I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 267

Time always flies by, especially when everyone is praying for it to slow down - no one wants to rush to face those dragons, it's true.

When the noise outside came, Mr. Bagman jumped down from his seat and began to untie the purple silk bag.

"How did it pass so quickly..." Furong said in a low voice, Marilyn beside her nodded hurriedly, and even Durmstrang's classmates thought so.

Louis understood him very well. When he was in the third grade of elementary school, he once wanted to represent the school in a performance. When he was waiting in front of the stage, he felt that the time passed very quickly.

Of course, in the previous life, it was the clarinet performance of the group, and he was the one who made up for it.

"Ladies first—" Bagman drew his voice, hesitating whether to give it to Catherine first, or to Fleur and Marilyn. In the end, he gave the bag to Catherine: "The host is the first priority, I think you should have no objections."

Of course Fleur would have no objection, after all Catherine was her benefactor; and Marilyn would have no objection either—she didn't want to be the first to draw.

She is now crying in her heart, why did she think that Beauxbaton's warrior was a sweet potato, and even shed tears for such a broken position, now she can't wait to go back and give herself a thousand and six hundred and eighty two big mouths .

I regret that there is nowhere to buy the medicine, so I can only wait for the little cutie to be drawn.

Catherine didn't say anything, stood up and bowed slightly to Mr. Bagman, stretched out her jade hand wearing a white lace glove, reached into the bag, and quickly took out a small, lifelike black dragon. The little dragon spread its wings, It bared its tiny fangs at Catherine; around its neck was a number plate with the number one written on it.

Catherine frowned and looked at the little Charmander who was still baring her teeth, showing a hint of displeasure. She didn't like this kind of arrogant guy very much.

"Oh, it seems that our Miss Walley is unlucky, the Hungarian Horntail is the most aggressive dragon type--" Mr. Bagman said with a smile when he saw that he had attracted everyone's attention. "I know what you are expecting. There is none. The Hungarian Horntail is recognized as the most dangerous and aggressive dragon in the world."

As soon as the words fell, the warriors looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the most dangerous ones are taken away...

Then it was the turn of Fleur and Marilyn. Fleur reached out and took out a little green dragon, which looked pretty good and was dozing in her palm—she was the luckiest one, and she got the best Welsh dragon. The green dragon, with a number plate on it, said number three; Marilyn was also lucky, and she drew an Australian opaleye-unlike most dragons who like to live in the mountains, the Australian opaleye lives in the mountains. within the valley.They are about ten meters long and of medium size. They are named "white eyes" because their eyes have no pupils.

This is a less aggressive dragon and rarely kills unless it is very hungry.Its favorite food is sheep, but it has also been known to attack larger prey, though usually when it is hungry.

Marilyn's Aussie opaline has the number four written on it.

Then it was the turn of the two Hogwarts warriors. Cedric seemed to be praying, and he didn't know who he was praying with. Anyway, he touched a small silver-blue dragon—the Swedish Short-nosed Dragon, It said number two; and Harry seemed to be unlucky, the dragon he drew he had seen before, it was a red Norwegian Spinosaurus - the Norbert that Hagrid had raised in the first grade , is a Norwegian Spinosaurus.

The Norwegian Spinosaurus is very dangerous. Although it is not as vicious as some fire dragons, their temperament is quite irritable-they have sharp fangs and like to hunt large animals. They are also the earliest among all fire dragons. Flaming breeds, in other words - they're good at breathing fire.

"Hey, the dragon from my hometown..." Mr. Bagman said with a smile after seeing the little green dragon with long horns that Vasily caught, and immediately made up for it, "Oh sorry, Petrenko Sir, I forgot that you are not Romanian... Well, this dragon is a Romanian Longhorn. They are muscular and strong. Well... As you can see, it has horns on its head. In it When hunting, they like to pierce their prey with dragon horns first, and then spit out flames to roast the prey..."

Hearing this, Vasily shuddered involuntarily.

This is also so frighteningly scary.

The last was Viktor Krum, who drew the Siris Fireball Dragon, also known as the Lion Dragon because of his violent temper.It's smart and has amazing agility, but it's easily provoked - but that doesn't stop it from being dangerous.

Krum didn't say anything. He glanced up at Mr. Crouch and sat back on his seat.

"Okay, you have all got it." Mr. Bagman said, "You have all drawn the fire dragon you are going to face, yes, these things represent the type of fire dragon you are going to face, and the numbers on their necks are Do you understand the order in which you go out to compete? Each of them protects a golden egg. Your task is very simple. Get the golden egg—this task must be completed, because there are clues in the golden egg, without it, you cannot On to the next project..."

"Okay, I'm going to leave you for a while now, because I'm going to be the commentator for the audience...Miss Worley, you are the first one, you walked into that field as soon as you heard the whistle, understand? "

Having said that, Mr. Bagman changed the subject and said gently to Harry, "Harry, can I have a word with you? Come outside."

"Oh... yes..." Harry said blankly, he stood up, and walked out of the tent with Mr. Bagman.

The atmosphere in the tent was about to freeze, and the warriors were unwilling to break the silence—in other words, no one wanted to start talking, and the saying that silence is golden was fully implemented by them at this moment.

I don't know how long it took before Cedric broke the silence first. He laughed and said, "Dragon..."

Then seeing everyone looking at him, he scratched his head and added: "Haha... I hope the dragon we are facing won't go crazy."

"I hope." Krum nodded, glanced at Louis, then lowered his head and stopped talking.

After an unknown period of silence, the whistle sounded. Catherine stood up, glanced at the warriors, and then bowed her head and kissed Louis on the cheek.

"Be careful." Louis said that it was impossible not to be nervous. After seeing the corners of Catherine's mouth curled up, he immediately said, "Forget it, I'll go and have a look..."

He felt more nervous now than going up by himself—seriously, if he went up by himself, he wouldn't be so nervous.It's not that he doesn't trust Catherine, but...he's simply nervous because of concern.

Caring is messed up.

"Good luck, Miss Walley," Fleur said aloud.

Catherine turned her head and smiled at Fleur. At this time, the warriors sent blessings to Catherine one after another, regardless of whether they were sincere or not. Catherine didn't care. She just nodded slightly and walked out of the tent without taking a cloud.

When I went out, I happened to see Harry walking this way.

"Good luck, Catherine." Harry grinned.

"Hmm." Catherine hummed to show that she understood, and took Louis' hand and walked towards the center of the venue.

They walked past the bushes and through a gap in the fence of the field - the field in front of them was much wider than the Quidditch pitch. Louis remembered clearly that this was originally a wasteland, which seemed to be magic. The people in the department worked hard, otherwise how could such a majestic venue be built overnight.

It’s like the Colosseum in ancient Rome—it’s an exaggeration to say it’s the Colosseum. The center of the Colosseum is not so rugged. In the center of the site, there are many rocks, rugged and steep. There was a golden egg on the highest rock, and when the sun shone, the golden egg shone brightly.

And on the top of the golden egg, stands the Hungarian Horntail, which uneasily lowered its body, guarding the golden egg, its wings folded halfway, and its vicious yellow vertical pupils are staring at the golden egg. Walk outside into Catherine on the inside of the field.

"Worley! Worley! Worley!" Hogwarts students yelled Catherine's name frantically. At this moment, the students forgot about the division of houses. Now on the field, only students from Hogwarts Warriors - Catherine Worley.

Louis squeezed up the stands. He separated his classmates all the way and came to the position of the professors. His mother was sitting with Solanlian and Ye Ziyan. The three sisters were chatting and laughing. Don't care about Catherine standing below.

Especially Solanlian, who was still holding a handful of melon seeds.

Louis walked over, hooked Solanlian's side face with his fingers, and asked with some dissatisfaction: "I said Lianne, aren't you worried about Catherine? That's the Hungarian Horntail, the most dangerous fire dragon!"

"Why worry about her?" Solanlian snorted, "You have trained that little girl better than me. I think what we need to worry about is the Hungarian Horntail."

Louis glanced at Solanian helplessly, okay, forget it, there is nothing to say, he looked at the venue with worried eyes, he felt that he could not be so heartless as Solanian, now he Nervous as hell.

However, at an angle that he couldn't see, Solanlian's toes almost tore through the soles of her shoes. She forced herself to pretend that she didn't care, but in fact, she didn't dare to look at the center of the field.

Solanlian was much more nervous than Louis.

Emma knew her good sister's temperament, so she didn't expose her, but poured her a cup of tea.

On the referee's seat, Karkaroff saw Catherine, who was calm and breezy, and muttered with some disdain: "Who does she think she is? Do you really think the first event is just a joke? Look, there's still Wearing a skirt..."

Yes, Catherine is still wearing her regular clothes, and there are even seven or eight green and white bows tied in her hair.When she stood up in front of the Hungarian Horntail, the audience burst into cheers again, and the Slytherins held up the green banner with the name "Katherine Worley" embroidered in gold, and shouted loudly Catherine's name.

It can be regarded as a clear distinction. The position of Slytherin House is full of Catherine's flags or name banners, while the Gryffindor side is all Harry's, and Hufflepuff is all Cedric's things. — Poor Eagle Yard, who seem to be out of place like outsiders, but this does not prevent them from joining the ranks of cheering for Catherine.

Under the background of such a warm atmosphere, there is no school opinion, even if it is Harry or Cedric, they will also cheer for it. After all, at this moment, they are not only representing the school they belong to, but also It represents Hogwarts and fights for Hogwarts.

The size of the Hungarian Horntail is extremely large. From a distance, if the Hungarian Horntail is the size of a palm, then Catherine is even smaller than a little finger in comparison.The whole body of the Hungarian Horntail Dragon was covered with thick scales. It violently twisted its spiked tail and slammed on the ground, leaving several meters long and pitted marks on the hard stone.

"Oh——" the students exclaimed, the giant dragon in front of them could even leave marks on the extremely hard rock, which they did not expect.

"Ladies, gentlemen, students——" Mr. Bagman's voice sounded, "The Triwizard Tournament, which has not been held for many years, has officially started—the current one is the first project of our Triwizard Tournament. That is—to capture the golden eggs in their lairs under the watchful eye of the fire dragons!"

"Of course, this project has a certain degree of danger, but I think our warriors will certainly not be afraid of all difficulties and complete the test of this project-then, I declare that the competition officially begins!"

"The first warrior to play is a warrior from Slytherin House of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry—Miss Catherine Worley. The fire dragon she will face is the most dangerous, notorious, and ferocious fire dragon— —Hungarian Horntail!"

As soon as he finished speaking, cheers broke out on the field, even more enthusiastic than before, and Hogwarts students could still be heard shouting "Woley" in unison.

Louis saw that although Solanlian didn't turn his head to look at the center of the field, he kept glancing there from the corner of his eye.

It's really arrogant, like a mother, like a daughter belongs to it.

The shouts of the students seemed to have angered the fire dragon on the field. The Hungarian Horntail twisted its body restlessly. If it weren't for the iron chain that locked it around its neck, it might not have flapped its wings on the spot, giving the long-haired man in front of him a blow. A little human being shocked by a little fire dragon.

"Roar!" The fire dragon let out a furious howl, and the sound waves caused by the roar stirred up bursts of rocks and gravel. Catherine looked at the roaring fire dragon indifferently, and took out the leaf wand from her pocket without haste.

(End of this chapter)