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Chapter 511: This is Not What We Agreed On!
Chapter 511: This is Not What We Agreed On!
On Sunday, Conna spent almost the entire day in the library, trying to find a way to deal with the fire dragon for Kyle.
Even though Kyle had told her multiple times that it wasn't necessary, she didn't listen.
"I'm too nervous. I have to keep myself busy," Conna said as she placed a thick book on the table.
The cover depicted a Hungarian Horntail with golden embossed lettering.
Conna flipped through the book, searching for the dragon's weaknesses.
"I don't think the school would let you duel with a fire dragon. It's probably just a matter of passing by them," she said.
Cedric was also nearby, offering his suggestions.
"I think the Transformation Charm is a good idea. Transform into a dog or some other animal to distract the dragon, then you can slip past it," he proposed.
"Or something simpler..."
Fred looked around and whispered, "You could just release that big guy from the box. It would be a piece of cake to get through."
"Yeah, and then I wouldn't have to participate in the second task," Kyle retorted, "You guys must have taken money from Karkaroff and want me to lose the competition."
"If he could give us enough Galleons, it's not impossible," George said with a smile.
"Too bad we asked for too much," Fred said, "Even if he sold Durmstrang, he couldn't afford it."
"I think a little discount wouldn't hurt," Kyle laughed, "If losing the competition could get me a Durmstrang, I'd be more than happy."
"Oh... Look at him..." At that moment, a commotion suddenly erupted not far away.
"Here he comes again!" Fred complained, "Can't Krum take his fans somewhere else? He's making it hard for others to study here."
"Hmm?" Conna glanced at him, "You're no better, so don't judge."
If there was a book in front of Fred, she might have believed him.
"At least we're not disturbing others," George said.
Conna rolled her eyes, "You mean it's fine if I'm disturbed, right!"
"Of course not... But it's almost the same," Fred chuckled, "It's just a small fire dragon. Don't forget, Kyle has experience."
"Don't drag me into your boasting," Kyle shot him a glance, "Norbert was just a hatchling when I was there. It's different."
"But you must have experience, right?" George said, "Fleur and Krum never raised a fire... um, Norbert."
Another round of chattering noises came from nearby.
"Here they are again," Conna said irritably, "Let's go back. By the way, this is for you..."
She handed Kyle the book, "Riding on Dragonback," and picked up another book, "Basic Charms for Hyperactive and Irritable Creatures," before leaving.
As they exited the library, Hermione also hurried out from the side.
She was clearly annoyed by the noise inside and muttered, "Why can't he stay on that stupid ship to read?"
"Stupid ship?"
"Why would she say that?"
Fred and George exchanged glances, as they had always thought the ship was pretty cool.
When they returned to the common room, Kyle, with nothing to do, decided to spend the afternoon reading with Conna to pass the time.
The first task was scheduled for the next day, and even the usually calm Kyle felt nervous that evening, tossing and turning in bed until late into the night.
The following day.
From the moment Kyle woke up until noon when they went to the Great Hall for lunch, people kept cheering him on.
Then, Professor McGonagall arrived.
"Are you ready?" She said, "The champions need to head to the arena now... to start the first task."
"Alright." Kyle stood up.
"Good luck." Conna whispered.
Cedric patted his arm, "Go for it."
"You'll definitely beat them!"... It was Mikael.
Kyle followed Professor McGonagall out of the Great Hall.
Professor McGonagall seemed a bit anxious, constantly telling Kyle not to be nervous along the way, but Kyle felt like she was talking to herself more.
"We've arranged for some wizards to stand by and intervene if things go awry.
And most importantly... Professor Dumbledore will be watching the entire time, so it'll be fine."
"Professor, you should be more concerned about the other two champions." Kyle said with a smile, "Hopefully their headmaster is as reassuring as Professor Dumbledore."
Professor McGonagall was amused, she placed her hand on Kyle's shoulder, "In any case, be careful, and if it's not working out... conceding isn't a disgrace, remember you're only fifteen."
"Don't worry, Professor." Kyle said.
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After leaving the castle, Professor McGonagall didn't head towards the Forbidden Forest but instead arrived at the Quidditch Stadium.
From the outside, there were no changes, but inside, a thick fog obscured everything, making it impossible to see clearly. The only visible thing was the spectator stand, which seemed much larger than before.
Professor McGonagall led Kyle to the door of a changing room.
"Go in." Her voice trembled a little, "Bagman is inside... he'll tell you what to do next."
"Thank you." Kyle said and pushed open the door to enter.
Fengrong had already arrived, sitting on a low wooden stool, looking pale.
"How are you? Are you okay?" Kyle asked.
Fengrong shook her head, looking at Kyle and opening her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but Ludo Bagman interrupted her.
"Kyle, great." Bagman turned his head to look at him and said happily, "Come in, relax, the Triwizard Tournament isn't that scary."
"Okay, now that everyone is here, I should introduce the situation to you." He stood up, took out three identical quills, and said excitedly, "These are special Portkeys, and once the audience is gathered, they will send you to the arena outside.
Your task is to do your best to get through everything in front of you and make it to the end. Also, I have one more thing to tell you... the red stones are important, they are related to your second task, so you must collect them as much as possible."
No one in the room spoke, and Fengrong and Krum just nodded slightly to indicate that they understood.
"So... that's it." Bagman said, "Now you have a few minutes to calm yourselves."
After saying this, he prepared to distribute the quills.
"You must hold onto it, if you miss the time and don't enter the arena, you'll be directly disqualified..."
"Wait a moment."
At this moment, Fengrong suddenly said, "Don't we need to draw lots?"
"Draw lots?" Bagman was a bit puzzled, "There's no need for that, all the tasks are the same, it's just that each champion is in a different position... of course, if you want to, you can."
He quickly found a cloth bag, put the three quills inside, and then handed them out to each person.
Fengrong was the first to draw.
She looked at the identical quills in the three people's hands, her expression a bit lost.
What's going on, no fire dragons, and no byes... this is different from what Madame Maxime told her.
(End of Chapter)
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