Chapter 621: The First Match
The next morning, the castle was filled with excitement and tension.
So much so that everyone seems absent-minded during class, looking out the window frequently, or talking in private, no matter how the professors reprimand it, it will not help.
At noon, Dumbledore officially announced in the Great Hall that all afternoon classes had been cancelled, and invited those interested students to watch the Warriors' first game in the Forbidden Forest enclosure after dinner.
"It's amazing!"
As soon as Dumbledore's words fell, the Great Hall erupted in cheers.
After lunch, many students didn't even have time to pack up their things and ran towards the paddock together, so many good places to watch the game up close, if you go late, you will be robbed by others......
As for Ivan and Harry, who are the Warriors, they have already arrived at the arena ahead of schedule under the leadership of Professor McGonagall.
"Alright, this is it, you guys go inside! The rest of the warriors have arrived, and Mr. Bagman is inside, and he will tell you the steps of the game later......"
McGonagall stood at the front of a tent, pointed to the entrance, and spoke to the two of them, then hesitated before reminding.
"Remember, don't panic no matter what you see during the game, only by facing it calmly can you grasp the chance to win!"
Ivan nodded and walked in through the entrance with Harry.
There is a lot of space inside the tent and it looks like a small living room.
Fleur Delacour, the warrior of Beauxbatons, was sitting on a low wooden stool, her face was very pale, cold sweat was breaking out on her forehead, her wand was held in her right hand, and the corner of her wizard's robe was clenched tightly with the other.
Victor Krum wasn't much better, his brows locked together, looking even more gloomy than ever.
"Ivan, Potter, you're just in time!" Seeing the two come in, Bagman greeted him as soon as possible, showing great enthusiasm and deliberately giving Ivan a look.
Ivan immediately realized that what he had ordered yesterday had already been done!
Sure enough, after briefly reminding him of a few precautions, Bagman took a large purple silk bag from the table and said to a few people.
"What you need to do in your first game is to capture a golden egg under the protection of the fire dragon, and now there are four fire dragons in the training ground, and I have put their models in this bag, and you need to pick out your opponent by hand......
Hearing this, Krum and Fleur's faces remained unchanged, obviously they had known about the fire dragon for a long time, but from the pursed mouths of the two of them and the faces without a trace of blood, it could be seen that their hearts were far from the calm that appeared on the surface.
Harry was no exception, his hand holding his wand trembled, although he had made sufficient preparations in advance, he still couldn't help but be a little scared when he really had to face the fire dragon.
"Ladies first! It's up to you, Ms. Delacour! The smile on Bagman's face contrasted sharply with the nervous expressions of Harry and the others, and he reached out to untie the sack and handed it to Fleur.
Fleur took a deep breath and looked at the opening of the cloth bag, which was dark and seemed to be blocked out by something.
This discovery made Fleur put out the idea of choosing, and she trembled and reached into the cloth bag with her left hand, and after fumbling for a few seconds, she pulled out a palm-sized, lifelike model of a fire dragon. It looks like a silver-blue Swedish short-nosed dragon with a sign tied around its neck that reads No. 1.
Fleur's face became very ugly, which meant that she had to be the first to play, and she couldn't analyze the specific strength of the fire dragon from the performance of the other players.
Then, Bagman smiled and handed the bag to Krum, who pulled out a bright red Chinese fireball with the number three written on it.
Harry was very unlucky, and like the original plane, he chose the most tyrannical of the four dragons, the Hungarian tree bee, and he was number two.
In the end, Ivan pretended to be dignified and took out the only sculpture in the bag, the Norwegian Ridgeback Dragon, Noble!
"Looks like you're out of luck, Mr. Hals! This dragon is the smartest and most difficult of all fire dragons to deal with, and it is not easy to get the dragon egg from under it! Bagman said with emotion.
Fleur and Krum on the side looked at Ivan with a little sympathy, but it was also essential to secretly gloat in their hearts, and the difficulties that competitors need to face are of course the higher the better!
Harry looked at Ivan with a look of concern.
Unlike the warriors with different looks, Ivan's expression was very calm, and he quickly replied. "Mr. Bagman, the joy of life is in the challenge, isn't it? Truth be told, I'm glad I was able to pick one of the toughest dragons to deal with! ”
"Good! This is the attitude of a warrior! I look forward to seeing what you do......" Bagman clapped and boasted loudly.
Harry, Fleur, and Krum were ashamed, for their cowardice and the careful thinking that popped up from time to time were not worthy of the title of warriors compared to Ivan's frank face of challenges.
Bagman routinely boasted, and after building momentum for Ivan, he looked at the time and quickly turned to business. "Now you have a little time to calm down, and when the game officially starts, you'll be playing in the order you have chosen, understand?"
The four people in the tent nodded together, and Bagman turned around and left with confidence, in addition to the referee, he also served as the game commentator, and he had to prepare in advance.
After Bagman left, there were only four people left in the tent, and Ivan sat patiently in his place while Harry restlessly circled around a table, muttering words about the Eye Curse and the Flying Charm.
Slowly, the voices of the outside world became louder and louder, and Ivan guessed that the audience should have arrived.
Suddenly, a shrill whistle came in, breaking the congealed atmosphere in the tent, and Fleur got up from her seat with a shudder, gave a forced smile to the group, and walked towards the exit.
The first game has begun!
Ivan didn't follow the rules and stay in the tent to wait, but carefully lifted the curtain of the exit and watched Fleur's performance from a distance.
Under the gaze of everyone, Fleur stepped into the fire dragon's enclosure step by step, and the Swedish short-nosed dragon in the center snorted restlessly, and sparks flew in all directions......
Farther away, more than a dozen professional dragon trainers are waiting around every corner, ready to deal with those unexpected situations.