76 extreme results (1/2)
As the orders were dictated by the dragons, Krum will pass first, followed by Fleur, Alex, James, and finally Cedric. Since Rita wasn't alive anymore and Barty hadn't listened to him, it falls on the Quibbler to cover the Task as the Ministry hadn't let other countries press organ enter the isle.
Krum was sent to face his dragon, and everything happens like he know it had, only with another dragon and fewer eggs. What was different, though, rather to wailed at the loss of her eggs, the nesting mother vents her anger on the Bulgarian seeker. Even with the intervention of the handlers, the damage was already done the time they arrive.
Victor was evacuated to St.Mungos wards for a torn leg, the dragon was still snacking on it when he was taken out, and third-degree magical burn on is upper body. Needless to say that the boy career as seeker was finished. Even when they would be healed, scars would remain and he would have lost a great part of his two arms mobility from the half molten muscules. He would also have difficulty breathing with the slightest strenuous effort, so duels were also out.
It was only now that the previously cheering crowd understand why the blasted tournament has been stopped all those years ago, but it was too late now. Obviously, the British Ministry would have yet again to face its angry counterpart since they were the ones that came up with the Tasks.
When it was her turn, Fleur kissed Alex before taking out her wand and exit the tent to enter the arena. If before her attempts to put the dragon to sleep was efficient, it was nothing to her actual performance. Being now also a full-blooded magical creature, and a fellow female, her allure put the dragon at ease and made it more receptive to the spell. Not taking any chance, she circles around the slumbering beast in a wide arc, always keeping it in sight before retrieving her egg, being the first to complete the Task.
The third cannon blast was heard and Alex exit the tent, immediately hearing the crowd cheers at the girl performance, the tent being isolated for not giving them hint on how the other pass it.
”It now time for our third champion to make his way against his designated dragon, the Chinese fireball! How will he deal with it? Will we have our second champion complete his task, or will he fall to the jaws of the beast, mauled to death and roasted before being ingested?” He sweatdrops at the rather rapturous voice of the man at the last part.
'Did he hold a grudge?'
-I think he did.-
Before he could enter, a sudden cry silence the arena.
”The white hunt!” He didn't know who it was but the then sudden cries of agony of the boy where bloodcurdling.
”Wait, no, please! Arg, not my eyes, please, not my eyes... Haaaaaa, my face! It hurt, please mommy! Haaaaaaaaa!”
Ten seconds later, he was passed by a running Poppy Pomfrey with a levitating stretcher behind her with a Gryffindor boy moaning in pain. From the sight of it mangled face, his eyes seem to have been clawed out, seeing the wound around them, he was missing a part of his nose and half of his right ear, the left one, gone entirely.
When he enters the arena and looks around, he could see the scared crowd nervously looking all around them. In the upper part of the arena, groups of six white owls were standing proud, snapping at few students looking at them, who cower immediately. He could swear to have caught the glee in their eyes. Just on his right land Chione and her group, still bloodied from the raid on the moronic boy who has given away their arrival. He stroked her for a few seconds before looking in the center of the arena.
There, the Chinese fireball seems to look also around, curious at the vicious little thing that made shut up the biped. Like the rest of Britain, Bagman was frightened to be the target of a raid from the White hunt so he didn't dare to comments the encounter as long as they stay. He couldn't help but shiver at the sight of those fourteen groups of six owls. While the rest of Britain still don't know they had taken down a squad of ten Aurors that had gone to take the raving beast down, only to return completely defeated and ashamed to have been so by avian.
One couldn't fault it on them, as they have greater coordination between members of the flock, and the Children of Chione were as smart as their mother. It was unprepared Aurors that face the complete raid of eighty-four. When they had appeared in front of them, two complete flocks have to sneak on them and chopped off their wands with their claws the moment they take them out.
After then, it was like an adult picking on a child. Without wands, they could do nothing and due to their distressed state, they left behind body parts when the apparated away. It wouldn't have been too much trouble had they came back for them to be fixed, but when they do so, the owls have already clean the scene, feeding them to Acromentulas in the forest.
So when the group of ten pop in the Atrium as if they just face war, it was the entire building that pours inside it to hear what happen. Regretfully for them, it was Moody guard turn to hold the office. When he learned that they lost several arms, legs, ears, and some most important male parts to birds, they were mauled down by the man, before sent to St.Mungo. That day the Ministry lost ten Aurors and the White Hunt was classed at an XXXX threat to be ignored and vacate the premise on sight.
This has prompt a good laugh for the goblins and a feast throw in the honor of the warriors of Clan Evans to their ruthlessness.
As he had been in the Atrium at that time, Bagman had learned of it before the information was banned to exit the walls from the Minister itself, after all, Britain didn't need another shameful defeat to spread to the international communities.