Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

?? "My God! You are finally here! I thought the two warriors at Hogwarts had abstained! Come in, the other two warriors have been waiting for a long time!" The tent curtain was suddenly lifted Opened up, revealing the figure of Ludo Bagman, he walked out quickly and said in a panic. w?w?w?. ??

Harry suddenly wanted to laugh, the man looked like a big cartoon character. He put on the old Hornets uniform again.

This eased his mood a lot.

Then the two entered the tent at Bagman's urging.

Fleur Delacour sat on a low wooden stool in the corner. She was dressed very neatly today. Her usual waist-length silver hair was tied up high at this time. With a ponytail, she was covered with a fluffy black coat, and a pair of white jeans tightly outlined her slender legs, which were tightly stretched and looked very energetic.

In addition, she also put on a pair of light gray sneakers, which brought her a completely different aura from the noble and gorgeous in the past, less coquettish and more lively.

It's just that none of these can hide the fact that she is extremely nervous now. She is not as calm as usual, her face is very pale, and she looks sick.

As soon as Malfoy walked in, Fleur's pale face seemed to turn a little bloody, and her eyes brightened.

Viktor Klum looked more gloomy than usual, presumably his way of showing his inner tension.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, it's time to introduce the situation to you!" Bagman said happily, "After the audience gathers, we will announce the process of the start of the game. Due to the special situation of this year's Goblet of Fire, Dem The two Warriors, Strong and Beauxbatons, have the right of preference.

"By the way, I forgot to say it." At this time, Ludo patted his head, "You are about to face the fire dragon. They are, see or not, these small models in my hand, and I have another one. I want to tell you... ah, yes... your job is to pick up the golden eggs!"

With the exception of Malfoy, the other three warriors were visibly relieved, and the mission meant they could try to avoid fighting the dragon head-on if they could.

He nodded and continued: "Well, the habits of each dragon are different, which may have a huge impact on the progress of the game."

"Which of you two will pick first?" Ludo asked Fleur and Krum.

"Ladies first." Krum said humbly.

"I think it's better to draw lots." Furong wanted to reach for the green Welsh green dragon. She knew that it should be the safest dragon, but she restrained herself abruptly, "This is a personal The competition depends on the strength of the individual, so it is not fair." She shook her head and said.

"You're the most graceful lady I've ever met!" Bagman high-fived in admiration, "but I have to ask Mr. Krum's opinion." Bagman turned his face away, "What do you think? Woolen cloth."

"I agree with her," he said sternly.

"I have to say that it is the mutual luck of all warriors to have such an opponent." Bagman seemed enthusiastic at this time, and then mixed the four models into a brown bag.

"Mr. Malfoy, how about you come first?" Ludo Bagman raised an eyebrow at Malfoy indistinctly, and then said.

"I also think it's better for the ladies first." Malfoy said, which made Ludo's expression stiff for a moment, but quickly adjusted, "That's good, that's good, the ladies are first."

Fleur reached into a cloth bag with a trembling hand and pulled out a small, lifelike dragon modelled on a Welsh green dragon,

A number is tied around the neck: number two.

"Oh, it seems that Lady Luck still has a preference." Bagman said with a smile.

Next, Krum pulled out a Chinese fireball with the number three tied around his neck. He didn't even blink an eye, just sat down and stared at the ground.

Malfoy took out the silver-blue Swedish short-nosed dragon with a number one tied around its neck.

Harry knew what was left for himself, and he reached into his silk pocket and pulled out the Hungarian Horntail, number four.

"Okay, you all got it!" Bagman said, "You all drew the fire dragon you are about to face, and the number on its neck is the order in which you go to deal with the fire dragon, understand? Okay, I am now I'm going to leave you guys for a while because I'm going to explain to the audience, Mr. Malfoy, you're the first, and you walk into the field as soon as you hear the whistle, understand?"

"Okay, sir."

Suddenly, a whistle sounded out of nowhere.

"God, I have to run!" Bagman said in panic, and ran.

"It seems that you have a lot of confidence in your heart." Furong stared straight at Malfoy with those charming eyes at this time, and said weakly, while taking off the black coat used to keep out the cold, inside was a Light yellow loose shirt, looks very easy to move.

The last unhappy breakup seemed to be selectively forgotten by her.

"Maybe, maybe it's just my appearance. After all, in front of a beautiful lady, even if a man is scared to cry, he will try his best to be brave." Malfoy shrugged.

"I'm still very confident in my ability to distinguish illusions." Furong smiled rarely at this time, and didn't seem to be so worried anymore.

"Good luck," she said afterward.

"Good luck to you, too," Malfoy responded, when a sharp whistle suddenly sounded outside the tent.

He heard the sound, opened the curtain, walked through the entrance of the tent and walked outside. Shi Shiran crossed the bushes, passed through a gap in the fence of the venue, and came to the competition venue.

"Everyone! Welcome to the Triwizard Tournament, which has been interrupted for more than 700 years. The first player here is Draco Malfoy from Hogwarts!" Bagman's voice was applied. Loud magic, spreading in all directions.

There were cheers and screams from the surrounding stands, and Malfoy looked up and even saw his parents.

The tall circular stand had not been built a few days ago, but it rose out of thin air in one night. This is the power of magic.

At this time, Lucius and Narcissa were sitting with Pansy, talking about something. It is worth mentioning that the Lucius and his wife were dressed very grandly today. Their son is a warrior of the Triwizard Tournament. Let them feel very proud.

But at the same time Narcissa's face was worried.

"Auntie, don't worry, he's very confident." Pan Xi, who was comforted before, now comforted the elder in turn and held her hand tightly.