There was silence in the arena.

Hermione took the lead in cheering, and Ron followed closely with several fireworks, which exploded in the air, and the shouts and celebrations rang out one after another, gradually thundering.

Harry was expressionless, waved his wand, and the bottle split out of the Sorting Hat, a trickle of dragon blood pouring in, all blood pouring in in the blink of an eye.

He took out the bag containing the motorcycle from under the breastplate, and put the dragon corpse and the dragon's head in front of everyone's eyes.

Then he slowly walked to the dragon's nest and held up the golden egg.

"Well, we see that Mr. Potter has got the golden egg that belongs to him!" Ludo stammered, his voice less impassioned, "He performed heroically!" Gryffindor! ”

This last sentence is meaningful and complicated.

"Then please Mr. Porter go to the next medical tent and accept." Ludo also wanted to say "get treated".

But he wasn't blind, Harry wasn't hurt the whole time, but the dragon needed to be healed - if the dragon with its head cut off could be saved.

"Please take a minute break from Mr. Porter, give us time, and rate your performance." Ludo paused for a long time before continuing, "Each judge can score up to 10 points, and the total score of the five judges is counted as a score. ”

Harry walked back to the tent.

Madam Pomfrey yawned and pulled out a bottle of palliative potion, "Would you like a sip?" You've just fought the dragon, well, if that's a fight. ”

"Thank you." Harry shook his head.

Madam Pomfrey noticed the restless magic in him, "Do you want a tranquilizer then?" Your magic seems to be"

"Thank you." Harry continued to shake his head, "It's the effect of the Thunder Elixir, and it will subside later." ”

Madam Pomfrey withdrew the potion, "If only the next two little wizards could be like you."

Hermione trotted over, followed by Ron, who was holding the cat and the two owls.

"Harry, you're doing awesome!" Ron was excited, "I really slaughtered that dragon!" Dragon Slayer Warrior, this name is really handsome. ”

Professor McGonagall was surprised, too. Hermione clenched her fists, "She was amazed at your Transfiguration, and kept telling the seventh graders that if you study hard, even if you are half the level, you can get an 'O' on the exam." ”

"It's hard to be human." Ron shook his head bitterly, "The deformation of such a big stone." ”

They talked.

Ludo cleared his throat: "Now let's think about it and start scoring, ladies first, let's start with Ms. Maxim." ”

Maxim, who was seated on the far right side of the referee's seat, raised his wand, and a strand of silver ribbon erupted, twisting in the air to form a large number "9".

"Shit!" Hermione's face changed, "She doesn't give you full marks for your performance?" ”

Ron also gritted his teeth, scratched Crookshan, and received a slap in the face before he quickly let his hand go.

After her, there was Umbridge, who raised her wand and the pink ribbon erupted into the big number "10".

"That's right." Hermione muttered.

Dumbledore laughed happily and raised his wand, and the golden red ribbon spewed out, which was undoubtedly a perfect score.

Ludo was the fourth, and his wand also spewed out a golden-red ribbon, the same perfect score.

The last man, Durmstrang's Karkaroff, with a gloomy face, raised his wand, and black ribbons erupted, twisting in the air, eventually turning into a number "4".

Hermione's eyes widened, and she was surprised: "How dare he!" Harry, you give him four points for this kind of performance? ”

"Shit!" Fred blushed, jumped up from the audience, and grabbed George's shoulder, "It's shady, it's shady!" ”

"How could Harry only have four points!"

The other little wizards cursed as well.

The more Fred cursed, the more angry he became, he took out a stinky dung egg from his pocket, estimated the distance, threw it with his strength, took out his wand again, and with a flick of it, the stinky dung egg shot at Karkaroff like an arrow.

Dumbledore noticed that he hadn't pulled out his wand, or even raised his hand, but just glanced at it, and the stinking dung egg disappeared in the air.

"Quiet!" Ludo's wand pressed against his throat and continued to raise his voice, "Be quiet, we'll make sure the score is fair." ”

The little wizards didn't believe it.

"Mr. Karkaroff, the audience needs an explanation." His tone wasn't very good.

Know that you are eccentric.

But Harry did so well and gave him such a few points.

You shameless, the Ministry of Magic still wants it!

Karkaroff cast a spell on himself, and his tone was wistful: "Mr. Potter's performance is indeed excellent, but this game is a test of courage, I don't see any flashes of courage in him, just marvel at his level of magic and transfiguration, give him four points." ”

'I think it's reasonable, he might be really good, but don't forget the purpose of the game.'

His words angered the little wizards even more.

Especially Gryffindor.

To say that there is no glimmer of courage in the little lion king who can represent Gryffindor, is like scolding Ravenclaw for not being able to get into the lounge and Hufflepuff for not being able to find the kitchen.

Shit!

More stinky eggs were thrown at Karkaroff, and George even began to sell them on the spot, and Professor McGonagall closed her eyes and hypnotized herself: "I'm asleep, I can't see anything." ”

But the score has already been played, and Karkaroff has no intention of changing it.

Ludo gritted his teeth and spitted: "Well, since Karkaroff is so insistent, we should respect his scoring criteria as a referee, and hopefully he will continue to do the same in the future." ”

"Let's congratulate Mr. Potter for scoring forty-three points in the first round!"

"Although we all know that Mr. Potter deserves a better score."

Hermione snatched Crookshank Hill over, pointed it at Karkaroff, put it to its ear, and whispered, "See it?" You and Hedwig are together these days, gather those friends of yours and make some trouble for him! ”

"Damn fellow! How could he be so unfair. ”

Ron also hugged Bowes, cooing and commanding.

When the arena is rearranged and the green dragon is sent into the arena by the wizards, Ludo announces Fleur's entry.

Charlie walked into the tent, followed by a Ministry of Magic official.

"Harry, long time no see." He looked at Harry, reached for Ron, and rubbed his hair, "You've really caused us a big problem this time. ”

"Fire dragon, that's a fire dragon." The Ministry of Magic official clenched his fists and was angry, but he didn't dare to raise his voice too loudly, "Mr. Potter, how can you kill it." ”

Harry looked at him with a blank expression, "Mr. Ludo didn't tell me that the Triwizard Tournament has a rule that you can't slaughter fire dragons. ”

"That's a fire dragon after all." Charlie sighed, "It's still a short-nosed dragon, it's dangerous." ”

As he spoke, he lifted his robe, revealing the burn marks on his abdomen: "You see, this is what it left behind, without a dozen wizards, it is difficult to subdue it, we didn't think that there would be a little wizard who could beat the fire dragon." ”

As he spoke, he paused: "Before we can react, we can kill the fire dragon with lightning speed." ”

"Now you can think about it." Harry's expression was serious.

Charlie rubbed his head: "It's too late to think about it now." ”

The Department of Magic official interjected, "Mr. Weasley, this is not the time for you to catch up, we still have business. ”

He emphasized, but he didn't dare to say it, only urged Charlie.

Charlie sighed: "Well, in fact, you should also guess that we came here to ask you to return the body of the fire dragon to us." ”

"This is my trophy." Harry shook his head, a mouthful of rejection.

The Ministry of Magic official gritted his teeth: "But that's the property of the Romanian Dragon Farm." ”

He was in a hurry, the British Ministry of Magic signed an agreement with the Romanian Dragon Farm, and if something happened to the fire dragon, they would compensate!

"Then you should make this rule clear before the game." Harry stood up, he was about the same height as the Ministry of Magic official, "It wasn't like telling me about it when the game was over." ”

"It's unfair to me, do you know how much I've prepared for the dragon slay?"

The Ministry of Magic official was stunned.

Harry continued, "The bottle of potion I drank cost about a hundred Galleons. ”

"The sword is smeared with sword oil for dragons, I have spent more than four hundred Galleons to study it, and the cost of a bottle of sword oil can even be said to be priceless, can you still find a thousand-year-old basilisk? It has to be made with the gastric juice of a thousand-year-old basilisk. ”

"And this snakeskin armor, also the skin of a thousand-year-old basilisk."

As he spoke, he paused and thought for a moment: "And other potions that are useless." ”

"I spent at least two thousand Galleons to slay the dragon and survive the first game safely."

Charlie's face twitched.

One hundred, four hundred, two thousand.

These huge numbers made him a little breathless.

He turned his head to look at Ron, his brother's face had not changed, he was calm, and he seemed to be used to Harry spending so much.

The Ministry of Magic official was dumbfounded, he was not very good at math, and some of them could not calculate the amount of money he had to earn for a few years.

"Even if this is an unexpected situation, it is your fault." Harry raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "If you had said beforehand, I wouldn't have made so much preparation and spent so much money. ”

"Dare to take responsibility, instead of blindly blaming it on me, a little wizard."

The Ministry of Magic official opened his mouth, not knowing how to refute.

Charlie smiled.

He is not the Ministry of Magic, so he should sell the fire dragon in advance and get a profit, which does not have a great impact on them.

Outside the tent, there was thunderous applause.

Ludo's voice came from the commentary: "Let's congratulate Miss Delacour, who, after some struggle, managed to obtain her golden egg under the watchful eye of the fire dragon!" ”

"Now please go to the tent and get treatment first, and wait for us to score."

Soon, she opened the curtain and walked in.

As soon as she entered the tent, she was aggrieved and found Madam Pomfrey and asked to treat the scar on her face first, and the burns could be relieved for a while.

In this long period of time.

The Ministry of Magic official reacted: "Yes, this incident is indeed our mistake, but Mr. Potter, the ownership of the dragon corpse should also be our Ministry of Magic."

"It's my trophy." Harry interrupted.

The Ministry of Magic official nodded: "Of course, it can be yours, and the Ministry of Magic can recognize it as yours." ”

"Then you go and contact my godfather, and Uncle Remus." Harry nodded, "I'm just a fourteen-year-old wizard, you should contact my guardian about these things. ”

The Ministry of Magic official's face turned green.

Sirius Black, the name is thunderous.

The man who blew up the Ministry of Magic table with a spell last time.

"Mr. Potter, I think we can talk." The Ministry of Magic official's tone was earnest.

Harry didn't speak, looking at him indifferently.

He sighed and walked out of the tent in despair, those two were not easy to talk to, and the Ministry of Magic was really going to bleed heavily this time.

Or a short-nosed dragon.

This elegant, dragon-skinned quality is the best fire dragon among dragons.

Charlie said hello to Harry, rubbed Ron's head hard, and walked out, he was also in charge of the dragon's affairs.

There is one more chapter, a little late by about ten minutes

(End of chapter)