The day of the first game of the Triwizard Tournament is fast approaching.

The young wizards of Hogwarts had excited smiles on their faces, and the long-awaited competition was finally about to begin, which school warrior would take the second place?

Well? Why second, you ask?

Because the first one is undoubtedly Mr. Dursley's, and the second depends on whether Mr. Potter can act or not.

As to why Harry participated in the Triwizard Tournament, the young wizards had different opinions, some said that Harry stopped pretending to be a showdown, some said that he suddenly wanted to try it on a whim, and some said that he was framed. In short, there is any speculation.

Harry himself strenuously denied that he had voted for it, he hadn't voted for it, it was all voted for by others, but except for the handful of conspiracy theorists who believed him, no one else believed him.

Near noon, four warriors from three schools, led by the staff of the Ministry of Magic, arrived in a huge tent.

They're going to have a draw here to see who plays this first game.

Fleur's face was a little pale and sickly, while Victor paced back and forth in the tent with a gloomy face. Anyone who knows they're about to face a dragon is so nervous.

Even if there is a magic dragon slayer, it is a very small existence.

Bagman stood between the two warriors, dressed like a cartoon character in his old Hornets jersey.

"Come quickly, I'll leave you now."

After meeting Dadli and Harry, Bagman looked very happy, and excitedly introduced the order of the draw to the two of them.

He doesn't have to play, and he still has a good show to watch later.

Bagman held up a linen-colored cloth bag: "In a moment, you will have to pick out the model of the thing you are going to face!" Well. I think you all know what you're up against, so I won't go into too much detail, but your mission is to pick up golden eggs! ”

Hearing Bagman's words, Fleur's face turned even paler, and she didn't have the domineering and sarcastic expression she had before. Victor was a little stronger than her, and his face didn't change much, but his pace of footsteps increased a lot.

After a while, there was a cacophony outside the tent, and it was the spectators of the competition who had entered.

Although the Triwizard Tournament is held at Hogwarts, the audience is not only Hogwarts students, but wizards from all over Europe can come to watch it, as long as you pay the entrance fee.

The fee is collected by the Ministry of Magic of England, the organizer, and it is said that it is not cheap.

There are also reasons why the Triwizard Tournament will be resumed, and why the prize money will be as high as 1,000 Galleons.

You can make money.

"Warriors!" Seeing that the time was almost up, Bagman raised his bag again and asked the others, "Who wants to be the first to draw lots?" ”

With a roll of his eyes, he focused on the only female warrior, Fleur, and at that moment, Fleur's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

"I think, should"

Before he could finish his sentence, a strong arm grabbed his wrist and pulled the cloth bag over with a gentle pull.

"Mr. Bagman." Dudley's voice was unmistakable: "I'll be the first to draw lots, okay?" ”

He hadn't felt anything when he faced Dudley before, but now when he looked up, he could see Dudley's face, and under such a close gaze, Bagman felt a kind of fear from biological instinct, and his heart throbbed for no reason.

"Of course."

This sentence blurted out.

"Thank you."

As Dudley withdrew his gaze, the terrible feeling that haunted Bagman disappeared immediately, and he was secretly relieved.

Not daring to look at Dudley anymore, he secretly looked at him out of the corner of his eye.

Except for the outrageous strength of the figure, I don't see anything special.

Although he is not as strong as the other party, he is also a former Quidditch star player, and he is also an adult wizard, why is he so afraid of a minor wizard?

Bagman couldn't figure it out, but he didn't want to feel that feeling again, and silently labeled Dudley as not to be easily provoked.

As for the draw, there is no fixed order. Whoever smokes first is the same.

Dudley's hand reached into the sack, and as he was about to retract it, the sharp-eyed Bagman saw a green between his fingers.

Good luck, it's the Welsh Green Dragon. The most docile of the four dragons, they don't like to get into trouble and even avoid humans.

"Luck isn't it?"

Before Bagman could finish his sentence, he saw a patch of scarlet from Dudley's fingers.

'Chinese Fireball Dragon? ’

'Did he catch two of them?' ’

Bagman's brain was running out for a moment, and then he saw a third color—silver blue.

'Swedish short-nosed dragon? Not two, just three? ’

When Dudley spread his hands out in front of him, Bagman couldn't sit still.

Not three, but four.

In Dudley's palm lay a small black dragon model, the most ferocious and temperamental Hungarian wasp.

Bagman was dumbfounded.

What do you mean?

"You and me. Sizzle."

Bagman couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time, and accidentally bit into the flesh, and his aching cheeks twitched.

The strange appearance caught the attention of Fleur and Wickdor, and their eyes were visibly frozen when they saw the four dragons in Dudley's palms.

Four dragons? What do you mean?

Only Harry looked like he was doing it, well, that's what Dudley did.

"Mr. Bagman, I think you should go and prepare, I can wait ten minutes before going to the challenge."

"But it's four."

"Can't you? Can't I challenge four dragons at once? ”

Bagman didn't dare to look Dudley in the eye, and the latter only gave him a faint look.

"Mr. Bagman, I don't think the rules of the competition say that you can't grab multiple models, or that you can't challenge four dragons."

I didn't say no, but you challenged four dragons at once, so what about the others?

Not. It's not out of the question to let them redraw lots

No, that's not the point!

Bagman's brain was buzzing, and he was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

When others see dragons, they are afraid to avoid them, but he is better to challenge four at a time.

Or a minor wizard, is he crazy? Don't want to die?

"Mr. Dursley." Bagman took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his mind.

"I think. I should report this to the other judges."

"Of course."

Dudley nodded, looking like he was invited.

Dudley smiled silently as he watched Bagman lift the tent curtain and leave.

Give the other two schools a little Hogwarts-style shock.

(End of chapter)