At noon, Hogwarts students gathered in Clock Square, led by Professor Flitvie, and walked towards the competition venue.

"Mileva took the warriors to the temporary tent first." Flivi said excitedly.

Felix walked side by side with him, walking slowly in front of him, the students behind him chattered and discussed excitedly, and a witch shouted, "I heard the dragon's cry last night."

He turned around and the people were surging behind him, like a black winding river. They walked out of the castle, crossed the long covered bridge, and went down the slope.

Along the way, Dermstrong's students walked down from the boat in their cloaks and joined the team. When passing by the Hagrid's hut, the huge carriage door opened, and seven or eight Boothbaton students in blue sable school uniforms appeared on the golden steps, and Ifamoni's students poured out from the temporary resident of Quidditch Stadium, standing by the forbidden forest waiting for their wizards.

The uniforms of these four schools add vitality to the monotonous black tide, like colorful swimming fish in the water.

The group walked along the edge of the Forbidden Forest for about twenty minutes. The castle and lake were gone, and it was beyond the scope of the school. The bushes and shrubs on the right grew sparsely. Further deeper was the lush and dense Forest forest forest, and the light-tight Forest.

He heard the sound of horse hooves. "Is it a horse man?" Felix narrowed his eyes and looked at the dense forbidden forest. A strange horse's head poked out, which was the Night Hedge. When he looked over, it disappeared immediately.

After walking around another protruding forest land, my eyes suddenly became wide open. It was a temporary ring stand. There were simple plank roads stacked on the high wooden stakes, rising and falling along the terrain. This should be the stand, which surrounded the site in a large circle.

On the west side is a huge silver tent, Felix caught a glimpse of Ludo Bagmann hurried in.

"Everyone goes to the stands in order, don't be crowded." Flivie stood on a wooden step and said to the crowd who kept approaching. Felix whispered apologies and turned around and walked towards the tent.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he smelled the solemn and depressing atmosphere, and Ludo Bagman's cheerful voice seemed so out of place.

"Okay, it's actually very simple. You have to pick out the model inside. Yes, you should know that there are different types of Fire Dragons. You have to choose ladies on behalf of your team first."

When Felix went in, he saw Bagman standing among the Warriors with a smile, and deliberately changed into the old robe of the Hornets he had played for when he was young, carrying a purple silk bag in his hand.

He was surrounded by six teams of captains Victor Grevis, Fleur, Crum, Cedric, Nona Lebert and Harry. Of the six, Harry was the shortest, especially when he stood with the tall witch of Vagado, who was like a lost child. But today he was going to face the threat of the Fire Dragon with his companions.

The other team members were scattered in the tent, staring at their captain, and the sound of breathing seemed to disappear in the tent.

Furong trembled her hands and took out a small, vivid model of Welsh Green Dragon from the bag, her face pale for a moment.

But Felix's face turned black. That was the Fire Dragon Magic Light of the "Future World"! Is the Ministry of Magic so lazy?

"Ah~ Madam, you are lucky~" Bagman said. At this time, he heard a low voice ringing in his ears, "Can't you make a model by yourself..."

He turned around and saw Felix with a bad expression, he stammered and said, "Felix...that was proposed by a young man in the ministry to use a cute magic lamp to offset the pressure brought by the real fire dragon and calm the warriors..."

He patted the green dragon model in Furong's hand. It immediately moved, spreading its teeth and claws, which scared her torture and threw it on Bagman's face. He picked it up from the ground and handed it to Furong, saying, "Oh, it doesn't seem to work."

Judging from the expressions of everyone in the tent, this performance was simply terrible.

Furong returned to her teammates with a cold face, and arranged the final tactics in French in a gusto. Felix glanced at him in a hurry, and the two warriors kept swaying their bodies, without listening to a word.

Vagado ranked second, and Nonali pulled the fire dragon with pearly curved scales. It was the Australian protein eye recognized as the "most beautiful fire dragon". However, she was not interested in taking a look again, and eagerly discussed the detailed details of the fire dragon with her teammates.

"It's not very aggressive, I like to eat sheep...its flames are like magma and very sticky..."

Grevis got the Hebrides Black Dragon. This kind of fire dragon can usually reach thirty feet long when adults are adults, and the female black dragon will be even bigger.

Afterwards, Krum took out a bright red Chinese fireball, he lowered his hand, leaned against the post in the tent, staring at a hole in the tent overhead, his teammates came over and whispered: "Wickdor..."

He said calmly, "As planned," the two teammates nodded silently.

Cedric got the blue Swedish short-nosed dragon. He was delighted on his face and quickly walked to Roger Davis and Collins to show them. The three originally solemn faces were relaxed to varying degrees, which was one of the more suitable choices for their tactics in their judgment.

Finally, it was Harry. His expression was very bad. He knew what the remaining one was, a black Hungarian tree bee, with the largest size and the most fierce appearance.

The night before yesterday, he, Ron and Hermione went to see it secretly in invisible clothes, and he believed that the same was true for everyone else. The day Charlie's Dragon Trainer team came was no secret, at least during Hagrid's date he would rather call it an inappropriate meeting. Mrs. Maxim took the warriors of Busbaton openly.

With Bagman's expectant expression, Harry took out the last fire dragon model woodenly, lowered his head and stared at the cute Hungarian tree bee model in his hand. The little fire dragon spread its wings and showed its small fangs, as if he was smiling, and it looked a little similar to Bagman in front of him.

But Harry would not be confused. He had seen the appearance of a real Hungarian tree bee. The tail, which was supposed to be full of thorns, has now become very smooth and spiked, and has turned into bronze spots. He subconsciously glanced at Professor Happ and felt that the 'Future World' company' was designed a bit outrageously.

Why didn't you find this before? He thought wondering.

Harry and Ron and Hermione gathered together, and he quickly said, "We have to change our strategy."

...

"Okay, you all got it!" Bagman said, "You all got the fire dragon you are going to face. I'm going to leave you for a while now because I'm going to give the audience an explanation. There will be others who will bring you into the court at the beginning of the game. You will go out when you hear the whistle. Do you understand?"

The others were a little silent, and Cedric asked a question: "What is our mission? And the order of the game?"

"Task?" Bagman was stunned for a moment, "Oh, uh... didn't I say it?" He looked at the others in a daze. Everyone in the tent turned their eyes to eat people. He took out his handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead. "Okay, it was my negligence. I should have made it clear from the beginning... That's it, I went through the fire dragon and got the dragon egg and escaped smoothly. As for the order of the competition... there is no order, you all, compete together."

Harry and the other two looked at each other and looked up to see Cedric looking at his two teammates meaningfully. They felt a little confident, at least they practiced according to this strategy when they were in Classroom No. 7.

He looked at Professor Happ on the side, staring at the carvings in the tent without any other reaction.

"Why play together? What if it is affected by other teams?" A girl from Boothbaton said sharply.

"This is also one of the tests," said Bagman cautiously. "You must learn to see all directions and listen to all directions. Each fire dragon will be separated by a distance. In theory... you have enough space, and you will understand when the time comes. Then... Harry... can I say a few words to you alone? Come outside?"

Harry looked at him in confusion, and they left for a while, Harry returned with a gloomy expression.

"What's going on?" Ron asked.

"I don't know, he seems to want to help me." Harry said in confusion, "but I refused, we have prepared so much..."

At this time, Felix was still a master in the tent, and the others looked at him curiously, thinking that this man would leave with Bagman.

"I will introduce myself first. Felix Hepp is the professor of magic culture at Hogwarts." He said calmly: "You don't need to remember my name, just remember my responsibilities. I am one of the security officers, of course, the last line of defense."

"When you play, there are dragon trainers in the dragon farm and staff from the Ministry of Magic who are ready to provide protection at any time... As for me, I will be hovering above your head throughout the game, only intervening at the most dangerous times when you don't have time to call for help."

"So, good luck."
Chapter completed!