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Chapter 595: Tragedy of Cedric
🕑 Added 2019-09-06 19:41:27 +0000 UTC"I thought I screwed everything up!" Ron gasped.
"There is no such a thing, Ron!" said Evan, "You’ve shown unimaginable courage in the task. Not only did you defeat the dragon, but you also defeated yourself. Not everyone can fly so well in the face of the dragon."
Ron seemed to have something to say, but he finally held the golden egg tightly in his arms and did not say it.
Perhaps as everyone said, his performance was remarkable.
If the Chinese Fireball reacted from the beginning, he would have gotten the golden egg long ago, and nothing of the following incident would have happened.
Since the use of black magic was not a big deal, Ron couldn’t see what he had to worry about.
He made it through the hardest part, and now even if he were to fight the dragon again, he wouldn't feel afraid.
He became excited again at the thought that he had overcome the dragon and completed this difficult challenge.
"Well, before you two go back, you'd better see Madam Pomfrey first and let her examine you!" said Professor McGonagall, interrupting Evan who was about to speak, "Mason, I know you're not injured, but the magic you used is very powerful. You'd better check for any sequelae. Hurry up and go with Weasley."
The two of them went out, and saw Madam Pomfrey standing at the entrance to the second tent, looking worried.
"Dragons!" she said, in a disgusted tone, pulling Evan and Ron in. While examining them, she talked furiously to Evan. "I’m not surprised to see you again. The Basilisk, the Dementors, the werewolf, the Centaurs, the curse, and now a bloody dragon! What monster are you going to face next? The school is already a mess..."
She gave them a thorough examination and there was no problem.
Evan and Ron had just used a little too much magic. Madam Pomfrey insisted that they both drink a purple liquid with a very unpleasant smell. This potion had a calming and soothing effect on their spirits, making them less nervous.
"Well, lie down here for a while and have a rest!"
Just after Madam Pomfrey left, Harry, Hermione, Fred, George, Colin and Ginny all rushed in.
"Evan, thanks to your magic, you saved everyone!" Hermione said sharply. "I saw the huge fierce mouth of the Chinese Fireball. I was like blindfolded, and there was a blank inside my head. I thought..."
She rushed over to Evan, hugged him tightly, and burst into tears. She couldn't help but cry out.
At that moment, she thought she was going to die with Evan.
"Well, there’s nothing to cry about!" Evan wiped the tears off her face and said in an extremely confident tone, "I told you long ago that as long as I’m with you, you would never get hurt. You should believe me!"
"I believe, I’ll always believe in you!" Hermione replied, still in tears.
She seldom showed such fragility as she was now, not because she was afraid, but because of her many complex emotions merged together.
"Don't cry, it's not pretty when you cry!" said Evan, holding Hermione in his arms.
When she heard this, Hermione felt a little embarrassed, and the others were still looking at them.
She left Evan’s arms and saw that Harry, Ron, Fred, George, Ginny, and Colin were all smiling and looking, tacitly ignoring her embarrassment.
"To tell the truth, I thought I was going to die," said Colin. "Up close, the dragon was so terrible, and its huge fireball was like a volcano erupting in front of it.”
“Yeah, it was definitely a nightmare. Many junior students even peed in fear.”
Fred, George, and Ginny had not been in those stands to feel the horror of the dragon. What shocked them was what was used by Evan, which defeated the dragon directly.
That was absolutely a shocking, powerful force, and anyone who saw it would never forget the scene of the huge creature being thrown out.
Everyone gathered around Evan at Ron’s bedside, talking on and on about what had just happened.
Soon, the topic shifted to Ron.
After knowing that Ron had learned the black magic to enrage dragon from Krum, everyone expressed their opinions.
Everyone had a bad impression of Krum, but Ron argued for him.
Viktor had clearly told him not to use that curse at the time, but he did not think of the seriousness of the matter...
On the whole, what happened today was still worth celebrating. Despite many twists and turns, Ron finished his first task intact and scored well.
Everyone was in a good mood, and there was nothing to worry about.
About fifteen minutes later, Cedric was brought in by Charlie and another wizard. He was covered with blood, and seemed badly injured. Madam Pomfrey hurried to have him put in another cubicle.
"Charlie, what the hell is going on?" Fred couldn't help asking.
"This guy Transfigured a rock on the ground and turned it into a dog!" After confirming that Ron was okay, Charlie sighed and said, "He was trying to make the dragon go for the dog instead of him. To be fair, it was a pretty cool bit of Transfiguration, but it was useless. He faced the Hungarian Horntail. That creature is the most powerful. It ran a few steps after the Labrador and changed its mind halfway through. It just went back and blocked the poor child there. If we hadn’t rushed in..."
He didn't finish, but it was clear that if the Dragon Keepers had not stopped the Horntail, Cedric would have been more than harmed.
Despite their intervention, he was now seriously injured.
Without using fire, the Hungarian Horntail’s tough claws and spiked tail were enough to deliver a fatal physical attack.
Fortunately, Ron didn't draw that creature; otherwise he might have not ended up much better.
"It was a dangerous move to let the young wizards fight dragons. Fortunately, he got the golden egg and wasn’t killed by the dragon, otherwise the tournament would not continue!" Charlie shook his head and said, "The dragon is not in good condition either. Under the double attack of Dumbledore, it's hardly breathing now!"
"Is it going to die?" asked Evan.
Dumbledore had just flicked the dragon away. It looked like a fierce attack, but the actual damage was not very great.
The point was Dumbledore's attack. That was the key. He used a fierce attack, but did not kill the dragon. Such a creature was too precious, and killing it would jeopardize the continuation of the contest.
"Hagrid is taking care of it. After recovery, it will be all right," said Charlie, shaking his head again.
