"I certainly have many ways to knock down the dragon or steal the golden egg directly under the nose of the dragon's nose. The wise Ravenclaw can come up with at least two dozen different plans in one minute."

"But none of your plans is feasible for me. I am just a fourth-grade wizard, not Merlin's reincarnation." Silver said with a frown. "I need a foolproof plan. Using the transformation technique is too risky. I can't guarantee that the dragon will be interested in the animals I transformed. You must not think about directly attacking the dragon with spells. There is a spell that can penetrate the dragon's skin and knock down the fire dragon, but which dragon do you think will quietly wait for me to finish reciting the string of long spells without using dragon breath to greet me?"

"This is your problem anyway. Little Jack, it is impossible to do things without taking risks. If you can't find a breakthrough point in the spell, why not consider the ancient magic text?"

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"Jack, the Warriors are going to the venue below... Be prepared, this is your first project." Professor Flevy hurried to the auditorium and called Silver who was eating.

"Professor, I'm so anxious. I haven't finished my meal yet?"

"Because the other contestants looked like they couldn't eat, the jury decided to go ahead and leave quickly, Jack, wait until you have a lot of time to eat slowly."

Professor Flevy led him around the edge of the Forbidden Forest and came to the front of a tent.

"I can only send you here. You will go in with other Warriors, and someone will tell you the precautions for the game." Professor Flevy blinked at him, "I think you should have prepared."

"Don't worry, professor, I have put a lot of effort into today's competition."

Silver walked into the tent and found that he was the last one to arrive. The other warriors were sitting on the stool, with pale faces. Fleur Delacure sat on a low wooden stool in the corner. She was not as calm as usual, with a sick look. Wickdor Clum said nothing and had a gloomy face. Harry Potter also stood aside, his face tightly.

"Okay, everyone is here." Bagman, wearing the old Hornets uniform, said happily: "I will hand this bag in turn to each of you," - he raised a purple silk bag and shook it at them - "You pick out the small models of the thing you are going to face from it! They have different - well - kinds. I have one more thing to tell you... Oh, by the way... your task is to pick up the golden eggs!"

"Ladies are preferred," he said, handing the bag to Fleur Delakure.

She put a trembling hand into the cloth bag and took out a small, beautiful dragon model - a Welsh green dragon with a number tied around her neck: No. 2.

Krum took out a bright red Chinese fireball, and the number was number three tied around his neck.

Silver drew the silver-blue Swedish short-nosed dragon, and the number tied around his neck was number one.

Harry Potter slowly reached into the silk bag and took out the last Hungarian tree bee, No. 4.

"Okay, you all got it!" said Bagman, "You have all drawn the fire dragon you are going to face. The number on its neck is the order in which you go to deal with the fire dragon. Do you understand? Well, I'm going to leave you for a while now because I'm going to give an explanation to the audience. Mr. Silver, you are the first one, and you walk into the venue as soon as you hear the whistle. Do you know? Then... Harry... can I say a few words to you? Come outside?"

"Well... OK," Harry Potter said with a blank look on his face. He stood up and came outside the tent with Bagman.

But at this time Silver had no time to care about what was happening between Harry Potter and Bagman-the whistle rang out after a moment.

"Oh, I'm the first one, I wish me good luck, I'll try to get a good start," Silver said to Fleur and Krum. They barely squeezed out a smile in response.

"Hello, everyone, I believe everyone already knows who I am, but for those who still don't know me, I still want to introduce myself - I am Ludo Bagman, the director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic. I am very happy to be back to Hogwarts to participate in the commentary on this unprecedented triple-triple tournament. The first event of our Warriors' game is to steal the golden egg in front of a fire dragon!" Bagman's voice clearly spread to every corner of the field through amplified magic.

"Let's take a look. The fire dragon on the field is a relatively rare Swedish short-nosed dragon. This silver-blue big guy looks very beautiful - of course it is also very dangerous. It can spray dazzling blue flames from its nostrils. This blue flame is very powerful. Even in the fire dragon, the Swedish short-nosed dragon's flame power is in the top three. Compared with its dragon breath, the Swedish short-nosed dragon's melee ability is slightly inferior - but this is only relative to the fire dragon. I think no wizard would think he could knock down a fire dragon with his fist."

There was laughter in the audience.

"Okay, our number one Warrior is in place, please give him warm applause! The first warrior to challenge the Fire Dragon is Jack Silver from the Lavenclaw Academy of Hogwarts. He is waving to everyone, and he looks very confident. Let's see how Silver will face a Fire Dragon?"

"Oh, look, Silver started casting spells. Hey, he turned a stone into a Scottish shepherd. Is he going to let this dog attract the attention of Swedish short-nosed dragon? This is a very powerful transfiguration. As far as I know, Silver is still a fourth-grade student this year. I couldn't cast such a powerful transfiguration in the fourth-grade. But using this shepherd alone is not enough. Swedish short-nosed dragon can easily spew the flames out a hundred feet away-oh, Silver has movements, he has transformed many paper birds. Is Mr. Silver planning to stage a summoning transformation show?"

"Look, the Swedish short-nosed dragon ignored the paper birds, and the fire dragon was quite wise, but he had already set his sights on the Scottish Shepherd that was provoking it, and it flew towards the dog. At this time, Mr. Silver still slowly directed the paper birds to fly towards the dragon's nest."

"The Scottish Shepherd Dog performed well. It avoided several deadly dragon breaths. Oh oh oh, the fire dragon was angry. This time it couldn't escape. Oh my god! It was the bull's-eye, now it's Silver's turn! The fire dragon has rushed towards him! And Silver seemed to be stunned, he stood there motionless. Off-field dragon training wizard, please be ready to rescue! The Swedish short-nosed dragon sprayed a scorching blue flame at Silver! Oh my god, Mr. Silver disappeared. Where did he run?"

There was noisy in the audience.
Chapter completed!