Bai Lang walked back with six relatives who did not recognize Connor, muttering in Chinese, "I don't need oars to row in my life, I rely on the waves!" The man arrogantly returned to his seat, and when he walked back, everyone gave way to a big road like the Red Sea that was separated by Moses. Everyone was amazed by this terrifying combat prowess—certainly not surprising, not so long ago when the Ministry of Magic came to register the Animagus form......

It didn't seem strange that the tiger that rolled on the ground and turned into a buffalo, the roar that resounded through the castle, such a monster to defeat a dragon. Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students were also present, and of course they were very surprised that someone could complete the Animagus at such a young age, and in such a ferocious form - it was also at this time that Durmstrang students completely stopped the idea of "fighting" with Bai Lang.

Animagus is actually like the Patronus, the embodiment of the wizard's heart, so it seems that the little wizard's ferocity and toughness can of course be understood-his provocative action to knock down the dragon at this moment is actually no different from a big cat teasing its prey, you can play if you want, who would think about anything else? Professor McGonagall didn't know what to say, her student was a fierce and playful big cat, not the same as the cat she had transformed.

In fact, since Professor McGonagall can become a cat, she is also wild and unruly if she can't get it in her heart - of course, the above is purely Bai Lang's imagination, and it is very normal for a square old lady to have a cat, isn't it.

After this time, the four warriors of the Goblet of Fire have been completely overshadowed by Bai Lang - these four worked hard to get the dragon egg, if it is replaced by Bai Lang? The audience present can think that he walked over and directly knocked down the dragon, and then asked for a few eggs. Hagrid is also saying that Bai Lang is the strongest man he has ever seen, and that he can't be the Warden of Hogwarts right now. Bai Lang is also hugging back and forth now, but it is still those doglegs who can really get close to him.

He was much more equal to Goyle than Malfoy, and treated Zabini and the others as usual, "Oh, I just thought it must be fun to beat a dragon, and I didn't mean to steal the limelight from the warriors - not to mention that this thing still needs to be robbed?" Bai Lang pouted and said, what he is really training now is Neville, Zabini They also said that they want to be trained, but Bai Lang made it clear that even if Neville practices now, he may not be able to use ** to knock down a dragon alone when he becomes an adult-"I'm different." Bai Lang said.

"Demon Martial Martial Ashu Douluo is not that easy, and Neville is actually not the most suitable cultivator in this area. Bai Lang said it clearly, he didn't care at all that Neville might be hit - this kid had been hit a lot, and he wasn't the only one who had been hit. "But you can still make a good knight. Bai Lang added a sentence to soothe Neville's wounded little heart.

Ron seems to have reconciled with Harry - of course Harry got the highest score, but Bai Lang reckons that he should be the "top score", but he is not a Hogwarts Warrior. Dumbledore looked for him, but he didn't say anything and just looked at Bai Lang, and finally just smiled, "Sure enough, it's the Animagus who transformed into a tiger...... Mr. Bai Lang, you can go. It's okay, I won't let you take any responsibility for injuring a dragon. ”

One troublesome thing is Rita Skeeter, a professional rumor-mongering reporter, approached Bai Lang and said that she wanted to do an interview with him. "A boy who can knock down dragons!" said the fat woman, waving her hands, "it must be a very good subject." Bai Lang looked at the fat woman and echoed casually, "I really can't imagine that such a fat man can turn into a beetle?" As for how Rita wants to promote him, Bai Lang is thick-skinned - he is much more brazen than Harry Potter.

Besides, as a pure-blooded wizard who is said to be a mudblood, how else can Rita spread rumors? Even if it's made up, at least make something up. Rita's interview with him was indeed similar, "Can you tell us about your parents?" Rita said, Bai Lang's answer was simple, "I've never seen one." The interview that followed was very simple, but Rita's pen was writing quickly in her notebook......

When it came to him attacking the dragon, Rita was very interested in why Bai Lang did this—and this was the most important part of the interview, "Of course it's fun, how easy it is." If it weren't for this fun, who would attack a dragon?" Bai Lang said as it should be, even the professional rumor-mongering reporter Rita was stunned for a moment, and the quill seemed to have drawn a long broken ink mark directly on the notebook.

"Good...... Fun?" Rita couldn't say any more, I'm afraid only a madman would fight a dragon out of pure fun.

In short, in the later interview, Bai Lang felt that Rita was a little absent-minded and hasty.

Now at Hogwarts, as long as Bai Lang wants to, he can pull up a gang if he doesn't get it right, but he doesn't want to. The second event will take place in three months' time, with the Christmas holiday and the winter break, and it will be time for Dior to officially enter the bag of Bai Lang. Hagrid must be sad, but it doesn't matter that he has the woman he wants to pursue now - the headmaster of Beauxbatons.

Rita's news was rare to be overly nonsensical this time, and of course the description of Bai Lang was not at all positive for him, but fortunately it was not so outrageous as Harry that forced him to stuff his head into his crotch.

"Christmas ball? What fourth grade has to find a dance partner? Bai Lang heard what Professor McGonagall had to say—"The Santa Ball is coming—it's a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to socialize with foreign guests. Yes, the ball is only open to students from the fourth year onwards - but you can invite a junior if you wish—"

"Put on your gowns," Professor McGonagall continued, "and the ball will be held in the Great Hall at eight o'clock on Christmas night and will end at twelve o'clock at midnight. Listen—" Professor McGonagall looked at the class calmly. "The Yule Ball certainly gives us the opportunity – well, to spread our hair and relax ourselves. She said in a disapproving tone.

"But that doesn't mean," Professor McGonagall continued, "that we're going to relax our behavior requirements for Hogwarts students. I would be very saddened if one of the Gryffindor students disgraced the school in any way. Her eyes were fixed on the white waves—the shame of Gryffindor...... But it's also the glory of Gryffindor - it's not just a single person who can take down a dragon, like the gryphon on Gryffindor's banner. Once upon a time, an ancient griffin could indeed take down a dragon.

Potter was kept, and so was White Wave. "I have something to say to you two. Professor McGonagall said after scrambling at the two men.