Chapter 228: Game start
The Grangers were invited to Hogwarts to watch the game, which reassured Hermione a lot.
However, when the Granger and his wife were brought to the arena by Elsa, the husband and wife were not calm.
To be precise, Mrs. Granger is already hysterical...
"What is that? What is that?!" Mrs. Granger pointed to the five-headed fire dragon trapped in the iron cage not far away, shouting loudly, her face full of horror, her thin fingers clenched tightly On Chris's arm, the grip of Chris felt a pain in the flesh.
"Calm down dear..." Chris patted Mrs Granger on the shoulder.
"How can I calm down? How can you make me calm down?" Mrs. Granger was like an angry lioness: "This is what our daughter will face in a while... No, I'm going to take her home, we won't participate The game is over..."
Mrs. Granger's head seemed a little dumb, and she muttered to herself in panic.
"Don't worry, Iger is here." Elsa quickly comforted Mrs Granger in a soft voice.
Mrs. Granger's eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes...Yes, Iger also wants to go together..."
Elsa: "..."
What more can I say?
"Calm down, Jane..." Chris reads the Daily Prophet every day, and still has a certain understanding of the magic world: "Iger is very strong, and he will not put Hermione in danger."
"That's it..." Aisha hurriedly echoed: "Iger is very strong, and the fire dragon in his hands is no different from a puppy or something..."
"Puppy..." Mrs. Granger seemed to have stabilized a lot.
After hearing a burst of hearty laughter in the distance, several people turned their heads to look at the edge of the forbidden forest. Emily was riding a huge three-headed dog. The three-headed dog was fierce, about twenty feet tall. The size looks horrible.
Soon, Emily jumped off the three-headed dog and waved to the giant dog. The three-headed giant dog turned and returned to the Forbidden Forest.
"Puppy...?" Mrs Granger rolled her eyes and fainted...
"Oh... God..." Chris reluctantly picked up Mrs. Granger and shook his head with a wry smile: "It's fine to faint..."
At the same time, in a big tent outside the venue, Crouch's group was preparing for the game for several warriors.
"Very well, now that everyone is here, it's time to introduce the situation to you..." Bagman said excitedly, wearing his old Hornets uniform: "After the audience gathers, I will take this The bags are handed to each of you in turn."
Saying that, he held up a purple silk cloth bag and shook it at several people: "You pick out a small model of the thing you are going to face from inside, they have different...emmm...kinds, and one more thing I want to tell you, ah... yes, your job is to pick up the golden eggs!"
A few people nodded, but except for Hermione, the others looked sick, their mouths tightly closed, as if they would spit out when they opened their mouths...
Soon, there were bursts of footsteps outside the tent, and the dense footsteps were all concentrated in the viewing arena.
"Then, we should also prepare." Bagman untied the silk cloth bag and handed the bag to Hermione: "Ladies first..."
Hermione reached out and scratched it, then pulled out a dark green fire dragon model with golden horns.
Iger breathed a sigh of relief, and Hermione really got the best deal.
Among the five dragons, the Romanian ceratopsian should be the least distinctive...
Swedish Brachysaurus, Romanian Ceratopsian, Norwegian Ridgeback, Peruvian Vipertooth and Hungarian Horntail…
The short-nosed dragon's breath is too sinister, and it will die when touched...
The fangtooth flies too fast, the fastest of all fire dragons...
Not to mention the wasp, it is twice the size of other dragons...
Spinosaurus is okay, but it is a small wasp. Although it is much smaller in size and has no thorns on its body, it is very aggressive...
Judging from the current situation, Hermione should be the luckiest one to draw the horned dragon.
"Romanian ceratopsian..." Bagman said.
The horned dragon's magical neck is tied with a number: No. 5...
"The last one to play, the finale..." Iger grinned.
Hermione nodded nervously and sat quietly in a soft chair.
Soon, Furong took out a small fire dragon-Swedish short-nosed dragon from the bag...
It can be seen that Furong seems to be in a very bad mood, because the short-nosed dragon has a number plate number one tied around its neck...
Next was Jiang Xuanzhong, who drew the Norwegian Ridgeback and played No. 3.
Krum managed to catch the Hungarian wasp. Iger almost didn't laugh when he watched it. Only then did he realize that the model of the Hungarian wasp was actually the same size as other fire dragons...
On the neck of the fire dragon is No. 2...
Iger nodded slightly, so it seems that the poison-tooth dragon should be No. 4, but now it has been bye.
"Okay, you all got it!" Bagman said: "You all drew the fire dragon you are about to face, and the number on your neck is the order in which you will deal with the fire dragon, understand? Okay kids , I'm going to leave you for a while now, because I'm going to explain to the audience, Miss Delacour, you're the first, you can come in when you hear the whistle. And Mr. Morriss, as the referee, I I think you should go first."
Iger nodded, squeezed Hermione's little hand lightly, and took out a small doll from his arms and stuffed it into Hermione's hand.
The egg **** fell into Hermione's arms with a moved face, and stayed in Iger's box every day for him to suffocate.
"Stay with her." Iger looked at the egg **** fiercely.
"Of course!" Egg Tart straightened out her chest, and Hermione giggled from the mentally retarded look.
Turning around and leisurely walking into the venue, as soon as Iger's figure appeared, there were cheers from all around, and in the audience, Mrs. Granger woke up beside Chris.
"Iger, is that Iger?" Mrs. Granger looked at the arena worriedly.
"Don't worry, Iger is very strong." Elsa hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her.
Just as they were talking, a group of wizards from the Ministry of Magic outside the field shoved a fire dragon into the field.
Iger looked at the fire dragon with a lot of iron cables on his body speechlessly, and with a wave of his hand, the iron cables on the fire dragon disappeared without a trace.
Not at all like in the movie...
Iger looked around. In front of the surrounding stands, there was a staff of the Ministry of Magic holding a wand Except for the front of the rostrum, it seemed that the entire auditorium should be firmly protected. Woke up.
Come to think of it, otherwise who would dare to watch it so close?
The fire dragon that was sent in was the Swedish short-nosed dragon, and it was also the opponent that Furong was about to face, but it seemed to be very honest. The first time he saw Iger, he shrunk himself into a small corner, quietly. Wait, there is no majesty of being a fire dragon at all...
"Shhh!!"
There were bursts of boos all around, and it seemed that this dragon's cowardice was a bit boring to the audience.
"Come on, hurry up!" On the stand, the twins shouted loudly at the fire dragon, and kept slamming the fire dragon, hoping that the fire dragon would output a wave to Iger first...
The corners of Iger's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes angrily, then picked up the spoon on his chest and blew loudly.
Bagman suddenly shouted: "Very good, the referee blew the whistle, then please our first warrior - Fleur Delacour!"