Training was impossible, and even if Sirius had stolen through the secret passages at the risk of being discovered, Harry wouldn't have been trained - the eye curse or something, the uncertainty was too great, and a dragon angry from pain was much stronger than it was when it was stable.

Therefore, it is understandable that Sirius's face is full of loss, but even Harry can't help it if he tries to follow the training - Sirius can find time to leak exam questions and plans is already the limit, he has no time to train Harry, and other schools are staring at him to death.

So, Sirius came full of excitement, but inexplicably left with sadness - knowing that it was something to be happy about Harry being sure of passing through the dragon, but he was feeling a little cold at the moment.

Well, Hogwarts is really a little cold - thinking of this, Sirius tightened his wizarding robe in the secret passage, and in this cold weather in Hogwarts, it is the only one that can bring some warmth to Sirius...

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Sirius's sad Alan didn't know anything - it happened to Harry anyway, what did it matter to him, could Sirius still be angry with Harry, all he could do was choose to forgive him!

After parting ways with Harry at the table, Alan sat down near the bacon and began to enjoy his lunch—he seemed to arrive early, and his roommates were not there, so he could only start chatting with a few other people who didn't usually know each other.

As the game was approaching, even if Alan didn't want to chat about the game, the chat naturally jumped to the top of the game.

"Speaking of which, Alan, it's the weekend today, and the game is coming up next Tuesday, are you ready?"

"What do you need to prepare—if Alan can't handle it, what chance do the rest of us have?" said one Hufflepuff mutteringly, picking up a small salt-and-pepper potato.

"Don't say that!" the person who asked the question before whispered, and then looked around a lot, and found that the Brazilian classmates who came to eat with him today had not yet come, so he gestured more carefully to make everyone more careful.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" asked in a whisper as the people nearby were all immediately attracted to their minds.

"Stopping the neighborhood with magic, that's my guess, but it's probably true - Alan, you'll have to be careful this time. ”

A bunch of Hufflepuffs sitting with Alan stopped the sound from a silent spell, and then looked at the one who spoke first, and even Alan was a little curious - what is this mysterious about?

Fortunately, he didn't mean to sell off, although he still didn't increase the volume after he confirmed that no one could eavesdrop, but he said his guess very steadily.

"Alan, you have to be careful—I'm afraid you're dealing with a fire dragon in the first level this time!"

The crowd who had been listening honestly was in an uproar - wizards who could read this grade were probably not lacking in common sense, so everyone knew very well what the word fire dragon meant.

"What an international joke - how can it be a fire dragon! Dealing with dragons alone is a legendary act, you must know that even a dragon tamer who is specially trained to deal with fire dragons cannot deal with a fire dragon one-on-one!"

"It's just- you're the dragon we're the raw material for our dragon skin gloves, how could they have made such a ridiculous decision!"

Not to mention the others, even Alan himself was a little surprised - the secrecy measures in these years are a sieve, and the news of the exam has spread throughout the school before it has even started?

The news leaked into such a triwizard tournament that even an ordinary student could guess, so are those principals who cheat in the middle of the night too idle?

"I know this news is a bit ridiculous - but according to my judgment, the probability that the first game will be related to the fire dragon is more than 90%, and it took me a whole morning to verify it!"

He looked at the crowd, and there was irrepressible excitement in his tone: "Since I know that the first game will have to deal with the fear of the unknown, my side is ready - they can't make the first game a wizard duel, right?"

Everyone nodded, and he smiled with satisfaction, and then continued: "Therefore, I think that most of the first game we will have to deal with a magical creature or a group of magical creatures with enough intimidating power - if this creature is not terrifying, then there is no doubt that this game has become a joke, and for the first time in more than a hundred years, I don't think the Ministry of Magic will let this game be so discredited." ”

"Then the problem arises - since they are magical creatures, most of them have to eat, and the more powerful the magical creatures, the more demanding they are about food, right? They either eat amazingly, or they are very picky about food, and considering the original safety of Hogwarts, I think these magical creatures that need to be challenged must not be the original creatures of Hogwarts, but will be transferred from other places, otherwise it will not meet the inference at the beginning. ”

"Whether they're strikingly or picky eaters, it's impossible for them to prepare all the food they come and go when they come - so most likely they'll be replenishing the food inside Hogwarts, whether it's herbivorous or carnivorous, under our watch!"

Someone figured it out in an instant, almost shouting, "I get it - whether it's the kitchen that feeds the whole school or the rare herbs in the school, it's our Hufflepuff place!"

Everyone looked at the man who answered with disdain, for fear that his noise would attract the attention of the other students—and only after making sure that no one had noticed, did they all cast admiring glances at Duke, who had made this inference earlier.

There was no doubt that Duke had previously investigated the kitchen and all of the Dean's greenhouses—neither the former nor the latter was too difficult for a Hufflepuff to get into.

"That's right, I surveyed all the places, and deduced the unknown creatures based on the herbs consumed and the increased variety of meat - like I said before, it was a fire dragon!"

At this point, no one questioned it - not even Allen admired Duke's judgment ability.

However, Duke himself not only did not look proud, but looked at the people around him seriously: "Okay - the above is my investigation, but I can only investigate it here, although I can judge that there are many fire dragons, but it is completely impossible to feed them magic potions or something, therefore, I am here to say it, after all, I am really not very good at it in the magical creature protection class." ”

"I hope you'll think about how to deal with that unknown dragon - Eren is our Hufflepuff warrior!"

"Of course no problem!"

"Agreed!"

"I have a proposal, let's divide our respective tasks briefly, after all, the game is coming, we need to save time!"

"Good idea—why don't we look up the habits of the dragon, some of us go through the records of paying the dragon, and the rest of us look up the more appropriate way, is it a spell, a potion, a magic item, or even the cry of some kind of magical creature?"

"That's great - and we can tell how many people the judges want Allen to do with the dragon, which will be extremely helpful in figuring out the right approach, and I'm sure going through the previous Triwizard Tournament records will make it a lot clearer. ”

"This is great-the fire dragon is just the first step, and I think that even if there is a change in the subsequent competition, it will not be able to get rid of the previous category, and as a contestant over the years, I think the school must have a relevant record!"

"Great, that's it!"

。。。

The discussion inside was so hot that Alan couldn't even interject it.

Actually, he wanted to say - it's just a fire dragon, it's easy to kill, even if he didn't cheat yesterday, there is no danger.

It's a pity that now he definitely doesn't dare to say this to a group of classmates whose enthusiasm has been provoked - after a long time, seeing their atmosphere weaken a little, Alan finally has a chance to cool them down a little.

Although it can't directly hit their enthusiasm, but a little control of the scope is still not a big problem?

With this thought in mind, Alan finally picked up a conversation: "I said, in fact, there is no need for everyone-"

"Alright, don't worry, Alan, you have a good rest these two days, don't worry about these things, we'll give you the best plan to pass the game before Tuesday's game - it's a Hufflepuff honor!"

"That's right, Alan, you have a good rest, just wait for the day of the game to get your spirits up - we'll have your back behind you!"

After facing dozens of shiny teeth and more than a dozen smiling faces, in a bunch of thumbs up that he was relieved to hand over to us, Allen was directly blasted out of the circle of conversation - "Rest well, we believe in you!"

What can he do, he is also desperate!

Last night he was still talking to Harry about the other party's group cheating.,I didn't expect the way of heaven to be reincarnated.,When it came to him.,It's become a real group cheating.。。。

Although help from other students in the Triwizard Tournament was allowed, he was too much - more importantly, how could he be so serious about making a small amount of money in such an easy competition???

However, Alan didn't dare to say this now—he was afraid that he would be kicked out of the break room today after he finished speaking...

——

Monday, a new day.

It was still the Hufflepuff table, and Alan was shivering.

Well, no problem - shivering.

What scared him was a thick stack of parchment in front of him - a few people around him deliberately blocked the view from the other tables to make others think that nothing was happening here.

Several Hufflepuffs with bloodshot eyes said to Allen with excitement;

"Don't worry, Alan—we've read a lot of literature, we've gone through a lot of spell books, and we've stolen some herbs," they said as they handed Eren a pocket.

From the sound and the slight smell inside, Alan knew exactly what was inside—a few potions.

"We studied the competition patterns of previous editions, studied the content of various similar competitions, and then came up with these things according to the records about the fire dragon, plus your strength, Alan, we are stable in this competition!"

Alan roughly flipped through the beginning, and found that his classmates had put forward several conjectures about the pattern of the game alone.

These include, but are not limited to, racing with the dragon through flying machines, time races to block the dragon head-on, time races to avoid the dragon's hunting, games to steal the dragon's treasure, games to provoke the dragon to block the breath...

And these tournaments are not just listed, but also provide several opinions on the various tournament patterns and records of similar tournaments in previous tournaments - there are also several conjectures that have not yet appeared as well as why they are speculated and the likelihood of similar tournaments.

"Alright, put it away, save the attention of the others - you go back and memorize these today, and tomorrow's game will be up to your Allen!"

"Well, although there are some fighting methods that we can't reach, but according to the performance of previous warriors, Alan, you have absolutely no problem doing it, and we have also put those guesses on the ground - it's up to you tomorrow!"

After handing Alan a look of "you're not alone, fighting", they began to gulp down their lunch, and then walked towards the Hufflepuff common room with smiles on their faces—it was almost impossible to tell that they hadn't slept all night.

A group of people went to rest with a smile on their faces, but they left Allen, who was extremely painful and even wanted to cry...

What can he do, he is also desperate - how should this fire dragon fight?

Fortunately, this problem soon ceased to be a problem for him.

Because bigger troubles arose.

While Alan was in a daze, their Dean, Professor Sprout, and the Vice Chancellor, Professor McGonagall, came over together, and more importantly, both their own Dean and Professor McGonagall had obvious anger on their faces at the moment, the kind that was not concealed at all.

They began to search the Hufflepuff table, and found Alan eating listlessly there.

"Alan, come here!"

Professor Sprout, who has always been good-natured, couldn't hide the anger in his tone at the moment, and Alan walked over with a confused look - what is the situation, he hasn't done anything lately?

Wait, Professor McGonagall?

Alan suddenly remembered - there was a Transfiguration class this morning, and he had completely forgotten about it!

Professor, are you for a lesson?

To his surprise, however, Professor McGonagall did not criticize him:

"Alan, do you know what happened in the morning?"

I forgot to go to class in the morning, I know what I...

"What about the other sixth years in your house? they were collectively absent from Transfiguration class in the morning!, and most of the seventh and fifth years were absent from morning class!" Professor McGonagall had an uncontrollable anger on her face...