Hogwarts had long circled a space in the open space outside the castle, and although most of the students, except for a few students, didn't know what it was for, so on the day of the first event of the Triwizard Tournament, people got a glimpse of what it was all about.

"Wow-"

Cheers, shouts, and noises squeeze around your ears, and every note can't wait to rush in from the cochlea, vibrating your eardrums and transmitting them to the brain through the nerves, making people feel the excitement immediately.

The students screamed, accompanied by Bagman's occasional exclamations:

"Very bold move!"

"Oh my God—be careful, that's a dragon!"

Mr. Director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports, he also works as a commentator, of course, this game needs one person to stir up the atmosphere, and the other three principals on the referee's bench are obviously not suitable, so Mr. Bagman can only be used.

He wore an old Hornets jersey, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he had played professional Quidditch.

"I'm still a player for the Bulgarian national team."

Of course, Ning An was talking to himself, not 'he' himself, but the person 'he' was pretending, Wickdor? Krum.

The warriors more or less learned what the first project was through their own methods, and Ning An did not specifically contact Pani, so he now does not know the true identity of 'Krum', and he does not know whether Harry told "Cedric" the news for the sake of fairness, but this is nothing, Ning An believes that with Pani's strength, it probably doesn't matter if he knows it or not.

Standing in the tent, looking at the opposite side of the circle, turning around and turning around? Delacour, Ning An counted carefully

"Twelve laps...... A baker's dozen...... Fourteen ......"

Then Fleur seemed to hear him whispering to herself, stopped suddenly, looked at Ning An and asked, "What did you say——? ”

As soon as she spoke, Harry? Potter also looked over, and Parney had already left the tent, and at this moment, apart from the screams and screams of the audience, all that was left was the roar of the fire dragon and the sound of Bagman's commentary

"Oh! Great idea—it's a shame it's a little bit—"

This is probably the root cause of the nervousness of several people.

"Oh, nothing, I was counting how many times you've turned."

Ning An shrugged, he didn't want a few people to be so dull, there was no grudge against Harry and Fleur for the time being, and a witty remark might make them laugh and lighten the mood.

It turned out that Ning An still wanted to go wrong, listening to his words, Fleur's big eyes stared, as if she had found an outlet to vent her tension, and came directly to Ning An, she was still a head shorter than Krum, but like a anxious hen, she stared at Ning An with her neck high and shouted:

"Are you laughing at me? Krum - well, I don't know why you weren't nervous at all, but it was only temporary- didn't you hear - it was a dragon - a fire dragon - listen to the outside - whew-ah-sorry - sorry, I was so excited-"

Furong's sudden anger did startle Ning An, but then he also understood, the Triwizard Tournament, the big scene, just listening to the screams of the mountains and tsunamis outside, also made him recall the scene of the World Cup in a trance.

What's more, this time they had to face not some Bludger, Golden Snitch or anything like that, but a living fire dragon, so Ning An just looked at Fleur with calm eyes, probably almost venting her anger, halfway through it, Fleur also reacted, sighed, and apologized to Ning An.

"It's okay—"

Ning An smiled faintly, so that Fleur couldn't help but look at him for a while, and always felt that this person was surprisingly calm, should it be said that he was worthy of being a player who had experienced the Quidditch World Cup?

Fleur's impression of Krum has changed slightly, and this calmness alone is much better than herself, rubbing her eyes, it seems that a long eyelash has fallen into her eyes just now, Fleur found that her heart has calmed down a little, and after some venting, it seems to have played an unexpected role.

Ning An leaned against a large box, half-leaning and looking at Harry, his wrists were white, he was clutching his wand tightly, his ears moved and he could see that he was listening carefully to the situation outside, the conversation between Fleur and himself just now also attracted his attention, and at this moment it happened to meet Ning An's line of sight.

"Come on."

With a slight smile, Ning An made a gesture of encouragement, which seemed to scare Harry and made him take a step back, but then reacted and subconsciously returned a stiff smile.

Ning An smiled in his heart, there was a feeling of prank, he didn't care too much about this race, anyway, everything was good to go to the planned end in an orderly manner, he just felt a little bored staying in the tent, so he just wanted to have some fun, as for what it didn't matter if it wasn't something Krum would do, anyway, Fleur and Harry weren't familiar with 'him'.

Immediately afterward, Bagman suddenly shouted, "Beautiful—he succeeded!" ”

The audience screamed and cheered, and it was clear that they were very satisfied with the wonderful performance

"Now ask the referee to score—" Bagman shouted outside, Ning An mentally calculated the time, it was about seven or eight minutes since the beginning, which was very fast.

"We still have three warriors waiting to be tested! Next - Miss Delacour! ”

With Bagman's call, Fleur took a deep breath, lifted the tent curtain and walked out, Ning An reached into his pocket, and a fiery red dragon climbed up his shoulder along his wrist-

That's the model he got in the previous draw, Pani drew the Swedish short-nosed dragon, Hibiscus was the Welsh green dragon, Ning An drew the Chinese fireball, and Harry was still left with the most ferocious Hungarian tree bee.

Finger bo/nong the mouth of the little fire dragon model, and was beaten by the other party with sharp teeth, Ning An felt quite interesting, thinking that if this toy was given back to Charlotte, the little girl would definitely like it, and she felt that it was also fun to play, and she didn't want to give it away for a while.

"That...... You're next...... You don't seem nervous at all...... aren't you? ”

Looking up, the bespectacled boy stood opposite, and it was their first conversation, the first time as Krum—

"Well, there's nothing to be nervous about, haven't you all thought of countermeasures in advance?"

Harry let out a long sigh of relief, he didn't know why he had come over and started a conversation, after all, it was not much easier for him to talk to the cold, proud-looking Krum, not much easier to deal with the fire dragon.

But fortunately, Krum was not intimidating when he actually talked about the world, and was even a little easy-going, and his smiling eyes reminded Harry of someone for no reason.

It's just that the demeanor is very similar - but how can it be.

Shaking his head and shaking off distractions, when he was nervous, he seemed to subconsciously have nothing to say, which may be a way to release stress, so Harry continued

"You...... What countermeasures have come up with in mind......"

He looked a little hesitant, and his five fingers kept bending and straightening, bending and straightening, and then he heard Bagman shouting outside the tent:

"Wow - she's burning - that's not good! Gotta hurry up and put out the fire—look—the dragon is coming—"

Then there was a wave of screams from the audience, and Harry's face turned a little pale.

"Haha, take it easy, don't you see that Cedric has succeeded, several of us have strength, don't worry, no problem."

Ning An didn't know how he comforted Harry, maybe it was the small model of the fire dragon that was particularly interesting and made him happy.

"Have you ever thought about using a broomstick - I mean, riding a broomstick through the fire dragon!"

As if he had finally made up his mind after a long time, Harry said to Ning An quite sincerely.

What is this for, is it some kind of empathy or some other kind of good person mentality?

Ning An smiled bitterly and said truthfully: "I didn't think about it-"

He really didn't think about it, because he wasn't Krum, and riding on a broomstick was called suicide—

"Ah-that-then I think you can try-if there's no other good way-"

"Why didn't you do that?" Ning An blinked narrowly, thinking it was quite interesting.

"Thing...... Actually, I'm going to do that—"

"Then you tell me-"

Seeing the smile on Krum's face, his face was full of indifference, making it impossible to figure out what he was thinking, Harry felt a kind of embarrassment, and regretted why he provoked this topic, he was just a little nervous just now, and when he saw Krum, he remembered his wonderful performance in the World Cup.

An inexplicable voice appeared in his heart and said to himself: Ask him, ask him, he is better on the broom, he is very good, this may help him.

As for Krum's appearance before him, what effect it would have on him if he used the broomstick riding method first, it was a question he hadn't thought about for a while.

Fleur took significantly longer than Pani, and it was nearly twenty minutes before a loud cheer could be heard outside, as Bagman roared

"Oh! Wonderful passage - let's cheer to Miss Delacour -"

Ning An knew it was his next turn, so he straightened up from the wooden box he was leaning on, his conversation with Harry was not finished.

"So I'm leaving, Harry? Porter. ”

Patting the boy on the shoulder, Ning An walked towards the outside of the tent, Harry could be regarded as passing the boring time with him, and he was in a good mood, the curtain of the tent was a fence outside, and along the fence through the woods, he came to a gap in front of the field.

Inside, Bagman was heard shouting in a loud mantra:

"We've got the next one - Victor - Krum!"

Ning An happily stepped forward.

It was as if a brightly colored dream had been formed in front of me, with towering stands set up at the other end of the field, where thousands of screaming and cheering faces of different faces appeared, as if one bright bubble after another was ready to rise into the air at any moment.

Ning An knew that there were Daphne, Erik, Dominic, Astoria, Ron, Hermione, and the other Hogwarts professors, Snape, Dumbledore, and Lady Maxime, Karkaroff, and Ludo? Bagman sat together.

He could see that Karkaroff made a gesture at him, but it didn't matter what he meant.

The mood has also fluctuated slightly, and I have become excited inexplicably, and such an occasion will really infect people's emotions.

On the other side of the stands was his opponent, the fiery dragon protecting his lair and the nest of eggs, his wings converging, covered in fiery red scales, and black smoke coming out of his mouth, as if it were burning.

"Chinese Fireball...... Hah"

Ning An couldn't help but let out a chuckle, he didn't know why he laughed, probably because he really thought it was interesting

"Anyway, I'm half a fellow, can you put a little water......

He clenched the wand in his hand, and there was a slight struggle.

A wand made of hornbeam, also known as hornwood, is a milky white hardwood that Grigovich added to the dragon's heart chord to make Victor? This wand of Krum.

It's a quarter of an inch long, but it's about the same as Ning An's own ebony, and it feels like it fits well when you hold it.

After all, he is not Cedric himself, and the wand naturally does not rely on the appearance of his master to distinguish, this strong wand showed strong rejection at the moment of Ning An's first contact, and Ning An still remembers that it flicked his hand away vigorously.

But the wand, after all, is a prop, under the pressure of Ning An's powerful magic power, this wand is tamed, although it is certainly not as good as his own wand, but there is no way, since he is pretending to be Krum, he can't take another wand.

"Wickdor has a lot of tournament experience, he's a good Quidditch athlete like me, and I'm sure you remember when I was with the Hornets......"

Bagman's explanation made Ning An feel particularly noisy, he didn't care about the golden egg now, but wanted to use magic to plug his mouth first, but fortunately, Dumbledore next to him quickly stopped his boasting.

"Then we'll see what tactics Mr. Victor will use!"

"I haven't thought about it either, Mr. Bagman."

Ning An muttered to himself, but he took a step under his feet, there are many plans, and now it is practical to use any of them, anyway, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it.

He just walked towards the fire dragon slowly, and the audience's eyes widened, the two warriors didn't do this just now-

Bagman coughed violently as if choking, followed by a voice

"Uh-Mr. Krum-has already walked towards the fire dragon-ah-careful-"

The Chinese fireball seemed to be more restless than ever, watching the figure in front of him step by step, approaching him, the big lizard finally couldn't help it, opened its mouth, and a chi/re, burning sensation that could be felt in the stands, erupted from its mouth, and went straight to Ning An, as if it was going to turn him into ashes in an instant.

"Well, the magic that dragon trainers use - what's it called, oh, by the way, the extinguishing charm-"

Talking to himself, Ning An raised the hornbeam white se/mo staff, aimed it at the oncoming scorching flames, and shouted:

"Extinguish quickly!"

Immediately after, as if an invisible water vapor had hit the fire, there was a tearing sound in the air, white smoke steamed, and the huge fireball disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Dumbledore blinked, smiling and looking at Karkaroff beside him:

"Your student is good, the extinguishing spell is a must-have spell for the professional exam of dragon taming, and it is perfect for dealing with fire dragons."

"Hmph, this test was a piece of cake for Krum." Karkaroff stroked his goatee with disdain, but he didn't know how happy he was, as if he had defeated Dumbledore himself.

8)