The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

Although she said she absolutely trusted Link, Emily obviously didn't think so in her heart.

Because from the second day, she has been frantically collecting all kinds of knowledge about fire dragons, and wants to help Link find out the tricks to deal with fire dragons.

This is no easy task.

Although the fire dragon has been completely conquered by wizards, it has even been hunted to the extent that it needs to be listed as a protected animal and raised.

But that doesn't mean they are weak.

In fact, the dragon skin with powerful anti-magic properties and the dragon flames enough to melt most metals are enough to crush 90% of the wizards in this world.

For this reason, Emily even secretly consulted old Kled for advice, and only then did Link get a bunch of things and plans such as using large traps, dragon hunting guns, and powerful sleeping pills.

These things were used by Old Kled and the others when they were poaching fire dragons. There was no doubt about their practicality, but it was a pity that the judges of the Triwizard Tournament would not allow Link to use these things.

But for Emily's kindness, Link accepted it happily and ignored it.

Kwon was the way Emily used to soothe her own tension to deal with it.

Such days continued until the day of the game.

Hogwarts was closed from noon on this day, and all the students gradually headed to the fire dragon's paddock on the edge of the Forbidden Forest under the leadership of the prefects of their respective colleges.

Of course, these students had no idea what they would see there.

As a warrior, Link did not set out with the large army, but waited in the Hufflepuff lounge.

Emily was also granted permission from the professors to stay by Link's side.

Perhaps it was the relationship between the fire dragon that was about to face off, and neither of them spoke as usual, but sat together in silence.

At this time, if someone who doesn't know the situation suddenly sees this scene, I'm afraid they will mistakenly think that Emily is the real warrior who is going to compete.

Because at this time she looked far more nervous than Link.

"Link, the time is up, you need to rush to the venue to complete the first project."

Professor Sprout opened the door and shouted.

Link and Emily got up and followed Professor Sprout out.

Hogwarts, which used to be lively along the way, was empty at this time, and only the footsteps of the three of them echoed in the huge castle.

Professor Sprout also obviously knew what Link was up to next.

She frowned, and she stopped talking for a while before helping Link tidy up the placket and said:

"Little Link, don't work too hard for a while. Honors and other things are actually bullshit, and they are not comparable to our lives. So, if you really encounter any danger, don't force it, you must shout. Come out."

Professor Sprout is not beautiful, he is also fat, and even his body is dirty due to the long-term care and cultivation of herbs.

But her words were full of concern and kindness.

Link returned a sincere smile to Professor Sprout. Just as he was about to agree with the other party's words, Emily next to him said first:

"Don't worry, Professor, it's just a fire dragon, and Link will definitely not have a problem!"

Emily's expression was confident and proud, and it was completely different from the look in the lounge just now.

Professor Sprout glanced at Emily and Link, sighed, and said nothing.

Adolescent boys and girls always have the illusion that they are the center of the world due to their magical power and rapid physical development, and they are so good that they think they can do anything.

In Sprout, Emily was like that.

After all, Link had performed so well in the past, and Emily thought it was normal for her little boyfriend to be omnipotent.

But Link's thinking was different from Sprout's.

Emily was so nervous before that she rushed to the doctor for Link's disease, how could she say it's easy now?

Emily's attitude has changed so much now, I'm afraid it's just to allow him to concentrate on the game, right?

Link took Emily's hand, and sure enough, he found that the other party's palm was covered in cold sweat.

This discovery made Link's smile softer.

The three walked to the venue in silence. As they walked around the edge of the forbidden forest, they saw the well-established fire dragon paddock, and bursts of audible cheers came from there.

Emily held Link's hand tighter, her body seemed to be a little stiff, and the confident smile she forced on her face disappeared, and she said to Link with a pale face:

"Good luck! Dar... Darling!"

Emily's voice was inaudible, and she ran away as if she had run away.

And Link smiled even more happily.

He stood there and looked at Emily's back, until Emily disappeared from his sight before walking into the tent where the warriors were resting.

Link was the last to arrive.

Before him, the other three warriors were all in place.

But at the moment, their faces are not very good-looking.

Krum's already slightly serious face became more rigid now.

Furong was sitting alone on a wooden table in the corner, her hands tightly clutching her robe, her face was pale, and she looked sick.

It could be seen that she was almost nervous.

Because usually when Link appeared, she would jump up and greet Link with a smile, and maybe even play some side-scrolling jokes.

But now, it was as if she hadn't seen Link at all.

Harry instead greeted Link with a smile.

It's just that he seems to be so nervous that he can't even control his muscles, and the whole smiling face is uglier than crying.

Link's perception of Harry has improved since the beginning of school this year.

Mainly because Harry told Link the first time he heard the news of the fire dragon through Hagrid a few days ago, and shared with Link a few naive, but sincere ways to fight the fire dragon - all of them. Hermione found out.

This sincere approach made Link feel that although Harry was a little silly, at least he was kind.

Therefore, upon seeing this, Link immediately stepped forward and hugged Harry's shoulders, chatting and laughing with him.

Thanks to his efforts, Harry is obviously much more natural than at the beginning.

"Wow! Looks like our warriors are all in place! That's great!"

Bagman yelled and walked into the tent, wearing an old jersey loosely on his body, which is said to be the uniform of his former professional Quidditch player, "Then let me introduce you to the situation. Yes. You will need to draw lots later to determine the order of appearance and the amount of...things to deal with! Of course, we will not expect you to defeat those guys. Your first task is to steal the golden eggs they guard!"

Bagman's words made Harry's slack muscles tense again. Fleur and Krum both looked similar. Only Link nodded to Bagman.

Bagman probably understood the state of the Warriors very well. He immediately withdrew from the tent and waited until the loud noise from the stands not far away became louder and louder. At the same time, he had more hands. A purple silk bag.

There seemed to be something living in the bag, tumbling and struggling.

"Lady first."

Bagman smiled and handed the mouth of the bag to Fleur.

Furong was obviously very resistant to reaching into this bag of unknown living creatures, but after struggling for a while, she finally took out something as if she had accepted her fate.

It is a small, vivid dragon model.

"Number Two, Welsh Green Dragon!"

Bagman announced, then turned the bag to Krum.

Krum drew No. 3, the Chinese Fireball Dragon.

He obviously already knew the information of the fire dragon in advance, so he did not show the slightest surprise.

And when he thinks of this, Link wants to laugh.

Two schools, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, are really in decline.

In order to obtain such information, Ms. Maxime, the principal of Beauxbatons, did not hesitate to use a beauty trick on Hagrid, while Karkaroff, the principal of Durmstrang, secretly ran to the paddock to investigate the information in the middle of the night like a thief.

Even though cheating is a fine tradition of the Triwizard Tournament, it would be too embarrassing for the headmaster to do it himself.

Taking advantage of Link's cranky thoughts, Harry had already drawn number one, the Swedish short-nosed dragon.

The mouth of the bag also moved to Link.

Although there was no suspense anymore, Link still took the form to belong to him No. 4, and the Hungarian Horntail Dragon model was drawn.

I have to say that the staff of the Triwizard Tournament made these models very delicate, and these models would still move. For example, Link's Hungarian Horntail Dragon was lying on his palm at this time, flapping its wings and roaring at Link.

Thinking of Emily's love for fire dragons, Link nodded with satisfaction, and then naturally stuffed the model in his hand into his seamless stretch bag.

Bagman turned a blind eye to Link's behavior of enriching his own pockets. He lowered his head slightly, leaned into Link's ear and said:

"Hey Link, your luck is a bit bad. That's the Hungarian Horntail Dragon, the strongest fire dragon in this Triwizard Tournament! I have some friendship with your mother, and I think I can help you..."

"No need, Mr. Bagman," Link rolled his eyes, "I think I can do it myself."

Hearing this, Bagman was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly and said:

"It's a good thing to have self-confidence, that's for sure! Then we'll wait to see your performance! Don't worry, we have already established a good relationship with the referee. As long as you don't perform too much, you can definitely get a high score!"

After saying that, Bagman blinked at Link and ran to Harry's side, presumably to say the same thing.

To be honest, what he did was a little too obvious.

But neither Fleur nor Krum had the slightest dissatisfaction with his behavior - they were both immersed in their own world at this time.

A sharp whistle sounded out of nowhere.

"Merlin, we're going to be late!" Bagman pulled Harry out in a panic, "Come on!"

A few seconds later, there was another noise outside, which meant that Harry had entered the field and was facing his Swedish short-nosed dragon.

The three people in the tent were all listening to the sounds outside, but unfortunately they were too far away from the scene, so they could only get a little understanding of the situation outside through Mr. Bagman's magic-amplified commentary.

Finally, to a roar of deafening cheers, Bagman announced that Harry was done.

This made Furong instantly struck by lightning, because it was her turn to play soon.

She was trembling all over, and stood hesitantly at the door of the tent.

After a long time, she turned her head and said in a hoarse and dry voice:

"Lin, Link, can you give me a hug?"

Link rolled his eyes.

After going through the previous library beauties, Link instinctively rejected contact with Furong.

But looking at Furong's despair and fear at the moment, Link finally sighed and got up and opened his arms.

Furong held her tightly, as if she wanted to bury herself in Link's body.

It was also at this time that Link felt how much Furong was shaking, and she was almost unable to stand up!

For a long time, it wasn't until Bagman urged the next Warrior to play for the third time that Fleur's situation improved a little, and she let go.

"Thank you, Link."

The hoarse voice of thanks came slowly, but Furong's back disappeared at the entrance of the tent.

Then it was the same process as before, and it was not until Bagman announced the success of Fleur to the cheers that Krum finally got up.

Surprisingly, he did not leave immediately, but stood there and stared at Link blankly.

This made Link shrink back instinctively, and said with a look of vigilance:

"Don't you want to hug me too? I'm not interested in hugging a strong guy!"

Krum's English was poor, but that didn't prevent him from reading the exact meaning in Link's eyes.

This made his expression darken, and with a cold snort, he quickly walked out.

In the end, only Link was left.

There was still a faint scent of Hibiscus in the tent, and it smelled so good that Link couldn't help but close his eyes.

It wasn't just Emily and Professor Sprout during this time.

Hermione, Cedric, John, Mrs. Foley, Old Clay and others also advised Link not to push himself too hard in front of the fire dragon.

Even Snape, who knew Link's strength best, expressed very vaguely that if Link wanted to, he could provide a potion that would make Link temporarily sick and unable to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

This wasn't Snape's side-scrolling vicious tongue, but genuine concern.

Link, who has Legilimency, is very sure of this.

But it was this kind of concern that made Link feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Really, why are you all so unconfident in me? It's just a fire-breathing lizard."

Link shook his head helplessly and said, "If that's the case, I will show you even more, what is absolute strength."

"You're right? Arkham."

"Sssssssssssssssssssssssss!~"

A small snake head stuck out from Link's neckline, sticking out its tongue lightly.

At the same time, the ebony wand that Link had been holding in his hand also seemed to sense the change in his master's mood, and a faint light began to flicker on the tip of the wand.