"Disillusionment is invisible."

Maca drew her wand and waved it, and it faded into Harry's sight, blending in with her surroundings and disappearing in front of him.

"Hmm......" Harry blinked, and was about to ask what kind of spell it was, but suddenly he said as if remembering something, "Hagrid, listen to me, I can't stay long...... I must rush back to the castle at one o'clock—"

But Hagrid didn't listen, he opened the door to the hut and strode into the darkness. Harry hurried along, and to his great astonishment, Hagrid was leading him toward Beauxbatons' carriage.

"Hagrid, how are you—"

"Shh Hagrid said, then knocked three times on the door with the two crossed golden wands.

Madame Maxim opened the door. She had a silk shawl around her broad shoulders. When she saw Hagrid, she couldn't hide the look of surprise on her face, and her eyes were a little misty under the effect of Maca's special "perfume".

"Oh-you're- Mr. Hagrid?"

"Good evening." Hagrid looked at her with a smile as he reached out a hand to help her down the golden steps.

Madame Maxim turned back and closed the door of the carriage, Hagrid gave her her arm, and together they walked around the edge of the makeshift paddock, where Madame Maxim's winged horses were kept.

Confused, Harry looked left and right, but could find Maca anywhere. In desperation, he had to trot blankly to keep up with them.

Could it be that Hagrid is showing him Madame Maxime? He could see her at any time...... She's so big that it's hard to ignore her......

"Hagrid, where are you taking me?" Madame Maxim said in a joking tone.

"Oh-roar, I'm going to take you to see a baby! Trust me, you'll love it," Hagrid subconsciously rubbed his hands together and said softly, "They're big, strong, and so charming!" But—don't tell anyone that I took you to see it, okay? You shouldn't know. ”

"Yes...... "Madame Maxim's long, dark eyelashes fanned, and she looked at Hagrid, "of course...... Of course not. ”

She nodded thoughtfully, then asked curiously, "Hagrid, what perfume are you wearing?" That smells intoxicating...... Let me guess, is it a new addition to the Italian Paulo Wizard series? ”

When Hagrid heard this, he immediately came to his senses. Just now, Maca taught him a lot of useful things, and among them were these.

Despite the fact that Madame Maxime was tall and unusual, she was a very typical French woman. He also has an extraordinary obsession with clothing, perfumes and cosmetics.

If you want to gain her favor, it is naturally a convenient and effective choice to do what she likes.

"Oh—actually, you can come up with a beautiful name for it," Hagrid said gracefully, ruffling the ends of his hair that had become unusually smooth, "because it was personally prepared by my personal image consultant, and there is no official name yet!" ”

His movements looked a little stiff, after all, he didn't usually do them.

"This ...... Can it really be? Madame Maxim exclaimed, "It's wonderful to have a personal and exclusive perfume brand...... I've got to think about it......"

Hagrid walked freely in the moonlight with Madame Maxime, and the beauty was so beautiful that he almost forgot about Harry behind him.

They were still walking, their two long legs were so big that Harry had to trot after him, looking at his watch from time to time, feeling more and more agitated.

Hagrid had a sloppy plan in mind, and it would probably cause him to miss his meeting with Sirius. If they weren't able to reach their destination soon, he was ready to turn around and head straight back to the castle.

Gradually, they had come a long way around the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and the castle and lake were out of sight.

But just then, Harry heard something. A few men shouted loudly ahead, followed by a deafening roar......

Hagrid led Madame Maxime around a grove of trees and stopped.

Harry hurried over and stood with them. In that brief moment, he thought he had seen a few bonfires, and men jumping around them!

But then, his mouth opened wide in surprise.

That's the fire dragon! Lots of fire dragons!

Harry counted eight fierce adult dragons in a thick-plank enclosure of the field, standing on their hind legs, roaring and snorting.

Clusters of flames erupted from their open, fanged mouths into the dark night sky, their necks held high, their mouths nearly fifty feet above the ground.

There are at least sixty wizards on the grounds, and every seven or eight are responsible for dealing with a fire dragon.

They tugged at the chains, desperately trying to subdue the eight dragons, which were connected by a large thick leather belt that tied the dragon's legs to the dragon's neck. Beside Harry, who had been stunned by the sight, Maca, who was also invisible, was looking at them calmly.

"Dumbledore is a little out of the way this time - eight fire dragons, this one will not be small." "Next, let's see what Voldemort will do." ”

In the middle of the field, the wizards pulled the chains in their hands tightly with all their might.

"Stay there, Hagrid!" A wizard near the fence shouted, clutching the chain in his hand, "They breathe fire twenty feet away, you know!" I saw this treebee spraying forty feet! ”

"It's beautiful!" Hagrid said softly.

"It's useless to pull like this, it's moving too much!" Another wizard shouted, "Say the Unconscious Spell, count to three, and say it together!" ”

So, each dragon trainer drew his wand.

"Faint!" They shouted in unison, and the Dema Curse shot like rockets into the dark night sky, bursting out of sparks that rained like showers on the thick scaly skin of the eight dragons.

Suddenly, the dragons staggered to their feet on their hind legs, their mouths wide open and a silent roar. The flame in his nostrils suddenly extinguished, but there was still green smoke.

Then, very slowly, they fell one after the other.

The fire dragon's sudden fall to the ground shook the trees behind him, and it was conceivable that these big guys must have weighed several tons.

The dragon tamer lowered his wand and walked towards the fallen dragons, each of which resembled a hill. They hurriedly fastened their chains, fastened them firmly to the iron pillars, and nailed them deep into the ground with their wands.

"Want to take a closer look?" Hagrid could no longer maintain his gentlemanly demeanor, and now he asked Madame Maxim with an excited face.

The two of them walked towards the fence together, and Maca and Harry followed. The wizard who had warned Hagrid to stay away from approaching turned around, and they immediately recognized it as one of Ron's brothers, Charlie Weasley.

"How's it going, Hagrid?" He gasped and walked over, but was immediately startled by Hagrid's current appearance, "Oh, Merlin's jaw...... What kind of dress are you? ”

"What kind of species do you have here, Charlie?" Hagrid didn't bother to answer the question, he stared at the black dragon closest to him, a look of almost adoration in his eyes.

The black dragon's eyes were still slightly open, and a thin yellow light could even be seen shining under its crumpled black eyelids.

"It's a Hungarian tree bee," Charlie explains, "in fact, there are two common Welsh green dragons, two Swedish short-nosed dragons, a Chinese fireball, two Hungarian tree bees, and a Ukrainian iron belly." ”

Charlie looked around, and Madame Maxim was strolling along the field, carefully watching the eight stunned dragons.

"I didn't expect you to bring her with you, Hagrid," Charlie said, frowning, "Warriors shouldn't know what they're up against—she's sure she's going to tell her students, isn't she?" ”

"I just think she'd love to come and see her." Hagrid shrugged his shoulders, his eyes still staring at the dragon in fascination.

"What a romantic date, Hagrid." Charlie said, shaking his head helplessly.

"Eight ......of them," Hagrid said, "and two for each warrior?" Do you want them to fight the dragon? ”

"Actually, we don't know," Charlie shook his head, "but it shouldn't be too dangerous for the warrior to fight with the two dragons...... Moreover, it is absolutely impossible to win. ”

He thought for a moment, then asked, "How is Harry?" ”

"It's fine." Hagrid still stared intently at the dragons, answering dreamily.

"I really hope he's safe and sound after facing this danger." Charlie looked at the field where the dragon was kept, and said preoccupiedly, "I don't dare tell my mother what Harry is going to do in the first project. Mom was already flustered about him......"

Charlie mimicked his mother's anxious voice, "How could they let him in that tournament, he's so young!" I thought they were all right, I thought there would be an age limit! ”

"I remember when the Daily Prophet article about Harry came out, my mom was excited and said, 'Oh, little Harry has a little girlfriend too, that's really touching.'"

But Hagrid only snorted in response, his attention being sucked away by the dragons.

Harry felt he couldn't stay any longer.

He believed that Hagrid's heart had been filled with the enchanting Eight Fire Dragons and Madame Maxime, and that he would not think about himself anymore. So he quietly turned around and began to return to the castle.

On the other end, Maca was crouching next to the head of a Chinese fireball. He stared at its lion-like face in a daze, wondering what he was thinking.