Taking advantage of the time before the competition, Ryan took the opportunity to ask Professor McGonagall about the transformation he had encountered while studying himself with the Nymph's magic book. After confirming that Ryan's Transfiguration level was up to the required level through some tests, Professor McGonagall gave Ryan the Human Transfiguration Technique, which was supposed to be taught in the Transfiguration Improvement Class. She even added a lot of her own valuable experience when teaching Ryan.

"I sincerely hope you can win this fight, Ryan. Professor McGonagall said as she was almost ready to leave.

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall, I'm ready this time, I'm sure I'll win. Ryan bowed to Professor McGonagall and left the room.

In addition to Professor McGonagall, both Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout provided some assistance to Lane. It seems that most of the professors in the school are willing to provide some convenience to the warriors of the school.

On Monday night, Ryan went to bed early, after all, it was important to get in shape before facing the fight.

Race day was fast approaching, although Ryan was very eager to complain about the fact that he would have to attend classes normally in the morning of the afternoon game. Luckily, the morning was just a history of magic lesson, which gave Ryan enough time to rehearse the content of the afternoon's game.

With Quidditch cancelled this year, the students at Hogwarts poured their passion into the Triwizard Tournament. Even though the school still has classes in the morning, it has not dampened everyone's enthusiasm in the slightest.

By noon, all the students knew about the afternoon game, and after lunch, the auditorium was soon filled with the noise of the students. Of course, the commotion had nothing to do with Ryan - Professor McGonagall had just finished eating and told Ryan to go to the arena early.

Ryan stood up to prepare when he suddenly heard the sound of a stool pulling open from behind, and then Hermione called out to him from behind, "Ryan—"

"What-" Ryan hugged Hermione as soon as she turned around, and then she leaned in and said, "Good luck, you're going to make it." ”

"No problem. Ryan patted Hermione on the back lightly. Several of the students around who saw this scene let out exclamations. Ryan even heard Ginny next to him whispering, "It's terrible, why didn't I think of it..."

After saying goodbye to Hermione, Ryan and Harry walked around the edge of the Forbidden Forest towards where the dragon was. The bush where the field could have been seen had now been erected to block the dragons, and the entrance to the tent was facing them.

Professor McGonagall seemed a little anxious along the way, and when she reached the door, she began to tell Ryan and the two of them.

"Keep a cool head...... We have some wizards on hand so that if things don't go well, they will come forward to control the situation...... The most important thing is to make the most of your abilities, Harry, and all stay safe. If you feel that you can't solve it, you can call for help directly, at this time life is much more important than glory. Ryan, I know you're well prepared this time. But you must try to be careful after playing, and don't be careless. ”

"No problem. The two said in unison. Looking at the solemn and flat facial expressions of the two men, Professor McGonagall looked a little more relaxed and nodded for them to enter.

The plot changed slightly, and Ryan and Harry walked into the tent to find it empty, and it seemed that they were the first to arrive. After finding a stool to sit on, he turned his head and asked Harry next to him, "Are you ready?"

"No problem. Harry's answer sounded nervous, but he could hear the confidence in it. "Sirius and Ginny have come up with a couple of good ideas, and Ginny and I have been perfecting them in the past two days. ”

"That's good, come on!" Ryan said with a fist of encouragement, and Harry smiled when he saw it. Their conversation was interrupted by footsteps at the door, and as soon as the curtain opened, Krum and another Durmstrang warrior entered, and then found a stool to sit down.

As time went on, the warriors and crews arrived. Ryan saw that most of the warriors were a little pale, and it seemed that they already knew what they were up against, and it was clear that the dragon was a threat to everyone.

After looking around the tent for a week, Ryan realized that he was the most face-sucking of the warriors. It can only be said that everyone's psychological resilience is different, and their performance in the face of pressure is also different.

Of course, Ryan knew at this time that these people in front of him were enough to be called warriors, after all, none of them escaped. And being able to be so calm is just taking advantage of more actual combat experience. At least in Ryan's eyes, the dragon's lethality was not as strong as last year's blood god.

And all of you who can sit here are warriors, and those few whose lips tremble may not be because of fear. Maybe it's because there's going to be a big battle right now. Just like Ryan has seen in several other worlds, he is very excited before each battle.

Eventually, the tent door opened, and Barty entered, dressed in an old Hornets jersey. It's clear that he wants to bring back memories of his past glory and not focus on his middle-aged man's belly.

"There's no need to be nervous. Relax, just like you are at home!" he tried to soothe the atmosphere in the tent as he looked at everyone's faces.

"—Could it be that the wizards have fire dragons in their homes?" A strange thought popped into Ryan's mind after hearing this.

"Alright, I'm glad you're all here, and I hope I'm not too late—it's time to give you a briefing!" said Bagman gleefully, "and when the audience is gathered, I'm going to take turns handing this bag to each of you." ”

He held up a purple silk sack and shook it at all the warriors—"Pick out from it the little model of the thing you're going to be up against! I have one more thing to tell you, well, your mission is to pick up the golden eggs!"

The preamble of what he said did not match the afterword, and the warriors sitting here now all knew what he was talking about - crossing the fire dragon and obtaining the golden egg. However, people can't say that they understand this, because theoretically they shouldn't know, and the scene is slightly awkward.

As they spoke, footsteps and conversations could be heard outside the tent — and it was clear that the audience had begun to gather.

Hearing the noise outside getting louder, Bagman pulled out a pocket watch and looked at it before untying the purple cloth bag.

"Come on, ladies first. He said as he handed the bag to Fleur?? Delacour in front of him.

She reached into the sack with a trembling hand and pulled out a small, delicate model of a dragon—a Welsh green dragon with a number tied around its neck: One.

Then there is another champion of Beauxbatons, who is as pale as Fleur, and when she pulls it out, the crowd discovers that she has a Chinese fireball to deal with, but it is number three.

It seems that this game is indeed a women's priority.

The next draw was Krum, who drew the number four draw: a Welsh green dragon like Fleur. His companion then drew the number five Romanian long-horned dragon.

Harry swallowed and spat at the mouth and stiffened his hand into his pocket, his face turning pale as he took it out and spread it out - Two, the Swedish short-nosed dragon.

Well, Ryan now knows his opponent, the number six Hungarian Tree Wasp.