Harry Potter's Bastard

What happened at Hogwarts this year will surely go down in school history. It's been a few years since Hogwarts has hosted a major event like Triwizard Tournament. Centuries ago, dueling matches, potions competitions, or just academic exchanges between schools were common, but for some reason, there was a gradual decline in communication between schools of magic, and this year's Triwizard Tournament was seen by many as a sign of increased communication.

The magically built grandstand accommodated thousands of wizards, and in addition to all the teachers and students of Hogwarts, many wizards from outside the school came to watch this rare event. The stand directly opposite the referee's bench is a special place, where wizards are pure-blood wizards of status and status - Elrond and Gilves are sitting here.

In contrast to the bustling surroundings, Elrond and Gilves' surroundings were quite quiet, as if there was an invisible curtain blocking out the sounds.

"Little one, didn't that stinky boy really tell you anything?" Elrond looked at Flegg beside Gilves.

"You old thing, my grandson said it when you came. "

"Solim, he really didn't reveal anything to me. Flegg sat up straight, looking spirited, "but he asked me about the schedules of those two men. "

"Hmph, it looks like he did it. Gilves looked at Fleur, who was waving her wand, "Huh, this little girl...... It's like—"

"Wipe your saliva, that little girl does have Meiwa blood. Elrond taunted Gilves, "Old eyes are dizzy? you can't see it?Didn't you have one when you were younger......?" Ahem. Elrond finally remembered that there was another minor here, and stopped talking in time.

Gilves didn't reply, and snorted a little uncomfortably.

"Hmph...... Meiwa. "

Flegg sat there as if he hadn't heard, without turning his head.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and even the cheekiness of Elrond and Gilves was a little unbearable. People are old and fine, and looking at the appearance of Fleg, the two old men know that this kid understands what they are talking about just now.

"Ahem...... Tell me, did my unsuccessful grandson treat you well?"

"Yes, yes, how about your life at Hogwarts, how about Demstrby?" Gilvais hurriedly continued.

"Hogwarts is pretty good, I remember the first day I was at Solim's side for dinner...... Flegg was very good, and began to talk about what he saw and felt at Hogwarts, and incidentally told Solim about Richie and Remston at the welcome dinner.

"Foolish!" Elrond slapped his thigh, "Is he afraid that he won't attract the attention of others?"

"It's a good chance, but he can't get away with it if he really wants to kill someone at the dinner party, and I think this kid is the kid who wants to knock the Richie family. Gilves turned to look at his grandson, "I'm not wrong. "

When it was said that Rich and Remston would not dare to come to Hogwarts for dinner and would only eat three meals on the big ship in Durmstrang, Gilvis laughed and began to praise.

Elrond didn't look very happy with Solim's approach.

"I think he did the right thing. Gilves said, "You don't know what the virtues of the Richie family are, and if you don't give some color to see, maybe you'll kick your nose in the face." "

While Elrond was gossiping, Fleur passed the fire dragon and successfully got the golden egg, but her hair and clothes were burned by the dragon flames, and the judges deducted a lot of points.

And Krum in the tent heard that Fleur had successfully passed the fire dragon, and his already gloomy face became even more gloomy, not because he and Fleur had any trouble, but because it was his turn next.

Harry watched Krum leave the tent, and Jacques, who was behind Krum, turned pale, and Harry knew he couldn't see much better. Harry felt like the warriors were waiting to be executed, lining up to cut off their heads one by one.

After the disappearance of Richie and Lymston...... Well, after their deaths, Krum was the only warrior left on Durmstrang, and he had to win this game, both for the sake of school honor and for his personal point of view, and to win it beautifully.

The cheers from the crowd when Krum came out were earth-shattering – he was much more popular than the first two Warriors.

Solim in the tent was a little bored, he didn't have a heavy psychological load like the other warriors. Even if they are facing a fire dragon, as long as they find the right way, they will not be more difficult to masturbate than a cat.

"Very bold!" Bagman roared, followed by the excited roars of the spectators.

This was followed by the painful hiss of the fire dragon.

"The Eye Curse is perfect for dealing with the Celestial Fireball Dragon!" Bagman exclaimed.

"Oh no!"

Hearing Bagman's wail, the warriors in the tent were all nervous, could something have happened?

"Points will be deducted for broken dragon eggs, and Krum is out of luck. However, his bold performance is sure to impress the judges. "

Harry was relieved to see the Warriors, and it seemed that they all thought something had happened to Krum, just like himself. Now any sound outside the tent can startle the warriors.

It seemed that Krum had passed through the dragon, and the rest of the tent all looked at Jacques—he was next. And his opponent is the extremely dangerous Hungarian tree peak.

Reyna and Jacques were talking something, and it seemed that they were cheering each other on, but Solim felt like they were saying goodbye to each other.

"Now there is a warrior in love! Jacques Teffler Picoquet from Beauxbatons! He will face the dangerous Hungarian Tree! Let's welcome this warrior! Let's see what kind of surprise he can bring us!"

Bagman's voice rang out outside the tent, and Harry watched as Jacques stumbled out of the tent.

"He's going to be fine, is he?" asked Solim.

"Do you still have time to worry about others?" Solim shook his head, "To be honest, I think something is going to happen to him - but with so many wizards around, his life should be safeguarded." "

Solim was right.

Bagman's surprise turned into a fright. Jacques didn't finish the game, and if it weren't for the quick rescue of the wizards outside the field, Jacques would have burned like a candle on the spot, but that's it, he was also badly burned. They later learned that Jacques had been taken to St. Mungo's for emergency treatment.