Hogwarts Blood Wizard

The next morning, the castle was filled with excitement and tension.

So that everyone seemed absent-minded during class, looking out the window frequently, or talking in twos and threes in private, no matter how the professors reprimanded it, it didn't help.

At noon, Dumbledore officially announced the cancellation of the afternoon classes in the auditorium, and invited those interested students to finish their dinner and go to the paddock of the Forbidden Forest to watch the Warriors' first game.

"This is awesome!"

As soon as Dumbledore's words fell, cheers broke out in the auditorium.

After lunch, many students ran towards the paddock before they even had time to pack their things. There are so many good places to watch the game up close. If they go late, they will be robbed by others...

As the Warriors, Ivan and Harry have already arrived at the competition venue ahead of schedule under the leadership of Professor McGonagall.

"Okay, that's it, you can go in! The other warriors have already arrived, Mr. Bagman is also inside, and he will tell you the steps of the game later..."

McGonagall stood in front of a tent, pointed at the entrance, said to the two of them, then hesitated, then reminded.

"Remember, no matter what you see during the game, don't panic. Only by facing calmly can you grasp the chance of victory!"

Ivan nodded and nodded, and walked in through the entrance with Harry.

The space inside the tent is huge, it looks like a small living room.

Bussbarton’s warrior Fleur Delacour is sitting on a low wooden stool at the moment, her face is pale, her forehead is sweating, her right hand is holding a magic wand, and the other is tight. Pinch the corner of the wizard's robe.

Victor Krum didn't get any better either, his brows on both sides were tightly locked together, and he looked more gloomy than ever.

"Ivan, Potter, you are here just right!" Seeing the two of them coming in, Bagman greeted him immediately, showing very enthusiasm, and also gave Ivan a special wink.

Ivan immediately understood that the things he ordered Bagman yesterday have been done!

Sure enough, after briefly reminding him of a few precautions, Bagman took a large purple silk bag from the table and said to several people.

"What you need to do in the first game is to capture a golden egg under the protection of the fire dragon. Now there are four kinds of fire dragons on the training ground. I put all their models in this bag. You need to personally put you 'S opponent was selected..."

Hearing this, Krum and Furong's expressions remained unchanged. Obviously they knew about the fire dragon a long time ago, but they could tell from their mouths and their faces without a trace of blood that their hearts were far from the surface. calm.

Harry was no exception. The hand holding the wand trembled involuntarily. Although he had made sufficient preparations in advance, he was still a little scared when he really faced the fire dragon.

"Ladies first! It's up to you to choose, Ms. Delacour!" The smile on Bagman's face contrasted sharply with the nervous expressions of Harry and others. He reached out and unlocked the opening of the cloth bag. Handed it to Furong.

Furong took a deep breath and looked at the opening of the cloth bag, which was so black that it seemed to be blocked from light.

This discovery made Furong put out the idea of ​​choosing. She trembled and put her left hand into the cloth bag. After a few seconds, she took out a palm-sized and vivid fire dragon model.It looks like a silver-blue Swedish short-nosed dragon with a sign on its neck with the number one written on it.

Furong's face became very ugly, which meant that she had to be the first to play, and could not analyze the specific strength of the fire dragon from the performance of other players.

Then, Bagman smiled and handed the bag to Krum, and the other party drew out a bright red Chinese fireball with the number three on the sign.

Harry was very unlucky. Just like the original time and space, he chose the most violent Hungarian hornet among the four dragons. He was number two.

In the end, Ivan pretended to be solemn and took out the only sculpture in the bag, the Norwegian Ridgeback-Norber!

"It seems that your luck is very bad, Mr. Hals! This dragon is the smartest and most difficult to deal with among all fire dragons. It is not easy to get a dragon egg from under it!" Bagman said with emotion. Said.

Furong and Krum on the side looked at Ivan with a little sympathy, but secretly gloating in their hearts is also indispensable. Of course, the higher the difficulty that competitors need to face, the better!

Harry looked at Ivan with a worried look.

Unlike the warriors with different looks, Ivan's expression was very calm, and he answered quickly."Mr. Bagman, the joy of life lies in the challenge, isn't it? To be honest, I am very fortunate to be able to choose the most difficult dragon to deal with!"

"Okay! This is what a warrior should have! I look forward to seeing your performance..." Bagman clapped and said loudly.

Hearing that, Harry, Fleur, and Krum were all ashamed. Compared with Ivan's frankly facing challenges, their timidity and careful thoughts that came up from time to time really did not deserve the title of warrior.

Bagman used to brag about a wave. After building momentum for Ivan, he checked the time and then quickly talked about business."Now you still have a little time to ease your emotions. When the game officially starts, you will play in the arranged order, understand?"

The four people in the tent nodded together, and Bagman turned and left with confidence. In addition to the referee, he also served as the game commentator. He had to prepare in advance.

After Bagman left, there were only four people left in the tent. Ivan sat patiently in the position and waited, while Harry was anxiously spinning around a table, muttering words in his mouth. The spell of the flying curse.

Slowly, the outside voices got louder and louder, and Ivan guessed that the audience should have arrived.

Suddenly, a piercing whistle was passed in, breaking the condensed atmosphere in the tent, and Furong tremblingly stood up from the seat, smiled reluctantly at several people, and then walked towards the exit.

The first game has begun!

Ivan didn't obey the rules and meant to stay in the tent and wait. Instead, he carefully opened the exit curtain and watched Furong's performance from a distance.

Under the gaze of everyone, Furong stepped into the enclosure of the fire dragon step by step. The Swedish short-nosed dragon in the center snorted anxiously, sparks splashing all over...

A little farther away, more than a dozen professional dragon trainers are waiting in every corner, ready to deal with unexpected situations.