Hogwarts Practical Professor

"Welcome to the first event of the Goblet of Fire," Ludo said as the host.

Obviously, being the European Junior Sports Games, there are lots and lots of wizards in attendance.

"Okay, now you guys come around and take a look at these models."

"Ladies first," Ludo said, and then asked Fleur to smoke one of the bags.

She put a trembling hand into the bag and pulled out a small model of a dragon.

"It's the Welsh Green Dragon." Ludo said. There was also a sign on the dragon model with the number two written on it.

"Second one, good luck to you." Ludo said, and then two staff members invited Fleur to the waiting area.

Harry saw no surprise on Fleur's face. This was of course nonsense. Everyone saw it when the fire dragon flew up to the castle that day, so they must have known what they were going to deal with in the first project.

"But maybe they don't know what to do," Harry thought to himself.

"Viktor Krum," Bagman called, and Krum reached into the bag and got a model.

It was red and had a number three tied around its neck.

"It's the Chinese Fireball Dragon." Bagman said, "It's not very lethal."

Harry noticed that they all lifted up the dragon's tail, which was the only part of the model without thorns.

"Then Cedric Diggery" Bagman said, and Cedric had already reached into the bag and he drew a silver-blue Swedish Brachysaurus.

"The last one is Harry Potter. Even though it's the last one, you still have to get it yourself." Bagman said.

However, when Harry went to carry the Hungarian Horntail like someone else, he felt a stinging pain in his hand.

He forced himself to put the dragon on his shoulders.

"The Hungarian Horntail, yes, is very difficult to deal with. His tail is full of stings." Bagman said.

Harry felt that his luck was extremely bad.

But the good thing is that he is playing No. 4, so he will have enough time to respond.

But at the same time, he was also under great pressure.

"Harry, it's going to be okay," Hermione said quietly when she saw him outside.

Harry heard it too, and it filled him with determination.

Cedric was the first to take the stage.

He didn't see anything and he didn't dare look at it because he was still a little nervous about facing a real fire dragon.

I don’t know how long it took, 5 minutes or 10 minutes.

Regardless, Cedric returned safely.

"Harry, the mountainous terrain is the easiest terrain." Cedric revealed, "It was pretty easy for me to win it."

Harry didn't think so. Cedric's clothes were full of holes and burn marks.

"Then, your clothes"

"Of course, it's normal. Sometimes the high-temperature stones will burn a hole in my clothes," Cedric said.

However, he seemed to have ignored the blood stains on his face where he had been knocked or scratched.

Harry forced a smile and said, "That's really not bad."

"Ah, yes," said Cedric, "I guess as long as you can get the broom it won't be too much of a problem."

"That's what I thought too," Harry said. Whether he really thought that was another matter.

Next up is Fleur, she seems to be pretty nimble and the dragon can be seen lowering its output significantly.

Veela blood, proficient in all creatures in the magical world.

Then came Krum, who was in a more embarrassed state. He went out vertically and came in horizontally, with a large piece of his back burned.

He also heard Ron probably complaining that this competition event hurt his idol Krum.

Okay, next up is our poor Harry.