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Draco snorted, feeling his wife's 'love', and managed not to scream. Put your arm around Harry's shoulders and take Harry away.

"Murder your husband?" Draco's voice was deep, he opened Harry's fingers and interlocked with his.

Harry's face turned red, "Husband, what..."

Draco watched Harry's face turn red and smiled happily.

At the corner, I met Moody who came here specifically. Or Barty Crouch Jr.

He was going to help Harry Potter win the game, and then send Harry Potter away and resurrect his master in front of everyone.

This must be quite interesting...

"Harry, come here." Moody dragged his lame leg and came from the other side of the corridor. He had actually been observing for a long time.

His magic eyes stared at Draco for a few seconds. The Malfoy boy seemed to be very close to the savior...

"What's wrong, Professor?" Harry was a little confused, but he was alert. He could remember Moody's suspicion of Lilith in the principal's office.

"About this competition." He said and looked at Draco again. "But people who have nothing to do with this don't need to listen."

Draco's face fell, and Harry hesitated to speak.

"As for the fire dragon, are you capable of solving it?" Moody was confident.

Harry lowered his eyes and squeezed Draco's hand comfortingly. "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'll be back soon."

Moody led Harry towards his office.

One reason why Lilith was targeted that day was that she almost ruined her master's plan, and another reason was that the master wanted to get rid of her, or... force her to join the Death Eaters.

The master said that there was a girl with golden hair and blue eyes. Very difficult to deal with, and may be working for Dumbledore.

If a person with talent cannot be used for himself, then he must find an opportunity to destroy him...

Moody walked into the office, took off his prosthetic leg and put it on the table. Then he sat down on the box.

"sit."

Harry looked at the only stool in the entire office and sat down uneasily.

"Do you have any ideas about the fire dragon? Or do you have any special skills that can defeat it?"

"I don't know, I only fly the broom pretty well..." Harry's strongest ability at present is riding a broom.

"Did I hear that you are more than just a good flyer?"

"However, broomsticks are not allowed in the competition."

"But you can use the Flying Charm. Call your broom over."

"Flying curse?" Harry was considering the feasibility of this action.

"Are you nervous?" Moody smiled, holding his prosthetic leg in his hand. "I didn't want you to attend before, so I said Miss Bude put the note in. Maybe you don't have to attend."

Moody looked at Harry's slightly relaxed expression and showed a secret smile. "But it's a pity that Dumbledore didn't fight for you, and Barty Crouch was too rigid."

Harry was dazed for a second and shook his head. "Thank you, but since my name appears in the Goblet of Fire, it's my business. I shouldn't bother my friends or the professor..."

"But you're just a student."

Harry smiled, it felt good not to be treated like a savior. "Thank you, I'll do the flying charm. Goodbye, Professor Moody."

Watching Harry's leaving figure, Professor Moody stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. If it weren't for the fact that the master hadn't been resurrected yet, he would have really wanted to kill him directly...

……

……

In the first scene, on the day of the event, Harry was pacing back and forth nervously backstage. Hermione and Draco hid beside the tent and looked in through the cracks.

"Harry, are you okay?" Hermione asked quietly.

Harry heard Hermione's voice and hurriedly walked in her direction. "To be honest, I'm a little nervous..."

Hermione rushed out and hugged Harry, "It will be fine. We have to trust Principal Dumbledore."

Draco's eyes widened with jealousy, and he quickly walked out from behind the curtain before he could get angry.

Only a click was heard. It was Rita who took the photo of Harry and Hermione embracing.

"Who asked you to take pictures?" Draco was very angry when he saw Rita walking over at some point. "You don't want to do it anymore? I want to tell my dad!"

"Get out of here, this is the backcourt of the game. You don't have permission to enter." Krum came over and drove Rita away.

Dumbledore and other principals also came in at this time, and several people needed to draw lots, and then decide which dragon each person needed to deal with.

As expected, Harry caught what Hagrid said was the most difficult hornet to deal with.

He sat in the waiting room and watched the people in front of him go out one by one, and then there was a loud cheer outside.

Nervously holding the pendant Draco gave him, he calmed down. "call…"

"We invite our fourth warrior! Harry Potter!"

In the stands, Draco stared nervously at the spiked dragon below. Is Harry okay?

His knuckles turned white and he was digging into the armrest. I wish I could jump down and break through for Harry.

If it were him in the past, he would definitely think that he was crazy if he knew what he was thinking now.

As soon as Harry walked out, the Horntail Dragon swooped down and almost hit Harry.

Then he opened his mouth again and spit out a stream of flames.

As a last resort, Harry could only hide back and forth in the gravel rockery.

"Firebolts are coming!" Harry waved, and a black dot appeared on the horizon, which was his broom.

Harry felt more relaxed now that he had the most familiar tool.

Step up and push your legs on the ground. Harry was like an arrow off the string, flying provocatively around the dragon.

The Horntail immediately broke free from its chains and chased Harry.

After a while, one person and one dragon flew out of sight.

Draco brushed his hand and stood up from his seat. I felt uneasy.

Professor Snape also looked worried, and Lilith secretly grabbed Snape's arm.

Snape thought Lilith was nervous and only patted her head gently.

After a while, there was a sound of breaking stones in the distance. Then a figure flying over with a spark in his hand.

It was Harry Potter, and part of the tail of his broom was on fire. Although there was no flame, sparks were falling.

He swooped down and quickly scooped up the golden egg guarded by the fire dragon. The difficult movements caused screams on the field.

At the end of the game, the fire dragon will be sent back again.

Draco finally relaxed and smiled at Harry.

……

Ron reconciled with Harry and apologized to Harry. I think Harry would have signed up only if he had lost his mind. In this competition, every level is fatal.

In fact, Harry was not that angry, and at the same time he understood Ron's thoughts at the time. If Ron had been chosen, he would probably be angry too.

"That's nonsense again." Hermione pressed the Daily Prophet on the table. "Hermione Granger is an ordinary and ambitious girl who likes to seduce famous wizards."

"We have already obtained Harry Potter. It is said that he is also having an affair with the young master of the pure-blood family, Draco Malfoy. And the latest target is the Bulgarian sweetie, Victor Krum."

The accompanying picture shows Harry and Hermione embracing, and Draco lifting the curtain to break in.

Draco's face suddenly darkened. "show me."

I took the Daily Prophet and read it at a glance. Draco's face looked horribly ugly. What is written is all nonsense!

I'm going to tell my dad and make this guy regret it for the rest of his life! Don’t dare to write randomly again!