A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

At noon, the Hogwarts students gathered in Clock Square, led by Professor Flitwick, and walked towards the playing field.

"Minerva took the warriors to the temporary tent first," Flitwick said excitedly.

Felix walked side by side with him, walking unhurriedly ahead, the students behind him chatted and discussed excitedly, and a wizard shouted: "I heard the dragon's cry last night—"

He turned his head, and the head surging behind him, like a black meandering river. They walked out of the castle, crossed the long covered bridge, and followed the ramp all the way down.

As they passed the Black Lake along the way, Durmstrang's students dismounted from the boat in their capes to join the team. As they passed near Hagrid's hut, the huge carriage door opened, and from the golden steps appeared seven or eight dressed in blue cotton. Beauxbatons students in satin school uniforms, and Ilvermorny students pouring out of the makeshift quarters on the Quidditch pitch, waiting for their Vagadu wizards and wizards by the Forbidden Forest.

The school 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 20 minutes. The castle and the lake were gone. They had already exceeded the school's confines. The trees and shrubs on the right were growing sparsely. Translucent Forbidden Forest.

He heard the sound of hooves. "Is it a centaur?" Felix squinted at the dense forbidden forest, and a strange looking horse's head stuck out, it was Thestral. When he looked over, it disappeared immediately.

After bypassing another protruding woodland, the eyes suddenly opened up. It was a temporary ring-shaped stand, with a simple plank road stacked on high wooden stakes, rising and falling along the terrain.

On the west side, there was a huge silver tent, and Felix caught a glimpse of Ludo Bagman and hurried into it.

"Everyone goes to the stands in order, don't crowd." Flitwick stood on a wooden step and said to the crowd that kept approaching. Felix whispered an apology and turned to the tent.

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

"Okay, it's actually very simple. You have to pick out the models inside. That's right, you should know that there are different types of fire dragons. You have to choose on behalf of your team - ladies first."

When Felix went in, he saw Bagman standing in the middle of the Warriors with a smile on his face, deliberately changing into the old Hornets jersey he played for when he was young, and carrying a purple silk bag in his hand.

He was surrounded by the captains of six teams - Victor Graves, Fleur, Krum, Cedric, Nona Raibert and Harry. Of the six, Harry was the shortest, especially when he stood with the tall witch in Vagado, like a lost child. But today he and his companions face the threat of the fire dragon.

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

With trembling hands, Fleur took out a small, vivid Welsh green dragon model from the bag, her face pale for a while.

Felix's face turned black, it was the fire dragon magic lamp of the 'future world'! Is the Ministry of Magic just that lazy?

"Ah, ma'am you're lucky~" Bagman said. At this moment, he heard a deep voice ringing in his ears, "Can't you make a model yourself..."

He turned his head and saw Felix who had a bad expression, and said hesitantly: "Felix...that, it 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 let the warriors calm down..."

He patted the green dragon model in Furong's hand. Immediately, it moved, claws and claws, so frightened she threw it in Bagman's face, he picked it up from the ground in embarrassment and handed it to Fleur, saying, "Oh, it doesn't seem to work."

Judging by the expressions of everyone in the tent, the performance was terrible.

Fleur returned to her teammates with a cold face, and quickly laid out the final tactics in French. Felix hurriedly glanced at them. The bodies of the two warriors kept swaying, not listening to a word.

Vagado came in second, and Nona Rabble landed on a fire dragon with pearl-shaped curved scales, which was recognized as the 'most beautiful fire dragon' in Australia, but she was not interested in watching the first. Second Eye, eagerly discussing the details of this fire dragon with his teammates.

"It's not very aggressive, I like to eat sheep... Its flame is like magma, very sticky..."

Graves got the Hebridean black dragon, which can reach 30 feet in length as an adult, and the female black dragon will be larger.

After that, Krum pulled out a bright red Chinese fireball. He lowered his hands and leaned against the pillar in the tent, staring at a hole in the tent above his head. His teammate came over and whispered: "Victor …”

He said with a sullen face: "As planned." The two teammates nodded silently.

Cedric got the blue Swedish short-nosed dragon, with a happy expression on his face, he quickly walked to Roger Davis and Collins and showed them to them. The three originally dignified faces relaxed to varying degrees. This is one of the more suitable choices for their tactics in their judgment.

Finally there was Harry, who had a bad look on his face, and he knew what the rest was - a black Hungarian Horntail, the biggest and most aggressive looking.

He, Ron, and Hermione had sneaked in the night before in the Invisibility Cloak to see it, and he was sure the others were too, and it wasn't a secret that Charlie's team of dragon trainers came on the day, at least on Hagrid's date - he preferred Call it an ill-timed meeting—Mrs. Maxime observes with the warriors of Beauxbatons openly.

By the way, they also met the sneaky Karkaroff.

In Bagman's look of anticipation, Harry took out the last model of the fire dragon, lowered his head and stared at the model of the naive Hungarian wasp in his hand. , looks somewhat similar to the Bagman in front of him.

But Harry wouldn't be fooled, he had seen what a real Hungarian wasp looked like, the tail that was supposed to be full of thorns was now very smooth - the position of the thorns became bronze spots, he subconsciously Glancing at Professor Haipu, I felt that the design of the 'Future World' company was a bit outrageous.

Why haven't I discovered this before? he wondered.

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

...

"Okay, you all got it!" Bagman said, "You all got the dragon you're going to face, I'm going to leave you for a while now, because I'm going to explain to the audience, there will be other people at the start of the game Bring you in, and go out when you hear the whistle. Understand?"

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

"Mission?" Bagman was stunned. "Oh, uh... didn't I say that?" He glanced at the others in a confused way. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, "Well, it was my negligence, I should have made it clear at the beginning... That's it, go through the fire dragon to get the dragon egg, and escape smoothly at the same time. As for the order of the game... No Order, all of you, play together."

The three of Harry looked at each other and looked up to see Cedric looking at his two teammates equally meaningfully. They felt a little confident, at least they practiced according to this strategy when they were in classroom 7.

He looked at Professor Haipu, who was staring at the carvings in the tent, but there was no other reaction.

"Why play together? What if it's influenced by other teams?" one of the Beauxbatons screeched.

"This is also one of the tests," Bagman said cautiously. "You have to learn to see six ways with your eyes and listen to all directions. Each dragon will be separated by a certain distance. In theory...you have enough space to reach the You'll see in time. So... Harry... may I have a few words with you alone? Come outside?"

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

"What's the matter?" Ron asked.

"I don't know, he seems to be trying to help me," said Harry inexplicably, "but I refused, we prepared so much..."

At this time, Felix was left in the tent, and the others looked at him curiously, thinking that this person would leave with Bagman.

"Introduce yourself first, Felix Hepp, Professor of Rune at Hogwarts." He said calmly, "You don't have to remember my name, just remember my duties - I am One of the security officers, of course, is the last line of defense."

"During your game, you are surrounded by dragon trainers from the dragon farm, and staff from the Ministry of Magic who are ready to provide protection... As for me, I will be hovering over your heads throughout the game. , will only intervene at the most dangerous time - when you are too late to call for help."

"Then good luck to you."

Felix walked out of the tent, and there was a lot of people outside.