Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

Draco looked at the mushroom cloud-shaped flames or column-shaped flames that appeared from time to time below, "If they break out, this broken broom will not be able to fly with their big wings."

He said so, but he didn't move.

"Then let's go down and kill them before they come out?"

Draco looked back at her helplessly and in surprise. If at this time he said, OK, let's go.

Regardless of whether he can be killed or not, Indra will really go, which is unacceptable.

"We... let's just watch here. It's impossible for a dangerous creature like the fire dragon to be left unattended." Draco said quickly.

Less than a minute later, Draco's eyes suddenly froze, as if he saw something.

"Someone has Apparated."

As more and more people apparated over, Indra also saw a group of wizards scattered around the fire dragons. They hurriedly avoided the flames and tried to subdue these violent fire dragons like gods.

He raised his wand high and muttered something, then fired a meteor shower of flames towards the fire dragon.

"Go down quietly." Indra whispered, using his wand to cast the Disillusionment Charm on the two of them.

In the deserted night sky, two voices quarreled.

"Why didn't you use this spell just now?"

"You can do it too, why don't you tell me?"

"I forgot…"

"Forget it, even if it can't see us, it will still spit fire everywhere."

The first thing the Hungarian Horntail attacks is the Patronus.

Draco hovered his broom fifty feet in the air over the paddock and observed that the most ferocious Hungarian Horntail could only emit flames a vertical distance of forty feet.

Even if it's a little more, his reaction speed can fully cope with it.

"Did they fall unconscious?" Indra listened carefully to the heart-rending curses mixed with the fire dragon's shrill roar.

It took many wizards fainting to subdue a fire dragon, and Indra regretted not giving it a try.

The wizards tied the fire dragon's neck, wings and tail with thick chains, and then tied them to iron pillars nailed deep into the ground.

Now they couldn't even lift their heads, they were firmly imprisoned on the ground, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Apparently that's how they were brought to Hogwarts before.

Indra frowned slightly.

"When they are released, they will be even more manic, and some warriors will suffer." Draco said, suddenly patting Indra's hand around his waist, "Look, those are Hagrid and Booth. Headmaster of Barton.”

Compared with other wizards, Hagrid and Ms. Maxim's figures were easily identifiable. The two walked side by side to the edge of the enclosure before stopping.

"It seems that at least two of the warriors will know what subjects will be tested later." Indra said.

"Well... intelligence gathering or cheating is also a tradition of the Triwizard Tournament. This is allowed by the rules." Draco raised his eyebrows.

In addition to being rich in money, Malfoy Manor also has many collections of old books and stories, including a thick manual that records the details of previous Triwizard Tournaments.

It seems to also record the spells used by each warrior.

"What a shame, it sounds like a very suitable event for Slytherin."

Indra said in a brisk tone, remembering how she used a magic spell last semester to force Professor Trelawney to give her full marks.

Draco heard that she was making a joke about Slytherin stereotypes again, and deliberately let the broom fall naturally. Indra screamed in fright and immediately wrapped around him and hugged him tightly.

Draco laughed softly.

Indra angrily tried to twist Draco's waist, and the two got entangled on the broom at an inappropriate time.

Riding her broomstick back to the castle, Indra summoned her book, which looked like it was about to hit Draco's golden head.

Fortunately, the seeker's reaction speed was relatively fast and he caught it at once, avoiding the end of being knocked unconscious by a different type of Bludger.

"Your... book." Draco gritted his teeth. He thought something was flying over, but he couldn't duck to avoid hitting her on the head, and he couldn't turn around in case she fell!

"Thank you." Indra was not sure whether he was angry or not, so she said in a flattering voice, tilted her head and kissed his neck, then hugged his waist and lay quietly on his back without moving.

Of course she would have stopped her book in time, but Draco caught it first...

Draco was helpless and could not get angry at all, and was calmed down easily.

I just thought, no wonder her patron saint is a fire dragon!

Back in the lake lounge, Indra and Draco told Senna and Chax about the several fire dragons they saw in an enclosure on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"So, only Krum and Diggory don't know yet?" Chucks said.

"Karkaroff doesn't look like someone who will sit back and wait for death. He will definitely go to inquire for his warriors. As for Digory... Hufflepuff people are weak, and most of them will not inquire. Yes." Senna said with an expression that said it was the truth.

Indra said indifferently, "You can tell your brother, he will definitely tell Digory."

"Huh, maybe Ernie thought I was going to please Digory. I'm not asking for trouble."

"You can beat him up." Indra said simply and roughly. Isn't it normal for a sister to educate her younger brother?

"You don't know, we have fought a lot since we were little."

Chucks was sweating on his forehead. Why did he feel that these two people were getting more and more scary? Could exposure to black magic really affect a person's temperament? But he and Draco were completely fine.

It really is a matter of personal nature, right? Black magic often takes the blame for such people.

Draco couldn't listen to such convoluted things and changed the subject by saying, "I wonder how they will use these fire dragons."

"Maybe it's to see who can hold on the longest? Or who can get through the fire dragon's defense?" Indra guessed, "We will know soon."

She looked at him with a smile.

Next Tuesday, the first event of the Triwizard Tournament will be held in the afternoon. All classes in the school have stopped, and the entire castle is immersed in excitement and excitement.

After lunch in the auditorium, everyone walked out of the castle under the leadership of their respective deans, chatting enthusiastically about the content of the competition, walking through the vegetable field, and then walked a long distance along the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Indra brought some warm fruit pies and chips, and asked Draco to hold cakes and puddings for her, ready to eat while watching.

You can imagine that today's game will be very exciting.

Although she knew in advance that there would be fire dragons in the project, she didn't know how the warriors would fight them.

Draco had Quidditch binoculars hanging around his neck. It was dark last time and he couldn't take a close look at the fire dragons.

When they arrived at the paddock, the students from the three schools looked curiously at the spacious venue, wondering what kind of activities would be held here.

In the eyes of Indra and Draco, the empty paddock where the fire dragon was previously kept was transformed by magic in a short time, and the center of the ground turned into a sunken circular arena.

The cement floor of the gladiatorial platform is made up of thick granite stones, which looks very rough. There are some simple lines carved on it, and there are also some tall thin mountains standing there.

A circle of terraced stands was erected around it.

The paddock where a large number of students poured into instantly became noisy. Everyone's noise seemed to disturb something, and a chilling angry roar rang out, piercing everyone's eardrums.

While everyone was stunned, Indra, Draco, Senna and Chucks quickly found a good seat and sat down in a row, putting their food and drinks in front of them.

Just waiting for the game to start.