Even though Kyle told her many times that this was not necessary, she didn't listen.

"I'm so nervous, I have to find something to do." Connor put a thick book on the table.

The cover is a Hungarian tree peak with a line of gold-stamped cursive letters on it.

Kanna kept flipping through the book, trying to find the fire dragon's weakness.

"I don't think the school will let you duel with fire dragons. It's likely that you can just walk past them."

Cedric was also offering advice.

"I think the Transfiguration Charm is a good idea. Create a dog or some other animal to distract the dragon, and then you can take the opportunity to slip past."

"Or to put it more simply..."

Fred looked around and lowered his voice and said, "You can just let the big guy out of the box. Wouldn't it be easy to pass the level?"

"Yeah, then I won't have to participate in the second event." Kyle said unhappily, "You guys didn't take money from Karkaroff and want me to lose the game directly."

"If he can give us enough Galleons, it's not impossible." George said with a smile.

"It's a pity that our price is too high," said Fred. "Even if he sold Durmstrang, he couldn't afford it."

"I think a small discount is not impossible." Kyle also smiled, "If losing the game can get me a Durmstrang, I would love it."

"Oh... look at him..." At this moment, a commotion suddenly came from not far away.

"Here we go again!" Fred said dissatisfiedly, "Can't Krum take his admirers somewhere else? How can others read books while he is here?"

"Hmm?" Kanna looked up at him and said, "You are all the same, so don't criticize anyone else."

If Fred had a book in front of him, maybe she would have believed it.

"At least we didn't affect anyone else," George said.

Kanna pouted, "You mean it's okay if it affects me, right!"

"Of course not... but it's almost the same." Fred said with a smile: "It's just dealing with a small fire dragon. Don't forget, Kyle has experience."

"Don't bring me into your bragging." Kyle glanced at him, "I was there when Norbert came out of the egg. His situation is different."

"But you must have experience, don't you?" said George. "Fleur and Krum haven't raised fires before... er, Norbert."

There was another chirping sound nearby.

"Here we go again." Kanna said irritably, "Let's go back. By the way, this is for you..."

She handed Kyle the book "Riding on a Dragon's Back" in her hand, then picked up another book "Basic Spells for Dealing with Hyperactive and Irritable Animals" and stood up to leave.

When they walked out of the library door, Hermione just happened to walk out quickly from the side.

She obviously couldn't stand the noise inside, and she muttered with a complaining look on her face: "Why can't he stay on that stupid big ship and read a book."

"Stupid?"

"Why would she say that?"

Fred and George looked at each other. They had always thought that boat was pretty cool.

After returning to the common room, Kyle, who had nothing to do, spent the whole afternoon reading with Connor to kill time.

The first project will be carried out tomorrow. That night, Kyle, who had always been calm, became inexplicably nervous. He tossed and turned in bed and did not fall asleep until late at night.

the next day.

From the time Kyle woke up until he went to the auditorium for lunch at noon, people were constantly cheering him on.

Then Professor McGonagall arrived.

"Are you ready?" she said. "The warriors must go to the field now... to complete the first task."

"Good luck," Kanna whispered.

Cedric patted his arm, "Come on."

"You can definitely beat them!"...This is Mikel.

Kyle followed Professor McGonagall out of the Great Hall.

Professor McGonagall looked a little anxious. She kept telling Kyle not to be nervous, but Kyle felt that she was talking more to herself.

“We have arranged some wizards to stand guard nearby, and if things get bad, they will step forward to stop it.

And most importantly... Professor Dumbledore will also watch the entire game, so there will be no problem."

"Professor, you should be worried about the other two warriors." Kyle said with a smile: "I hope their headmaster can be as reassuring as Professor Dumbledore."

Professor McGonagall was amused. She put her hand on Kyle's shoulder and said, "In short, be careful. If it really doesn't work... it's not shameful to admit defeat. Don't forget that you are only fifteen years old."

"Don't worry, Professor," Kyle said.

After leaving the castle, Professor McGonagall did not go towards the Forbidden Forest, but came to the Quidditch field.

From the outside, nothing had changed, but inside, the thick fog obscured everything. The only auditorium that could be seen seemed much larger than before.

Professor McGonagall took Kyle to the door of a dressing room.

"Go in." Her voice was trembling. "Bagman is in there too... He'll tell you what to do next."

"Thank you." Kyle said, opened the door and walked in.

Furong had arrived. She sat on a low wooden stool, looking very pale.

"How are you, are you okay?" Kyle asked.

Fleur shook her head, she looked at Kyle and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ludo Bagman.

"Kyle, that's great." Bagman turned his head and looked at him, saying happily, "Come in and relax. The Triwizard Tournament is actually not that scary."

"Okay, now that everyone is here, it's time to introduce the situation to you." He stood up, took out three identical feather pens, and said happily, "This is a special door key. When the audience gathers, it will be responsible for sending you to the venue outside.

"And your mission is to do your best to pass all the levels in front of you and make it all the way to the end. In addition, I have one more thing to tell you... The red stones are very important. They are related to your second project, so you must collect as many of them as possible."

No one in the room spoke. Fleur and Crewe simply nodded slightly to show that they understood.

"Well... that's it," Bagman said. "You have a few minutes to calm yourself down."

Having said that, he prepared to distribute the quills.

"You must hold it well. If you miss the time and fail to enter the competition venue, you will be declared the loser directly..."

"Wait a moment."

At this time, Furong suddenly said: "Don't we need to draw lots?"

"Draw lots?" Bagman was a little confused and said, "There is no need for that. All the events are the same, it's just that each warrior is in a different position... Of course, if you want, you can do it."

He quickly found a cloth bag, put the three quills in it, and then handed them to each person in turn.

Furong was the first to draw.

She looked at the three people holding identical feather pens, her expression somewhat at a loss.

What's going on? There's no Fire Dragon and no byes... This is different from what Ms. Maxime told her.

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(End of this chapter)