Harry Potter The Serpent

Harry knew that the sabretooth's teeth were actually not its main weapon as they were surprisingly brittle and easily broken so he tried to claw at the minotaur's neck, he managed to cut it but he hadn't got deep enough, the minotaur managed to get his feet under Harry's belly and pushed, sending Harry flying upwards, Harry landed on his back a meter or so past the minotaur. He coughed as he turned back into his human form, he blinked his eyes and a second later he saw the minotaur standing up.

"You're a stubborn bastard, aren't you?" Harry said as he got up, he couldn't help but hold some respect in his voice for the minotaur. It might not be human but it wasn't giving up and Harry could respect that. "Sorry, but it's time to end this." Harry said before he aimed his wand behind him and without looking he summoned the axe. The minotaur roared and charged towards Harry, just before it reached him Harry jumped to the side, at that moment the axe crashed into the minotaur's stomach.

It grunted as it took a few steps back, Harry quickly blasted the axe so it pushed further into the minotaur. Harry blasted it again, so it went even further in. The minotaur fell to his knees, blood pouring down the axe and towards the floor. Harry looked around and blasted a couple of boulders into pieces, he waved his wand and animated the pieces into a large snake. The snake slithered forward and Harry cast some hardening charms on the mouth of it. The snake lunged towards the minotaur and wrapped its mouth around the minotaur's neck.

A second later the crowd gasped as a snap was heard, Harry stopped the animation spell, causing the rocks to fall into pieces. Harry didn't show any reaction to this, he simply walked past the body and towards the exit, he cast a spell to lighten the boulder before he levitated it out of the way. Harry most definitely felt bad about killing the minotaur, it's not like it wanted to join this tournament (as far as Harry was aware). But it was a threat and Harry wasn't going to give it the chance to kill him. He walked out of the stadium and straight towards the tent as he heard Bagman praising him.

"Our youngest champion has just left the stadium with an excellent time, he was also so far the only champion who has killed their opponent. He has made great use of his animagus form, which I have been informed by professor Dumbledore, is in fact a 'tri-cat', a rare animal that can shift between three feline forms. Interesting, he also made great use of animation charms. Now Mr Potter will go off and rest, and once we're ready we'll have Mr Diggory come out and face his next opponent."

"Mr Potter, are you alright?" Madam Pomfrey asked as he entered the champions tent.

"Peachy." Harry said in a dry voice, which apparently wasn't good enough for her as she began casting a myriad of diagnostic spells before he could even continue. "I was thrown around and I have a few bruises, but other than that I'm fine."

"I will be the judge of that." She huffed before she finished casting spells. "Hmm, you do have a few bruises, luckily that's all there is."

"A few bruises? Never would have guessed." Harry said in a mock-surprised voice as Madam Pomfrey ignored him before she began casting healing spells. Harry looked around, he saw that the other champions appeared to be much the same as him, so far nobody had gotten hurt badly.

"The bruises should be better, normally at this point I would advise rest but unfortunately stupid tournaments are apparently more important than your health." She said in a disapproving voice.

"Oh, you can join me in the 'Bagman' haters club!" Harry laughed as he put an arm around her shoulder. "You want to join? You'd be the first member, probably not the last."

"I will consider it, Mr Potter." She said in an amused voice as she pushed his arm off her. "Though please do try and limit how much damage you receive."

"Do...do you believe I get hurt on purpose?" Harry raised an eyebrow at her. She didn't respond, instead she walked off while muttering things that sounded a lot like 'just like his father'. At that moment somebody else walked into tent, it was somebody that Harry did not expect to see. "Percy Weasley? What the fuck are you doing here?" Harry asked, last year was supposed to be Percy's last year at Hogwarts.

"I was working for Mr Crouch before his...unfortunate arrest." Percy said, looking like he wanted to both glare at Harry and tell him off for his language. "Since he was not able to be here, I am here to assist the judges." Percy said, he didn't mention that he had no idea what would happen to his career after the tournament was over. Percy pulled out a brown bag. "Now, all of you must pick your next opponent."

This time Krum picked first since he was the closest to Percy, and it didn't really matter since he was going to go third anyway. When Krum pulled his hand out he had a small yeti in his hands, next was Fleur Delacour, her eyes widened when she saw a Welsh Green dragon, it was arguably the tamest and least deadly of the dragons, but it was still a dragon. Still, she managed to ease her nerves by reminding herself that she didn't have to fight it, just get past it. Next was Cedric's turn, he pulled out another dragon, this one being a Swedish Short-Snout. His reaction was much like Fleur's, except with a lot more sweating.

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