bioinnovel Chapter 340 Taking Action with Hatred
Chapter 340 Taking Action with Hatred
Chapter 340 Taking Action with Hatred
When Belvina said "zero points," everyone present was stunned.
Mrs. Maxim looked on incredulously; she thought the woman must be insane, and quite insane indeed.
Dumbledore was also shocked. He was deeply shocked by the unfathomable depth of Belvina's abilities, which he had thought was the limit.
At the same time, Dumbledore felt a surge of relief; thankfully, the unfathomable Belvina was on his side.
She's one of us.
Barty Crouch, who was grinning from ear to ear, was equally shocked and felt no sense of relief whatsoever.
For a fleeting moment, Barty Crouch's resolve wavered, and he couldn't help but want to abandon the plan.
Looking back at the more than 700-year history of the Triwizard Tournament, Karkarov's 1 point is already outrageous enough, truly "unprecedented." Who could have imagined that someone could be even more outrageous than Karkarov, especially since these two players came from the same Triwizard Tournament? It's simply indescribable.
At this moment, Barty Crouch was filled with trepidation. Could he really complete his plan successfully and take Harry Potter away from right under Belvina Black's nose?
Just as the three were so shocked they couldn't put their words to it, a red light suddenly appeared on the lakeside, dazzling and blinding.
Igor Karkarov erupted, unleashing all the anger and unease that had been building up for months.
Why is everyone picking on me?!
All I want is to win the three-way championship and secure my position as principal!
Why do you keep stopping me from winning the championship? Why are you all making things difficult for me?
Igor Karkaroff attacked with hatred in his heart; anger and resentment were the source of his dark magic, and a vicious spell shot out, heading straight for Belvina.
Having prepared in advance, how could Belvina possibly be caught off guard? With a light step, she nimbly dodged and easily avoided the curse of mutual poison.
A black magic spell, flashing with a malevolent red light, swept across the shore and struck a large rock in the distance.
The boulders on the lake shore were not shattered; the places where the curse struck began to dissolve, emitting a strange, unpleasant sound.
As the red light emanating from the spell illuminated the lakeside, the other three judges began to move.
Dumbledore immediately waved his wand, and steam rose up, instantly enveloping the area where the referee and the warriors were.
Barty Crouch took off running, sprinting towards the place where the warriors were resting. Perhaps he wanted to protect the warriors, or perhaps he wanted to take Harry away with him.
Mrs. Maxim was a little slower to react, but her height and long legs gave her an advantage. She quickly overtook Crouch and rushed into the tent first.
He shielded Hibiscus and Gabrielle behind him.
At this moment, the warriors and hostages who were temporarily receiving treatment in the tents also poked their heads out.
In just a moment, Harry and Cedric figured out what was happening outside, and they both drew their wands.
The two Hogwarts figures stood side by side, blocking Ron, Hermione, and Cho Chang, while secretly keeping an eye on Viktor Krum, who was standing opposite them.
Besides being wary of a sudden attack from Krum at Durmstrang, Harry was also on guard against Barty Crouch, who was running towards the tent. In his mind, Crouch was far more dangerous than Krum.
Tensions were high on one side of the camp, threatening to escalate into a fight at the slightest provocation. Meanwhile, what about the two men who had already started fighting on the other side?
Belvina ran away.
Yes, that's right, Belvina, who caused the trouble, ran away.
Enraged, Karkaroff was not about to give up and gave chase without a second thought.
And so, Belvina sprinted ahead, with Karkaroff in hot pursuit, as they ran towards the forbidden forest not far from the lakeshore. "Come out! Blake, get out here!"
With bloodshot eyes, Karkarov roared and destroyed everything in his sight.
Whether it was the tall trees or the low bushes in the forest, they all fell victim to Karkarov's wickedness.
"Blake, you get out here!" Karkaroff roared. "I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"
With that, Karkarov struck again, his anger simmering, and a tall tree that had lived for countless years fell down, simply because it had blocked Karkarov's view.
"I'm right here, why are you arguing with a tree that won't move!"
As she spoke, Belvina emerged from behind another tree, her hands clasped behind her back without even taking out her wand.
Another flash of red light appeared, Belvina dodged to the side, and yet another innocent tree fell victim to Karkarov's wickedness.
"You gave Harry a point last time, and I only went a little overboard this time, so why can't you handle it?"
As she spoke, Belvina drew her wand, sometimes dodging attacks and sometimes using it to deflect spells aimed at her.
"What? You can give Harry a point, but I can't give Krum zero? Why should I?!" she continued. "Because you're the headmaster, or because you used to be a Death Eater?"
Igor Karkarov remained silent, only continuing to cast spells.
As a former Death Eater and now Principal Durmstrang, Karkaroff is quite capable.
In the dimly lit forest, blinding magical lights occasionally flashed, and Karkaroff displayed all his skills, forcing the defensive Belvina to retreat repeatedly.
However, although Igor Karkarov had some skills, they weren't many, and he couldn't do anything to Belvina at all; she probably didn't even lose a single hair.
"That's enough! Why are you still going on and on?" Belvina said, looking relaxed, without blushing or out of breath.
From the lakeshore into the forbidden forest, and then running around in the woods, defending and dodging, Belvina showed no signs of fatigue, demonstrating that her physical strength and endurance were extraordinary.
In contrast, Igor Karkarov's movements were noticeably slower than before, whether it was the imprisonment in Azkaban that had emptied his body or the pampered life that had worn down his will.
At this moment, Belvina stood confidently opposite Karkaroff and launched another attack.
"Igor, do you remember what I told you during our first project?" Belvina said. "Think back carefully."
Recalling was impossible. As Karkarov calmed his rapid breathing, he slowly approached Belvina, trying to close the distance between them.
"Don't you remember?" Belvina said. "You're not that old, how come you don't remember things?" As she spoke, she slowly backed away.
Karkaroff's chaotic breathing gradually calmed down. He gripped his wand tightly in his right hand, waiting for the right moment to deliver a powerful blow to Belvina, ensuring she would never be able to laugh again.
As his breathing gradually calmed down, Karkaroff's eyes were no longer bloodshot, returning to their initial cold and sharp appearance.
It looks quite intimidating.
"Still can't remember? Should I remind you?" Belvina stopped and stopped backing away.
Karkarov continued to walk slowly forward, getting closer and closer to Belvina.
"I told you," Belvina's face suddenly turned cold, "that you shouldn't go too far with some things, or you'll suffer the consequences."
Before she could finish speaking, Belvina had already made her move, and a spell shot out from her acacia wood wand.
Karkaroff hurriedly raised his wand to defend himself, the dazzling light blinding him.
The offensive and defensive positions shifted in an instant. Karkarov, who had been pressing forward relentlessly, was now being forced back by Belvina. Although he was not immediately defeated, he was in grave danger.
Igor Karkaroff's breathing, which had just calmed down, became rapid again. His back was soaked with cold sweat, and his arms were tingling with numbness, making it hard for him to hold his wand.
Suddenly, Karkarov felt a lightness in his hand.
Karkaroff then realized that his wand had slipped from his grasp.
Igor Karkaroff lowered his head, looking desperately at the wand lying on the ground, then looked up at Belvina.
The raging anger was completely extinguished at that moment, and the reason that had been burned away by the anger returned. Even the cold and sharp gaze became clear.
"You can't, Blake, you can't—" Karkaroff gasped, raising his hands and carefully, little by little, backing away.
"No?" Belvina, her face as cold as ice, revealed a cold smile.
"Yes, you can't!" Karkaroff's voice held a pleading tone. "I'm the principal of Durmstrang, you can't hurt me!"
Belvina said "Oh," but she didn't put down her wand; it was still pointing at Karkaroff.
"I was wrong, Miss Black," Karkaroff said, his voice becoming even more submissive. "I shouldn't have favored Krum, I shouldn't have given Potter and Diggory low marks, it's all my fault!"
People have to bow their heads under the roof.
Igor Karkarov was not only good at running away, but also very good at bowing his head.
He spoke earnestly, almost kneeling down to kiss the hem of Belvina's robe, but in his heart he was thinking of escaping.
He believed that as long as he could escape the woods and return to Dumbledore's side, Belvina would not dare to harm him again.
"So you knew all along! I thought you didn't! I always thought you considered yourself a fair and upright person!"
"I'm unjust, I'm completely unjust, I'm a treacherous and despicable person!"
At this moment, Igor Karkaroff's demeanor became extremely supple, devoid of the arrogance he displayed upon first arriving at Hogwarts, and the smugness he exuded when introducing Krum.
"I'll never do it again! Please, Miss Black, have mercy on me this time!" Karkaroff pleaded. "I promise, Krum will absolutely not be an obstacle for Porter and Diggory in the next match, I promise!"
Upon hearing this, Belvina slowly lowered her wand, seemingly softening her heart.
Seeing Belvina lower her wand, Karkaroff was overjoyed. He suddenly lifted his leg, sending fallen leaves and dirt flying high into the air.
The dust and fallen leaves flew towards Belvina, and Karkaroff turned and ran, not even caring about the wand that had fallen to the ground, only wanting to escape the Forbidden Forest.
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