[HP] How to properly feed the savior

He wasn't worried that Harry would be unable to pass the dragon. If Riddle guessed correctly, the person who put Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire would definitely make the next move and give Harry some hints. If that person didn't want Ha If Li is eliminated in the first level.

When he went to herbalism class on Monday, he deliberately didn't go with Ron to see if Harry would react.Sure enough, Harry found him alone.

"Ender, the first project is dragons." When the bell rang, other students rushed to the classroom, and Harry stopped him in the corridor. "There are four in total, one for each of us, and we have to pass by them."

"How do you know?" He asked quickly.

"Hagrid took me to see it, and he also took Madam Maxime. I met Karkaroff when I came back from the woods. Fleur and Krum must have known about it too." Harry said anxiously, "I will not trick you!"

Hagrid?He didn't think Hagrid would be the one who signed up for Harry, maybe someone was using Hagrid. "Have you got an idea? I mean how to get past the dragon."

"No." Harry replied dryly.

"If anyone wants to help you pass the first project, or give you some tips, remember to let me know. Now we'd better go to herbal medicine class." looking at him.

"That's... fire dragons!" Harry gestured awkwardly, "Each of them weighs several tons! They have thorns on their bodies! They can breathe fire!"

"The fire dragon is not difficult to deal with, let alone only one." He walked towards the classroom first. "A simple spell can subdue the fire dragon, but I don't recommend you to use it. There is a greater danger hidden in the Triwizard Tournament than the fire dragon. The first level seems dangerous, but it is the worst time to kill you, because The principal and the referee will definitely be very vigilant and take all protective measures. On the contrary, the other party will try to let you pass the first level, so as to paralyze Professor Dumbledore and other people who care about you."

He guessed that the people of the main soul might have to wait until Harry was isolated from the others. The first project was completed in full view, so it was the safest.

"A simple spell? What spell?" Harry asked eagerly.

"I'm sorry I can't tell you." He could understand Harry's mood at the moment, thinking that nothing was more terrifying than a fire dragon, but he wouldn't lose his head with him.

The other party was silent for a while, and then said in an unnatural voice, "I understand, that should be your secret weapon."

After speaking, Harry strode away.

Harry didn't speak to him again until noon on Tuesday.

While he was having lunch with the others, Professor McGonagall came up to them and told him and Harry to go down to the grounds.She looked more nervous than the two of them combined, and this state undoubtedly infected the others around her. Ron turned livid and whispered, "Good luck." Neville immediately became terrified.

They entered a tent first, Fleur and Krum were already waiting there, they were both pale, Harry forgot the unhappiness between them, reluctantly showed him an encouraging smile, and he smiled back .

The only one who looked cheerful was Bagman. The director of the sports department explained the rules to them. Each of them drew a dragon, and then passed by the fire dragon to pick up the golden egg. It was as simple as that, at least he thought Bagman meant it. That's right, but everyone else has expressions that are so flustered that they are about to spit out.

They drew dragon models from the purple bag in Bagman's hand in turn. Fleur drew a Welsh green dragon, number two, Krum was a Chinese fireball, number three, he drew a Swedish short-nosed dragon, number one, and Harry was a dragon. It is the most dangerous Hungarian Horntail, number four.

Good luck.He likes to be the first to play, and if he performs well and the latecomers are relatively mediocre, it is easier for him to get a high score, because the referee will use his score as a benchmark.When the whistle sounded, he pocketed the model dragon and stepped out of the tent to face the real one.

The Swedish Short-Snouted Dragon is a very beautiful dragon, with silver-blue scales shining like stars on its body.As Tom said, the Swedish Short-Snout was not the aggressive type, and the noise from the audience around him made it uneasy, and the dragon curled up in a ball, guarding its eggs.

He soared into the air and flew onto a relatively high stone, overlooking the entire field.Bagman explained from the stands, "Look, he can fly! And he doesn't use any tools! It's a remarkable ability! What is he going to do? Fight dragons?"

The field surrounded by the stands is covered with black basalt, hard and dense, with a melting point above [-] degrees Celsius.The flame power of the Swedish short-nosed dragon can instantly incinerate smaller trees into ashes, but there should be no way to use basalt.The dragon is stuck in the middle of the arena, and an iron chain is loosely tied to its slender and elegant neck, which looks very unreliable.He drew out his elder wand, felt the excited hum of the wand as he was activated again, and it seemed that his state had also risen to the apex in this resonance.

He pointed at the basalt rock under his feet, and the stone turned into a hugging giant. It stood up and ran towards the fire dragon, its footsteps thundering like thunder.He flew to another stone, turning it into a giant as well.

"Very bold! They attacked the dragons—"

The first giant gave the fire dragon a hard punch, and the Swedish short-nosed dragon retreated lightly, out of the way of the oncoming fist, and spewed out blue flames.However, the flames had no effect on the stone giant. Another giant had already grabbed the fire dragon's tail and tried to pull it out of the air, but the fire dragon was more flexible. With a hard spin, it flew to a high place that the giant could not reach, straight swooped down on him.

"It's so smart! It hit the nail right away! Let's see how our little warrior does..."

What else could he do?Like a fired shell, he flew straight between the two giants, the blue flame of the fire dragon almost brushed his heels and sprayed on the place where he was standing just now.He landed next to the golden eggs and, by the way, secondary-transformed the stone giants, turning them into winged gargoyles.They flapped their wings and flew towards the fire dragon, intercepted the fire dragon roaring angrily, beat the fire dragon on the neck, and let it fall to the ground.

"He's going to get the golden egg - hold on!"

There was a scream from the audience, but his reaction was quicker, and he was flying into the air before he even realized what was happening.The fire dragon lying on the ground flapping its wings and trying to get up sprayed flames towards the nest of eggs. If he was still standing there, there would probably be no bones left.It seems that this dragon must be completely dealt with in order to complete the task satisfactorily.He swung his magic wand, and one giant held down the struggling dragon, while the other giant turned into a metal fist, clenched its fist reflecting the light, and hammered down on the dragon's heart.The metal and the scales collided together, making a piercing tremor.The fire dragon whined, and a puff of smoke came out of its nose.The metal giant raised its fist again, this time its hand turned into a sharp blade, piercing into the place where a few scales had fallen.

There was silence in the auditorium, and even Bagman didn't speak.On the field, there was only the sound of dragon blood spraying out like a torrential rain, dripping on the ground.He landed smoothly, and controlled the steaming golden egg to float up slowly, proving that he had completed the task.

There were sparse applause.Bagman seems to have just found his voice, "Oh, he shouldn't have done this... but he's got the golden egg! The Hogwarts warriors have already completed their first project, and the whole process didn't even take 5 minutes ! The warriors behind may be under a lot of pressure..."

What is Bagman talking about?He shouldn't have killed dragons... would that make him look brutal?He looked at the stands with some anxiety.The audience didn't seem to be happy with his performance, but he proved his mettle, and no, he proved something else...

He should have let the gargoyle fly into the air with the dragon, high enough that the dragon flame couldn't reach the golden egg.Things could have been simple, but that would have missed the opportunity to prove mettle to the audience.He has countless ways to quickly pass the fire dragon, but he must choose the most dangerous and exciting one, and now it seems that he is still self-defeating.

Annoyed, he cast a cooling spell on the golden egg, held the no longer hot golden egg in his arms, and walked towards the edge of the field. "You're doing well." Professor McGonagall patted him on the shoulder, and she looked like she was about to cry. "It seems that you are unscathed. If you feel uncomfortable, you can go to Madam Pomfrey over there first. If not, I think you can go to see the referee's score."

There is no suspense in the referee's scoring, either seven points or eight points.He didn't really care about the score, but he always felt that other people looked at him a little strangely, as if he was scarier than the fire dragon...

Next comes Fleur, who hypnotizes the dragon, but the dragon's breath ignites her skirt.Fortunately, it was a Welsh green dragon, he thought, but if it was a Swedish short-snouted dragon, it would burn more than just the skirt.

Krum used the Eye Sickness Curse and got the golden egg without any suspense.Harry, who was the last to appear on the stage, rode the Firebolt to divert the Horntail away, and took advantage of the speed difference between the Firebolt and the Horntail to get the golden egg first.Harry and Krum had the highest scores, both forty points. In fact, if Karkaroff hadn't deliberately favored them, Harry's score could have been even higher.

The best outcome of the first project was that Harry and Ron finally reconciled.Together they return to Gryffindor Tower, where there is a celebration.Harry had finally shaken off the bad mood he had been in for weeks and seemed to have regained his appetite.He had no intention of participating in the festivities, and felt that his good appetite seemed to have taken him away, and he just fed Tom with custard biscuits.

Suddenly, Tom turned into a big canary.

"I'm sorry! I forgot it was our enchanted custard biscuit—ouch!" Fred laughed, running around with his head in his arms, and Tom followed and pecked at his head.

"Let's see what the second item is." Lee Jordan took Harry's golden egg and weighed it. "It's quite heavy. Come on, Harry, open it."

Others also gathered around, including Fred and Tom who turned back into a cat.

Harry put the egg on the ground and opened it along the groove. It was empty, but as soon as it was opened, some kind of shrill scream echoed throughout the common room.Everyone covered their ears, and Tom jumped on it and closed the golden egg.

"It's terrible." Seamus stared at the golden egg, "I think you may have to pass by the female ghost next time!"

"Sounds like the Cruciatus Curse." Neville's face turned pale, and the food in his hands fell all over the floor. "Maybe they will use the Cruciatus Curse on you!"

"Don't be silly, it's not legal," said George solemnly. "I think it sounds like Percy is singing. Maybe you need to sneak up on him while he's in the shower."

Tom shook his head and walked up to him. He picked up the white cat and thought that Riddle might have a clue, so he returned to the dormitory with his golden egg.

"It's a mermaid." Riddle appeared as soon as he entered the dormitory. "If the mermaid's singing is not in the water, it sounds like this. Let's find a chance to soak the golden eggs in the water and go to the water to listen to what they are singing. That should be the hint for the second project."

"No matter what the second project is, I will use the fastest way to pass it, and there will be no extra trouble." He took out the model of the Swedish Brachysaurus from his pocket, and put the little dragon on the bedside.Xiaolong yawned, curled up with his tail in his arms and fell asleep. "I don't want to kill anything anymore."

"Come on, it's just a dragon."