Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

In the warrior tent, the six warriors naturally came here early to prepare for the game.

Harry felt that the muscles on his face were very awkward, as if they had forgotten how to smile.

His life has not been very good recently, even worse.

Because of the article published by Rita Skeeter about the Five Power Tournament. This article is not so much a report on the situation of the tournament.

It is more like an exaggerated description of his personal feelings.

Now every time Harry thinks about it, he still feels a burning sense of shame in his heart.

But now there is no time for him to be nervous.

With the game approaching, he had no appetite in the morning, and Hermione forced himself to eat a few bites, which shows how nervous he was.

Harry turned his head and saw that the faces of the other six warriors were also not very good.

Fleur sat on a low wooden stool in the corner, without any of her usual elegance and calmness.

Her face looked very pale and sickly.

Krum looked more gloomy than usual, staring at the ground, which was probably his way of showing his nervousness.

Boris kept pacing back and forth, stretching in various movements, as if it was a pre-match training.

Gais, the quiet little witch, seemed the calmest, but her tightly clenched fists betrayed her inner feelings.

As for Draco beside him, his face was even paler.

Seeing his good friend nervous, Harry himself didn't care about being nervous. He reached out and squeezed Draco's hand, whispering to comfort him.

"Draco, we have made sufficient preparations, and the professor has predicted the questions for us. No matter what difficulties we will face later, we can overcome them!"

Draco forced a smile, and withdrew his sweaty hands a little embarrassedly, and nodded to Harry.

"I'm fine."

Harry withdrew his hand angrily.

Shaw opened the curtain of the tent and happened to see the shy movements of the brothers in distress.

Behind him followed Hermione in a blue and white school uniform. Hermione was coming to comfort Harry.

After the two met outside the tent, Hermione just happened to report to Shaw about the progress of the investigation into the disappearance of the little wizard.

This information could be used at the wizard conference the day after tomorrow.

After the two came in, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Hermione just finished her report and walked towards Harry and the others.

"Are you all right? Relax, the chief is here, just let it go and watch."

Shaw had no intention of talking to anyone, and waved his hand to stop Bagman from coming forward to say hello.

He came here mainly to see with his own eyes whether there was anyone playing tricks here, such as a warrior being replaced or something.

He looked at each warrior with a scrutinizing eye, and did not see anything unusual for the time being. Everyone was in a normal pre-match nervous state.

But Krum, after seeing Hermione come in, his gloomy expression immediately became very weird, and he stood up and sat down hesitantly several times.

Bagman looked at the time and said happily.

"Hey, relax, just like at home!

Come on, come around, I'm going to announce the rules of the game and draw lots."

The six warriors had no intention of relaxing.

Bagman stood among the pale warriors, looking like a big cartoon character. He put on the old uniform of the Hornets again.

He held a purple silk bag in his hand and said happily.

"You need to pick out the small model of the thing you will face from it! They have different types.

Ha, I'm really talking nonsense, you should know that you are facing a dragon.

By the way, I have another bad news to tell you, your task is to pick up your own golden egg from under the dragon!"

This immediately made the faces of the six warriors even uglier.

"Ladies first."

Bagman handed the bag to Fleur Delacour.

Fleur reached into the bag with a trembling hand and took out a lifelike small fire dragon model, which was a Welsh green dragon.

Fleur did not show any surprise, and had a resigned look.

Gais was the second to draw, and took out the model of the Swedish short-nosed dragon from her pocket steadily.

Shaw was watching from the side. This American little witch was the one with the best mentality among the warriors. It seemed that she had a lot of experience.

Next.

Krum took out a bright red fire dragon, which was the Chinese lion dragon.

He stared at his model without blinking.

Boris drew the largest Hessidian black dragon. This guy is worthy of being a fighting nation.

He was very nervous just now, but now that he has determined the battle target, there is only the heat of fighting to the death in his eyes.

As the host, Harry and Draco naturally drew last.

The two of them were also indistinguishable. After looking at each other, they reached into the purpleDraw a dragon model from the silk bag.

After pulling out their hands together, Draco held the beautiful Australian egg white eye in his hand.

Harry still took out the Hungarian Horntail as if by fate. The little dragon spread its wings, showing its small fangs, and roared at Harry cutely.

But Harry didn't think it was cute at all.

Boris suddenly asked.

"Is there no order of appearance?"

Bagman put away the silk bag and continued with a self-proclaimed cold humor.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, there is another good news for you.

That is, you will face six dragons together. You can choose to cooperate, confront, or even sneak attack.

No matter what, you can only get the golden egg from the dragon you draw."

In the tent, which was still nervous just now, the rapid breathing disappeared instantly.

Harry and Draco's eyes flashed with joy, and the two girls subconsciously moved closer.

Only Krum and Boris were left standing on each side.

They also looked at each other.

However, both of them were the strongest in their respective schools, and both were talented players.

In the end, neither of them was convinced, and both turned away with disdain.

Krum thought about it carefully, and still questioned.

"Why play together? What if you are affected by others? I haven't heard of the rule of playing together before."

Bagman shrugged.

"Ha, there is no way, this is the referee team's prevention, ahem, to prevent some people from cheating before the game.

So this is a new rule that was discussed temporarily this morning and cannot be changed.

However, this also tests the warriors' decisiveness in the complex situation of the game.

Don't worry, although you are playing together, your fire dragons are still separated by a distance. As long as you have a good strategy, you can still get the golden egg."

Furong opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Bagman said it.

She actually didn't want to find an ally, but there was no way, the strategy formulated by her own principal for her required a stable environment.

Bagman blinked and wanted to ask Harry to go aside to talk about some private matters, but seeing Shor standing aside, he could only give up unwillingly.

Just then, a whistle sounded outside.

"Oh my God, I have to host the opening ceremony."

Bagman ran away in panic, not forgetting to turn back to say the last sentence.

"Warriors, when you hear the whistle again, someone will take you to the court. Come on!"