Chapter 478: Watching Dragons Fight (Edited)

After about five or six minutes, Bagman trotted back into the tent with his big belly.

"Here's the thing," he told the crowd, wiping the sweat from his brow, "After a unanimous discussion among the judges, it was decided that the champions would decide their opponents according to the lottery results, as is customary."

Of the five judges, Dumbledore had guessed as soon as he heard Bagman's intentions that this was a kitten up to no good, but he had faith in Fish and agreed at the first opportunity.

Madame Maxime decided that whatever fire dragon it was, it was the same for all four champions, and with Fleur's Veela blood, she could get a relatively mild fire dragon in return, so she agreed after a moment's thought.

As for Bagman himself, he was inclined to agree to Fish's request when he came to discuss it with the group, but in his mind, Fish probably wanted to use his affinity to trade with the others for a safer fire dragon to face.... For him, this was something he could only wish for.

But Karkaroff refused to accept, not knowing what the Champions were up to, but already having a problem with Hogwarts having two Champions, he thought it was another Hogwarts plot, so he turned down the proposal without even thinking about it.

The final referee, Barty Crouch, also disagreed, dismissing the proposal with a firm "we must play by the rules".

While this was in keeping with Crouch's old-fashioned nature, the main issue was that Barty Junior had not seen such an attack coming from Fish, so old Barty, who was under the Imperius curse, could only give a relatively rigid response, as he probably would have agreed if Barty Junior had not been controlling him.

In terms of numbers, Fish's proposal was approved, but because of the two warrior problem at Hogwarts, Dumbledore's right to speak was inherently weaker and, on the other, Barty Crouch had more authority than Ludo Bagman, so in the end, the judges could not approve Fish's proposal.

"Really... you guys are too ignorant to be flexible nya."

(〃｀3′〃)

Fish muttered angrily, but didn't continue to cause trouble....

Worst case scenario, I'll fight that Hungarian Horntail after the event!

After a few moments, the event was about to begin, and Bagman was already untying the purple silk bag used for the draw.

"Ladies first." He said, handing the bag to Fleur.

Fleur reached her trembling hand into the bag and pulled out a small, delicate green Welsh dragon model, with a number tied around its neck: the number two ...

"Nya?"

??

Fish blinked, according to Hermione's information, this was the gentlest of the four dragons, and even of all the fire dragons, one of the two least troublesome, the other was called Opaleye of the Antipodes, who was not in this competition.

But that's not important, what's important is that... he had these fire dragon figures in a bag, not something else, so could he touch the Hungarian Horntail with his hands?

It took Fish a while to react, and before he could call for a time to test his theory, Krum's name rang out, and he pulled out the bright red Chinese fireball, an aggressive fire dragon with bulging eyes, whose number on its neck was three.

"Let Fish go first, let Fish go first nya!"

?(?ΦДΦ?)?

Fish, relieved, jumped out of his seat and shouted impatiently.

"Uh...it was supposed to be your turn."

Bagman held out the bag in front of Fish, and Fish reached inside, picked up one of the fire dragon figurines, and carefully patted it down.

Hermione had gathered a good deal of information, so Fish had a general idea of what a Hungarian Horntail looked like.

There aren't many spines on the tail, and it's short, so it shouldn't be this one.

Releasing the model from his hand, Fish grabbed another fire dragon model....

This time it should be correct!

(?ΦΦ?)?

With a glint in his eyes, Fish grabbed it and pulled his hand out of the bag.

With its black scales, bronze horns and pointed tail, it was a Hungarian Horntail!

"Nyajajajaja! Got it."

(?(≧?≦?)?

Fish held up the model of the Hungarian Horntail and let out a long laugh.

"It's a Hungarian Horntail, the most dangerous of all fire dragons!" Bagman thought Fish had made a mistake and warned him.

"Yes, Fish just wants to fight." replied Fish with a smile as he fiddled with the model in his hands without looking up.

Bagman gawked for a few moments before, at Harry's urging, he placed the cloth bag in front of him.

Naturally, Harry had no other fire dragons to choose from, and he pulled out the Swedish Short-Snout dragon with the number one license plate around its neck.

Hermione had kindly given Harry a copy of the information she had compiled for Fish, so he knew that the dragon flame, especially hot, was direct and blue in color.

Harry would have liked to switch with Krum if he could have, as the Chinese Fireball's eyes were larger and convex, making it ideal for the eye spell.

Unfortunately, Fish's proposal was not approved.

"All right, you've all drawn your own fire dragons, and the numbers on your necks are the order in which you're going to fight them, understood?"

Bagman paused and reminded again, "Fire dragons are a very dangerous magical creature, classified by the Ministry of Magic as XXXXX, known to kill wizards, they are impossible to tame or tame, so you just have to meet the objective of the event."

Everyone was silent.

Seeing that Fish was still looking unconcerned, Bagman shook his head helplessly and said, "Well, now I'm going to leave you for a while, because I have to make a comment to the audience. Harry, you're first, and you're going to get on the field as soon as you hear the whistle, understand?"

Harry nodded heavily.

Bagman took another look at Fish, saw that the cat was engrossed in playing with the model fire dragon he was holding, and finally had to let out a long sigh and leave the tent.

"Let's make these little fire dragons fight!"

?()?

Fish suggested to the others, holding the fire dragon model in his hands.

Harry twisted the corner of his mouth and handed the model in his hand, "You can play with it yourself, I'm not in the mood."

Fleur and Krum did the same, tossing the fire dragon model directly to Fish.

Fish thanked the three of them, then pulled out his wand, turned a stool into a glass jar, poured the four fire dragon models inside, and watched with interest as they fought in it.

"Come on! Bite it! Scratch it! Hit it with your tail!"

?()?

The cat cheered the fire dragon figures with great interest, and Harry and the others, who were not interested, were swept up in their cries and silently watched the battle in the glass jar.

After watching them for a while, Harry realized that he could see the patterns of the fire dragons from their models.

He shifted his chair and moved closer to watch more intently, and his eyes fell on the Swedish Short-Snout.

Soon, Krum and Fleur seemed to react as well, and they also moved their stools closer, and the four champions sat in a circle around the glass jar, staring at the fire dragon model inside.

The four champions were sitting in a circle around the glass jar, staring intently at the model of the fire dragon inside, but except for Fish, who was very happy and cheerful, the others had their faces and did not say a word, as if they were facing a great enemy.

At this moment, a shrill whistle sounded outside, Harry's complexion turned pale and he rose from his seat, dizzy, and with his head a mess, he was able to walk stiffly outside with only his consciousness remaining.

During this time, Harry felt that Fish and the other two seemed to be telling him something, but his mind was buzzing and he couldn't hear what they were saying at all.

Like a robot with rusty joints, Harry entered the tournament field in a daze.

Hundreds of faces watched him from the stands, as if in a vividly colored dream. At the other end of the meadow, the Swedish Short-Snout dragon was lying on many eggs, and Harry could see a flash of gold through the hollow of its wings.

There was a loud roar from the audience, friendly or malicious, Harry couldn't tell, nor did he care.

He dismissed the distractions and raised his wand.

"Accio Nimbus 2000!"