Seeing Malfoy collecting the dragon into a red and white magic item, several officials from the Ministry of Magic looked at each other and quickly stepped forward to surrounded him.

Seeing this, Malfoy showed a puzzled expression: "Gentlemen, what are you doing?"

An official in charge walked forward and stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Malfoy, please release the dragon."

When Malfoy saw that he was here to ask for the dragon from him, he suddenly became furious: "Why should I release the dragon I caught with my ability?"

The official was speechless, looking at the chains swaying beside Malfoy, he couldn't help but feel a little timid and advised with kind words: "This is a giant dragon belonging to the Ministry of Magic. I think it's better for you to give it back to us."

Malfoy raised his face with disdain: "I don't want you to think, I want me to think, if you don't think it works, I think it works. The dragon I caught is mine, no one can snatch it from me!"

The official couldn't help but turn a blind eye, glanced at the elf ball in his hand, and said in a stern tone: "Mr. Malfoy, the rules do not allow magic items other than the wand to enter, you seem to have been fouled! I think you need to explain!"

"I, Malfoy, acted throughout my life, so why should I explain to others!"

Malfoy sneered, protected his whole body with chains, and walked majesticly outside.

The official was angry, but he was helpless with him. He came to Dumbledore in anger and said, "Mr. Dumbledore..."

Dumbledore shrugged helplessly and said in a helpless tone: "His father is the school director, and I can't do anything to him. I think you can go to his father, Mr. Lucius, to discuss the ownership of the dragon."

The official twitched his cheek and almost thought of Lucius's remarks.

Lucius: The dragon you lost in Hogwarts, go find Dumbledore to go, what does it have to do with me, Lucius Malfoy!

Thinking of Lucius's hateful face, the official felt a headache and said to the five referees depressedly: "Malfoy will be fouled and half of the points need to be deducted!"

Several referees looked at each other a few times, and saw that Dumbledore had no objection, they nodded in agreement one after another.

Soon, the scores of the four Warriors were announced.

Fleur and Harry both scored 50 points, Crum, third-placed, scored 38 points, and Malfoy ranked last with 25 points.

After the first competition, we arrived at the Christmas dance party in the usual Triumph Championship.

Dumbledore dressed up the auditorium in warm colors early on, and found a bunch of bats like in previous years to serve as Christmas decorations.

As the music sounded in the auditorium, the students changed into dance dresses and invited themselves to find a dance partner in advance to dance.

Furong, wearing a gorgeous dress, sat on a chair in the corner of the hall, elegantly rejecting a group of shy boys who came to dance to her, and her eyes kept patrolling the auditorium.

In Hogwarts, there are only three students who can get her favor, the Dragon Slayer Harry Potter, who is surrounded by an Asian pretty girl, who can be ruled out first.

The binding master Malfoy found a loli who was younger than him, with a proud look on his face as if he was spreading his tail. It was obvious that he could pass it.

In the end, her target was on the master of staff Chen Mang.

Like her, Chen Mang also rejected all the girls who came forward to invite him to dance, his eyes kept sweeping around, as if he was looking for a suitable dance partner.

Furong smiled slightly, took elegant steps, came to Chen Mang with a confident look on her face, and stretched out her hand and said, "Can you invite you to dance?"

Chen Mang glanced at Furong and said with regret: "Sorry, I've found a dance partner."

Furong's smiling face froze slightly and she said, "I think she must be very outstanding."

Chen Mang nodded with confidence: "It's indeed excellent. If you want to catch up with her, it will take at least fifty years."

After hearing Chen Mang's words, Furong immediately felt a strong sense of competitiveness in her heart.

She didn't believe that there were so many girls in Hogwarts who were so good than her. She sat next to Chen Mang calmly, wanting to see what kind of person he could praise Chen Mang so much!

After a while, Professor McGonagall walked towards Chen Mang and stretched out his hand and said, "I've been waiting for a long time."

Chen Mang held her hand and walked towards the center of the auditorium together.

“…”

Furong's almond eyes were wide open, and her cheeks were beating uncontrollably.

As Chen Mang said, if she wants to catch up with Professor McGonagall's age and status, wouldn't she have to wait another fifty years...

When he arrived at the center of the dance floor, Professor McGonagall felt the surprised gazes coming from around him and couldn't help laughing: "You will make many girls sad."

Chen Mang rolled his eyes: "Talking about serious matters, have the big snake Nagini found it?"

Professor McGonagall kept smiling and whispered: "As you said, it and Voldemort were hiding in the Riddle Mansion in Little Hangerton Village. More than twenty Death Eaters gathered in the village, and the guards were very tight. I went there myself and did not disturb them."

Chen Mang said: "When the people of the Order of the Phoenix will be blocked from the periphery, I will ask Bella to rush in and consume them for a while before talking about it."

"Then I'm waiting to see your performance."

Professor McGonagall's mouth rose slightly and danced amid the melodious music.

Hagrid, who was standing beside him, hugging the principal of Busbaton, and the two giants danced as if no one was around, while communicating loudly with a low voice.

Harry and others were all immersed in the ambiguous atmosphere unique to adolescence and enjoyed this quiet time.

After Chen Mang finished a dance, he and Professor McGonagall quietly left the auditorium. The two acted separately to prepare for the final battle.

A moment later, Chen Mang brought Ravenclaw's crown and led Snape to the screaming shack.

This time, Snape was no longer pretending to be Malfoy, but the real Snape, whose cold aura made the Death Eaters feel a little scared and consciously made the way.

At this time, Bella had been waiting here with more than a dozen Death Eaters for a long time. Each Death Eater was wearing a pointed hat and cloak, covering her face with a mask, and a "FFF" logo was printed on her chest.

Seeing Chen Mang coming to sit in the room, Bella and a group of Death Eaters knelt on one knee and shouted in unison with excitement: "Welcome to the master!"

Chen Mang nodded slightly: "Snape has found out whereabouts of my clone, and is now hiding in the little Hangden village to survive. When the three-strong competition is over, I will teleport you over and catch them all in one place."

"Snape!"

Chen Mang shouted loudly, and Snape walked forward expressionlessly, took out handfuls of sickles from his magic pocket, and distributed them to the Death Eater in front of him, while saying, "This is the death sickle refined by the master. It has amazing power and can withstand three Avada Sauvignon curse."

Bella stroked the sickle in her hand, felt the rich magic from it, and shouted with a group of subordinates: "Thank you for the gift of Master, for the great Voldemort!"
Chapter completed!