The Rise of Malfoy at Hogwarts

Two days later, Tuesday, November 24.

The morning class is herbal medicine.

The content of the course is how to trim flutterbybush. This is an unconscious, but sentient plant, similar to a beating toadstool. When a living thing is approaching, it will frequently shake its branches, making it impossible for people to intercept its branches smoothly.

It will only bloom if it is carefully taken care of for a long time. Its flowers are very precious, blooming only once every 100 years. The flowers are decorated with butterflies, usually blue, but the existence of other species is not ruled out. The strange thing about its flowers is that the floral scent it emits is not fixed, but can change the scent according to the object you want to attract.

The most famous use of this flower in potions is love potions, but it is also often used as bait or trap by wizard hunters.

I have to say that this class is actually very interesting, but—all the little wizards seem absent-minded, and most people's eyes are secretly looking in the direction of Schelling all the time.

Because, in a few hours, the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin!

On the contrary, Schelling, as a Warrior, didn't take the game seriously, and he was content with it—however the time should go!

At noon, after lunch, Professor McGonagall hurriedly approached him in the auditorium, followed by thin Harry. Harry's face was very ugly, it was an obvious iron cyan. This is not surprising. In the original book, knowing the topic in advance can still make him nervous, not to mention the unknown that he has to face now.

Schelling suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Dumbledore. Is this the successor the principal has worked so hard to cultivate?

Harry's character is very kind, simple, and loyal. However, if there is no power left by his mother on him, he is by no means an outstanding talent, let alone the important task of being a savior.

The original book says that he has courage, which was caused by a risky adventure (with Dumbledore's supervision behind it). Faced Voldemort in the first year, faced the basilisk in the second year, and faced more than a hundred dementors in the third year...Unfortunately, apart from the adventures in the first year, Schelling's other achievements were all ambiguous.

"Schelling, now the Warriors are going to the ground below...you must be prepared to complete the first project." Professor McGonagall said.

"Okay, no problem, professor, I'm all ready." Xie Lin stood up with a sunny smile, and gently adjusted the Supreme Wizard's robe with his hands, and the robe that turned on the battle robe mode was close to him. His body outlines perfect and strong muscle lines, and the faint charm of the dark lines on his robe makes him look extremely confident, extremely heroic, and extremely handsome!

Daphne and Astoria also stood up at the same time, and kissed his cheeks on the left and right sides. Daphne whispered in his ear: "Good luck."

"You are really a lucky kid." Professor McGonagall gave a rare smile: "And you seem to be in good shape today, are you confident?"

"Thanks to the professor's careful teaching in the past, Xie Lin can have today's strength." Xie Lin smiled and said: "I will do my best and will not let the professor—"

He glanced around the entire auditorium, raised his right hand holding his fist high, and said with a sound reinforcement curse: "You will not be disappointed! Hogwarts will win!"

Ravenclaw cheered loudly under the leadership of Murray and Zhang Qiu, frantically waving a small banner with Schelling's head in his hand, crackling in the air, and Luna didn't know where it came from. A horn-shaped horn blows out an exciting tune loudly!

Hufflepuff applauded vigorously under the leadership of Cedric. Susan Bons pulled Hannah Abbott, Megan Jones and other girls. They obviously had rehearsed and they were neatly arranged. She yelled: "Schelling! Must win! Hogwarts! Must win! Schelling! Must win!..."

Gryffindor's Hermione stared at herself, silently waving her right hand with her clenched fist, silently making a "cheerful" mouth shape. Among the little wizards sitting still, her movements are particularly conspicuous. Ron next to him even showed a look of disgust, but he didn't want to criticize him because his relationship with Hermione was getting better recently.

The little wizards of Slytherin stood up collectively. Everyone looked at Schelling with awe and admiration. Although they didn't say anything, their attitude of support and encouragement was shown on their faces. Draco came over, slapped Schelling **** the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother, come on! Let go and do it! My parents and I are proud of you!"

On the professor's seat, Professor Flivy, a short stature, stood on the chair and applauded vigorously, and cast an encouraging look at Schelling; Professor Sprout smiled and sprinkled a large piece of seven-color seven-flavored petals; Trelaw Professor Ni raised the goblet containing the Sydney wine high; Snape put down the cold, and rarely applauded with the other professors, although his face was still cold...

Xie Lin smiled, smiled sincerely, he raised his head, closed his eyes, and was immersed in this moment.

Regardless of the outcome of the game, he will never forget today, he will never forget this moment.

His name is Schelling Malfoy; his identity is a Slytherin, but today—

This moment, this minute, this second, he is Hogwarts!

Dumbledore, who was watching this scene from a distance in the professor's seat, had his eyes flickering, but he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Although he was mentally prepared, and he had already launched an attempt to win over Schelling, Schelling's reputation among the students was so great that he was a little unexpected. You know, Schelling is only a 4th grade student. He doesn't remember that Voldemort had such a reputation when he was in 4th grade!

What's more, Schelling’s family is notoriously unfriendly to mixed-race and Muggle wizards. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is notorious—now? Even Hermione, who was born in Muggle and is another warrior Harry's friend, is cheering him up. What is it?

Dumbledore’s eyes flashed with a wise brilliance. He had a hunch that for Schelling, all of these were just the beginning. Now he can ignore the distinction of college and the distinction of blood. Raise the will and hearts of everyone; if he really wins the game...

It seems that his previous benevolent act of sending "Abatel" is really prescient!

Professor McGonagall led Schelling and Harry around the edge of the forbidden forest and walked towards the place where the fire dragon was.

The weather outside was quite cold, and the cold wind kept blowing on the faces of the three of them, and Harry's face became more and more ironic. Xie Lin turned on the constant temperature function of the Supreme Wizard's robe, not only did not feel half cold, but it was even warm.

When they approached the bush where they could see the field clearly, a tent was erected there to block the fire dragons, and the entrance of the tent was facing them.

"You must go in with the other warriors," Professor McGonagall said. She looked at Harry this time, her voice trembling, "Waiting for your turn, Potter. Mr. Bagman is also there. Inside... he will tell you the steps... Good luck."

"Thank you." Ha said in a monotonous, erratic voice.

In the tent.

Catalyn lay lazily on a luxurious unicorn leather chair. She is now wearing a white and flawless wizard robe, which sets off her suet-like skin more and more crystal clear.

She closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, the towering and plump chest up and down slightly, exuding a suffocating and lazy beauty, as if the whole person fell into a deep sleep, like the sleeping beauty in a Muggle fairy tale. same.

But under Schelling's magical power, he could clearly see that the magical power on her body fluctuated strongly and weakly, undulating frequently, as if the magical power in the bloodline was experiencing successive mini-magic riots. He knew that she was closing her eyes and restoring her mind, concentrating on the power "Sword Heart" in her bloodline, even if someone came in.

Eleanor stood upright, rubbing the wand lightly with his hand, and staring at the wand with soft and focused eyes, as if stroking her lover. Schelling frowned, and his magic eyes could clearly see that the sealing force exerted on the wand was dissolving little by little...

These two guys are only the first project, are they going to be real? Are you going to kill the dragon?

As for Harry, he was like a stone statue, standing stiff with his whole body, Schelling smiled faintly at Harry, but Harry responded with a smile that was uglier than crying.

Well, this guy's reaction is much more normal.

There was always a huge roar from outside the tent. Just listening to the deafening roar, you knew that it was definitely some kind of large animal.

At this moment, Bagman walked into the tent with a smile on his face.

As if to feel something, Katalyn's eyelashes moved slightly, and she opened her eyes. The entire tent suddenly lit up, as if there was a sword light spilling, bursts of invisible determination swayed in the air and scraped on the exposed skin of the rest. Everyone can feel the slight chill above.

Bagman's face turned pale, and he swallowed everything he had just said.

Bagman waited on the spot for a few minutes, let his face recover a little, then said: "Well, now everyone is here, it's time to tell you about the situation!" At this point, his face once again There was a look of excitement, "Did you hear the outside sound? That is the enemy you are going to face... the fire dragon!"

"I'm going to hand this cloth bag to each of you in turn." He raised a cloth bag and shook it at them. "You pick out the fire dragon models that you will face from inside! They come in different types. I There is one more thing to tell you...ah, yes...your task is to pick up golden eggs!"

"Ladies first," he said, handing the bag to Katalin with his fat arms.

Katalin stretched Bai Temp's jade hand into the cloth bag, and took out a small and vivid dragon model-a green dragon body, brown pupils, and an elegant slender neck with a number: number two. This is a Welsh green dragon.

Among the many dragons, the Welsh green dragon can be regarded as one of the most docile species. Catalyn's mouth curled up slightly, and a smile appeared in her eyes, she seemed quite satisfied with her luck.

Eleanor pulled out a bright red Chinese fireball dragon, with the number three on his neck. The Chinese fireball dragon is shaped like a giant lion, and is the most fierce by nature. Although this dragon species is not too strong, it is not a good opponent, especially after it is injured, it will become violent and careless about life and death, which greatly increases the danger.

At this moment, there was no expression on Eleanor's face. She didn't even blink her eyes. It seemed that no matter what kind of dragon she chose, she couldn't make her heart fluctuate.

What Schelling took out was the silver-blue Swedish short-nosed dragon, UU reading www.uukanshu. The number on com's neck is number one.

The unlucky Harry took out the black Hungarian hornet, number four. This is the most aggressive and dangerous dragon among the four fire dragons. Its terrible name was even heard by Harry, who was born in the Muggle world and entered the wizarding world not long ago.

Harry's face was blue at this moment, and there was no trace of blood on it.

"Okay, you all got it!" Bagman said, "You have all drawn the fire dragon that you are about to face. The number on your neck is the order in which you go to deal with the fire dragon, understand? Okay, I want it now. I leave you for a while, because I want to explain to the audience. Mr. Malfoy, you are the first one. You walk into the venue as soon as you hear the whistle, you know?"

"Understood, don't worry, Mr. Bagman." Schelling nodded and replied. There was no tension on his face, but a confident and calm smile.

Swedish Brachynosaurus, Triwizard Tournament, here I am!

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