[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

No matter how many more heads Harry had, he would never have guessed that Moriarty's "Draco" was referring to Dragon.It was Hogsmeade week, and during dinner the next morning, Harry seemed restless, looking at Moriarty frequently.After breakfast, he stopped Moriarty, hesitant to speak.

Moriarty pretended not to know anything, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you, Harry?"

"I have something to tell you..." Harry stammered, looking around, "it's about the game..."

Moriarty pretended to be listening and listened to Harry's recount of what he had seen and heard last night.Six dragons... Harry looked worried. Judging by that expression, if he could, he would definitely persuade Moriarty to quit the competition with him.

After finishing speaking, Harry seemed much more relaxed: "...That's it. I still have to find a way to tell Digory...Can you tell Holmes about it?"

Moriarty promised well in person, but he never went to Sherlock.If he had reminded him like that, and Sherlock still didn't realize what the content of the first level was, he might as well find some way to commit suicide if he had nothing to do.

All were eating lunch in the auditorium on a cold November day.Several deans came to the long table of their colleges and informed the warriors to prepare for the first project.

The sight of the four warriors walking out of the auditorium together was quite spectacular. Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at them together, watching them go out of sight.Professor McGonagall took them over at the door of the auditorium and led them around the Forbidden Forest to a tent.Fleur and Krum were already waiting inside, and they didn't seem to be in very good condition.Ludo Bateman was in there too, and when they were on their feet, he explained what the game was about, and then held up a cloth bag to line them up for the draw.

Inside the bag are six lifelike dragon models.As the students passed by the tent, Moriarty had already drawn his own dragon.It was a Peruvian Vipertooth.

Fleur draws the Welsh Green Dragon, Krum draws the Chinese Fireball, Cedric the Swedish Short-Snout Dragon and Harry the Hungarian Horntail.Moriarty can't remember what they drew in the book, but it should be similar, after all, he and Sherlock are different from this world... Sherlock has drawn a huge dragon, and the model looks very ferocious.Bagman was also a little surprised when he saw it. He introduced that it was a Ukrainian iron belly dragon.

The name fit Sherlock very well, and Moriarty almost laughed.

Unfortunately, Sherlock was number two, and Moriarty was number six.Cedric was the most unlucky, and he was the first to play.The Swedish short-nosed dragon is good at breathing fire, and the temperature of the flame is very high. I don't know what method he will use to get the golden egg from the fire dragon.

Mr. Bagman seemed to be looking for Harry on business, and called him out for a while, and didn't come back until Cedric had gone out to play.With a confused expression on his face, he sat next to Moriarty and couldn't help talking to him: "...Have you figured out what to do?"

Moriarty nodded meaninglessly.

There were bursts of screams and noises outside the tent, and Cedric's situation seemed very dangerous.

"I—I have a plan," said Harry, "but I don't know . . . have you, you and Holmes found a way?"

Sherlock was sitting calmly in a corner of the tent, fingers crossed, gazing down at his model.The gray dragon model was pressed against his knees, turning its crimson eyes from time to time, just looking at it could make people feel dangerous.

"A way?" Moriarty blew on his fingers and said casually, "Oh, maybe there is."

Harry: "...maybe?"

Moriarty turned his face and faced him with a naive look, and said in a particularly righteous tone: "Of course! After all, before today, none of us knew which dragon we were going to deal with, so how could we find out which dragon we were dealing with?" What a universal method!"

Harry felt that he was a little out of his wits: "...then how are you going to pass the competition?" Could it be abstention! ?

Moriarty's tone seemed to be talking about what he ate for lunch today: "Oh, I combined "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" and "Rules for Raising Dragons", "Dragon's Habits and Lineage Tracing", "Guidelines for Selecting Potion Materials"... ...I have memorized them all, and Sherlock should be the same."

Harry: "..." Wait!What the hell! !

Perhaps it was because his expression seemed to be struck by lightning, Moriarty gave him a strange look, and asked in surprise, "You haven't seen it, have you?"

Harry shook his head numbly.

Moriarty gave a dry "Whoah" and threatened maliciously: "Perhaps the Spinosaurus thinks you are less delicious?"

Harry suddenly felt that the whole sky was gray.

Moriarty didn't have to think about it.Obtaining the golden egg is simply a piece of cake for him.Sherlock really has to mourn those books that Moriarty mentioned... For him, if he can't pass the dragon to get the golden egg unscathed, the game is meaningless.

Moriarty was in a good mood.Cheers came, and he smiled at Sherlock as Sherlock walked past him to the field.

Sherlock didn't end too quickly, it took about 10 minutes or so.Moriarty counted the seconds and jotted down the approximate figure.

Harry looked very nervous, especially after the other contestants had all gone out.After the fourth applause from the audience, he too had to leave the tent.Looking at his back, Moriarty always felt that the atmosphere was a bit tragic.

He couldn't help but spend two seconds thinking about it—how did Harry pass the fire dragon in the original book?

Harry finished so quickly that it didn't take long for Moriarty to hear another round of cheers from the audience.He tossed the dragon model in his hand, stuffed it into his robe, and walked to the playing field.

The ground has been specially leveled and fenced.There are tall stands all around, which were built by magic the night before, and can also prevent the fire dragon from accidentally hurting the audience.After the previous few games, there are already many potholes on the ground.The dragon Moriarty was dealing with was sprawled in its lair, its brass-colored scales gleaming.

"Here comes Mr. Moriarty!" cried Mr. Bagman, in a very excited voice. "I assure you he's the youngest contestant ever! He's up against a very vicious dragon, Yes, if he chooses Mr. Porter's response, it will be very bad, because the Peruvian Vipertooth is very fast-sorry, (someone comes to the podium, his voice is slightly quieter) So—how will Mr. Moriarty react!"

Moriarty squatted down and put his model on the ground.He tapped it with his wand and said a spell, and the model turned into a goat and ran towards the dragon.

"Oh," Mr. Bagman was a little surprised, "our youngest contestant used a conventional method...he was going to attract the dragon's attention? In fact, many dragon trainers do this...Peruvian Venomodont likes The goat, however, is very fond of people... oh! what is he doing!"

Following the goat, from the other direction, Moriarty bent over and ran towards the dragon.The fire dragon is also a magical creature with wisdom. Suddenly there was a goat in the field, which of course caught its attention.In order to make the goat behave more naturally, Moriarty let it run for a while, then stopped, and slowly sniffed left and right, looking stupidly looking for food.

But compared to goats, the Peruvian Venomous Dragon prefers, of course, human beings with thin skin and tender flesh.Moriarty wasn't running fast, but was approaching it in a straight line. The Peruvian Vipertooth suddenly became interested, spread its wings, and rushed towards Moriarty.

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience, but Moriarty stopped suddenly, raised his sleeve and spilled a gray-brown powder.The fire dragon's charge was stopped.It flapped its wings hesitantly, as if thinking about whether to risk approaching, but then it found a white figure approaching its lair - the dragon model transformed into a goat by Moriarty was looking down at the eggs. , and then lay down on the egg with peace of mind, looking around vigilantly.

The Peruvian Vipertooth was enraged.The thing brooding female dragons hate most is when others get close to their eggs.It turned around and swooped down toward its nest, picking up the goat.The goat struggled desperately, intending to counterattack.At this moment, amidst the din of the auditorium, Moriarty charged at the fire dragon again, aiming his wand at the goat several times in a row, first releasing the transformation, and then casting a magnifying spell on the model!

The Peruvian Venomodont let out a deafening roar.After all, the fire dragon model does not have the attack power of a real dragon, but the suddenly enlarged model still opened its mouth in an instant, breaking a few long teeth.In an instant, flames shot out from its huge mouth, burning the model to ashes.While the fire dragon was roaring, Moriarty had already hugged the golden egg and ran back with difficulty!

Anyone could see that Moriarty's movements were a bit slow.He was the shortest and thinnest among all the contestants, and the golden egg was so heavy... For a moment, the audience was full of worry.

Sure enough, when running across a shallow pit, Moriarty stumbled.At this time, the fire dragon also found the thief who stole the golden egg. Although there were more eggs to guard, it did not catch up, but it shot a flame at Moriarty's back !

The flame just hit Moriarty's arm.Moriarty's face suddenly turned pale, but he continued to run while holding the golden egg without saying a word.The dragon trainers rushed over from where they were waiting to appease the irritable fire dragon.Professor McGonagall was waiting by the fence, and to his surprise, Snape was also there.

Professor McGonagall seemed to have not breathed for a long time. After seeing him, he let out a long breath.She touched Moriarty's head with trembling hands pitifully, and said, "It's too dangerous, Mr. Moriarty... Do you need someone to help you hold the golden egg for a while? Before the score comes out, I miss you." We should go to Madam Pomfrey first...it's there, Professor Snape, can you accompany him?"

Snape walked over in silence, and took the golden egg in Moriarty's hand roughly.Moriarty obediently lowered his head, followed behind him, and walked towards the emergency tent.

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