94 hp Diagon Alley

Everyone got scammed? "

George and Fred immediately understood the most critical core of this matter. Why did Bagman cheat | cheat?

"Either he's very greedy—I'm sure of that—" Fred pulled out three of his red hairs.

"—but he doesn't look very brave, or he's in trouble." George rubbed his chin red.

"Find it out, gentlemen." Gwen looked at the twins with scorching eyes, "We have to have something to do with him. Otherwise, with our three underage wizards, we will never return those Galleons."

No matter what method Fred and George plan to use to find out the news, Gwen is not going to intervene for the time being.She clicked her wand, a row of numbers appeared in the air, and she exclaimed: "I have to go, another week of confinement—and Professor Snape, I'm afraid I'll have to go down the stairs to make it in time." She rushed Fred waved his hand, then gave George a kiss on the cheek, "Don't forget you have labor too, George, goodbye."

"Yeah," George snorted dissatisfiedly, "that old bat separated us on purpose, I want to spend a wonderful night with Filch."

Fred watched Gwen's back, and teased George with great interest: "Let me think about it, this is the first time we haven't been punished together? I can't help being a little curious—" But when he saw George's After preparing to talk about it, he lost interest, "Come on, as long as you are happy, you don't have to explain the details to me." Fred said while clutching his stomach and vomiting.

Early on Tuesday morning, Gwen and her friends - almost half Gryffindors - headed to the field for the first event of the Triwizard Tournament early, and they put a lot of thought into cheering Harry up.

Dean used his strengths to draw a huge, lifelike lion, and Hermione used a few advanced transfiguration spells to animate the big head.Gwen simply asked Colin for a close-up photo of Harry, blown up and tucked in his shaggy lion's mane.Fred and George made a few sparklers so that they would explode next to the lion's head without making a sound-fortunately they were concerned that the dragon might be attracted by the sound of the fireworks.

When Harry walked into the arena nervously throwing up, the only thing he saw was the big lion roaring with his own face in the stands, a trick that Dumbledore seemed to really like.

What will he do?Gwen couldn't help being nervous, did you use the eye disease spell?Krum did, but obviously he looked embarrassed enough.

"Hungarian Horntail!" shrieked Hermione, "the most dangerous of all dragons!"

"His luck has never been very good." Gwen complained to George.

At the other end of the field, the Hungarian Horntail stood impressively.It crouched low, guarding its nest of eggs, its wings half-folded, its vicious yellow eyes fixed on Harry.It was a gigantic lizard-like reptile covered in scales.It violently twisted its spiked tail, leaving several meters of potholes on the hard ground.

There was an uproar in the auditorium.

Ron turned pale, and said in a bad voice, "Can't they keep their voices down! That dragon looks like it's going to eat Harry!"

Harry in the arena raised his wand.

"Firebolt|Arrow!" he shouted.

"Flying Curse?" Gwen yelled incredulously, "From the broom shed to here? Impossible..."

In response to her questioning was the broom whizzing through the air, rounding the edge of the Forbidden Forest, flying quickly into the field, and came to a sudden stop in mid-air beside Harry.

He swooped down.The hornet's head moved with him.Harry seemed to know what it was trying to do, stopping the dive just in time and leaping up.A cloud of fire erupted, and if he didn't dodge it in time, he would be shot straight, but Harry acted nimbly as if it was just dodging a Bludger.

"My God, he flies so well!" Bagman shouted -- and the audience gasped and gasped. "Did you see that, Mr. Crumb?"

Harry circled higher and higher, the Horntail's eyes still following him, its head circling round and round on its long neck - if he kept going up like this, the Horntail would surely be stunned.

Harry plummeted the instant the Horntail opened its mouth, but this time he was unlucky - he dodged the flames, but the Horntail's tail lashed out at him.As he turned to the left, a long spike from that tail dug into his shoulder and tore his robe—

There were audible screams and sighs from the audience, but it didn't look like the wound was very deep, and now he was flying around the Horntail's back.

The hornet didn't seem to want to move the nest, it was too careful to protect its eggs.Although it kept coiling and twisting, spreading and retracting its wings, retracting and spreading them, its scary yellow eyes were fixed on Harry, but it didn't dare to move too far away from its egg.And Harry had to entice it to do so, or he'd never have access to the eggs.

He began to fly around incessantly, now this way, now that way, being careful not to get too close lest it spit out flames and hit him, but posing enough of a threat to keep its eyes on him. with him.The Horntail swung its head from side to side, staring at him from a pair of vertical pupils, all the fangs in its mouth were exposed...

Harry flew higher.The Horntail's head rose with him, its neck fully extended, still swaying from side to side, like a snake dancing before a snake charmer...

Harry rose a few more feet, and the Horntail let out a desperate growl.Harry was like a fly to it, a fly it wanted to swat.Its tail flapped again and again, but Harry was flying too high for the tail to reach him... the Horntail spewed flames into the air, Harry dodged it... the Horntail's mouth was wide open... the audience Xi gradually became quiet, and everyone was very careful about breathing.

Finally, the Horntail reared itself up, its huge, black, gnarled wings fully extended, as wide as a small plane - and Harry swooped down immediately.Before the fire dragon could understand what he had done and where he had disappeared, he rushed to the ground as fast as he could, to the nest of eggs, now without those pair of front legs with sharp claws Protecting them—he released the Firebolt|arrow, freeing his hands—he seized the golden egg—

Then he soared into the air, flew away from the dragon, and hovered over the stands, the heavy golden egg was caught under the uninjured arm, and the auditorium erupted with amazing loud noises, people shouted, screamed and clapped The applause was deafening, like the Irish supporters at the World Cup.The giant lion of Gryffindor also uttered a terrifying roar: "Harry Potter!" - this was recorded with a crystal ball before the game when they asked Hagrid for help.

"Look!" Bagman shouted loudly, "Look! Our youngest warrior got the golden egg the fastest! This will close the gap between Mr. Potter and the other warriors! "

Ron and Hermione had rushed down from the stands by this time, and rushed to the warriors' tent.

"Harry, you're brilliant!" said Hermione sharply.There are marks on the left and right of her face, all of which are marks of fingernails, because she has been scratching her face in horror. "You're amazing! Really awesome!"

Yet Harry was looking at Ron.Ron's face was terrifyingly white, and he stared at Harry as if he were a ghost.

"Harry," he said, looking very serious, "whoever threw your name into that Goblet of Fire - I - I think they wanted your life!"

It was as if nothing had happened the last few weeks - as if this was the first time Harry had seen Ron since being chosen as a warrior.

"You finally get it?" Harry said coldly. "Long enough time."

Hermione stood nervously between the two of them, looking at this and then at that.Ron opened his mouth hesitantly.Harry knew Ron was going to apologize to him, and he suddenly realized he didn't need to hear him.

"It's all right," he said quickly, before Ron could say anything. "Forget it."

"No," said Ron, "I shouldn't—"

"Forget it," said Harry.

Ron smiled awkwardly at him, and Harry smiled back at him.

Hermione burst into tears.

"What's there to cry about!" Harry told her, bewildered.

"You two are fools!" she cried, stamping her foot on the ground, tears trickling down her breast.Then, before either of them could stop her, she gave them a hug and turned and ran away, already howling.

The results for Harry came out, Mrs. Maxime 8 points, Mr. Crouch 9 points, Ludo Bagman 10 points, and Karkaroff 4 points.

Gwen frowned as she watched the scores in the crowded crowd. She didn't ask her doubts until the audience had almost dispersed, "Is there any relationship between Bagman and Harry?"

Fred and George were obviously also thinking carefully, "As far as we know, no. But it is indeed suspicious."

"He gave Harry too high a mark - which is a good thing for us, of course - but he doesn't seem like a kind person, does he?" Gwen said after a moment of deliberation, after all, it was a cunning leprechaun. Gold cheater.

"That's right, I can probably guess what's going on." George and Fred exchanged glances. "We still need some evidence."

Gwen shrugged, "But now I have confirmed that Karkaroff is definitely not the one who wants Harry to compete.