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Chapter 159 Dragon Fighting (2)

 The passage of time does not slow down according to one's will, but when Harry stood in front of him and told him that the first project was the fire dragon, Rove was still a little surprised.

"Can you repeat what you just said?"

"The first project is the fire dragon. There are four in total. Each of us has one, and we must pass by them."

When Harry repeated what he had just said, he did not see fear similar to his own in Rolf's eyes. He only saw a hint of surprise and appreciation, as if he had heard that what they were about to face was not four.

The fire dragon looks like four lizards.

"You should know that Warriors should not know the content of the project before it starts."

"But I already know it, and Fleur and Krum also know it now, because Madame Maxime and Karkaroff also saw the fire dragon."

"So you think I'm the only one who was kept in the dark, so you came here to tell me this?"

Harry didn't know how to answer Rove's question. But he was even more fortunate that Rove didn't ask how he knew the first project was a fire dragon.

"Yes, this is only fair, isn't it? Now we all know it and we are all standing on the same starting line."

After listening to Harry's answer, Rolf took a deep look at him, and then expressed his gratitude to him. Although he did not need the news he brought to him, the quality and intention represented by his behavior

But it deserves to be thanked.

"Well, thank you, Harry. But I think I should go to class, otherwise Professor Flitwick won't let me go."

"Okay, Rolf. Actually, you helped me more, and I'm always grateful to you."

This time, Rolf stopped being polite to Harry. He nodded and turned around to leave. He didn't lie just now. If he didn't leave, he would really be late for class.

Harry's arrival and his news did not have any impact on Rove's plan. He still completed today's classes step by step, and then went to the auditorium to have dinner and chat with Luna as usual.

In the end, he returned to the dormitory as usual, washed up and fell asleep peacefully. As for the lottery and project announcement that was about to come the next day, it was just a matter that was within his control.

As the saying goes, care leads to chaos. Even a wise and calm Professor McGonagall will inevitably become nervous when he learns that his students will face a fire dragon.

"Potter, now the warriors have to go to the field below... You must be ready to complete the first project."

When Professor McGonagall called Harry's name and informed him, he was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the knife and fork in his hand. With the crisp sound of the knife and fork falling on the plate, Harry stood up.

, and left the auditorium with Professor McGonagall.

"Okay, don't be nervous, keep a calm mind... We have arranged some wizards nearby, if things go wrong, they will step forward to control the situation... The most important thing is to give full play to your own abilities, no one will think

You are inferior to others...are you okay?"

On the way to the lottery tent with Harry, Professor McGonagall tried her best to comfort Harry. She could see his nervousness and fear, and she was the same, but she still did everything she could to give her favorite

Comfort and care for students.

"It's okay, Professor, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

Compared to Professor McGonagall's concern and comfort for Harry, Flitwick was full of confidence in Rove. Although he didn't know where this confidence came from, he believed that there would be nothing wrong with his student.
"Well, come on, Rolf Scamander."

"Of course, my professor, I won't let you down. Never, right?"

After hearing these words from Rove, Professor Flitwick showed a smile full of encouragement and relief. Then he watched Rove walk into the tent where the warriors drew lots, and then turned and left.

When Rolf walked into the tent, Fleur and Krum were already here, but Harry hadn't come yet. It seems that he was the last one to arrive in the original book, is it because the protagonist is always the last one to appear?

Just as Rove was thinking about all this, Harry lifted the curtain and walked into the tent. After Rove nodded to him as a greeting, he began to look at Fleur and Krum again.
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Compared to Fleur, who showed visible panic, Klum just looked worse. Of course, there is another possibility, that is, this young man was born with facial paralysis and could not make many other expressions.

Of course, Harry's performance was not much better than these two. When I just smiled at him, he smiled like a zombie in some horror movies.

However, after seeing Rolf's calmness and stability, Harry calmed down a little. Then, the voice from behind startled him again.

"Harry! Great, the warriors are finally here! Come, relax and treat yourself as your own home."

After Harry turned around, he realized that it was Mr. Bagman. He stood excitedly among the warriors, looking like a funny cartoon character because he was wearing his old Wasps suit again.

Team uniform.

"Okay, since everyone is here now, let me introduce the situation. When the audience comes in, I will pass this bag to each of you in turn, and then you will jump out of it and you will each

A small model of the opponent you are facing."

"They have different types and sizes, so the difficulty will be slightly different. Ah! By the way, I almost forgot to tell you that your task is to capture the golden egg."

Harry felt that it was an impossible task for him to seize the golden egg under the protection of the dragon. Judging from the expressions on Fleur and Krum's faces, they seemed to feel the same way.

Only Rolf, he still looked so indifferent that Harry couldn't tell what he was thinking. But when Harry looked at him, he nodded and smiled at him, and Harry also gave a very reluctant reply.

smile.

Time always passes unnoticed, and before Harry had time to calm down completely, Mr. Bagman had already opened the bag in his hand and walked up to Fleur Delacour.

"Ladies first."

Obviously Fleur was not ready either. She was startled by Mr. Bagman's voice, but she still put her trembling hand into the bag and took out a small, lifelike dragon model - it was

Welsh Green Dragon.


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