Felix passed through the pillars of the stands, and Bagman's high-pitched voice was very clear in the sound of the restless crowd: "Welcome... the first item is the Fire Dragon. The Warriors must get the golden eggs in the obstacles of the Fire Dragon and escape smoothly... Ask the staff to place the Dragon Eggs. Look, the Fire Dragons are still asleep. This is the best time to observe them..."

Six colors of fire dragons were lying on the ground, looking in a coma, but their large figures were still scary, even the nearest referee seat was about five hundred feet away.

"...Next, I will introduce the referee team, the five principals, myself, and Minister Fudge, who replaced my old friend Barty Crouch, and I'm sorry he took a long vacation..."

Felix found the busy Professor McGonagall, who kept walking back and forth on the edge of the venue, circled around the circle, with absent-minded expression on his face, and when he passed, McGonagall almost ran into him.

"Be careful, Minerva"

"Oh, it's you, Felix." McGonagall screamed, her tone much higher than usual: "Charlie is looking for you. Charlie!" she shouted at a small crowd, and a short witch turned around and ran over.

"Hi, Felix," Charlie said, looking nervous, constantly rubbing his hands: "We are watching from the side, carrying whistles with us. If danger occurs, we will come forward and of course, we need your support."

"No problem," Felix said.

A roar came from a distance, and a black fire dragon slowly raised its head. The staff next to it put down the dragon eggs and ran away.

The Hungarian tree bee found itself in a strange environment, surrounded by a group of noisy little bugs, which made people feel annoyed. It also smelled the breath of the same kind. Its two yellow eyes turned around and soon saw clearly that there were five other fire dragons lying on the platform that was not far away.

Its mood suddenly became worse, supporting it to stand up, under it was a nest made of golden hay, and there was an egg in the nest, which felt particularly friendly. This was its child who quickly accepted this view. Its movements became cautious, "Crash~" the sound of the iron chain sounded, and it stared blankly at the thick chain on its left foot, and roared to the sky.

The scorching flames rushed into the sky, rolling up a wave of air out of thin air, and the temperature of the surrounding air rose rapidly.

As it moved, the other five fire dragons also woke up. They each raised their heads, flapped their wings irritably, and stamped their feet. The black stone ground made a dull sound.

The Hungarian tree bee looked around and didn't like it. It would be better to leave with its dragon egg. It tentatively pulled the iron chain, thinking it was not reliable. Just as it was about to use force, it saw a familiar person.

"Aowu~"

It called out loudly, it was the terrible barbecue chef!

Felix looked at it and asked Charlie: "Does Fire Dragon have a good memory?"

"Of course," Charlie replied, "Norber still remembers Hager now. Every time I disobey, I would show it with Hager's photos, but I don't know how long it would be fooled... It is getting smarter and won't let us check it..."

Bagman's voice has been guiding the audience's emotions, and he is a good player in this regard.

"Look, the fire dragons have awakened. They need some time to adapt...at least they find their eggs. I will explain the rules of the competition during this period..."

Felix took out a broom from the ring, turned over and sat on it, kicked his feet, rushed straight into the sky, hovering around the venue for two circles, and enjoying the scenery below.

"This is a good viewing location." He smiled and said to himself.

Looking down from a high place, the layout of the venue suddenly became clear. A silver tent was for the warriors to rest temporarily. A few hundred feet away was the viewing stand. In the crooked and swaying, it could barely be regarded as an oval stand, six areas were divided into each other, and together they looked like a daffodil.

At each petal near the center, there was a fire dragon entrenched, both large and small, and they raised their heads one after another. They were looking around uneasy.

A gate was opened on one side of the stands near the silver tent, which should be the position where the Warriors entered the field. Opposite the door, the stands suddenly rose a little higher, which was the referee's seat.

Bagman, who was introducing the rules of the game, said happily: "Very good, our safety officer is in place, he will serve as the last guarantee. Regarding Felix, no need to say, you should have seen it in the newspapers as well."

His voice weakened because Fuji's gloomy eyes had already looked over.

Bagman stuttered for a while, and finally realized what he was going to do. He stood up and shouted loudly: "So, please invite all the warriors!"

The cheers were deafening, and the extremely penetrating whistle sounded throughout the sky. The fire dragons raised their heads and looked around cautiously and uneasy. Soon, a wooden door opened and a group of people walked in.

"Hiss~"

When Harry saw a man in front of him fall backwards, he quickly reached out to support him. It was Busbaton's warrior. Harry couldn't call the boy's name, but his current condition was obviously not very good, and his nose and tears flowed all over the floor.

"François..." Fleur whispered, "For Nick Lemay, be braver!" She turned her head to the side and ordered: "Jacqueline!"

Another girl trembled and helped François up, although from Harry's point of view, she was also extremely scared.

He felt a little more disgusted with Furong until he saw a layer of mist in Furong's eyes. He was stunned for a moment. Perhaps the expression on his face was too direct. Furong glared at him.

The leading staff member took them to a clearing area, where the air was much hotter than outside, and the stone in front of the blue Swedish short-nosed dragon melted like liquid, soft.

He could not hear the sound, but could see the hot droplets of magma falling down, as if they were dripping on his heart. But that was not his trouble. He heard Ron swallowing and followed his sight and saw their target, a huge black hill.

But that hill is moving and covered with barbs.

Harry regretted not seeing it well at night. The Hungarian tree bee was taller than ten he stacked it. It was covered with black scales and had a lizard-like appearance. It had yellow eyes and bronze horns, and its tail also had spikes that were close to bronze.

He heard Hermione recite the information about this fire dragon hoarsely: "...Hungarian tree bees are considered to be the most vicious and aggressive fire dragon...one of the furthest fire dragons that spit the fire, with a distance of up to 50 feet. When protecting the dragon eggs, they are more aggressive...the female dragons are generally larger than the male dragon..."

"I'm just glad that my mother didn't come..." Ron said in pain when he saw Sirius waving on the audience.

At this time, Charlie came over, his calm voice calmed Harry's heart slightly, and then they were taken to the corresponding position by the staff who kept appearing. When they passed, Charlie patted the three of them on the shoulders, opened his mouth several times, and finally squeezed out a vague "Come on."

In front of Harry, Ron and Hermione was the Hungarian tree bee. It was completely different from what was taken out of her pocket. Only at close range can it feel its horror. Compared with this fire dragon, they were like three mice.

"This is in Classroom 7, Classroom 7..." Ron kept hypnotizing himself.

Hermione's face was as white as paper, and she tried her best to calm her voice down, "There are dragon trainers around and the staff of the Ministry of Magic. Even if you don't believe them, you should believe Professor Hepp...he is above our heads!"

The three of them looked up at the sky, and against the light, a blurry shadow stood on it, giving them great courage.

Bagman's passionate voice sounded again: "The Warriors have just been for it. They are only seventy feet away from their opponents. This is a relatively safe distance because the fire dragons have chains on their legs."

"After hearing the whistle, you can act. Time, strategy, effect, and the courage you show will all become the basis for rating. Good luck! Prepare for 321! The competition begins!"

The chaotic sounds around him seemed to have been pressed. Harry had no time to see others. He had to do his own thing. He shouted from the bottom of his heart: "The fire arrows are flying!"

Waiting quietly for a while, he accurately distinguished the familiar sound waves from the tide-like sound. A red shadow flew from the direction of the castle. He turned over and soared into the sky. The familiar sense of speed calmed his heart.

I belong to the sky.

Harry told himself that he had climbed up all the way, increasing his speed to the maximum, and in just a few seconds he surpassed a figure, which was Professor Hayp. He hurriedly glanced at him and rolled his eyes.

He turned the broom handle and his eyes flew below. At a height of seven or eight hundred feet, the fire dragon was like the salamander that Hagrid had talked about in class. He also noticed that the entire venue was like a daffodil, and the fire dragon stood near the center of each petal, and the warrior stood on the other side of the petal.

Looking down from the air, among the six groups of warriors, only Vagadu and Cedric, moved first. Harry didn't remember his name, but only knew that he had a pointed eagle-shaped hair, suddenly rolled from the ground and turned into a strong eagle. He flapped his wings and soared into the sky, bravely flying towards the beautiful Australian egg white.

There was a burst of exclamation from the stands, and they were also stunned by the behavior of the students in Vagado. "Animagus!" someone shouted.

"Not Animagus!" Bagman's voice reached everyone's ears, "That's Vagadu's unique human deformation, as far as I know, all three warriors can do it!"

"Spit~"

The bronze feathers of the eagle shone brightly in the sun, and the Australian protein eyes felt threatened, without the glitter of pupils, colorful eyes stared at them, and opened their mouths and sprayed a fan-shaped bright red flame.

The Qing Diao flexibly did not go away, and continued to provoke.

On the other side, Cedric raised his wand, and a cloud of hazy mist gathered, the range became wider and darker, and finally formed a dark rain cloud, rising hundreds of feet high.

The rain drizzled down, extinguishing the Mars from the blue Swedish short-nosed dragon's nose. It was annoyed and whipped a blue flame with its head tilted. Its flame was extremely hot and even the rocks could burn, but it was only about twenty-three or four feet in size, and with the flame, it could not reach the rain clouds above its head.

This little rain is nothing, but the rain is getting heavier and heavier, making it very uncomfortable. The Swedish short-nosed dragon irritably wanted to move its egg with it, pulling the iron chain on its feet to a "cry" sound.

Collins Forley didn't know when it disappeared, he grinned, already knowing that they had chosen the most appropriate strategy.

Harry suddenly dived down, and the afterglow caught a glimpse of Furong's group, which seemed to be apart from the problem, except for Furong, the other two warriors were stumbling.

Bagman's commentary appeared in time: "The warriors of Busbaton seem to have conflicts. This shouldn't be... Look at Dermstrong, they threw black magic from afar, but this was useless except to make the fire dragon more irritable... Oh, no, look at Krum, what magic he cast on himself, reducing his presence, he is approaching quietly. Does he want to grab the dragon egg with his pair of crocod legs? He should be sitting on the broom, Dermstrong's strategy did not play his greatest advantage!"

On the referee's seat, Kakarov's expression looked annoyed, "What is he doing? He has disturbed Krum."
Chapter completed!