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Dumbledore and Errol took Harry back to Hogwarts.

The frightened Harry was taken to the site of the Triwizard Tournament - Madam Pomfrey was present at the moment. After all, the opponent was a fire dragon, and medical personnel must be on standby at any time.

When Errol took Harry to the medical tent, Poppy Pomfrey was treating Fleur's burns on her legs.

Seeing Errol come in, Fleur showed a smile on her face,

"Ello! I succeeded!"

Fleur used her Veela blood to put the fire dragon to sleep and successfully obtained the golden egg. If the sparks from the fire dragon's snoring hadn't set her skirt on fire, she might have gotten a high score.

"Congratulations, Miss Delacour."

Errol didn't say much and turned to look at Madam Pomfrey.

"Ma'am, Harry Potter has just suffered a very horrific thing. Can you please check on him?"

……

When Dumbledore returned to the arena, Viktor Krum's game had not yet begun, and the staff were moving the last fire dragon into the arena.

On the rostrum, Professor McGonagall took his place on the referee's bench. When he saw him coming back, he immediately stood up and gave up his seat.

"Dumbledore! Where have you been?"

Karkaroff complained,

"Minerva McGonagall's rating scale is too loose! She just gave Beauxbatons a nine!"

Professor McGonagall stopped, turned around and glanced at Karkaroff, then raised her chin slightly, straightened her back and left - she had nothing to explain, and she didn't want to argue with a villain.

Dumbledore asked Bagman: "How many points did Miss Delacour score?"

Ludo Bagman replied: "41 points."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, "Not bad."

He looked at Karkaroff. This man must have given him a low score - he dared to only give 6 points for Errol's performance, so Fleur Delacour might be given a few points by him.

"If it were me, I would probably give it the same high score as Minerva."

Dumbledore said this and gave his own opinion.

Karkaroff's mouth twitched and he stopped talking. He looked towards the field, hoping that Krum's performance would be able to overtake Fleur Delacour——

Although he wants to curry favor with Dumbledore and Hogwarts, that doesn't mean he doesn't want to be in the limelight.

However, it backfired.

Viktor Krum successfully hit the fire dragon's eye with the Eye Spell,

But this also caused the fire dragon to completely go berserk.

Krum used his hard-trained skills to get the golden egg with difficulty, but to the naked eye, he was the most embarrassed among the three warriors.

Many of the dragon eggs in the dragon's nest were trampled to pieces by the angry fire dragon!

There is a saying that the prize money of the Triwizard Tournament is one thousand gold galleons. If the dragon egg that was trampled to pieces in this game is real, then the championship prize money is not even enough to pay the compensation.

……

……

After dinner.

In Harry's bedroom.

Neville sat on his bed, the quilt covering his legs.

Harry, Ron, Seamus and others gathered around him.

Different from the "Neville" they saw this semester, the boy in front of them was at least three times thinner than before. His chubby face no longer existed, and his face had become sharp and angular.

"Oh, Neville, I'm sorry, you were imprisoned in that bag for so long, and we didn't even notice!"

Ron pointed to a cowhide bag next to Neville's bedside table. Obviously, this was a cowhide bag that fit the Weasley family's aesthetic, because it could hold things very well.

"No, it's me who should apologize,"

Neville's voice was weak;

"If I hadn't been separated from my grandma in Diagon Alley, I wouldn't have been controlled by Barty Crouch Jr. with the Imperius Curse. Harry was kidnapped and Voldemort came back. It's all my fault!"

Harry shook his head,

"Neville, how can I blame you? I didn't suffer much, but you were locked in the bag for so long. It must be difficult, right?"

Neville closed his eyes in pain. He had memories when he was controlled by the Imperius Curse. Obviously, this memory was not a good one.

Ron picked up the cowhide bag,

"Neville, this is the 'house' where you have lived for several months. Can I visit it?"

Neville's expression changed drastically:

"Ron, don't..."

But Ron had already untied the rope and stuck his head in. After a second, he raised his head with a pale face and tied the bag again with superb hand speed.

At this time, Neville was blushing terribly.

"Ron, what's wrong?"

asked Seamus Finnigan, the little prince of explosions.

Ron swallowed and looked at Neville. Seeing Neville's expression of resistance, Ron forced a smile and stammered:

"No, it's nothing. There's nothing in it except some domestic garbage."

——Neville is imprisoned in a cowhide bag. Although Barty Crouch Jr. will feed food and water regularly, if you think about it, you will know that Barty Crouch Jr. will not help Neville clean up at all.

The rotting food residue and the overwhelming stench made Ron unable to even see clearly what was in the cowhide bag, because his eyes were almost blinded by the smoke.

The door was pushed open, and Errol walked in surrounded by the twins - men and women at Hogwarts are so unequal, girls can enter the boys' dormitory at will, but boys cannot enter the girls' dormitory.

"Hey Neville, look who's here?"

Neville did not expect Aerol's arrival.

"Oh, it's Errol,"

Neville smiled. He wasn't used to slimming his face yet, so his smile was a bit wide.

"I have to celebrate that you got the highest score in the first test."

"Neville, I brought you something delicious to eat,"

Aerol said,

"I think you need good food more now."

A small low table with gold edges suddenly appeared on Neville's bed.

Various delicacies appeared on the low table.

"Thank you, Errol."

Neville was grateful that Errol didn't mention his imprisonment.

Because this is not a good thing.

"So many delicious foods?"

Ron's eyes lit up - boys at this age are quite greedy.

"Ello, can I rub a little?"

Ron asked.

Errol shrugged.

"Consider today a celebration banquet. Eat whatever you want. If it's not enough, I'll ask the house elf to bring it to you!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The boys celebrated happily, and it was only at this moment that Neville felt that he had finally climbed out of hell.

Errol chuckled and secretly replaced the juice in front of her with wine.

Seeing everyone's excitement, she felt much more comfortable.

Don't make such a stupid mistake next time. When she first crossed the Shifang Continent, if she had been as negligent as this time, she and Xu Nuo would have died long ago.