The day for the first match of the Triwizard Tournament was quickly approaching.
All the little wizards in Hogwarts have excited smiles on their faces. The long-awaited competition is finally about to begin. Which school's warrior will win the second place?
Um? Why second, you ask?
Because the first one undoubtedly belongs to Mr. Dursley, but as for the second one, it depends on whether Mr. Potter acts or not.
As for why Harry participated in the Triwizard Tournament, the young wizards had different opinions. Some said that Harry stopped pretending to show off, others said that he suddenly wanted to give it a try on a whim, and others said that he was framed. .In short, there are all kinds of speculations.
Harry himself strongly denied that he had voted. He had indeed not voted. It was all voted by others. However, except for a small group of young wizards with conspiracy theories who believed in him, no one else believed it.
Near noon, led by staff from the Ministry of Magic, four warriors from three schools came to a huge tent.
They are going to draw lots here to see who will play the first game first.
Fleur's face was a little pale and she looked sickly, while Viktor kept pacing back and forth in the tent with a gloomy face. Anyone who knew they were about to face a dragon would be so nervous.
Even if there are magical dragon-slaying warriors, they are very few.
Bagman stood between the two warriors. He was wearing an old Hornets uniform and dressed like a cartoon character.
"Come here quickly, I'm leaving you now."
Bagman seemed very happy after seeing Dudley and Harry, and introduced the order of the lottery to them with excitement.
He doesn't have to play and there will be some fun to watch later.
Bagman held up a linen-colored bag: "You will pick out the model of the thing you are about to face from it later! Well, I think you all should know what you are about to face, then I will Without further ado, your mission is to pick up the golden eggs!”
After hearing Bagman's words, Fleur's face turned even paler, completely losing her previous domineering and sarcastic expression. Viktor was stronger than her. His face didn't change much, but his pace speeded up a lot.
After a while, there was a burst of noise outside the tent, and it was the spectators of this competition entering the venue.
Although the Triwizard Tournament is held at Hogwarts, the audience is not just the students of Hogwarts, but wizards from all over Europe can come to watch it, as long as they pay the admission fee.
The fees are collected by the organizer, the Ministry of Magic in England, and are said to be not cheap.
Why the Triwizard Tournament was resumed and why the prize money was as high as 1,000 Galleons was also due to this aspect.
You can make money.
"Warriors!" Bagman saw that time was almost up, so he raised the bag again and asked several people: "Who wants to be the first to draw lots?"
He turned his eyes and focused on the only female warrior, Fleur. At that moment, Furong's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.
"I think it should"
Before he could finish his words, a strong arm held down his wrist and pulled the bag over with a gentle tug.
"Mr. Bagman." There was no doubt in Dudley's voice: "I will be the first person to draw lots, okay?"
When he faced Dudley before, he didn't think anything was wrong. Now he looked up and could see Dudley's face. Under such close gaze, Bagman felt a kind of fear coming from biological instinct, and he felt unreasonable in his heart. A throbbing sensation.
"Of course you can."
This sentence blurted out.
"Thanks."
When Dudley looked away, the terrible feeling lingering in Bagman's heart immediately disappeared, which made him secretly relieved.
He didn't dare to look Dudley in the face anymore and looked at him secretly from the corner of his eyes.
Apart from being ridiculously strong, there's nothing special about him.
Although I am not as strong as the opponent, I am still a former Quidditch star player and an adult wizard. Why are I so afraid of an underage wizard?
Bagman couldn't understand, but he didn't want to feel that feeling again, so he silently marked Dudley as someone not to be messed with easily.
As for the drawing of lots, there is no fixed order. It doesn’t matter who draws first.
Dudley put his hand into the bag and when he was about to pull it back, Bagman, with his sharp eyes, saw a touch of green between his fingers.
He is so lucky. He is the Welsh Green Dragon. He is the docile type among the four dragons. He does not like to cause trouble and will even actively avoid humans.
"Not lucky?"
Before Bagman finished speaking, he saw a patch of scarlet emerging from Dudley's fingers.
'Chinese Fireball Dragon?' '
'He caught two and brought them up? '
Bagman's brain was running out of energy for a while, and then he saw a third color - silver-blue.
'Swedish Brachysaurus?' Not two but three? '
When Dudley spread his hands in front of him, Bagman couldn't sit still at all.
Not three, but four.
In the palm of Dudley's hand lay a small black dragon model, the most ferocious and ill-tempered Hungarian Horntail.
Bagman was dumbfounded this time.
What's the meaning?
"You and me. Hiss."
Bagman couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, and accidentally bit the flesh, causing his cheek to twitch in pain.
The strangeness here caught the attention of Fleur and Viktor. Their eyes were obviously stunned when they saw the four dragons in Dudley's palm.
Four dragons? What's the meaning?
Only Harry looked normal, well, that was something Dudley could do.
"Mr. Bagman, I think you should prepare. I can wait ten minutes before challenging."
"But these are four."
"Can't I? Can't I challenge four dragons at once?"
Bagman did not dare to look directly into Dudley's eyes, but the latter just glanced at him lightly.
"Mr. Bagman, I think the competition rules do not say that you cannot capture multiple models, nor do they say that you cannot challenge four dragons."
I'm not saying it's not possible, but you challenged four dragons at once, what about the others?
Hmm. It's not impossible to ask them to draw lots again.
No, that's not the point!
Bagman's brain was buzzing. This was the first time he had encountered this situation.
Others were afraid to avoid dragons when they saw them, but it was better for him to challenge four at a time.
He is still an underage wizard. Is he crazy? Don't want to die?
"Mr. Dursley." Bagman took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down.
"I think I should report this matter to the other judges."
"certainly."
Dudley nodded, as if inviting him to go.
Dudley smiled silently as he watched Bagman lift the tent curtain and leave.
Give the other two schools a little Hogwarts shock.
(End of chapter)
