Pansy, who was in the stands, could only hold back her anxiety now, for Malfoy's mother, Narcissa, now looked as if she was going to pass out at any moment, and her face was extremely pale.

But she held on, grabbing Lucius by the collar and begging, "Go and save Draco, please." ”

"Trust me. Pansy's mind flashed back to Malfoy's confident face, and she clutched the armrest of her seat, but she still did her best to trust him, "Aunt Narcissa, please trust him." Pansy said in a faint breath, but the pale words didn't seem convincing.

"Where's Dumbledore!" Lucius lost his usual demeanor, and abruptly rose from his seat, began to scream hysterically, and then hurried over the steps to reach the arena.

Hermione stared blankly at the scene in front of her, she couldn't imagine that her dream had actually come true, her head was numb, she only felt that the tip of her tongue was salty, it turned out that her teeth bit her lips at this time, oozing a faint bloodshot.

However, just when everyone thought that Malfoy was doomed, a sudden change occurred.

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on! It's a miracle!" Bagman's words were like a shot in the arm that was injected into the hearts of the audience.

Because after the dragon regained his freedom, he only looked back deeply at the warrior who had provoked him and subdued him, and then he flapped his wings and flew out of the field, rolling up gusts of wind, and blowing many spectators in the stands.

Then, as if nothing had happened, Malfoy walked straight over, picked up the golden egg, and held it high.

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on? Mr. Malfoy just accomplished his mission? The dragon just left!No, no, dragon tamer, keep order, the dragon might start attacking the audience!" Bagman continued to scream.

The audience in the auditorium began to riot, and one by one they rose from their seats, struggling to escape backwards in order to get out of the dragon's range.

Just then, Dumbledore from the referee's bench stood up.

"Stop. He said calmly, and then gently raised the wand in his hand and lifted it upward, and then the two thick stone pillars on both sides of the field that played a supporting role suddenly began to change at this time, and the extremely hard rock immediately became flexible, began to grow, twist, and extend... A pair of giant rock-like hands, at this time, soared into the sky, quickly skimmed over the heads of the crowd, bringing two narrow black shadows, and at the same time precisely grasped the powerful wings of the Swedish short-nosed dragon that was about to mess around, like an adult easily lifting a mischievous child, and its legs were tightly hooked by the special lassoes of several dragon trainers who were belated.

It has now completely lost the ability to struggle, and in mid-air, only one head can move, shaking desperately and weakly.

At this time, the faces of the two headmasters sitting next to Dumbledore were not very good-looking, powerful magic and precise control, Dumbledore's strength was enough to shock people just by revealing this hand,

"Thank you for your help!Professor Dumbledore. At that moment, a strong man with dark skin and freckles on his face flew over on a broomstick and saluted Dumbledore.

"It's a gesture. Dumbledore nodded, then sat back in his seat.

"Guys, it's work!" the man beckoned to a few dragon trainers riding broomsticks behind.

If Ron had noticed the heavens at this time, he might have discovered that the person who was dealing with the dragon was his brother, Charlie Weasley.

Six or seven sleepy spells shot out from the tip of the dragon tamer's wand, and the Swedish short-nosed dragon was completely subdued by the superiority in numbers.

The dust has settled.

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The first Warrior's game was over, and Malfoy walked over the gravel field toward the exit.

From afar, he saw his parents, McGonagall, Snape, and Moody, waiting for him.

"Are you alright, Draco?" As soon as Malfoy returned to the entrance, Narcissa immediately followed, grabbed Malfoy's shoulder and asked with concern, seeing that her son was safe and sound in the arena, her strength regained.

"I'm fine, Mom, that stupid big guy didn't even touch the corner of my clothes. Malfoy, in order to comfort his mother, could only slander the dragon as much as possible.

Although he said this, he seemed to be belittling himself, after all, the strength of the opponent can also reflect his own strength to some extent.

"That's good. Narcissa patted her chest and said with a palpitation, God knows how worried she was on stage just now.

"Well done, worthy of my son," Lucius said approvingly, and in a short period of time, he had also calmed down, and now all that was left was pride.

"Superb Transfiguration!" even the normally serious Professor McGonagall gave her admiring look, "But what happened after that?" she was a little curious, as the dragon seemed to have gone completely mad after that.

"I guess it's a little hard to accept when it learns the truth. Malfoy explained vaguely.

"If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Malfoy must have used the long-lost dragon language. Dumbledore dragged his wide robes and came to Malfoy's side, followed by Lady Maxim and Karkaroff, and it could be seen that neither of them had very good faces.

"Am I right, this warrior?" said Dumbledore with a smile as he reasoned, his blue eyes flickering with a symbol of wisdom.

At this time, Karkaroff suddenly asked maliciously, "Even so, what would make a fire dragon give up his eggs?"

"The premise is that it is really her egg, Mr. Bagman has just said, this golden egg hides important information for the next level, I can't believe that this egg is real, and the reproduction ability of the fire dragon is low, and it is impossible for us to use the real dragon egg to compete at will, so I had a small exchange with the Swedish short-nosed dragon just now......."

"By the way, its tail touched the golden egg just now, just to verify what I said again, the female dragon is quite sensitive to her own eggs, so the reason why she wanted to leave the venue just now couldn't be more obvious. Malfoy spoke eloquently.

"Clever, this is a test of the courage of a warrior!" Karkaroff began to curse at this time.