[HP] Noble

As Harry passed the Slytherin gang surrounded by a group of Gryffindors, Draco raised an eyebrow and said lazily: "We have a lot of tissues ready to cry for you, Saint Potter .”

Pansy's unscrupulous and arrogant laughter attracted the glaring glances of most Gryffindors-and before that, the two houses had been in a truce for quite some time, at least in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, no longer looking for opportunities to challenge each other. Throw a curse.Scorpius rolled his eyes, realized that the short truce was finally over, and everything went back to the original point, Slytherin was still "mean and known for protecting his shortcomings" Slytherin, and Gryffindor was still "rude and brainless" Gryffindor.

Pansy's fiancé, Alpha, patted his friend on the shoulder with a smile. Krum still had a gloomy face. He nodded at everyone - including most of the people in Slytherin, then turned and followed behind Harry and Cedric , Scorpius also saw that beautiful girl, Fleur Delacour, she was pale, she looked very nervous, and swept away her nose that was always up to the sky before - the warriors are far away, they need to enter in advance different from the audience In the waiting tent in the area.

Then there it is decided which dragon they are facing exactly.

The newly-built competition venue has stands higher than the Quidditch field, and the stands are very lively at this moment. Hogwarts students are clustered together instead of sitting in different houses. They occupy most of the seats. .On the more refined stands on the left and right were distinguished guests from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons—compared to the noise of Hogwarts, the students from the other two schools seemed much more reserved.

"—maybe we'll see Durmstrang using the Dark Arts!" cried Pier Aldrin of Gryffindor, as most of his companions looked longingly.

This sentence was heard by most of the people present. To be honest, it was a bit rude.Scorpius looked back at Alpha subconsciously, and unexpectedly found that the other party just smiled and shook his head, and he didn't seem to intend to care about them.Pansy, on the other hand, shook her hair after tsk-tsk twice, raised her chin and put her arm on Alpha's arm—and the latter's smile deepened a bit, and now she looked quite happy for such a scene.

Scorpius stopped in the small space where the pile of Slytherin green robes was gathered, and sat down in the front row where the others had deliberately reserved for them.Scorpius felt a little embarrassed at first, but he quickly calmed down after seeing Draco's natural expression-of course, he was just incidental, the prince's servant or something.

The game hadn't started yet, and Slytherin preferred the two of them whispering to each other rather than the Gryffindors talking loudly and excitedly.Scorpius looked at the yellow sand field full of ravines under his feet, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "The letter said that he once wrote a letter suggesting that Professor Dumbledore hire students who graduated from Durmstrang to do Defense Against the Dark Arts. professor."

Draco didn't look surprised at all, he raised his eyebrows and sneered: "And Dumbledore would never do that."

"I hear he's really thinking about doing it."

"I thought Professor Wen would choose to stay and take up his official position next semester." Pan Xi tilted her head, obviously paying attention to their conversation from just now.

"No, he won't." Scorpius frowned slightly. "He's done enough with my grandfather."

"Although I don't want to admit it, his suggestion is correct." Draco lowered his thick and curly eyelashes, and said flatly, "Only those who know the black magic best can better know how to defeat the black magic." Magic - Talking about it doesn't make people deal with it better. This is why the German Aurors are much better than the British. In previous international Auror skills competitions, the British are always ten thousand years old Two." After saying that, he twitched the corners of his lips mockingly, showing a little bit of meanness.

Scorpius pricked up his ears with interest: "What kind of game is this?"

"It's about the same as the top three leagues." Draco casually said.Scorpius gave him a sideways glance, and decided to ignore him. He squinted his eyes and began to look at the staff behind the guardrail next to the playing field—Wenxin was there of course, and he was walking around the playing field, every time he passed a Every corner leans over to inspect it carefully (“I really think he’s fascinating,” one of Beauxbatons’s girls smiles to her companion in the exquisite seat not an arm’s length from Slytherin), and Deng Principal Bullido, chanting words, held up his magic wand that looked like a dead branch, and shot anti-interference spells one after another towards the playing field, forming a large transparent barrier.Karkaroff stood beside Dumbledore without saying a word, and then Madame Maxime was not with them, she was with Hagrid.

Standing in the stands was Ludo Bagman, from the British Ministry of Magic. Scorpius remembered seeing him on the Quidditch field, and it seemed that he presided over the competition ceremony at that time.

"Look." Pansy tugged at Scorpius' sleeve, and when Scorpius poked his head out, he heard Draco seem to mutter, and then Scorpius let out a scream.

He saw Professor Scoop, and Black... Professor Dog.

"Those two people can't stop for a moment!" Scorpius' eyes widened magically, "Oh, they are embarrassing and thrown on the field!"

Draco immediately stood up and poked his head out beside the handrail. Prince Slytherin narrowed his silver-gray eyes slightly, and hummed very subtly——

In a corner not far from Dumbledore, Professor Snape was still in his strict style - the Tournament couldn't allow him to add any decorations to his forever black robes.At this time, he was trying to snatch a corner of his robe from the mouth of a certain creature, and angrily used the potion brewing hand to slap the creature's shiny black fur on the head, which was very conspicuous, biting the corner of the potions professor's robe Still trying to drag it back like a fool, Scorpius could recognize it at a glance, it was the Animagus state of their Defense Against the Dark Arts assistant professor Blake.

"Oh look, that's funny isn't it? Who's that, I don't know them anyway." Draco said deadpan, then pulled his head back.

Pansy let out a terrifying giggle, and sat back in his seat, because at this time, Bagman had already started announcing the precautions for the game. Scorpius listened casually, and almost every item in it was emphasizing the game The safety of the Warriors and various guarantees.

The first one to be released was the Swedish short-nosed dragon, which was relatively docile and beautiful enough—at least Pansy exclaimed, "It's so cute." Draco sneered, and reminded her emphatically and annoyingly "Professor Hagrid probably thinks so too," Pansy snorted and turned away from him.Scorpius craned his neck, waiting to see who was lucky enough to smoke this easier-

It was Cedric Diggory.

Apparently, Harry told him the specific content of the first project just as he promised, and he acted very calmly. As soon as he entered the scene, he drew out his wand and cast a transfiguration spell on a stone without hesitation. , so the stone turned into a Newfoundland Hound, and he succeeded—"Nice Transfiguration! Professor McGonagall would be proud of you! Boy!" Bagman commented loudly, a large part of his voice The Hufflepuffs were jumping up and down, cheering, screaming and whistling - and it was the other Houses who were applauding, because Hufflepuffs were so busy right now.

Draco applauded implicitly, then let it go immediately.Scorpius took two more shots, and then turned to look at Professor McGonagall, who was sitting a little behind. Obviously, Mr. Bagman's words pleased this old, staid and serious female professor, at least Now everyone can see a little clear smile on the corner of her mouth.

But soon the silver-blue dragon decided to change his goal—and at this time Cedric was almost about to get the golden egg. When he looked up, he was horrified to find a huge dragon rushing towards him with its nose The breath of the dragon burned his robes, and he cast a spell, and some water sprayed from the tip of the wand—

"A spring of clear water—the effect is not very good, maybe someone should tell him that the dragon's breath is not an ordinary flame." Bagman commented regretfully, and then his voice became high again, "He took a risk One risk - oh my goodness, I wouldn't have rolled under a dragon if I had been 20 years younger - but it's okay, look!!! He made it!!! He made it to the golden egg! "

Almost at the same moment when Cedric got the golden egg, all the professors stood up, Dumbledore quickly made the barrier disappear, and countless staff members rushed to the playing field, subduing the angry Swedish short-nosed dragon.

At this point, the Hufflepuffs looked like they were going crazy - maybe they hadn't been this high in their lives.After loud cheers and applause, the three principals and Mr. Crouch raised their wands respectively, and the streamers sprayed out from the tip of the wands were twisted into numbers, which were points for Cedric.

Finally, after the game calmed down, the second dragon was finally released on the field - the Welsh green dragon.This time it was Fleur Delacour who came out, "Oh, look, her hair is tied up!" Scorpius noticed with sharp eyes that Draco glanced at him and shook his head helplessly: "You always It’s about caring about something that doesn’t make up the point.”

"Tell me, what's the point?" Scorpius glared at him sharply, with an unconvinced face, "For example, is she a beautiful girl with Veela blood?"

"To me, she's a walking creature," Draco said dryly. "Now, shut up. I want to watch the game."

In fact, the competition had already started. Fleur was such a beautiful girl. Probably more than half of the boys' attention was on the ponytail that drew a perfect arc as she ran, rather than the magic wand in her hand.

"It's unimaginable that a lady can use such a rude spell!" After Fleur cast an eye sickness spell without hesitation, Bagman commented, and Scorpius swore that he must have seen Madame Maxim glaring at him glance.

Fleur's eye sickness spell succeeded, and the Welsh green dragon was hit at the most vulnerable part. It let out a painful roar, and breathed out long breaths one after another, one of which burned when Fleur went to get the golden egg. her hair, she screamed as if she had been bitten by a dragon.

"—how could it set her on fire!" Ron Weasley protested loudly like an idiot, the corners of Scorpius' mouth twitched, and he was about to ask Draco what he thought, when he turned his head and saw that the platinum noble also frowned slightly Eyebrow, looking worried and...distressed.

Scorpius sneered and turned his face away, but he didn't know that he had actually made a big misunderstanding——

How dare she hurt the dragon?At this moment, Prince Slytherin was thinking angrily, if he attacked the most vulnerable part of this beautiful creature and hurt it, she would be cursed by Merlin for the rest of his life, a woman with a vain appearance!

Just as he was about to say something to the people around him, Draco suddenly realized that he might have to face a back of his head. Is it okay to talk?Draco blinked in bewilderment, and finally had to screw his head back in frustration... What can Goyle tell you?Two-thirds of his mouth is full of cake, and only one-third is used to say stupid things to you without IQ, stupid boy.

In order not to lower his IQ, Draco decided not to correct Scorpius' wrong decision.

He was immediately attracted by the Hungarian Horntail released from the cage—this time, it was Viktor Krum.

"Oops! Potter! Candle Dragon!" Scorpius exclaimed in Draco's ear.

So Draco gloated with a satisfied smile: "Of course the savior should be different."

"Come on, Potter still belongs to Hogwarts anyway." Scorpius accused angrily.

Draco was accused inexplicably, twisting the platinum-blonde head: "What?"

"You shouldn't be treated like this!"

"What discrimination?"

"Humph."

"What are you humming? When did I allow you to use 'humming' instead of answering when I asked a question?" Draco lowered his face and his voice was low, but it was useless because Scorpius' attention Force has been attracted by the competition, Draco shook his eyebrows, and was about to teach him a few more words, but soon he found that his wrist was grabbed, he looked up in a daze, the person who grabbed him seemed to unconsciously—

Krum was chanting a long spell to the Hungarian Horntail, which was trying to break free from the chain.

"Dark magic," Scorpius muttered.

"See?" Draco swept away the gloom and asked back in a good mood.

"I can feel it." Scorpius shrugged. "It's like an adaptation of a hypnotic spell—it's not as simple as just strengthening it."

This time Draco was almost a little surprised. He glanced at the second-year Slytherin boy who was still holding on to him with an almost admiring look, nodded slowly and said, "I can't see, you still A bit of a gift—not quite, but a touch. This is the original full version of the Hypnotism, a black magic used by ancient witches to catch magical animals..." Seems to be touching on a special and sensitive topic, Della Ke's voice stopped abruptly, he cleared his throat, and said unnaturally, "The hypnotic spell we use now is extracted from this spell."

"Can't wizards use this spell?" Scorpius pointed to Krum and asked intently, "But Viktor used it?"

Draco glared at him, seemed to be trying to organize his words, and after a moment, said dryly, "No, wizards don't usually - but if we need to, of course we can."

During the conversation, Krum managed to put the most vicious Hungarian hornet to sleep, its eyelids gradually drooped, and then fell heavily on the ground, as if it had been taught by the previous two contestants. This time, Krum was very careful not to be accidentally injured by the dragon's breath. In less than 10 minutes, Krum got the golden egg unscathed, and Karkaroff looked extremely proud.

There had been a stupefied silence before, and now Bagman said sleepily: "He did it? ... Oh, Merlin, he did it - unscathed, at top speed - the oldest Means." Speaking of this, Bagman blushed as if remembering something, "Another way, but it's obviously good, very good-please referees highlight it!"

Karkaroff showed a "ten" triumphantly, and Scorpius felt that Durmstrang and Slytherin might be distantly related in some sense.

Krum is out.

After the competition field quieted down, Wenxin appeared in the competition field under the expectant eyes of the girls. He frowned slightly and bit his fingertips. Just like what Scorpius had seen before, the red light shot towards the last cage. It was a very huge wooden cage - it exploded in all directions in an instant, raising a cloud of dust - the audience still couldn't see the appearance of the last dragon, because it was covered with several meters long golden runes arts--

It was like a halftime show.

Before the last dragon appeared on the stage, everyone was fortunate to witness the wonderful sword dance. While the white robe was flying, the young man's movements were clean and neat, and his sword spirit was strong.

Scorpius blinked at the intoxicated groans of the girls. It was actually just a symbolic ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, called "Swordsmanship of Worshiping Heaven", and it was a ceremony of praying for blessings to express respect to the emperor.

The last sword stabbed out, and the sword light suddenly turned into a beam of white light and shot into the layers of golden talismans. Before the defensive spell was placed on the field, a strong wind suddenly hung up, and the yellow sand was rolled up, fascinating the audience. Both eyes, Dumbledore's white beard was blown up, he squinted his blue eyes, and only had time to see fiery red scales resembling fish scales appearing behind the yellow sand——

"Hey! Who turned off the lights!" In the chaotic venue, Bagman shouted so abruptly, "I can't see anything! It's pitch black! Is it dark?!"