[HP] The Elegance of the Night

In the following time, Igil remained silent. He didn't know how to comfort his roommate. In fact, when he saw the transaction between Mr. Bagman and the goblin, Igil had a moment of joy in his heart. .Dumbledore announced the rules of the game. The order of appearance of the heroes in the second and third competitions is closely related to the previous scores. If Harry can get a high score, he will be able to seize the opportunity in the game and get closer than others. trophy.

"They all want Potter to win, Igil. Even the referee..." Draco's words made Igil breathless with guilt.They walked all the way back to Hogwarts Castle in silence, until after dinner, Igil just lay on the bed tossing and turning.

Regarding the shady scene of the game, although Igil had a solution in his heart, he never mentioned a word to Draco.In fact, they didn't talk about it all day long. What Draco talked about most was the dragons, their color, their age, their living habits.Igil couldn't interrupt Draco's eloquence, he didn't want Draco's sparkling eyes to dim because of his disappointment.

Early the next morning, Draco got up earlier than usual to let the owl carry a freshly written letter.At breakfast time, when Draco looked at Mr. Bagman at the staff table, his face was already normal, and there was even a hint of arrogance in his expression.Mr. Bagman happily cut a piece of sausage and put it in his mouth. When he opened the letter sent by the owl, his face changed slightly. He looked around, and then carefully folded the parchment and put it in his pocket.

Draco withdrew his gaze, took a sip of the black tea in front of him, and concealed the contemptuous arc of his mouth.Igil knew that Draco had already solved the problem.

The next thing they had to think about was how to deal with a fire dragon. Pansy complained to them more than once that Granger and Krum searched for dragon-related materials in the library, and sometimes they had a good conversation.She guessed that the first game had something to do with dragons.That was true, but Draco hadn't once borrowed a book on the subject, and his love of dragons had given him a good grasp of each dragon's weaknesses.Draco was more wand-waving, practicing spells in the space provided by the Room of Requirement.

Professor Trelawney told the students in half a class in the divination class that judging from the relative positions of Mars and Saturn at that time, people born in July would be in great danger of sudden and tragic death.This time she got Harry's birthday right, but no one took her seriously anymore.

Draco played with a live beetle with his fingers, which he picked up to play with, and it was perched on the window sill outside the divination classroom.Draco used the Transfiguration Charm to turn it into a snail, and back again. He practiced his Transfiguration Charm repeatedly until the end of the divination class, leaving the dying bug on the small desk in the classroom.

"Igil, if you lend me the basilisk, I will definitely win the game." That night, when Igil asked how sure his roommate was about the game, Draco joked that he After practicing the spell for a while, I went to bed early, planning to recharge my energy for tomorrow's game.

The next morning, the atmosphere in the school was very tense and excited. Draco would meet classmates who wished him well everywhere he went. The morning class seemed to slip by in the blink of an eye. At lunchtime, Snape strode to Snape Leitlin's dining table and asked Draco to prepare for the venue below.

"Good luck, Draco, you will succeed." Igil smoothed out the creases on Draco's clothes and said, "Be careful."

"I'll be careful, Igil." Draco straightened his back proudly, winking at Igil.

When Draco walked out of the hall, several other warriors also left the table one after another. Harry slowed down as he passed the Slytherin table, and looked at Igil with a twinkle.

"Good luck." Regardless of politeness or friendship, when Igil said this to Harry, the blue-eyed boy nodded happily and walked away unhurriedly.

"I feel that the smell of gunpowder in the air has faded a lot recently," Pansy wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and she watched the Gryffindor cub leave wonderingly, "Is it because we have a common opponent?"

"Maybe." Whatever the reason, Igil would like to see such a change, and there are enough things to worry about now.

After everyone had finished their lunch, Dean Snape led the young wizards of the Snake Court to the place on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Last year, at this place, the half-blood giant Hagrid had introduced the Hippogriff to them. .A large tent was erected beside the bushes on the site, and the towering tent blocked everyone's curious sight outside.

"That's where the warriors are preparing, follow me, hurry up." Snape led them around the tent.The students chatted and laughed excitedly, until they sat down on the temporary stand built with magic, they were still buzzing with each other.

There is a long table and five armchairs at the front of the stand. After arranging the students, the teachers of the school sat in the first row of the stand. When the three principals and two officials from the Ministry of Magic sat on the referee the five armchairs at the table.Ludo Bagman cast a "loud voice" on himself, announcing the first match of the Triwizard Tournament—the official start!

"Look!"

"Oh, Merlin!"

"I must still be dreaming..."

"too frightening!"

The young wizards were amazed. A dozen or so adult wizards transported a silver-blue dragon to the center of the venue. They retreated far away, cast a spell on the dragon together, and then ran away quickly.

"Roar!" The fire dragon woke up, its outstretched wings formed a huge shadow on the ground, and there was a lot of noise in the auditorium, but these voices did not arouse the fire dragon's interest.It crouched and guarded its nest of eggs, and among the stone-coloured dragon eggs was mixed a distinctive golden egg.

"Today is the first match of the Triwizard Tournament. I am Ludo Bagman. It is a great honor to serve as the referee and commentator for this match." Bagman got up and waved to the audience, then sat down again down.

"Prior to this, our warriors have already determined the order of appearance by drawing the small model of the fire dragon. Their task today is to pick up the golden egg! ... Yes! Take the golden egg from the fire dragon!" Bagman said. After a new round of noise stopped, he continued, "By the way, these golden eggs are very important, and they are related to the second game..." His tone seemed to be saying, I don't tell ordinary people, The little wizards laughed happily, and the atmosphere at the scene was harmonious.

"Okay, let's welcome the first warrior of the Triwizard Tournament to the field. What he will face is the Swedish short-nosed dragon you see in front of you. He is a warrior from the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. — Draco Malfoy!"

Overwhelming applause and cheers sounded, and Draco appeared amidst the roar of the crowd with his head held high and his wand tightly clenched.

"Merlin, Merlin!" Pan Xi pinched her small fan nervously. Although Igil was calm and composed, his heart was beating wildly in his chest.

"He used an invisibility spell... oh, he changed his mind," explained Bagman.The silver-blue Swedish short-nosed dragon stared at Draco vigilantly from the moment he appeared on the stage. It protected its nest, its wings were half retracted, and it maintained a posture that could be attacked or defended.

Draco walked to a pile of rocks at the edge of the field, and he stopped there to challenge the fire dragon, but the female dragon just snarled at him, protecting the egg with its clawed front legs.

Draco chanted a spell and waved his wand. Under everyone's gaze, his figure gradually faded until he disappeared completely, but after a few seconds, he reappeared.

"Oh, oh...very bold...too dangerous...oh, my God!" Bagman suddenly stopped talking, screaming, breathing, silence... The wizards in the stands stared wide-eyed.Pansy covered her mouth in disbelief.Igil's heart sank suddenly.

"Draco..."

Draco, who showed his stature, began to run around the field, which had little effect. Even though the fire dragon was attracted by him and moved a few steps, it never left its nest too far.

boom!A dragon's breath shot out to Draco in an instant, and his constant provocation annoyed the big guy.Where the flames passed by, white mist curled up, and even the air was steamed by the high temperature, distorting the perspective.In full view, Draco was hit...

"This is... oh!" Bagman let out a sigh, the white smoke cleared, and there was a big rock where Draco was.

Draco is gone!Spectators in the stands looked around for their champion.

"Look, there it is!" Someone soon spotted the platinum-haired boy, who came out from the rock pile with the golden egg in his arms, and waved at them.

"Very wonderful... very wonderful transfiguration spell!" Bagman said excitedly, his words were drowned out by deafening applause, forcing him to make his voice louder, "Look everyone! That Swedish short-nosed dragon There was a golden egg in the nest, oh...it's turned to stone now, but it hasn't found it yet."

There was laughter in the stands, and seven or eight wizards walked to the range where they could cast, and cast a stun spell on the fire dragon.Madam Pomfrey was carrying a medicine chest and talking to Draco, the platinum-haired boy shook his head and pointed in the direction of the Slytherin auditorium.

The following is the time for the referee to score, and the highest score for each person shall not exceed 8 points.The first referee, Madame Maxime, raised her wand into the air.A long silver ribbon-like thing erupted from the wand, twisting to form a large "[-]".

Bagman did not explain, probably because he was afraid of affecting the players who were going to compete next.Mr. Crouch was next to score.He sprayed a "9" into the air.

When the referees were scoring, Draco squeezed into the stands from the narrow aisle holding the golden egg. The students of Hogwarts cheered him, and the confetti that was thrown into the air floated on his clothes and on the hair.

"Thank you... oh, please let me go..." After moving all the way with difficulty, Draco finally walked through the not-so-long road and came to the Slytherin territory.

"Malfoy, you are our king!" The girls kept casting their admiring gazes on him. If the game wasn't still going on, the boys even wanted to carry him into the castle.

"It's perfect, no one can surpass you, Malfoy!"

"Please sign my hat, Lord Malfoy!"

People continued to congratulate him on his wonderful performance with gorgeous rhetoric and exciting language.When Draco came to Igil's side, he was already sweating in the cold November wind, and he was sitting on the vacant bench between Igil and Pansy with a smile, looking particularly proud.Igil reached out and picked out the colored paper stuck to his platinum-blond hair bit by bit.

"Ten! Mr. Bagman scored a perfect score!" Crabbe and Goyle stood up and cheered, their tall bodies blocked the people behind them tightly.Draco looked at the referee who had made a deal with the goblin a few days ago with a smile on his face, and he didn't seem surprised at all that he got a high score.

Karkaroff raised his wand and gave an eight-point score like Mrs. Maxim. This score is not high, but the first player always suffers a bit in terms of scoring. People don't know what the following warriors will give. What a wonderful performance everyone brought, so even Dumbledore only scored nine points conservatively.

The next contestant was Beauxbaton's silver-haired girl with Veela blood. She hypnotized the fire dragon with magic and actions, but a flame from the fire dragon's snoring burned her skirt.As soon as Krum came on the field, he directly hit the most vulnerable eye of the fire dragon.The fire dragon struggled painfully and crushed half of the real eggs.

Draco looked at the broken dragon egg in pain, and his impression of Krum fell into a trough instantly. When Karkaroff gave a score of [-], the audience at Hogwarts booed.

"Eccentricity!" many people shouted, and Durmstrang's students stood up and applauded without any shame.

The last one was Harry Potter. He summoned a broomstick and showed everyone his superb flying skills. Unfortunately, the Hungarian Horntail not only has a dragon's breath, but also a spiked tail. There were screams from the stands as the long spikes dug into Harry's shoulders and tore through his robes.

"Igil, it seems that I won the first match." Draco finally heaved a sigh of relief as he looked at Harry who was being led into the second tent by Madam Pomfrey with his hands on his shoulders.

To Igil's surprise, Mr. Bagman also gave Harry a perfect score. The Horntail drawn by Harry Potter was the fiercest of the four dragons, because he gave Fleur and Krum a score of [-]. For the sake of nine points, this score seems to be justified.

The final scorer was Karkaroff, the Headmaster of Durmstrang School, who paused for a moment with his wand raised.

Then, a silver number - "4" - spewed out from the tip of his wand.