Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

The next time Louis saw Harry was the next morning. He looked a little depressed and didn't know what Rita had done to him yesterday.

Hermione and Ginny were complaining about the unscrupulous reporter, and Harry seemed a little listless. As the time for the first project approached, he became more and more anxious.

Even Sirius' reply did not bring him much comfort, and in the next few days, Harry's life became increasingly difficult. Rita's article in the Daily Prophet was like an American in Hiroshima, Japan. It exploded instantly like an atomic bomb was dropped.

"As the most powerful person in Hogwarts, Harry's strength comes from his dead parents, and he is willing to admit this..."

Hermione was taken away by Harry halfway through, trembling as he continued to read the tirade Rita had written on it.

"He still has the most pure love in the school. According to the students at Hogwarts, the object of Harry's crush is another representative of the warriors at Hogwarts, Louis Wiggins, who is one year younger than him. ”

"puff!"

Louis, who was drinking pumpkin juice, almost squirted out. What the hell, he had deliberately avoided this annoying scourge. Unexpectedly, Rita still wrote him in the news.

The key is that this woman is still a proper fujoshi, and the article she wrote will become a hit even if it is posted on a certain online writing platform.

"What are these things!" Harry angrily threw the newspaper into the stove, and Rita's scream came from above. . .

. . . . . .

At the end of November, as the first event of the Triwizard Tournament gradually approached, the atmosphere in the school gradually became heated.

The weekend before the tournament, Hogwarts once again organized a trip to Hogsmeade. In addition to accompanying Astoria shopping, Louis also made some preparations for his first project.

"The horn of the Demon Beast, Demonic Silk, Ice Star Grass..." Astoria looked at a large bag of herbs in Louis' hand, "No, what are these things? Aren't you going to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?" ,Are these things useful? Aren’t you going to deal with the fire dragon?”

The night before going to Hogsmeade, Louis revealed the contents of the first project to her, which worried her for a while.

Louis smiled mysteriously. These things were actually what Mr. Lius requested, to achieve the effect of quickly learning so much ancient magic in a short period of time through external stimulation of drugs.

"I'll pass. Come on, I'll buy you a butterbeer."

On the day of the competition, the atmosphere in the entire school seemed particularly tense. Students basically had a break after half a day of classes.

Almost all the students are looking forward to the upcoming competition, although the students representing Hogwarts in the competition are all Gryffindor students, although Harry Potter and Louis Wiggins are not very popular with them.

"Okay, you have to eat something." Hermione urged. "We have big work in the afternoon."

Louis was not that nervous originally, but he was obviously affected by the atmosphere, and he was also made nervous.

"Wiggins, Porter, you two can go, you have to prepare for the first project."

Professor McGonagall happened to be passing by the auditorium, and she walked straight to them and announced.

"Okay, Professor McGonagall."

Harry and Louis each took a deep breath and followed Professor McGonagall with their wands in hand.

Hermione looked more nervous than the two of them. After Louis and Harry were out, she pulled Ginny out of the door.

"Don't be nervous, you will be fine." Professor McGonagall said, "If anything happens, the wizards from the Ministry of Magic will be by their side and they will protect the safety of the warriors."

That's what she said, but Professor McGonagall's trembling tone made anyone aware of her nervousness.

"Thank you, Professor."

After entering the tent, Louis found Fleur Delacour, whose face was a little pale. She was pacing back and forth in the tent. Victor Krum, on the other hand, looked calm. He had his eyes closed and was sitting on the table.

"Everyone, come here." Mr. Bagman greeted the warriors briskly, "You will take something out of this bag in a moment, and that will be the first event you need to compete in."

"Your purpose is to capture the golden eggs under their protection. Of course, although it is fair to say so, I must explain that the difficulty presented by each item is not necessarily the same."

Louis knew what Ludo Bagman meant by these words. There are four fire dragons. The ferociousness they show is related to their species. If anyone draws the Welsh Green Dragon, then his process can be said to be relatively simple, but if Encountered the most difficult Hungarian tree peak. . .

"Ladies first." Bagman handed the bag to Fleur. She reached into the bag with trembling hands and took out a small dragon model, which was a Welsh green dragon, but her expression didn't seem that surprised. , seems to be a result that has been known for a long time.

Krum was the second one. He struck more decisively and got the Chinese Fireball Dragon.

"Mr. Potter?" Bagman seemed to be asking in a questioning tone, and Harry also put his hand in. After a while, a dragon with teeth and claws spitting out fire appeared in his hand.

"Hungarian tree peak? Not very lucky, but compared to the other dragon..." Mr. Bagman suddenly stopped talking, which made Louis, who was about to take action, feel "thumped" in his heart.

He had thought that the Hungarian Tree Summit would be the most difficult to deal with, but I'm afraid the Ministry of Magic had a big surprise in store for him.

Louis put his hand into his pocket, and after a while, something bit his hand. Before he could reach out his hand, the little guy had already poked his head out.

It was the first time Louis had seen this kind of thing. Its whole body was covered with scales, and its wings were covered with white feathers. The texture seemed extremely hard. The little guy stared at Louis with an extremely unfriendly look, as if he was looking at a prey. .

"Sky Predator, Norse Feathered Dragon."

"Okay, you all have your own opponents." Bagman put away the bag, "I'm afraid you have seen that each dragon has a number tied under its feet. That is the order in which you will appear."

Lewis looked at his model dragon, and the big "4" under its feet was clearly visible.

"Now, according to the order in which you appear, get ready. Miss Delacour, you are the first." Bagman pointed at Fleur, "I will go to explain it later. When you listen You'll be on the field at the whistle, so now, I guess I have to take up a little bit of your time, Mr. Wiggins, and I have to talk to you about something."