On the night he went to see the dragon with Hagrid, Harry waited late in the Gryffindor common room. However, he did not give up until the eastern sky was clouded and Sirius did not appear.

It seems that he still missed the appointment with Sirius after all.

In fact, just minutes before he hurried to the break room, Sirius Black's face had just disappeared from the fireplace. And just a few minutes made him have to wait for nearly a whole night.

And it was Maka who caused all this!

If it weren't for Maka running to serve as Hagrid's image consultant, Harry might have been back in more than ten minutes in the morning, and that would have been just right.

It is worth mentioning that Harry did not wait for Sirius Black, but instead waited for Ron.

Dressed in a maroon cartouche pajamas, he walked into the common room, stopping abruptly in front of Harry and looking around.

"Why are you staying here so late when you don't sleep?" Ron said with a straight face.

"What does this have to do with you?" Harry had been waiting impatiently, and he yelled, "What are you doing here?" ”

"I'm just worried, I don't know about you," Ron interrupted, shrugging his shoulders, "nothing. I went back to sleep. ”

"You just want to sneak around, don't you?" Harry shouted.

"I'm sorry," Ron said, his face flushed with anger, "I should understand that you don't want to be disturbed. Okay, I'll get out of the way, and you can continue to rehearse your next interview in peace! The savior of the world, the warrior of Hogwarts! ”

Harry grabbed a badge with the words "Potter Stinks" from his desk and threw it across the room. The badge hit Ron in the forehead and bounced off.

"Here you go," said Harry, "give you Tuesday pinned to your chest!" If you're lucky, you can have a scar too...... That's what you want, isn't it? ”

The badge was made by Malfoy who he didn't know who to order, and if he pressed it, it would change to "Cedric Diggory is a Warrior", and in the evening, several students who supported Harry were trying to change it into a sentence in support of Harry.

Obviously, though, that didn't seem to have worked.

At this time, Ron was covering his forehead and looking at him in silence.

Truth be told, Harry even wished Ron punched him hard. Ron, however, just stood there for a moment in his skinny pajamas, then turned around and went back to his bedroom without saying a word.

"Coward!" Harry muttered angrily.

After that, Harry waited in the break room until dawn. But it turned out that he was just wasting his time.

After thinking about it for a while, he blamed Ron for the incident, maybe Sirius didn't show up because Ron suddenly ran out and scared Sirius away.

In fact, he also understands that even if it is really because of Ron, Ron will not know that he has accidentally messed up something. He understood that Ron didn't mean to, but he didn't care about anything at this moment, and he felt that everything about Ron was so annoying, from head to toe, including the few bare inches of his feet and neck under his pajama pants.

……

Because Harry missed the meeting with Sirius, he didn't get a solution from his godfather on how to deal with the dragon.

All day on Sunday, Harry and Hermione spent their spare time in the library. They pulled out every book they could find about dragons, and like a needle in a haystack, they began to search through a stack of books.

But no valuable information was found.

But in the afternoon, Harry met Moody in a corridor by a very "coincidence".

"Well, Professor, I'm going to a herbal medicine class"

"Leave that alone, Potter. Please...... Who's there! Moody seemed to hear something, and he suddenly looked left and right, but found nothing.

In order not to miss the slightest possibility, Moody even poked out of the window hole in the hallway and looked out several times.

Harry looked at Moody with a puzzled expression, not knowing what to do.

"Did he run away...... Please come with me, Potter. ”

Harry followed him, unsure of what was going to happen next. The weird guy looked very sharp, what would Moody do if he asked him how he found the dragon?

But neither of them could notice that just outside the corridor, a hummingbird was perched on the brick edge above the castle wall and window openings, closely monitoring what was happening.

As Harry followed Moody to his office, the hummingbird tilted its little head, then flapped its wings and flew away.

It wasn't long before a figure appeared somewhere among the trees in the vestibule.

"This guy is really tough to deal with...... "Maca muttered as she emerged from the bushes, "I wanted to lure him away, but who knew that he almost found out." ”

As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced back in the direction of the castle's headmaster's office.

"But the good thing is that he won't do anything harmful to Harry." "Now we can only hope that the plan will not be affected." ”

When Harry came out of the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office, he sped into the greenhouse.

As he walked past Professor Sprout, he hurriedly apologized to her, then lowered his voice to Hermione, "Hermione needs to help each other!" ”

"Haven't we been doing this all the time?" Hermione replied quietly.

She was trimming the fluttering bushes, her eyes wide open on the quivering bushes, full of anxiety. Because it's not just Harry, she's going to have to face that dangerous game too!

But until now, she didn't have any self-confidence, after all, the enemy was a full eight fire dragons! Even if it is evenly distributed on the head of every warrior, there are two!

"Hermione, we must master the Flying Charm by tomorrow afternoon."

Tomorrow is the day the Warriors face the first event of the Triwizard Tournament.

Except for Maka, every warrior was nervous, but he was the only one who didn't take it seriously at all, and was still messing with his affairs.

For him, the Triwizard Tournament was just part of the plan, and he didn't need or be able to win the eventual victory. All he has to do is to maintain this game steadily until the final stage, and nothing else is the point.

At noon the next day, Professor Orson summoned him to the clearing where the dragon had been the night before.

At this moment, this clearing is no longer an empty space.

On the left-hand side, a large fuchsia tent is erected on the edge of the clearing, and a sign can be seen at the door of the tent that reads "Warrior Resting Place".

On the other side, it's on top of the original clearing. A tall stone wall has been erected. The wall stretched far to the left and right, and there seemed to be a corner at the end.

In the middle of the wall, he also saw a tent, behind which might be the entrance.

"That's Hermione Granger's entrance, yours on the other side." As he walked, Professor Orson said to Maca, "Later, before the game begins, each warrior will go to their tent alone and wait for the start call to sound...... The specific rules will be announced by Ludo Bagman in a moment. ”

Maca followed Professor Orson along the fence for a few moments, and then he realized that it was actually a square rock wall!

"To get a venue of this magnitude so quickly, Dumbledore must have done it himself." Maca guessed to herself.

After Maca saw Durmstrang's entrance, he followed Orson back to the rest area next to the field. At this time, Beauxbatons' warrior, Fleur Delacul, had already arrived first.

When Maca walked into the tent, Fleur was sitting on a low wooden stool in the corner. She was not at all as calm and composed, and her face was very pale and sickly.

As for Mr. Bagman, he was still in good spirits, and greeted Maka warmly when he saw him come in.

A moment later, Professor McGonagall's voice could be heard faintly outside the tent, and her voice seemed to tremble.

“…… Wait for your turn, Potter, Granger. Mr. Bagman was also in it...... He'll tell you the steps...... Good luck. ”

"Thank you." Ha said in a monotonous, fluttering voice.

Maca didn't hear Hermione's voice.

Sure enough, the next moment, he saw a face that was even paler than Fleur. Hermione looked in terrible shape, and she didn't know if she would be able to hold it for a while.

"Did you bring it all?" Seeing Hermione's appearance, Maca had to lean in and ask softly.

"Oh what? Well...... Yes, with it, with all three bottles. Hermione was a little nervous.

"Harry! That's great! Bagman turned his head to look at him and said pleasantly, "And Miss Granger...... Come in, come in, relax, just like you are in your own home! ”

Bagman stood in the middle of the pale-faced warriors, like a big cartoon figure. He put on the old Hornets jersey again.

"Alright, now that everyone is here, it's time to brief you on!" Bagman said happily, "When the audience is seated, I will take turns handing this bag to each of you......"

As he spoke, he held up a purple silk bag and shook it at them.

"You'll have to pick out the box you're looking for and the area where it's located," he said, gesturing to an ornate gold-encrusted wooden box on the table next to him, "Of course, don't bother with this box, it's just an empty box." And the box you are looking for contains good things! ”

Bagman looked around for another week and finally said, "The competition is going on at the same time, it's a multi-person race. Remember, if someone is found to be in danger, the rescue team will come to your aid, but that will also mean that you will get the lowest score! ”