hesselgode Winn and Krum leaving one after another, Ron also wanted to leave with them.
They agreed to cooperate, but after they got the golden egg, they didn't care about his life or death, and Ron was also angry.
But what could he do about being angry?
He couldn't chase after them and beat them up, could he?
Moreover, with them gone, he had no hope of obtaining the golden egg.
If it weren't for the cheers filling the arena, Ron would have wanted to raise his hand and leave.
But the state of the Hogwarts students now did not allow Ron to leave without any gains.
Otherwise, he would be despised by all the Hogwarts teachers and students, and there would be no chance to turn things around.
However, Ron couldn't care about that much now.
"Dumbledore, save me!"
The entire place fell silent in an instant, and the audience on the platform looked at Ron in disbelief.
Did he call the wrong name?
Even the judges like Dumbledore looked at Ron in disbelief, then turned their heads to look at Dumbledore.
Their eyes seemed to be saying, 'This is your Hogwarts champion.'
Dumbledore's old face rarely turned red.
Before he could say anything, the Fireball Dragon had already broken free from the chains.
A scarlet giant shadow, at the first moment of breaking free, suddenly flapped its wings and pounced towards Ron.
It was enraged, not stupid. Although it wanted to tear all the wizards to pieces.
But there was only one in the arena, and countless wizards above, even a stupid dragon knew who to choose as its target.
"Ah!"
Ron screamed and fell to the ground, looking at the fire dragon with a lion's nose on its face, surrounded by a circle of golden tassel-like spikes, and bulging scarlet eyes, his legs were a little out of control.
This was much more terrifying than a spider.
The hot, fishy breath rushed to Ron's face, and he could even feel the wet, sharp fangs in its mouth. At the moment Ron closed his eyes.
The originally broken chains suddenly floated into the air and danced wildly in the air, as if they were mad giant pythons, directly stretching out to wrap around the entire fire dragon, even sealing its mouth.
"Weasley, leave the field!"
Dumbledore stood up, put away his wand, and said to Karkaroff and Madam Maxime.
According to the rules, if any champion participating in the competition encounters a life-threatening danger, the judges need to step in to save them.
Of course, the champion who is rescued also means that they are out of the game.
Karkaroff and Madam Maxime nodded in agreement with Dumbledore's statement.
Or rather, they were a little grateful that Dumbledore could solve the fire dragon so quickly, because they definitely couldn't do it.
If the champions participating in the Triwizard Tournament suffered casualties, although they didn't need to be responsible, there would still be some trouble afterward, which could be considered a minor blemish.
If that fire dragon had released the other two as well, then the trouble would have been really big.
One fire dragon wouldn't have the courage to cause too much trouble, but if three fire dragons broke free together, according to their current state, if they couldn't be subdued immediately, the number of casualties would be incalculable, just like the Basilisk that caused trouble two hundred years ago.
At that time, that would be real trouble.
The judges had already determined that Ron was out, and Ludo naturally announced it on the spot.
Suddenly, the audience erupted.
Although many wizards from various European countries came to visit, the most were definitely from their own country.
Charlie, Molly, Arthur, and others sitting in the family and friends section directly lowered their heads, wishing they could leave immediately.
Arthur had taken leave to watch this competition, and Charlie had also entrusted his work to his colleagues, and then came to the audience to accompany his parents. Sitting here, Arthur had just told his colleagues who also worked in the Ministry of Magic that the one on the field was his son, but the slap in the face came so quickly.
They didn't have much resentment towards Ron in their hearts. Compared to face, they valued their family more. It's just that if you don't have the ability, don't participate!
Two weeks ago, they had received letters from Fred and George, so they naturally knew the whole process of Ron's participation.
This personality really needs to be changed, otherwise, he will suffer a big loss sooner or later!
Moreover, this time, it really makes people unable to hold their heads up.
At the moment Ludo finished speaking, the three of them directly lowered their heads and left quickly, really not having the face to stay here.
Moreover, they won't come to the next two games either, in case they hear someone say, "Arthur, is this your son?"
How could he answer here?
Professor McGonagall also had a very complicated expression. It was good that Ron didn't suffer any harm, but you can't leave empty-handed!
Where does this put Hogwarts' face?
