Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Aaron returned the same way holding the reluctant Abe, feeling a little more relaxed than when he came.

The first project is indeed related to dragons, but according to what Charlie said, it doesn't seem to be the kind of one-on-one life-and-death duel.

This is good news for him, because he can speak dragon language, as long as the opponent is not a tree peak dragon, a fireball dragon, a short-nosed dragon, or such a violent dragon, then it is possible to negotiate.

"Ouch! Who's there?"

Karkaroff's voice suddenly came from the darkness, which startled Aaron, thinking that his disillusionment spell and illusion had been seen through.

But when Karkaroff looked in the exact opposite direction, he realized that he was thinking too much.

Probably Harry didn't pay attention when he was walking and bumped into him.

But having said that, it's really interesting. Two days before the first project started, the principals of Beauxbaton and Durmstrang knew the content of the project, and they would definitely tell the warriors in their school.

And he and Harry had enough mental preparations, so the one who suffered the most was Cedric Diggory.

The day before the game, Aaron had breakfast in the auditorium, and then began to take a slow walk in the school.

It is quite necessary to relax and adjust your state before the game.

"Aaron." Harry walked over with a confused expression on his face, "Are you free now? I want to talk to you about something."

"You said."

"Dragon, the adult Charmander is our first project.

I saw them yesterday in the Forbidden Forest. "

"understood."

"what?"

Harry was stunned, and Aaron's calm reaction was completely different from what he expected.

"Did you not understand what I was saying?" Harry asked anxiously, "Or do you think I am joking with you?"

"Of course not, you were with Hagrid that night, and Ms. Maxim, Professor Karkaroff.

I was there at the time and saw the five-headed dragons with my own eyes, especially the Hungarian tree peak dragon, with its impressive bronze-colored spikes on its tail. "

"You..." Harry opened his mouth in a daze, "but how did you know? Adrian told you?"

"Don't be funny, she is quite polite, but she won't tell me this." Aaron said and stroked Abe in his arms, "But I have it, and Abe sensed it after the dragons were brought in. similar existence."

"So that's the case." Harry sneered, and then asked, "Then have you figured out how to pass this project?"

"This depends on the specific situation. After all, we only know that the first project is related to dragons, but it is definitely not a life-and-death struggle with dragons."

"Then is there anything you can do?" Harry said bitterly, "You know me, a breath of the dragon might be gone."

"Ah..." Aaron hesitated for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, "I have my own way, and there are more than one, but none of them suit you.

You can ask Professor McGonagall, or Professor Moody, they may have good ideas. "

"But the Warriors shouldn't know the game in advance, should they?"

"Fate is more important or rules are more important?" Aaron asked with a meaningful smile, "If you are really worried about this issue, why did you tell me the event?"

"Understood." Harry nodded heavily, "I'll go to Professor Moody."

"Right, one more thing.

Sirius guessed it was Karkaroff who put my name in the Goblet of Fire, who used to be... a Death Eater. "

"What?"

Aaron's eyes widened in astonishment.

Nima, this is really outrageous.

It's okay for a giantess to become the headmaster of Beauxbatons, but a Death Eater can still be the headmaster of Durmstrang. Compared with Dumbledore, the identity of the White Devil is much taller.

"Karkaroff used to be a Death Eater, but after he was caught, he confessed the names of many of his accomplices. He committed crimes and performed meritorious deeds, so he was released from Azkaban.

Professor Moody was specially invited by Dumbledore to monitor him. "

"Talent!" Aaron laughed dumbly, "Karkaroff's current situation is not very good.

The Dark Mark has appeared, and he must be on the list to be liquidated after Voldemort's comeback. "

"Perhaps! But the point now is that we have to watch out for him.

Not just him, but Durmstrang's warrior, Viktor Krum. "

"Understood, I will pay attention." Aaron said, Karkaroff has a problem, and his students are naturally suspicious.

"That's all I have to say." Harry shrugged. "It's only fair that I have to tell Cedric about the first project before I go to Professor Moody."

"what ever."

After Harry left, he found Cedric on a lawn.

He was surrounded by several Hufflepuffs and was easy to find.

"Cedric, can I speak to you?"

"can."

After confirming that no one else was around, Harry told him that dragon fighting was the first project.

Cedric was taken aback by this, and for the first time fear appeared in his gray eyes.

"Are you sure you're not kidding?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, five dragons, one for each of us.

Maybe just passing them, but even that is dangerous. "

"That Fleur, Krum, and Aaron..."

"They all know."

"Okay!" Cedric pursed his lips, then looked at Harry suspiciously, "Why did you tell me?"

"Maybe it's for fairness! I can't watch you face those giants unprepared."

"So you're ready?" Cedric asked with interest.

"Not yet...no." Harry said shyly, "I'm going to ask Professor Moody, he might know something that can help my spell."

"But this way you know about the competition in advance..."

"My life is almost gone, who cares about this."

Cedric:  …

......

Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office.

Every time the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor changes, the room will change its style.

Lockhart's is covered with pictures of himself on the wall, Lupine has a lot of dark magic animals used in class, and Quirrell...he didn't come here when he was in first grade.

Now this office is full of a lot of strange things, there is a large looking glass, a mirror hanging on the wall, many dark figures can be reflected in it, but the weirdest thing is the big wooden tree under the window. The box, that box had at least seven locks on it.

Harry looked at Professor Moody who was sizing him up cautiously. Whether it was the normal eye or the magic eye that kept turning, it put him under a lot of pressure.

"So, you found those dragons in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Accidentally discovered."

"It doesn't matter, cheating is also an old tradition in the Triwizard Tournament." Moody smiled indifferently, "So, how do you plan to deal with the dragon?"

"I haven't made up my mind yet."

"Sit down." Moody kicked a chair in front of him, motioning for Harry to sit down in front of him.

"Listen to me, Potter.

Your friend Digory, at your age, can turn a whistle into a watch, a watch that sings and tells the time.

Miss Delacour, she is not a little princess who can only act like a baby.

Krum has well-developed limbs and a simple mind, but he has a headmaster Karkaroff who is better than ghosts.

As for Gaius... I don't know much about it, but he mastered an Unforgivable Curse last year, and behind him stands a referee with a strong background. No matter how they appear to be at odds, Adrian will definitely not Watching him have an accident.

Each of them has their strengths, Potter, what are your strengths? "

"I, I don't know." Harry said embarrassedly, "I can fly, I fly pretty well, but I..."

"I know." Moody nodded gratified, "Flying very well."

"But brooms are not allowed in the competition."

"But it didn't say you can't use a wand!" Moody said meaningfully.

Harry froze for a moment, then suddenly realized.

Adrian explained that everyone can only bring one wand when entering the arena, but how to use it depends on the warrior himself.

This means he can use a broomstick, he just needs to summon it to the arena in a logical way.

Summoning spells, yes, summoning spells.

This spell was taught by Professor Flitwick. Although he is not very proficient, he still has a certain foundation.

The game starts tomorrow afternoon, and he still has a day to train.

He has no other choice, whether he can succeed or not, he must succeed.

Having figured this out, Harry immediately left the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and hurried to find Hermione for help.

To practice the summoning spell, he needs the guidance of a master student. Originally, Aaron is the most suitable, but he is also a warrior of the Triwizard Tournament, so he may not have time to teach him.

It was a spell that Harry barely mastered after practicing from the afternoon to the early morning.

He was still not very confident. After all, all his training was only done in the classroom, and the match scene was too far away from the Firebolt. He hadn't tried the long-distance summoning of this spell yet.

But even so, most of the haze in his heart was cleared away. Before today, he was at a loss except for panic, and now he can at least see a hope.

However, after waking up, the atmosphere of tension and excitement in the school made him feel guilty again.

In tension, time seems to pass very quickly.

He was still in class in the classroom just a moment ago, but when he came back to his senses, he found himself in the auditorium.

"Potter, Gaius, and the Warriors are all going down to the grounds... You must be ready to complete the first project."

"Understood, Professor McGonagall, wait until I finish feeding Abe." Aaron said relaxedly.

Harry also stood up from his seat, and he threw the fork into the plate with unprecedented determination on his face.

"Good luck," Hermione whispered. "Harry, you have to believe in yourself, and you will succeed."

"hope so!"

"It seems that you have a strategy?" Aaron asked playfully, "Can you tell me?"

"I'm going to use a broomstick."

"Oh! Summoning spell, what a good idea."

"But the distance is too far." Harry wanted to cry without tears, "Even the Firebolt, the time from the castle to the venue is enough for Dragon Burn to kill me twice."

"It's really stupid, you can just take the Firebolt outside the arena, the auditorium should not be far from the arena!"

Harry:  …

Hermione:  …