The Bard at Hogwarts

Under the leadership of Professor McGonagall, they bypassed the main entrance of the Quidditch pitch and arrived at a remote small door.

"You must go in yourself, Bagman is inside."

Outside the door, Professor McGonagall looked at the two of them deeply: "Finally... I wish you good luck."

"Thank you!" Unlike Harry's nervousness, Ino nodded seriously and walked in first.

After passing through a long and narrow passage that could only be passed by one person, the space in front of him suddenly opened up, and he came to a spacious tent.

"Haha! Our Hogwarts warriors are here! Come in quickly, there is less than a quarter of an hour to prepare."

It seemed that after waiting for a long time, Bagman, the director of the Department of Magical Sports, stood up with a smile on his face. He obviously looks middle-aged, but he looks very energetic at the moment, as if he is ten years younger.

"Thank you!" Ino responded politely, and then sat on a bench nearby.

Although he knew that Marcus had established a relationship with the director in front of him, he did not intend to exchange excessive greetings with Bagman in the current scene. After all, the other party was a referee, and he acted too familiar, which would easily give rise to clues.

Bagman didn't seem to be a fool. After seeing Ino's reaction, he immediately understood and immediately turned his head to look at the previous passage.

"Ha, our fourth warrior is here too! Harry Pott."

The greeting was still enthusiastic, even more enthusiastic than before.

Krum and Fleur looked at each other quietly, and at the same time they frowned slightly.

And the other side.

Facing Bagman's enthusiasm, Harry felt inexplicably agitated. He didn't like this title. What is the fourth warrior? He looked like a redundant person from the Triwizard Tournament.

Holding back his unhappiness, Harry nodded slightly and sat on another bench.

"Okay! Now that everyone is here, it's time to introduce the basic situation to you. Although I think this is redundant, the process is like this..."

Even though Harry hit a soft nail, Bagman was still in high spirits, and his expression was even happier than when he picked up Galleons.

"...This is the situation. Considering your safety, the maximum duration of the hourglass is half an hour. Of course, you can give up at any time during this period. As long as you see the signal, there are ten experienced dragon trainers outside the venue. Please feel free to play as soon as possible.”

While explaining the rules and rescue measures in the face of accidents, Bagman also took out a small canvas bag from the cabinet behind him.

"Now let's start drawing lots. This will determine the order in which you will play and the corresponding dragon species."

In the tent, Ino saw Bagman take out the cloth bag, and the other three warriors present turned a little pale.

In fact, this is normal. The oldest of the three is only 17 years old. No matter how outstanding the school is, you will definitely feel nervous when facing the 5X fire dragon.

"I'll be the first to play, if you don't mind." Ino slowly stood up and looked at the other three warriors.

This was a spur-of-the-moment decision, and the first one to play will inevitably face more pressure.

After all, unlike the fight for the golden egg in the original story, the current fight is more dangerous. It would be a real pity if something unexpected happened.

Bagman didn't take it seriously at all when Eno volunteered in front of him. He earned dividends from the sales of film and television mirrors, and the order of playing didn't matter.

As for the other three warriors, after hearing that someone was willing to take the lead, they subconsciously nodded in agreement.

Ino also had a panoramic view of the performance of several people. He smiled and walked towards Bagman, while reaching out to touch the lottery bag.

soon.

A palm-sized mini fire dragon doll appeared in everyone's sight.

"Oh! Norwegian Spinosaurus!" Bagman's voice sounded, and then he looked at Crumley and the others again.

"Warriors, for the sake of fairness, I will ask you one last time, do you agree with this choice? Otherwise, you can draw again."

The Norwegian Spinosaurus is one of the most ferocious dragon species. They are very similar to the Hungarian Spinosaurus, except that they are missing the final spike on their tail.

Because of this, Bagman always felt that this question was in vain. After all, it was not a Welsh Green Dragon. But no matter what, he still fulfilled the fairness of a referee.

But it was obvious that the other three warriors had done enough homework. After seeing the Norwegian Ridgeback, no one chose to object.

"Well! Good luck to you! Mr. Swinburne."

Seeing that no one objected, Bagman stopped blocking him and picked up other bags to signal the other three to continue drawing.

Ino was also watching from the side, and it seemed that due to the inertia of fate, Harry still drew the Hungarian Tree Peak Dragon, and it was the second one to play.

Faced with such a result, even Bagman, who was very wealthy, showed a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

"I have to go now to fulfill my duties as a referee. You will listen to my orders later and play in order."

After Bagman finished speaking, he opened the tent and walked out.

…

A few minutes later.

Bagman's voice sounded from the tent:

"Now, let us welcome the first warrior, the warrior of Hogwarts, Mr. Ino Swinburne!"

Amid cheers and applause, Ino slowly walked out of the tent.

At the same time, everyone in the stands focused their attention.

Faced with the applause and cheers, Ino smiled and waved in response. At the same time, he also saw the Norwegian Spinosaurus temporarily controlled by the dragon trainer in the field, and a huge hourglass drawn by magic suspended in the air.

"Please prepare, warriors!" Bagman's voice sounded again: "Start!"

...

The dragon was untied, and the hourglass in the sky began to flow slowly.

"Winter is coming!"

Ino gently raised his wand.

As his voice fell, countless flying snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky, and the cold mist began to spread forward along the ground.

The ice and snow magic inherited from the White Witch was once again displayed in front of everyone.

In just a moment, the entire venue was transformed into a world of ice and snow. The range of ice and snow even covered the entire Hogwarts and even the Forbidden Forest in the distance. Everything was white as far as the eye could see.

At the same time.

Perhaps feeling threatened, the Norwegian Spinosaurus suddenly launched an attack.

Although it was tied with a long iron chain to limit its flight height, being restricted did not mean that it could not fly.

Thirty feet in the air, blazing dragon flames gushed out.

Facing the fire dragon's specialty attack, Ino gently raised his wand again, without any spells or extra movements.

However, the snowflakes in the sky, like a symphony orchestra ordered by a conductor, changed their elegance just now and became violent in an instant.

If it was just ordinary snowfall just now, then now it is a real blizzard.

Countless snowflakes mixed with the cold wind gathered together and rushed towards the dragon flame.

This is a contest between ice and fire.

…

In the sky, the snow fell heavier and heavier.

Although the hot flames can easily melt the ice and snow, facing the endless snowflakes, the flames were eventually defeated.

This scene caused cheers to burst out from the stands.

In response, Ino did not even look at the fire dragon next to him, but smiled and waved to the stands.

This move seemed a bit deliberate, but he had to do it.

After all, only a few minutes have passed, so we have to give the opponent's fire dragon some rest time, otherwise the fire dragon will be scared and the visual effect will not be reflected later.

There is not enough time... Xiaodi still has a lot to write, and the anaconda has not yet appeared, but it is agreed to be nine o'clock, so this is the only way for now.

Continue tomorrow, roo roo roo!