Felix came out of the temporary tent, looking through the simple pillars of the stands, and saw several figures busy in the distance. Among them, Hagrid's rough voice was easy to identify.

He walked over and saw the burly Hagrid holding a tangled ball of chains. With a "bang", he hit the open space next to the blue Swedish short-nosed dragon. Charlie raised his wand, and the chain raised its head and swam to the fire dragon like a snake. It was still unconscious, and two sparks spewed out of its nasal cavity from time to time. "Crack!" The chain was put on its ankle.

"Okay," Charlie wiped the sweat off his face, "Hagrid, you'd better step back..."

"It's sleeping soundly." Hagrid said, stroking the spikes on the head of the Swedish short-nosed dragon with an obsessive look.

"Felix," Charlie came over and greeted him, looking at Hagrid with some helplessness on his face: "If it hunts in a dream... it would be a bad thing to get hit."

Felix looked around, and saw several conscious fire dragons roaring softly. There were still many staff members left in the venue. After they took off their fire hats, many of their faces looked familiar.

"When are you planning to leave? There should be a celebration in the evening."

Charlie looked up and thought seriously. "I'm staying tonight, not for the celebration... It's a task assigned by Mom. She asked me to talk to Ron and the others to make sure there's nothing wrong with their young minds."

"Is Mrs. Weasley worried?"

"Ah, how should I put it, she's already flustered enough..." He imitated his mother's anxious voice: "How can they participate in the competition? They are too young! Little Ronnie was bitten by a goblin while he was tidying up the garden and he cried loudly..."

The next second, his face became serious, and he said seriously: "We didn't dare to tell her the truth. Fortunately, there was not much introduction in the newspaper. She flipped the newspaper to pieces but didn't see much useful information. Instead, she found a lot of gossip. Dad was very happy that her attention was diverted, and discussed with her whether Krum had secretly changed his age... Just a joke."

Felix laughed dumbly. Mrs. Weasley's chattering and worried look appeared in his mind.

"It seems that she doesn't know much about dragons."

He approached the black Hungarian Horntail. It leaned down in a funny way, lowering its huge and ferocious head. It lost its arrogance on the field, and even its yellow eyes became more pleasing to the eye.

"Don't breathe at me." Felix muttered, patting the thorns on its head. "I didn't expect you to be a female dragon. Didn't you recognize that you were not protecting your own eggs before?"

The Hungarian Horntail panted twice, and its breath stirred up the dust on the ground. It looked at the staff around it with dissatisfaction.

"Oh, it seems that they not only took your eggs, but also cast a Confusion Spell on you. It's terrible..." As he said, he approached the Hungarian Horntail's neck and looked at one of the shiny black scales.

He once transferred the Ministry of Magic's confidentiality agreement to it. Now that the game is over, the effect of the contract has disappeared.

"We didn't steal its children." Charlie said. From his angle, he could only see half of Felix's body, as if he had been eaten by the dragon. He couldn't help smacking his lips: "Tsk! What a good relationship."

"Are you going to the castle?" Felix asked before leaving.

"Wait until I'm done. I'm going to the owl shed first and write a letter home to tell my mother everything that happened today." His face suddenly frowned. "Maybe not 'everything', at least I won't say its height."

He pointed at the huge Hungarian Horntail and said, the dragon glanced at him with disdain.

Felix and Hagrid, who was reluctant to leave, walked back. Hagrid looked back every step, and his big feet like a boat walked slower than Felix.

"Are the skrewts all right?" he asked.

"Not bad, a bunch of them died, and they ate too much lettuce..." Hagrid said without thinking, and when he heard the dragon's roar, he immediately turned his head to look.

"Do they hibernate?"

"Oh, uh... hibernate?" Hagrid came back to his senses and looked at him blankly, "That's a question, I haven't thought about it..." He pondered and said, "Although the Manticore doesn't hibernate, the fire crab does. You're right, I should have made preparations earlier."

Felix nodded. He didn't care about the blasting-tailed skrewts, he just wanted to divert Hagrid's attention.

The blasting-tailed skrewts are bred by the two magical animals mentioned above. There are actually quite a few of this kind of creatures in the magic world, but there are only a few that can exist stably. Most of the creatures born with the participation of wizards are often submerged in the long river of time. Only those ancient magic manuscripts record the traces of their existence.

The two separated near Hagrid's hut.

When they walked into the castle, the auditorium was in chaos. There were people from all four colleges. They sang happily as if they were celebrating a festival. Accompanied by the "crackling" explosion, the firecrackers suddenly exploded, forming an image of a running "medieval wizard fighting a dragon".

There was a loud cheer from the crowd.

The six warriors were surrounded by students, looking uncomfortable. Cedric smiled shyly. Roger Davis held a tall glass in a wine-holding way and talked to Collins who was sitting quietly. He would stroke his flowing hair from time to time. Not far from them, Harry and Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table and ate food quickly. They were starving, while listening to Ron sitting at the dining table telling a story vividly with a strawberry pie in his hand.

Felix estimated the time. It was obviously not time for dinner. It should be that the students robbed the kitchen of Hogwarts.

The Weasley twins stood with their good friend Lee Jordan. Fred kept rubbing his hands. George tried his best to stop him, "Think about it, we will become the public enemy of the whole school."

Lee Jordan also winked at him and signaled Professor Hep behind him.

Fred turned around and grinned, "Okay." He had to give up the extremely tempting idea and put away the dung bomb in his hand.

Then he took out a bag of egg custard biscuits as if performing a magic trick, "How about trying this? We have a responsibility to liven up the atmosphere. Zuko's fireworks are too old-fashioned."

"Would you like to try it, Professor?"

Felix picked up a biscuit and looked at it. A beautiful canary flew out of the biscuit, circled around the three of them twice, and quickly disappeared.

"It tastes a bit strange. Is it because of the magic?" He asked with a smile.

The twins shrank their necks and quickly slipped away with Lee Jordan, who was still trying to explain. They shuttled through the crowd, set up traps one by one, and then squeezed into Harry's group of people and handed it to Ron, who was happily describing his mental journey.

"Oh, thank you." Ron took the biscuit without even looking at it and took a bite: "Where was I? The Hungarian Horntail, Hermione's Phoenix, and Harry were dealing with it. It was very thrilling. I said to myself that I must do something, so I calmly recited a powerful spell."

"Are you talking about Illumination?" Fred smiled. "I counted. There are at least twenty people in the school who can do this magic."

"That's different!" Ron argued. "It feels completely different to be sitting comfortably on a cushion and casting spells and to be under the nose of a dragon. I say it's at least sixty feet long!"

At this moment, he suddenly turned into a huge canary and sat on the long table of Gryffindor, which scared everyone.

"It's a canary biscuit..." Hermione took a look and said quickly.

"How do you know?" Harry asked, looking at the big canary with great interest. It turned its head back and forth stupidly, making everyone laugh.

"Fred and George posted small advertisements in the common room." Hermione said.

After half a minute, Ron began to lose his hair and feathers flew everywhere. He blushed and stammered, "You two... Be careful of me casting evil spells..."

"Oh~ It's different after facing the dragon. You all have the courage to say harsh words... So, can you continue to tell the story of you and the dragon, Mr. Warrior? We are all very curious." Fred bowed and asked politely.

"Of course! I don't just talk." Ron was happy.

Filch and his wife, Mrs. Norris, were in the corner. He kept flexing his fingers, hesitating whether to step forward to stop them, but there were too many of them, almost all the students in the school were there. Professor Flitwick on the side said sympathetically: "Let the students celebrate happily, I will remind them to clean up."

Felix walked to Snape's side. Snape's expression looked very similar to the polished armor next to him, which was out of tune with the cheerful atmosphere.

"They performed well, didn't they? There are also Slytherin students here."

"Do you want me to write a letter of praise, Felix?" Snape said, putting his arms into his black cloak.

Felix muttered something that sounded like "I hope so."

"I heard that Moody turned your office upside down?"

"It's a power given by our headmaster," Snape said softly. He looked at the 'canaries' that suddenly appeared in the auditorium with disgust. "You can't avoid it. It's best to hide those shameful things... Mad-Eye Moody not only has good eyesight, but also a good nose."

"Oh, I will." Felix said with a bright smile.