Chapter 515: The Final Challenge, Dragons
On the far side of the arena, Kyle soon spotted a golden blur darting between the Bludgers. The Firebolt's superior agility and speed made tracking it far easier than it would have been otherwise. The Golden Snidget was hovering near the stands, its small, shiny black eyes fixed intently on Kyle. Its head tilted slightly, as though curious about the approaching figure.
When the Snidget finally realized Kyle was closing in, it flapped its wings in a panic and tried to flee—but it was too late.
The Firebolt's ability to rapidly accelerate for short bursts gave Kyle a decisive edge. Even with the ever-present interference of the Bludgers, he managed to position himself directly behind the Snidget before it could vanish again. With a swift, precise motion, he gently caught the delicate creature in his hands.
The Golden Snidget felt soft, like a warm, fluffy dandelion resting in his palm. It didn't resist being caught; instead, it lay still, gazing up at Kyle with an inquisitive tilt of its tiny head.
"Puff... puff..."
As if on cue, the moment Kyle captured the Snidget, the Bludgers pursuing him disintegrated one by one, dissolving into fine dust that scattered into the air. When one of the Bludgers disappeared, it revealed a glimmering red gemstone within, suspended momentarily before beginning to fall. Kyle acted quickly, darting toward the stone and catching it in his other hand.
The gemstone was roughly the size of an egg, its dark red hue strikingly reminiscent of the Philosopher's Stone that had once been hidden at Hogwarts. Its purpose, however, remained a mystery for the time being.
Kyle's curiosity about the gemstone was cut short as the scene around him shifted once more.
The remaining platform vanished into thin air, and the entire Quidditch Pitch began to spin wildly. The crowd in the stands seemed to shrink as if the entire space was expanding outward, growing larger by the second. The ground beneath him reformed into a different terrain, but Kyle didn't land. He gripped the Firebolt tightly, staying airborne as the transformation continued.
A low, rumbling sound filled his ears. In the blink of an eye, a towering mountain erupted from the ground, dominating the entire pitch. Its jagged peaks pierced the sky, and the air around it crackled with an ominous energy.
Then came the roars.