Harry Potter Blood Hunter

The reports to Hermione in the past few days have completely described Hermione as a natural woman who is ridiculous.

First, he vacillated among friends Harry and Ron, then seduce Slytherin's pure-blood wizard Draco, and later became confused with Browder. Finally, this year, when I met Victor Krum from Durmstrang, I fell in love at first sight...

Browder wasn't very angry when he watched it. He just lamented that this reporter only wrote news instead of writing novels. What a shame!

Maybe she just enjoys the freedom of speech as a journalist, and feels like writing whatever she wants, as if everyone should be afraid of his pen... She is someone even Dumbledore has ever satirized! But Lord Dumbledore ignored her a lot, but that doesn't mean that Browder will let her go...

Although journalists do have the right to freedom of speech, they must also fulfill the objective, truthfulness and fairness of the report within the scope permitted by law!

This kind of people who mess around with a little bit of power and don't perform their own obligations are really the type that Browder hates most. Although Browder would not directly throw her into Azkaban so much, she would have nowhere to publish her articles for a while!

Let's talk about it when she remembers what the reporter should do!

...

The official start of the first round of competition is November 24th.

Prior to this, every warrior was doing a lot of practice for the dragon fight. Harry felt the best. Because of it, he felt he had the confidence to face these fire dragons.

Only a few days later, Browder told Harry about what to do after Buckbeak was kicked and seriously injured.

Of course it is to change the dragon! The female fire dragon's injury is definitely impossible to recover before the start of the game, so it is necessary to change the dragon.

But in a short time, even the Ministry of Magic couldn't find a female fire dragon that had just given birth.

So... Browder told Harry and George which dragon was to be replaced!

Harry and George were desperate!

Browder, are you kidding me?

...

November 24th, the day when the Triwizard Tournament officially started.

The game time is in the afternoon, so in the morning... normal class, do whatever you want.

But let alone the contestants, even the other little wizards don't even have the thought of taking lessons at all.

Harry and the other contestants felt that they just woke up from the bed in the last second, and the next second they went to class, and the next second they sat directly in the auditorium to start lunch.

But when Harry saw Professor McGonagall rushing towards him, Harry immediately became sober.

This moment has finally arrived! Harry had a feeling of generosity to die...At this moment Harry only hoped that his luck would be better for a while.

The people around saw Professor McGonagall and paid attention.

"Potter, the warriors are going to the playground now. You have to prepare for the first task."

"Okay," Harry replied. He stood up, and the pork he was eating fell back onto the plate with a snap.

And George on the other side was still eating Hess desperately before Professor McGonagall turned to him, as if he would lose confidence if he didn't eat more.

"Good luck, Harry," Hermione wished, "you will do it!"

"Yes!" Harry said, but his voice was nothing like usual.

Ginny helped Harry tidy up the messy clothes, and said with a smile, "We will cheer you on and have confidence in yourself."

Harry reluctantly put on a smile... He really wanted to be confident, but before the actual situation was determined, he would easily get sweaty after thinking about it for a while.

When Harry and George finally left the auditorium with Professor McGonagall, she also seemed uncomfortable leading the way.

In fact, Professor McGonagall looked as nervous as Hermione and the others. She and Harry George walked down the stone steps and were about to enter the backyard lawn on that cold November afternoon when she put her hand on their shoulders.

"Now, don't lie," she said. "Keep your head calm. If the situation gets out of control, we will have wizards to control the situation. The main thing is to do your best! Even if you surrender immediately in the face of the fire dragon, No one will look down on you, do you understand?"

These remarks were from Professor McGonagall's kindness, but both Harry and George felt they were underestimated.

"Don't worry, Professor! We will win!" George doesn't have Fred by his side now, it looks strange.

"Yes, we will win!" Harry said stubbornly in Professor McGonagall's words of underestimating them, "It's just a fire dragon...Although there is a quarter chance that it is very dangerous."

Professor McGonagall really didn't hear a small sentence after Harry.

But Professor McGonagall, no matter what they say, tells them if there is anything wrong, they will give up immediately!

Professor McGonagall led them to the fire dragon hiding place, along the edge of the forest, but when they approached the walled bushes, Harry saw a newly erected tent with the entrance facing them, covering the dragon.

"You and the other warriors go in from here," Professor McGonagall said in a trembling voice, "and then when it's your turn, Mr. Bagman will be there too. He will tell you how the procedure is going. Good luck!"

Harry and George thanked them together, but watched Professor McGonagall leaving behind at the entrance of the tent, determined that this game must be won!

Harry and George walked in and found that the other two warriors had arrived!

Victor Krum seemed more arrogant than usual, but Harry thought that was his way of nervousness.

Furong sat quietly in a chair beside her. Fleur smiled at Harry when he entered.

But Harry felt that the muscles on Fleur's face were so stiff that she didn't show her charm, as if he had forgotten how to make a smile.

"Harry! George! Great! You're here so soon!" Bagman said happily, looking at him up and down, "Come in, just like in your own home!"

Harry still doesn't know how his home feels... Forget it, just treat it as the Burrow!

Bagman stood in the midst of this group of all pale-faced warriors, a bit like an oversized cartoon character.

"Okay, now everyone is here--it's time to start!" Bagman said briskly, shaking the purple bag in his hand. "When the audience is all there, I will bring this bag in front of you. You have to choose a model from the bag, and that is the enemy you will face later! Everyone's is different—well—you know, there must be tricks. And I have to tell you something else. Ah, by the way, your task is to get the golden egg!"

Then Bagman explained the specifics of the mission...Although he was still lamely hiding the existence of the fire dragon, none of the five people present had explained the matter.

This is the unspoken rule.

And because of this, Harry confirmed that Fleur really knew what he would face...Although he was embarrassed, Ron told Harry that he was charmed by Fleur.

Harry only felt a toothache, and promised not to spread the matter out.

In a short while, several people in the tent heard hundreds of footsteps passing by the tent, and those people were talking, laughing, and making noise with excitement.

There was only a gap, but Harry felt that they were extremely distant from the group of people, as if they were another creature type.

After a while, Bagmon received a certain notice and opened the purple bag with a small opening.

"Ladies first," Bagman said, handing the bag to Furong.

Facing the dark and indistinct mouth of the bag, Furong shook her hand into the bag, and found a small and perfect dragon model-this is a Welsh green dragon with its neck Surrounded by 2 numbers.

It seems to be the second appearance.

Victor drew the scarlet Chinese Fireball Dragon with a number 3 on his neck. This model dragon was very dissatisfied with Victor who was holding him like a real fire dragon, and sprayed a mushroom-shaped fireball toward Victor's face.

But the temperature was not high at all, and Victor slapped him out.

Then the rest... Harry and George looked at each other, and then George came to Bagman first.

After praying, George reached into his pocket tremblingly, and then he found out a...blue-gray Swedish short-nosed dragon with the number ~www.NovelMTL.com~ over! Harry's face was as gray as hell...whatever he was afraid of.

"Harry, it's your turn in the end!" Mr. Bagman's expression was still kind, but Harry didn't even bother to care about him.

Knowing that there was only one 4 left, Harry reached into the bag and didn't take it out for a while.

Harry took his hand out until the little dragon inside bit Harry dissatisfiedly.

And in the palm of Harry's hand was a smaller...Peruvian Fangtooth. Its number is 4.

Both Furong and Krum frowned... They didn't even know about the replacement of Shufenglong, but thinking about it, they could guess that this Peruvian Fangtooth was used to make up the number.

They therefore felt that Harry's luck was too good and chose the weakest dragon.

But if Harry knows their thoughts, they will definitely be sprayed to death... Don't use your superficial knowledge to treat Peruvian Fangtooth, OK?

The power of dragons raised by different people is different.

In Harry's view, the other three-headed dragons combined are not as powerful as this Peruvian Fangtooth!

Because of this, Ms. Anne!

Hmm, that's right! It's Annie! Because there are no other female fire dragons! So after a round, this problem was found directly by Browder by Sinknis.

Sinknis still knew that Browder kept the fire dragon privately, so he asked if Browder could help... If he could, Sinknis could run and give him a legal certificate of raising dragons.

Of course Browder readily agreed.

And Annie really just gave birth to a batch of dragon eggs, which is absolutely suitable for this situation.

It's just that, the warrior who chooses her may be unlucky! So after Browder told Harry the news, Harry was desperate!

Isn't this bullying?