The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

"Our warriors are back!"

Draco was standing guard at the door, and when he saw John appear, he immediately cheered.

Goyle and Crabbe were still waving their wands.

After two explosions, colorful ribbons spurted out from the tips of their staffs.

John was startled.

He had already reached into his robes and was about to pull out his wand and fight back.

When other people in the common room heard the noise, they all rushed over.

"warrior!"

"Champion of Slytherin!"

"Honour belongs to Slytherin!"

……

They screamed and cheered, and the overflowing enthusiasm almost overwhelmed John.

It was only then that John realized that the entire Slytherin common room had a completely new look.

There were silver and green decorations everywhere, and even the giant monster's head above the fireplace was crowned with a laurel wreath.

There is also a large table in the center of the lounge.

It is filled with various snacks and many sealed bottles.

Their labels have been torn off.

However, judging from the color of the liquid reflected by the light shining through the bottle, it was definitely not juice.

"John, this is specially prepared to celebrate your becoming a warrior!"

Draco said, opening his arms.

Looking at the smiling faces in front of him, John felt much better.

He glanced at the bottles on the table and smiled pointedly:

"You are so brave."

Draco winked and said:

"The honor of the Triwizard Tournament will soon belong to Slytherin! On a good day like today, I think even Professor Snape won't make things difficult for us, right?"

The surrounding Slytherins immediately cheered and echoed.

John smiled and shook his head.

Snape would definitely go crazy if he saw Draco and others dare to bring wine into the lounge to have a party.

But at this time, Snape would never come to the Slytherin common room.

Even if he finds out later, he will most likely pretend not to know.

This is not just because Snape is now busy ensuring the safety of John and others during the Triwizard Tournament.

It's because he also knows that the Slytherins will definitely play crazy tonight.

And he did not object to this kind of celebration of John.

"John! Our warrior! Come and take your seats! Everyone is waiting for you!"

Draco diligently guided John to his seat.

All the Slytherins along the way also moved out of the way.

John didn’t resist, he sat down with a smile and asked:

"The Triwizard Tournament hasn't started yet? How can you be sure that I can definitely bring honor back to Slytherin?"

"Do you even need to ask? You are John!" Draco straightened his chest and said, "You are all the contestants, such as Scarhead, Krum, and that disgusting woman from Beauxbatons. Each of them counts, who is your opponent?"

"That's right! John is the strongest! I can't think of anyone else who can compete with John!"

Another Slytherin beside him echoed.

John recognized him.

He is the seventh-year boy prefect in Slytherin this year.

But right now, he doesn't have the air of a prefect, but instead looks like John's biggest fan.

John just smiled politely at him, causing his face to turn red with excitement.

"Oh, by the way!" Draco said as if he remembered something again, "We also have to thank Alice! Without her help, John wouldn't even be able to register!"

As soon as this was said, the other Slytherins also became interested.

They surrounded Alice and pulled her to sit at the table, thanking her vigorously.

"You have misunderstood. My machine actually...actually didn't work at all. This credit does not belong to me..."

Alice explained hurriedly.

She looked a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

It's quite interesting to be honest.

John had never seen anything like it on her face.

It's a pity that no matter how she explains it, the Slytherins don't want to believe it.

"Don't worry, Alice! You don't have to be so humble in front of us!" Draco laughed, "We won't give you away, you are our Slytherin's great benefactor!"

Alice opened her mouth, but the words she finally continued to explain failed to come out, and she could only sigh.

John also stopped smiling at this time.

He pushed aside the noisy crowd and asked Alice seriously:

"Are you sure that's not the name you gave me, Michelle and Harry?"

Alice raised her head and looked at John, nodded seriously and said:

"I really don't. The Goblet of Fire's ability to detect forgeries is too strong, and I can't do it with my [Confusion Spell]."

John stared into Alice's eyes.

After a long time, he nodded and confirmed that Alice was not lying.

Alice also saw that John believed it.

This made her breathe a sigh of relief.

Now she is working hard to improve her image in John's mind.

She didn’t want John to misunderstand her because of this matter.

"Don't be too happy too soon." John added, "Just because I believe you is of no use. I guess Dumbledore will summon you tomorrow and ask you in detail about the Goblet of Fire and cheating registration. You still want to Think about how to deal with the inquiry tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, the smile that had just risen on Alice's face disappeared again.

She nodded to John, said thank you, and then fell into thinking.

At the same time, under Draco's instigation, the celebration party in the Slytherin common room officially began.

That night, everyone stayed up late into the night.

Everyone was having a great time thanks to the large piles of butterbeer, starlight wine and firewhiskey Draco had brought.

People don’t even have to worry about side effects such as headaches and nausea caused by excessive drinking.

Because John also prepared a large number of hangover potions for everyone on the spot, so that everyone could act like normal people tomorrow without the professors seeing any flaws.

The next day, as John expected, Alice was summoned to the principal's office by Dumbledore.

She stayed there all morning.

It wasn't until noon that she appeared in the auditorium dejectedly.

"Explain clearly?"

John asked as he cut into the steak.

Alice sat next to John, gnawing on a piece of potato and said:

"Dumbledore took away the alchemy machine I made, confirming that it was indeed impossible for me to deceive the Goblet of Fire. Now, I should be no longer suspicious in the minds of the professors. But..."

Before Alice could finish her words, a white palm pressed on her shoulder.

"Alice!"

Michelle's energetic and cheerful voice rang out, "Thank you so much! I didn't expect that you could actually successfully sign up for me!"

John looked back and realized that it wasn't just Michelle who was here.

And Harry, Ron, Hermione, George...

Almost all the people John knew in Gryffindor came.

"We knew it," George and Fred said to each other, "you can definitely do it! Maybe we should ask you for some alchemy knowledge, if you are willing to teach it."

Michelle poked Fred and then said:

"We are here to thank Alice, not to trouble her!"

While talking, Michelle took out a huge bulging brown paper bag from the Seamless Stretch Spell bag that Michael gave her last year and stuffed it into Alice's arms.

"These are all my favorite candies!" Alice said happily, "Please accept it, Alice, thank you again!"

Then Harry was held down by her and thanked Alice.

Alice murmured for a while, then finally nodded, and then looked at John with a wry smile.

The meaning is already obvious.

Although Alice got rid of the suspicion among the professors.

But the students all firmly believed that she was the one who registered for John, Michelle and Harry.

This made her a little embarrassed and uncomfortable.

The movement here has also attracted more and more students around.

Everyone gathered around and started shouting the names of John, Michelle and Harry.

These are all Hogwarts warriors!

With so many Hogwarts warriors participating, the probability of Hogwarts winning this Triwizard Tournament will be greatly increased.

This is an honor that belongs to everyone at Hogwarts!

Of course, the Hufflepuffs would not come to join in the fun.

They have their own warrior - Cedric!

And in their opinion, Cedric is the only warrior in Hogwarts.

As for John and others, they are all cheaters.

Therefore, they were dismissive of John and others, and some people even deliberately said weird words around them, and even Alice was complained about a few times.

John didn't care about this situation.

Hufflepuff's level of eccentricity is really bad.

He couldn't even stir up the slightest commotion in his heart.

What's more, in John's opinion, this part of the Hufflepuff who ran over to him was just plain sour.

The more they talk, the more fragile they become.

Michelle thought the same thing.

Although she is a little simpler, she is not stupid.

In some ways, her ability to see through people's hearts is even stronger than John's.

However, Harry was different.

He doesn't have the big heart of John and Michelle.

The sinister words of the Hufflepuffs around him pierced his heart like knives, causing him to lower his head in pain.

Seeing this, John shook his head and suggested that we continue the conversation in another place.

Harry and Michelle agreed immediately.

Alice also said that she would leave with him.

She also didn't like staying here anymore, but unlike Harry, she couldn't stand the compliments given to her by the Slytherin and Gryffindor students.

After all, she really wasn’t the one who signed up for John and Michelle.

The more others praise her, the more embarrassed she becomes.

Several people walked out of the castle and started walking around the Black Lake.

Harry and Alice both looked worried.

Michelle and Ron chatted non-stop, discussing the content of the first project of the upcoming Triwizard Tournament.

John and Hermione played more of a listener role at the scene.

They smiled and listened to Michelle's story, adding a few words from time to time to make the chat atmosphere better.

Before they knew it, they had arrived near Hagrid's hunting ground.

It was only then that they discovered that Beauxbatons' giant carriage had been parked in Hagrid's hunting ground.

The huge elephant-like Pegasus horses that were pulling the carriage were roaming in a temporary enclosure next to the carriage.

"The Beauxbatons people have always lived in carriages. They will only enter Hogwarts Castle when necessary for meals or activities."

As Alice spoke, she glanced at the 'ghost ship' docked in the Black Lake, "The same is true for Durmstrang. Obviously, they can't trust Hogwarts."

"What's so great!" Michelle pouted and said angrily, "We still can't trust them!"

"That's right! We still can't trust them!"

Ron echoed loudly.

He is now almost becoming Miss Shafiq's repeater.

Alice smiled when she heard this and did not reply.

Michelle looked at John again, hoping to get John's approval.

However, at this time, John's eyes were looking at a figure beside Beauxbatons' carriage.

He always felt that that person looked familiar to him.

"Wait a minute -" John raised his eyebrows and said in disbelief, "That can't be Hagrid, right?"

As he spoke, John walked towards the figure.

Michelle and others quickly followed after hearing this.

After getting closer, almost everyone, including John, let out an exclamation.

Because Hagrid was wearing his best (and very ugly) fuzzy brown suit with a yellow and orange plaid tie.

To top it off, he apparently used a ton of grease to try and smooth out his hair.

But his technique is too poor.

This resulted in his hair being slicked back into two strands, almost too bizarre to describe.

"It's you, you're here."

Hagrid looked a little distracted.

While he was feeding the Pegasus, he was talking to John and others, but his eyes were always locked on Beauxbatons' carriage.

It's obvious that you can't accomplish anything by multitasking like this.

John saw that he poured all the whiskey that was supposed to be fed into the Pegasus' mouth into the Pegasus' nose, causing the Pegasus to jerk its head and hit Hagrid.

"Oh - I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it. I hope you won't complain to your master."

Hagrid said in a panic, while still rubbing the Pegasus' nose.

His massage techniques were very professional, and he quickly calmed the Pegasus.

This made Hagrid let out a long sigh of relief, and glanced at the Beauxbatons carriage with a guilty conscience.

All his actions fell into the eyes of John and others.

Michelle and Harry both stepped forward and asked Hagrid concernedly what was going on.

After all, his actions and clothing are too weird.

The corners of John's mouth slowly rose.

"My dear Hagrid," John joked, laughing, "it looks like you are in love!"

"Love?!"*4

Harry, Ron, Michelle, and Hermione shouted out almost in unison.

"Shh-"

Hearing this, Hagrid hurriedly covered their mouths, "Don't let Ms. Maxim hear it!"

"So, you are in love with Ms. Maxim?"

As John spoke, the corners of his mouth raised even more.

This thing is so joyful.

Hagrid and Maxim are so well matched physically.

But there is a huge difference in status.

Moreover, Maxim had just had a conflict with John, Dumbledore and others last night.

To be honest, John really wanted to see her with Hagrid, it would be interesting.

Others were also amazed when they heard this.

Then the discussion started about how strong the children born from Hagrid and Maxim would be.

This is really an interesting topic. Both of them are so strong. The child born after joining forces will definitely be the strongest Hercules in the world!

"I guess that baby weighed fifty pounds when he was born!"

Ron said confidently.

This number was so outrageous that it made John and others laugh.

Hagrid rarely blushed, scratched his head and muttered in a low voice:

"Please help me keep it a secret. I...I haven't pursued success yet..."

Michelle and others all swore the oath.

John walked around Hagrid a few times, looked at him carefully, and finally shook his head and said:

"Hagrid, are you going to pursue Ms. Maxim like this?"

"Is there anything wrong with this?" Hagrid looked down at his clothes, "This is already my best clothes."

"Of course not! Honestly, it's so ugly!"

John criticized mercilessly, then smiled mysteriously and said, "But it doesn't matter, I can help you."