Rolf led the five individuals to a new tent. On top of the tent was a table-sized model of a Scottish Black Dragon, which periodically roared and flapped its wings.
But compared to that model, another roar, sounding as if it were right next to their ears, was even more deafening. Even those who didn't understand dragon language could discern the rage within it.
Everyone caught their breath. Hope bit her lip, her body trembling slightly. Natalia closed her eyes and prayed silently. Ganesh and Jabari's faces were covered in cold sweat, their eyes filled with terror.
Among the contestants, only Wade remained relatively calm. A hint of sympathy flickered in Rolf's eyes as he stood beside him.
"It's angry, isn't it?" Ganesh stammered, "Why is it so angry?"
"Because of this."
To their surprise, Rolf actually knew. He pointed a finger at the small black dragon model on the tent roof.
"The Scottish Black Dragon you're about to face is a young mother. She woke up to find her child missing, and herself trapped in a confined space. Not far ahead, she can hear her child's cries intermittently, but she can't see her baby…"
Rolf paused, his expression showing pity for the dragon mother and concern for the contestants.
He said, "If it were you, what would you do?"
Hope, trembling, spoke in a very despondent tone, "Tear apart everyone who appears before me!"
"Exactly."
Rolf nodded, sighing, "The Ministry of Magic arranged it this way because they're worried the dragon mothers might slack off… In any case, don't expect any mercy once you're in there. That black dragon will attack you with full force."
"Mr. Crouch from the Ministry of Magic said that if anyone feels they can't handle it, they can voluntarily give up. Someone will intervene promptly to control the enraged black dragon."
As he spoke, a crisp, loud whistle cut through the silence in the tent. Rolf quickly reminded, "Wade, it's your turn!"
Wade drew his Wand, ignoring the nervous expressions of the others, and followed Rolf out.
They walked around the tent, through a narrow passage surrounded by bushes, and reached the end. A gap appeared in the middle of the bushes ahead.
"Good luck, Wade."
Rolf stopped, looking at Wade and speaking, his round eyes holding a hint of unspoken worry.
Wade nodded at him and walked into the arena, his steps steady, his figure appearing exceptionally composed.
Rolf blinked, feeling as though the sunlight had draped Wade in a golden battle robe, as if nothing could defeat him.
He took two steps towards the gap, looking at the scene before him—
Seven fire dragons formed a massive encirclement. In the center of the circle was a slowly rotating Golden Compass the size of a millstone. Each dragon was bound by iron chains thicker than a wrist, restricting them within a certain range.
The closest was the Scottish Black Dragon. Its enormous body was like a moving mountain, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.
Its wings were like a bat's, its skin a deep, inky black, and its eyes gleamed with fierce, tyrannical light.
Most striking was its thick tail, adorned with hard scales and spines, its arrowhead tip reflecting a cold, sharp glint.
Seeing someone emerge from the front, the black dragon immediately tried to pounce but was restrained by the iron chains, keeping it at a distance. Without hesitation, it opened its mouth and let out an angry roar!
"ROAR—"
The entire ground seemed to tremble as a torrent of scorching fire spewed forth, heading straight for Wade, as if intent on incinerating the tiny figure to ash.
Facing the surging flames, Wade swiftly waved his Wand: "*Iron Shield Charm!*"
An invisible barrier formed an indestructible shield. The stream of flames crashed against it, instantly forming a golden-red wall of fire, with scorching air blasting in all directions.
Without waiting for the flames to dissipate, Wade immediately pointed his Wand diagonally towards the sky and shouted, "*Aguamenti!*"
—Though he didn't need to utter the incantation for such a basic spell, Wade wasn't yet ready to reveal his ability with Nonverbal Spells.
Clear streams of water shot from the tip of his Wand, arcing a silvery parabola through the air, then colliding with the flames, causing a violent reaction.
With a sizzling sound, the water was evaporated by the flames, transforming into a massive cloud of white mist that spread outwards with explosive speed, like clouds pulled from the sky to the ground, enveloping the entire area.
The black dragon was startled by this sudden change. Both terrified and enraged, it lunged again towards where Wade had been, only to be pulled back by the chains. It roared, breathed fire, and swung its massive tail, trying to disperse the white mist and find its vanished enemy.
Its actions were exactly what Wade wanted. He quietly cast another spell, sending out several more Aguamenti streams. The white mist rapidly expanded, making it impossible to see even a few meters away.
But this was no problem for Wade. The black dragon's movements were louder than a pile driver. Even without seeing it, he could pinpoint its location by sound alone.
Wade had also cast a Supersensory Charm on himself. This spell enhances one's five senses, and his senses became exceptionally acute at this moment, almost able to detect the slightest vibrations in the air.
Maintaining his guard, he swung his Wand, casting Nonverbal Spells, Shielding Charms, Notice-Me-Not Charms…
He cast them all, whether they would be useful or not.
The black dragon seemed to realize that Wade had left his original position. It lumbered around within its restricted range, flapping its wings, its tail swinging wildly, sweeping anything it could reach.
Suddenly, Wade felt a strong gust of wind from behind, accompanied by a powerful sense of oppression.
Without hesitation, his body sprang like a coiled spring, instantly dropping to the ground. He pushed off with his hand, flipping over and dodging his original position.
In that instant, the massive tail swept past Wade with a strong wind. It slammed into the ground, gouging a deep trench, sending gravel and dirt flying.
The black dragon's angry roar abruptly ceased, and a dangerous, tyrannical killing intent suddenly condensed in the air.
Unexpectedly, an image instantly formed in Wade's mind: the black dragon's ears twitched slightly, having registered his evasive movement.
It tilted its head, leaning forward, trying to pretend it hadn't noticed anything, but in reality, it was fully prepared to attack.
The next second, its massive body lunged forward, its mouth wide open, revealing sharp teeth…
The image in his mind dissipated. Wade instantly waved his Wand and whispered, "*Avis!*"
A large flock of birds flew in all directions. The sudden commotion made the poised fire dragon hesitate for a moment.
In that instant, Wade rushed through the final stretch and slapped the Golden Compass!
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