20. Dragon Quest

However, Harry's report was a bit bleak.

However, in contrast, Rita focused on Sherlock's identity as the referee in the report, and gave a detailed description, and this also took into account the high-risk death factors of the previous Triwizard Tournament.

Therefore, it was decided to send a powerful wizard as the referee, so that the warriors could not only watch for cheating during the game, but also ensure the personal safety of these warriors.

Sherlock's coverage as an admission referee has almost reached the level of a personal biography, from his own superb talent for spells since childhood, known as the Prince of Charms, to the youngest recipient of the first-class Merlin badge, the first successful silent person in history.

In his first year at Hogwarts, he invented Murphyllor's competitive game that compares to Quidditch.

In the second grade, he protected the Philosopher's Stone, in the third grade, destroyed the secret room and defeated the basilisk, until he fought off hundreds of Dementors alone in the fourth grade last year.

Recently, Malfoy's mood has always been inexplicably good, and the Daily Prophet has become one of his daily must-read articles, on which you can always find all kinds of surprises for Potter, whether it is a crying little boy, a male protagonist in a scandalous love triangle, or an unscrupulous conspirator who wants to get the position of a warrior, Potter's image is too full.

"Haha." Draco picked up a pumpkin pie as he seemed to see the difference, an idiot grinning across his face.

Sarina shook her head slightly and let out a long sigh, "It's really hopeless, since Rita's long story was published, Draco has been completely trapped." It has to be said that the methods of poisoning teenagers are too cruel. ā€

Kirk touched his chin helplessly, the current situation is really not conducive to unity, Rita's two articles have almost turned Sherlock and Harry into two poles, and at the moment, Harry may only rely on a hearty game to prove himself.

"Actually, you can't blame Potter, without the slightest background, first as a boy who didn't die, and now he has become a Hogwarts warrior, this kind of gimmick, if you don't use it for hype, I'm really sorry for Rita's talent." Dandeni sighed.

It was in the school cafeteria, and not far away, Hagrid's massive body approached the long Slytherin table.

"Mr. Sherlock, do you have time tonight? If so, come to my cabin at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night to find me, after all, you are the referee and have something very important to say to you. Hagrid had a smile on his honest face.

"Oh? Okay, it's nothing tonight, twelve o'clock? I try to get there on time. Sherlock gave Hagrid a quizzical look and agreed.

Hagrid straightened up and exclaimed, "Okay, see you on time." He blinked and walked away.

PS: I'd love to write about Sherlock and Hagrid's shame here...... I'm also drunk e≔!

The night was as lonely as water, the deep black sky was like a satin velvet curtain, a lonely moon hung high in the sky, and the cold moonlight was smeared on the forbidden forest, becoming more and more lonely and gloomy.

Sherlock walked alone on the forest path, his slender figure reflected in the silver moon, as if there was only one person left between heaven and earth.

Beauxbatons's huge carriage was also brightly lit, and the yellow light was uncertain, and the entire Forbidden Forest seemed even more difficult to fathom at this moment.

Sherlock knocked on the door of Hagrid's hut, and there seemed to be someone else in the small room besides Hagrid.

Sherlock glanced inside, there was silence in his body, so he was very sensitive to the fluctuation of magic power, even if the other party was wearing an invisibility cloak, Sherlock knew who that person was.

So as a Hogwarts warrior, did the host start to cheat so boldly?

"You're here at last, Mr. Sherlock," Hagrid greeted in surprise, dressed very solemnly for the day, as if he were going on some very important date.

Sherlock had a question on his face, "I don't know if there's anything important at this late hour?" ā€

Hagrid smiled a little mysteriously, "You are the referee, of course, unlike the Warriors, Mr. Sherlock, you can know the game in advance, so you need to watch something now, it is very important." ā€

Hagrid's expression was very excited.

There was a sprig of flowers stuck in the buttonhole of his clothes, like a very large artichoke.

It looks like he doesn't put machine oil on his head anymore, but he must have spent a lot of time combing his hair.

"So in order not to waste time, then let's go now, those guys are not obedient and good children, they are all very vicious, I can now understand why the previous Triwizard Tournament had such a high mortality rate." Hagrid glanced back vaguely.

However, Harry was cloaked in invisibility, and he couldn't see if Harry had followed.

With that, he opened the door to the hut and strode into the darkness.

Sherlock followed, and in the night, the two figures faded into the moonlight.

They had already walked far around the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and the castle and lake were out of sight.

Sherlock heard some noise not far away.

There were several men shouting loudly in front...... Then there was a deafening, shrill roar......

This voice? Sherlock suddenly remembered that in the original book, Hagrid had indeed quietly brought Harry Potter to the Forbidden Forest to secretly watch the dragon they brought back from outside, and at the same time, Hagrid also told Harry to prepare in advance.

At that time, Sherlock still felt that Hogwarts, as the host, would release water and open the back door for their warriors, and Harry at that time would still ...... That is, the first event is the dragon race.

They rounded a bush and stopped.

The next moment, what greeted me was no different from what Sherlock had expected.

Fire dragons, three fierce adult fire dragons, were locked in a field surrounded by thick wooden boards, standing with their hind legs propped up, letting out bursts of roars and snorting...... Clusters of flames erupted from their open, fanged mouths and shot into the dark night sky, their necks held high, their mouths fifty feet above the ground.

There are at least thirty 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 three dragons, which connected the dragon's legs to the dragon's neck.

"So this time the competition is the fire dragon, and the first project level is the fire dragon?" Sherlock looked at Hagrid and asked knowingly.

"It's beautiful!" Hagrid said softly.

Then he reacted and immediately explained to Sherlock, "Yes, it is indeed a fire dragon, and these three fire dragons are from different places, and they are vicious, to be honest, I really think of Harry...... Well, there were two other warriors who were worried, after all, this thing was so terrifying that even a few adult wizards couldn't help it. ā€

Sherlock looked at the three dragons, and it was obvious that as the referee, if the warrior had an accident in the process of fighting the dragon, then Sherlock had to save the warrior from the dragon's attack.

"Ahem...... Sorry Mr. Sherlock, please return ...... And this tall gentleman. The caretaker in charge of transporting the dragon recognized Sherlock at a glance.

After all, the Daily Prophet has put the Triwizard Tournament on the theme recently, and the Prince of Spells is famous in itself, so who doesn't know this referee.

"Absolutely...... But it must be hard to transport these three dragons, right? Sherlock said as he took a few steps back.

"Uh...... Yes, because we had to go to several different places, it was quite exciting along the way, and we had to avoid being discovered by the Muggles, and apparition was difficult for transporting this resistant creature of dragons, after all, dragon scales are resistant to demons. ā€

Sherlock nodded.

"Oh my God, this dragon can't be controlled......" Suddenly, a staff member with a long chain in his hand did not tighten, and the dragon's head broke the chain around its neck.

The huge dragon's head stared at a pair of yellow-brown dragon eyes with half a copper bell, and a fiery breath erupted from the fanged dragon's mouth.

The surrounding circle of wizards pulled out their wands, but the dragon's breath was blocked by an invisible magical hand, and the iron hard cage was held by a large hand in the air.

The cage began to deform rapidly, and finally trapped the dragon tightly inside, the huge grip made the mischievous fire dragon show a painful and wailing expression, and Sherlock's grip began to loosen, and the dragon was also relieved.

But then the dragon began to roar at Sherlock, and he clearly realized that it was the little wizard in front of him.

"Fear of Shadows!" Sherlock used the same spell that had been taught to Draco at the time, and the effect of this spell was to inspire the greatest fear in the hearts of living beings, and Draco used this spell to easily win Harry in a midnight duel.

If digging into the heart is a person's physical torture, then the fear of shadows is a person's mental and spiritual torture.

Sherlock cast the spell on the fire dragon in front of him and the two dragons next to him.

At this moment, the three fire dragons all wailed in the cage like geckos, I am afraid that even if the door of the iron cage is opened again at this time, these three fire dragons may not be willing to fly out.

"That's amazing...... Sure enough, it was the Prince of Spells, and it took us a lot of time to bring the three of them back, what kind of spell was it that worked so well. ā€

The person in charge stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and was in awe of Sherlock.

"It's better to use less, after all, you have to participate in the first game, and it won't be good if the three stupid dragons play."

Sherlock took one last look at the three different dragons and turned back.

Early the next morning, the rumor that the first project of the Triwizard Tournament was a fire dragon spread among the three schools, and I don't know who the source of the rumor is, but obviously, many people believe that this rumor is mostly true, after all, the danger of the Triwizard Tournament has always been obvious to all, in this case, even if it is really to challenge the fire dragon, I am afraid it is not just an exaggeration.

"Mr. Sherlock, although the rumors may not be credible, however, there is no wind and no waves, I am afraid that this rumor is still worth scrutinizing, if it is really a fire dragon, I venture to say that I still need to be more prepared." Fimia had a little worry on her face, they naturally firmly believed in Sherlock's strength, but, after all, it was a dragon, to deal with a fire dragon with complete strength, even if it was an adult wizard, there were no more than ten people, it was just a delivery, and the spell was just an itch for the fire dragon, dragon skin, born with strong magic resistance, it is no exaggeration to say that even if it is the three unforgivable spells, it is difficult to break through the fire dragon's innate defense system.

"The entry referee always feels that the position is more dangerous than that of the warriors, after all, the first event of the warriors is only to participate once, but the entry referee does have to accompany the three warriors three times, and they must guard against three fire dragons." Dandeni sighed.

Sherlock smiled, three fire dragons in his eyes one spell can be done, and the other dragon's skin and scales are resistant to magic, but that only means that the spell that hits the body has attack power, such as the spell of broken bones, the spell of fire, if it is a spell of mind attack, the resistance of dragons and humans is the same bear.

Kirk cupped his hands, revealing a smile in his eyes, "Instead of worrying about Mr. Sherlock, the referee, you should think about the other three warriors, if even the referee is helpless, the three of them can only do nothing." ā€

Sherlock smiled slightly, "The warriors of the three schools will not despise their opponents, after all, this is not a good habit, in fact, about dragons, although they are born with strong magic resistance, but their weaknesses are also obvious, the wizards in the school have fewer means of mind attack, but in the external dragons in the eye area, the defense is very weak, if the angle is better, a simple eye spell can destroy their eyesight." ā€

Although Sherlock said it lightly, the rest of the people still had some expectations, after all, this was a game for wizards, especially wizards who had not yet graduated as adults, to deal with a dragon alone.

Even if there are less than ten adult wizards to deal with a fire dragon, it is a low-IQ act of sending to death.

Unless a person shouts "Get out of the way!" Positioning! Positioning"

And then really walked exceptionally.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's the day of the game.

The atmosphere at school was very tense and exciting.

Classes were suspended at noon, allowing the whole school to have time to go to the field below to circle the dragon.

As the referee, Sherlock was the first to enter the circle of dragons, and Mr. Bagman led the way for Sherlock in front, and they bypassed the Forbidden Forest, while Bagman whispered in Sherlock's ear, "Dumbledore will have a short speech as the referee, but you as the referee will also speak before the warriors enter." ā€

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the phrase 'Dragon Quest 3.0' is appropriate?" u