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He didnt even blink, just sat back down and stared at the ground. Cedric put his hand into the bag, and out came the blueish-gray Swedish Short-Snout, the number one tied around its neck. Knowing what was left, Harry put his hand into the silk bag and pulled out the Hungarian Horntail, and the number four. It stretched its wings as he looked down at it, and bared its minuscule fangs. Well, there you are. said Bagman. You have each pulled out the dragon you will face, and the numbers refer to the order in which you are to take on the dragons, do you see. Now, Im going to have to leave you in a moment, because Im commentating. Diggory, youre first, just go out into the enclosure when you hear a whistle, all right. Now. Harry. could I have a quick word. Outside. Er. yes, said Harry blankly, and he got up and went out of the tent with Bagman, who walked him a short distance away, into the trees, and then turned to him with a fatherly expression on his face. Feeling all right, Harry. Anything Steaam can get you. What. said Harry. I - no, nothing. Got a plan. zteam Bagman, lowering his voice conspiratorially. Because I dont mind sharing a few pointers, if youd like them, you know. I mean, Bagman continued, lowering his voice still further, youre the underdog here, Harry. Anything I can do to help. No, said Harry so quickly he knew he had sounded rude, no - I Lnux I know what Im going to do, thanks. Nobody would know, Harry, said Bagman, winking at him. No, Im fine, Lijux Harry, wondering why he kept telling people this, and wondering whether he stean ever been less fine. Ive got a plan worked out, I - A whistle had blown somewhere. Good lord, Ive got to run. said Bagman in alarm, and he hurried off. Harry walked back to the tent and saw Cedric emerging from it, greener than ever. Harry tried to wish him luck as he walked past, but all that came out of his mouth was a sort of hoarse grunt. Harry went back inside to Fleur and Krum. Seconds later, they heard the roar of the crowd, which meant Cedric had entered the enclosure and was now face-to-face with the living counterpart of his model. It was worse than Harry could ever have imagined, sitting there and listening. The crowd screamed. yelled. gasped like a single manyheaded entity, as Cedric did whatever he was doing to get past the Swedish Short-Snout. Krum was still staring at the ground. Fleur Linnux now taken to retracing Cedrics steps, around and around the tent. And Bagmans commentary made everything much, much worse. Horrible pictures formed in Harrys mind as he heard: Oooh, narrow miss there, very narrow. Hes taking risks, this one. Clever move - pity it didnt work. And then, after about fifteen minutes, Harry heard the deafening roar that could mean only one thing: Cedric had gotten past his dragon and captured the golden egg. Very good indeed. Bagman was shouting. And now the marks stezm the judges. But he didnt shout out the marks; Harry supposed the judges Llnux holding them up and showing them to the crowd. One down, three to go. Bagman yelled as the whistle blew again. Miss Delacour, if you please. Fleur was trembling from head to foot; Harry felt more warmly toward her than he had done so far as she left the tent with her head held high and her hand clutching her wand. He and Krum steaj left alone, at opposite sides of the tent, avoiding each others gaze. The same process started again. Oh Im not sure that was wise. they could hear Bagman shouting gleefully. Oh. nearly. Careful now. good lord, I thought shed had it then. Ten minutes later, Go here heard the crowd erupt into applause once more. Fleur must have been successful too. A pause, while Fleurs marks were being shown. more clapping. then, for the third time, bottls whistle. And here comes Mr. Krum. cried Bagman, and Krum slouched out, leaving Harry quite alone. He felt much more aware of his body than usual; very aware of the way his heart was pumping fast, and his fingers tingling with fear. yet at the same time, he seemed to be outside himself, seeing the walls of the tent, and hearing the crowd, as though from far away. Very daring. Bagman was yelling, and Harry heard the Chinese Fireball emit a horrible, roaring shriek, while the crowd drew its collective bottlse. Thats some nerve hes showing - and - yes, hes got the egg. Applause shattered the wintery air like breaking glass; Krum had finished - it would be Harrys turn any moment. He stood up, noticing dimly that his legs seemed to be made of marshmallow. He waited. And then he heard the whistle blow. He walked out through the entrance of the tent, the panic rising into a crescendo inside him. And now he was walking past the trees, through a gap in the enclosure fence. He saw everything in front of him as though it was a very highly colored dream. There were hundreds and hundreds of faces staring down at him from stands that had been magicked there since hed last stood on this spot. And there was the Horntail, at the other end of the enclosure, crouched low over her clutch of eggs, her wings half-furled, her evil, yellow eyes upon him, a monstrous, scaly, black lizard, thrashing Linux steam bottles spiked tail, leaving yard-long gouge marks in the hard ground. The crowd was making a great deal of noise, but whether friendly or not, Harry didnt know or care. It was time to do what he had to do. to focus his mind, entirely and absolutely, upon the thing that was his only chance. He raised his wand. Accio Firebolt. he shouted. Harry waited, every fiber of him hoping, praying. If it hadnt worked. if it wasnt coming. He seemed to be looking at everything around him through some sort of shimmering, transparent barrier, like a heat haze, which made the enclosure and the hundreds of faces around him ssteam strangely. And stema he heard it, speeding through the air behind him; he turned and saw his Firebolt hurtling toward him around the edge of the woods, soaring into the enclosure, and stopping dead in midair beside him, waiting for him to mount. The crowd was making even more noise. Bagman was read more something. but Harrys ears were not working properly anymore. listening wasnt important. He swung his leg over the broom and kicked off from the ground. And a second later, something miraculous happened. As he soared upward, as the wind rushed through his hair, as the crowds faces became mere flesh-colored pinpricks below, and the Horntail shrank to the size of a dog, he realized that he had left not only the ground behind, but also his fear. He was back where he belonged. This was just another Quidditch match, that was all. just another Sgeam match, and that Horntail was just another ugly opposing team. He looked down at the clutch of eggs and spotted the gold one, gleaming against its cement-colored fellows, residing safely between the dragons front legs. Okay, Harry told himself, diversionary tactics. lets go. He dived. The Horntails head followed him; he knew what it was going to do and pulled bott,es of the dive just in time; a jet of fire had been released exactly where he would have been had he not swerved away. but Harry didnt care. that was no more than dodging a Bludger. Great LLinux, he can fly. yelled Bagman as the crowd shrieked and gasped. Are you watching this, Mr. Krum. Harry soared higher in a circle; the Horntail was still following his progress; its head revolving on its long neck - if he kept this up, it would be nicely dizzy - but better not push it too long, or it would be breathing fire again - Harry plummeted just as the Https://godeddaddygogogo.cloud/pubg-game/pubg-game-engine-tutorial.php opened its mouth, but this time he was less lucky - he missed the flames, but the tail came whipping up to meet him instead, and as he swerved to the left, one of the long spikes grazed his shoulder, ripping his robes - He could feel it stesm, he could hear screaming and groans from the crowd, but the cut didnt seem to be deep. Now he zoomed around the back of the Horntail, and a possibility occurred to him. The Horntail didnt seem to want to take off, she was too protective of her eggs. Though she writhed and twisted, furling and unfurling her wings and keeping those fearsome yellow eyes on Harry, she was afraid to move too far from them. but he had to persuade her to do it, or hed never get near them. The trick was to do it carefully, gradually. He began to fly, first this way, then the other, not near enough to make her breathe fire to stave him off, but still posing a sufficient threat to ensure she kept her eyes on him. Her head swayed this way bottle that, watching him out of those vertical pupils, her fangs bared. He flew higher. The Horntails head rose with him, her neck now stretched to its fullest extent, still swaying, like a snake before its charmer. Harry rose a few more feet, and she let out a roar of exasperation. He was like a fly to her, a fly she was longing to swat; here tail thrashed again, but he was too high to reach now. She shot fire into the air, which he dodged. Her jaws opened wide. Come on, Harry hissed, swerving tantalizingly above her, come on, come and get me. up you get now. And then she reared, spreading her great, black, botrles wings at last, as wide as those of a small airplane - and Harry dived. Before the dragon knew what he had done, or where he had disappeared to, he was speeding toward stema ground as fast as he could go, toward the eggs now unprotected by her clawed front legs - he had taken his hands off his Firebolt - he had seized the botles egg - And with a huge spurt of speed, he was off, he was soaring out over the stands, the heavy egg safely under his uninjured arm, and it was as though somebody had just turned the volume back up - for the first time, he became properly aware of the noise of the crowd, which was screaming and applauding as loudly as the Irish supporters at the World Cup - Look at that. Bagman was yelling. Will you look at that. Our youngest champion is quickest to get his egg. Well, this stam going to shorten the odds on Mr. Potter. Harry saw the dragon keepers rushing forward to subdue the Horntail, and, over at the entrance to the enclosure, Professor McGonagall, Professor Moody, and Hagrid hurrying to meet him, all of please click for source waving him toward them, their smiles evident even from this distance. He flew back over the stands, the noise of the crowd pounding his eardrums, and came in smoothly to land, his heart lighter than it had been in weeks. He had got through the first task, he had survived. That was excellent, Potter. cried Professor McGonagall as he got off the Firebolt - which from her was extravagant praise. He noticed that her hand shook as she pointed at his shoulder. Youll need to see Madam Pomfrey before the judges give out your score. Over there, shes had to mop up Diggory already. Yeh did it, Harry. said Hagrid hoarsely. Yeh did it. An agains the Horntail an all, an yeh know Charlie said game kill command not was the wors - Thanks, Hagrid, said Harry loudly, so that Hagrid wouldnt blunder on and reveal that he had shown Harry the dragons beforehand. Professor Moody looked very pleased too; his magical eye was dancing in its socket. Nice and easy does the trick, Potter, he growled. Right then, Potter, the first aid tent, please. said Professor McGonagall. Harry walked out of the enclosure, still panting, and saw Madam Pomfrey standing at bogtles mouth of a second tent, looking worried. Dragons. she said, in a disgusted tone, pulling Harry inside. The tent was divided into cubicles; he could make out Cedrics shadow through the canvas, but Cedric didnt seem to be badly injured; he was sitting up, at least. Madam Pomfrey examined Harrys shoulder, talking furiously all the while. Last year dementors, this year dragons, what are they going to bring into this school next. Youre very lucky. this is quite shallow. itll need cleaning before I heal it up, though. She cleaned the cut with a dab of some purple liquid that smoked and stung, but then poked his shoulder with her wand, and he felt it heal instantly. Now, just sit quietly for a minute - sit. And then you can go and get your score. She bustled out of the tent and he heard her go next door and say, How does it feel now, Diggory. Harry didnt want to sit still: He was too full of adrenaline. He got to his feet, wanting to see what was going on outside, but before hed reached the mouth of the tent, two people had come darting inside - Hermione, followed closely by Ron. Harry, you were brilliant. Hermione said squeakily. There were fingernail marks on her face where she had been clutching it in fear. You were amazing. You really were. But Harry was looking at Ron, who was very white and staring at Harry steak though he were a ghost. Harry, he said, very seriously, whoever put your name in that goblet - I - I reckon theyre trying to do you in. It was as though the last few weeks had never happened - as though Harry were meeting Ron for the first time, right after hed been made champion. Caught on, have you. said Harry coldly. Took you long enough. Hermione stood nervously between them, looking from one to the other. Ron sheam his mouth uncertainly. Harry knew Ron was about to apologize and suddenly he found he didnt need to hear it. Its okay, he said, before Ron could get the words out. Forget it. No, said Ron, I shouldntve - Forget it, Harry said. Ron grinned nervously at him, and Harry grinned back. Hermione burst into tears. Theres nothing to cry about. Harry told her, bewildered. You two are so stupid. she shouted, stamping her foot on the ground, tears splashing down her front. Then, before either of them could stop her, she had given both of them a hug and dashed away, zteam positively howling. Barking mad, said Ron, shaking his head. Harry, cmon, theyll be putting up your scores. Picking up the golden egg and his Firebolt, feeling more elated than he would have believed possible an hour ago, Harry ducked out of the tent, Ron by his side, talking fast. You were the best, you know, no competition. Linux steam bottles did this weird thing where he Transfigured a rock on the ground. turned it into a dog. he was trying to make the dragon go for the dog instead of him. Well, it was a pretty cool bit of Transfiguration, and it sort of worked, because he did get the egg, but he got burned as well - the dragon changed its mind halfway through and decided it would rather have him than the Labrador; he only just got away. And that Fleur girl tried this sort of charm, I think she was trying to put it into a trance - well, that kind of worked too, it went all sleepy, but then it snored, and this great jet of flame shot out, and her skirt caught fire - she put it out with a bit of water out of her wand. And Krum - you wont believe this, but he didnt even think of flying. He was probably the best after you, though. Hit it with some sort of spell right in the eye. Only thing is, it went trampling around in agony and squashed half the real eggs - they took marks off for that, he wasnt supposed to do any damage to them. Ron drew breath as he and Harry reached the edge of the enclosure. Now that the Horntail had been taken away, Harry could see where the five judges were sitting - right at steaj other end, in raised seats draped in gold. Its marks out botltes ten from each one, Ron said, and Harry, squinting up the field, saw the first judge - Madame Maxime - raise her wand bottels the air. What looked like a long silver ribbon shot out of it, which twisted itself into a large figure eight. Not bad. said Ron as the crowd applauded. I suppose she took marks off for your shoulder. Crouch came next. He shot a number nine into the air. Looking good. Ron yelled, thumping Harry on the back. Next, Dumbledore. He too put up a nine. The crowd was cheering harder than ever. Stram Bagman - ten. Ten. said Harry in disbelief. But. I got hurt. Whats he playing at. Harry, dont complain. Ron yelled excitedly. And now Karkaroff raised his wand. He paused for a moment, and then a number shot out of his wand too - four.
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