Chapter 566: Furong's Magic

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While Fanlin was still in a daze, Cedric VI finished his game.

Bagmon enthusiastically announced Cedric's victory, and naturally all the staff of Hogwarts cheered.

Nothing can be more exciting than winning, no matter who it is, no one is stingy with their applause.

Even Hermione couldn't help but applaud Cedric at this moment.

Undoubtedly, this is the victory of the entire Hogwarts.

Fanlin noticed that Qiu Zhang's eyes were shining, and it seemed that Harry still had a long way to go.

So, next…

Madam Maxim tightened her hands, and she seemed a little worried about Fleur.

A Welsh Green Dragon was pulled to the position of the Swedish Short-nosed Dragon before.

Common Welsh Green Dragons are the least troublesome of all fire dragons (despite the Ilfracombe incident).

They mainly feed on small mammals such as sheep, and actively avoid humans. The call of the Welsh Green Dragon is very unique, and to some extent even beautiful. The flames of this kind of fire dragon will burst out from between the thin upper and lower jaws.

The eggs of ordinary Welsh Green Dragons are earthy brown with green spots on them.

This is in line with Fleur's characteristics. Veela's voice is very pleasant and can be said to be very charming.

In fact, the Welsh Green Dragon is not a fire dragon that symbolizes evil.

The Welsh Green Dragon is graceful enough, with wings like four-winged angels spread out on its green body.

As early as a thousand years ago, the image of the Welsh Green Dragon appeared on the royal flag, which was a symbol of good and courage.

The Welsh Green Dragon often appears in works. It can be said that to this day, the symbol of the Welsh region is still this elegant fire dragon.

When Fleur stood in the venue in the sky blue satin Beauxbatons school uniform.

A waterfall of golden hair was like a golden tassel.

If the two stood by the elegant lake in the forest, this would definitely be a rare and beautiful picture.

This is enough to attract countless famous painters.

In fact, Fleur's uneasy posture added a touch of weakness and love to her image out of thin air.

In a moment, perhaps it touched the hearts of many men...

Is this the feeling of love?

At least Furong didn't think so...

She was a little nervous. In fact, she had unknowingly been very close to the Welsh Green Dragon and had entered the range of the dragon's breath.

In fact, Furong was very lucky.

This Welsh Green Dragon was gentle beyond imagination. It can be said that it was more gentle than the Chinese Fireball Dragon.

Even though Furong was so close to it, it was not its emerald green dragon breath that warned Furong, but its cry that could be regarded as singing.

However, if you underestimate the Welsh Green Dragon in this way, it would be your mistake.

Fan Lin knew very well that if Furong took a step forward and entered the range where the Welsh Green Dragon could attack with its body, the elegant Welsh Green Dragon would definitely tear Furong into pieces.

"Miss Delacour is really lucky. The beautiful Welsh Green Dragon is matched with the beautiful princess. I believe Miss Delacour will also succeed because of this. Then...we should look forward to how Miss Delacour will make the Welsh Green Dragon move away."

Bagmon explained at the right time.

Everyone seemed to be more awake.

Fleur looked a little dazed, she took a step forward, but what happened next was unexpected to everyone.

Everyone thought Fleur would win this game easily, but the Welsh Green Dragon's not-so-thick tail swept over.

This caused everyone to exclaim.

If this Welsh Green Dragon was not in the lactation period, the situation would be better, but now...

Never underestimate the power of a mother...

"I hope she doesn't take it lightly..." Fanlin said worriedly, "The dragon breath of the Welsh Green Dragon is a very troublesome thing, and its magic defense is the highest, attacking magic defense."

The dragon leather gloves of the Welsh Green Dragon are the most popular.

"Isn't this the most difficult dragon?" Hermione exclaimed.

"No, the Hungarian Horntail Dragon is the most ferocious." Fanlin said, he cast his eyes on the tent, and then moved back to Fleur.

In fact, as soon as Fleur left the protection range of the Welsh Green Dragon, the Welsh Green Dragon stopped attacking, which gave Fleur enough breathing time.

"What will she do?" Hermione said worriedly.

"The innate magic of the Veela... I don't know if it will work for the Welsh Green Dragon..." Vanlin frowned rarely.

Hermione knew that this was definitely a tricky performance.

Fleur in the field seemed to have figured out the rules of the Welsh Green Dragon. She clenched her wand in one hand, as if she was thinking of a countermeasure.

Then, Fleur moved.

It was like a graceful dance. Vanlin had seen it before. It was the dance of the Veela. It seemed that Fleur chose the magic she was best at.

The bright blue light poured out from the wand along with Fleur's dance moves.

These magical halos did not dissipate in the air, just like the embellishment of the opera stage, as if taking everyone into the dreamy starlight.

Vanlin clearly felt the meaning conveyed by Fleur's magic, which made people feel trance and immersed in a dreamy feeling.

Unsurprisingly, this was a spell that Furong had prepared specifically for the green dragon. If it was another dragon, Furong would not have been able to perform it so perfectly.

Madame Maxime had obtained more information than he had imagined. Furong had arranged in advance to face the Welsh green dragon.

Although Fanlin did not know how this was done, it was the best choice for a wizard like Furong whose attack was not outstanding.

In fact, it was not beyond Furong's control.

The Welsh green dragon seemed to like this magic very much. Its slender green neck was quietly lowered and it began to sleep.

A slight snoring sounded.

The venue was quiet and no one spoke. They were afraid of destroying Furong's magic.

Furong carefully lifted her skirt, like a princess at a ball.

With a little fluorescence, Furong walked to the side of the green dragon.

Her gait was light, and she carefully bypassed the Welsh green dragon's dragon head that was still spewing flames.

When Furong held the golden egg in one hand and lifted her skirt with the other hand to perform a lady's salute, everyone was speechless with surprise.

No one would have thought that Furong would pass the test so elegantly. It seemed too easy, but the beautiful scene could not be ignored. At least at this moment, Furong was definitely the most dazzling girl present... (To be continued)