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Through the bottom passage of the high platform, Qiming and Harry entered the preparation area of the first project, which was enclosed in the center by the high platform. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A large tent was placed at the edge of the field, and even from the outside, the tent was so large that no one could see through the tent, thus isolating the preparation area from the real playing field.

The two walked into the tent, where Fleur and Krum were already inside, along with Ludo Bagman.

Krum looked composed, but his face was darker than usual. In contrast, Fleur was much worse, this beautiful girl had completely lost her usual calm appearance at this time, her face was as white as paper, and she looked restless.

"Ahh

Bagman said happily and beckoned to the two.

"Come here, come here!"

Qiming stepped over, and behind him, Harry took a deep breath, barely keeping his body from trembling, and walked along.

In his heart, Harry admired Qiming very much, he didn't know if Qiming was pretending to be calm or not worried at all, among all the four warriors, only Qiming behaved relatively normally.

"Relax, Harry, don't worry, it's like you're at home!"

Bagman said pleasantly.

Harry gave him a smile that looked like it was crying more than laughing.

"Alright, now that you're all here, it's time to brief you guys!"

Bagman said with great interest,

"In a moment, when the audience gathers, I will take turns handing this cloth bag to each of you,"

Ludo Bagman held up a purple silk bag and shook it at the enlightened people.

"Pick out the one you're going to face...... Well, the little mock-up of that thing! they have different ...... Well...... Class. Oh, yes!"

Even now, Bagman hadn't really revealed what they were about to face, and it seemed that the Ministry of Magic was trying to keep it a secret.

Immediately afterward, Bagman seemed to remember something, and patted his head and said,

"I have one more thing to tell you...... Your mission is to pick up golden eggs!"

Including Qiming, the four nodded in no particular order, except for Qiming, the other three looked very nervous, among them Harry was very nervous.

"Just relax and play normally. ”

Qiming patted him on the shoulder, winked at him and said.

Harry grinned at Kaiming, he understood what Kaiming meant by "normal play", and just last night, he had finally mastered the legendary Flying Charm - ten times in a row, he had successfully summoned a thick dictionary to his hand.

But the firebolt was much larger and farther away from the dictionary, and there was no reason why he shouldn't worry.

He was left to worry for not long, and in the blink of an eye, he heard the sound of dense footsteps entering the tent from outside, along with the sound of excited conversation and laughter—the audience had arrived, as Bagman said.

"Ladies first, Miss Delacour!"

Bagman said, handing the bag to Fleur.

Then, with a trembling hand, Fleur pulled out a lifelike green dragon from within.

"Welsh Green Dragon!"

Bagman said with a glance, then handed the bag to Krum.

"Chinese Fireball Dragon!"

Bagman said, looking at the model Krum pulled out.

Qiming deliberately glanced at the dragon's appearance and couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

The appearance of the Chinese Fireball Dragon is no different from other fire dragons - a pair of dragon wings, a fiery red body, sharp claws, but the nose is slightly short, which looks like the nose of a lion.

However, it has nothing to do with the Chinese Shenlong in Qiming's memory.

"Lao Ying said that he is the only dragon left in the entire multiverse, and it seems that eighty percent of them may be true......"

Keimin muttered in Chinese in a low voice, and no one noticed his words, and everyone, including Ludo Bagman, was nervous about the upcoming first project.

Then it was Qiming's turn, and Bagman handed the bag to him, and Qiming reached in and grabbed it.

"Ouch?"

He looked at the little dragon in his hand with some surprise - earthy yellow, barbed all over his body, and even if he stayed in his hand, he was very restless, and even opened his mouth to bite his finger.

Qiming didn't expect that he had drawn the fiercest one, the Hungarian Tree Hornet Dragon, which Harry should have drawn.

"Alright, you've got it!"

When Harry pulled the last Swedish short-nosed dragon out of the bag, Bagman spoke:

"You've all drawn the dragons you're going to face, and the numbers around their necks are the order in which you're going to fight the dragons, understand?"

The four of them immediately looked down at the model in their hands,

"The order has also changed. ”

Qiming looked at the numbers in the hands of the four of them and said secretly.

He was the last, and the Welsh green dragon in Fleur's hand had a "1" on its neck, meaning that she would be the first to play in a moment, Krum was the second, and Harry was the third.

Seeing that the four had clarified the order of appearance, Bagman continued:

"Alright, I'm going to leave you for a moment, because I'm going to give an explanation to the audience. Miss Delacour, you're the first, and in a moment you hear the whistle and come out of the tent, and the exit is over there, and it leads to the arena, you know......?

Bagman hesitated for a moment, but finally said:

Harry...... Can I say a few words to you alone? Come outside?"

"The ......"

Harry immediately looked at Qiming in distress, but Qiming didn't speak, just patted him on the shoulder and gave him a reassuring look.

Seeing this, Harry had no choice but to stand up and go outside the tent with Bagman.

I don't know what the two said, and Qiming didn't have a deep impression of these inconsequential plots, but even if you think about it with your ass, you know that Bagman must be trying to open the back door for Harry.

After the two left, the tent suddenly became quiet, and Fleur kept looking up to the exit of the tent, waiting nervously, just waiting for the whistle to blow and rush out.

Krum sat there with his hands folded and his face gloomy, occasionally casting a glance at Qiming's side.

Qiming seemed to be completely unconscious, lowered his head, and teased the model of the Hungarian Tree Hornet Dragon with his fingers - the little dragon was very aggressive, and had opened his mouth several times to bite his fingers, but Qiming avoided them.

It wasn't long before a whistle blew, and Fleur reflexively stood up and walked towards the exit of the tent in a panic, trembling all over.

Immediately afterward, there was an earth-shattering cheer outside the tent, and the competition for the first event of the Triwizard Tournament officially began.