Chapter 275 The game begins

Taking advantage of the time before the game, Ryan took the opportunity to ask Professor McGonagall a lot of questions about deformation that he encountered when he taught himself Nymph's magic book. After confirming that Ryan's Transfiguration level met the requirements through some tests, Professor McGonagall handed over the Human Body Transfiguration, which was supposed to be taught only by the Transfiguration Enhancement Class. Even teaching Ryan a lot of her own valuable experience.

I sincerely hope that you can win this competition, Ryan. Professor McGonagall said when he was almost ready to leave.

Thank you, Professor McGonagall, I'm ready this time and will definitely win. Ryan bowed to Professor McGonagall before leaving the classroom.

In addition to Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout provided some help to Lane. It seems that most of the professors in the school are willing to provide some convenience for the warriors of the school.

Ryan went to bed early on Monday night. After all, getting in shape before the battle was the most important thing.

Game day is approaching quickly, although Ryan wants to rant about having regular classes in the morning of the afternoon game. But fortunately, the morning was just a class on the history of magic, which gave Ryan enough time to deduce the content of the afternoon game.

With Quidditch cancelled this year, Hogwarts students poured their enthusiasm into the Triwizard Tournament. Even though the school still had classes in the morning, it did not dampen everyone's enthusiasm.

By noon, all the students knew about the afternoon game. After lunch, the auditorium was soon filled with the noisy voices of the students. Of course, these noises have nothing to do with Ryan - because Professor McGonagall came over just after dinner and asked Ryan to go to the game ahead of schedule.

When Ryan stood up to prepare, he suddenly heard the sound of a stool being pulled from behind, and then Hermione called him from behind, Ryan—

What— Ryan was hugged by Hermione as soon as he turned around, and then she leaned in and said, Good luck, you will definitely succeed.

It's definitely fine. Ryan patted Hermione on the back. Several students around who saw this scene exclaimed. Ryan even heard Ginny complaining in a low voice next to him: It's too bad, why didn't I think of...

After saying goodbye to Hermione, Ryan and Harry walked around the edge of the Forbidden Forest and walked towards the place where the fire dragon was. The grove that could have seen the field clearly had erected a tent at this moment, blocking the fire dragons, and the entrance of the tent was facing them.

Along the way, Professor McGonagall seemed a little anxious, and when she got to the door, she began to warn Ryan and the two of them.

Keep your head down... We have some wizards on the side, if the situation is not good, they will come forward to control the situation... The most important thing is to make full use of your own abilities, Harry, everything is safe. If you think it is resolved No, you can call for help directly. At this time, life is more important than glory. Ryan, I know you are more prepared this time. But you must be as careful as possible after you play, and don’t be careless.”

No problem. The two said in unison. Looking at the solemn and flat facial expressions of the two, Professor McGonagall seemed to relax a little, and nodded to indicate that they could go in.

The plot changed slightly, when Ryan and Harry walked into the tent to find it was empty, and it seemed they were the first to arrive. After finding a stool to sit down, he turned his head and asked Harry next to him, Are you ready?

No problem. Harry's answer sounded nervous, but he could hear the confidence in it. Sirius and Ginny have come up with some good ideas, and Ginny and I have already mastered those methods in the past two days.

That's good, come on! Ryan made a gesture of encouragement after clenching his fists, and Harry smiled when he saw it. At this time, the sound of footsteps from the door interrupted their conversation. As soon as the door curtain was opened, Krum and another Durmstrang warrior walked in, and then found a stool and sat down.

Over time, the Warriors and staff all arrived one after another.

Ryan saw that most of the warriors were pale. It seemed that they all knew what they were going to face. It was obvious that the dragon posed enough threats to everyone.

After looking around the tent for a week, Ryan found that he was actually the most handsome of these warriors. It can only be said that each person’s ability to cope with stress is different, and their performance in the face of stress is also different.

Of course, Ryan knew at this time that these people in front of him were enough to be called warriors, after all, none of them escaped. And being able to be so calm is just taking advantage of the fact that he has more actual combat experience. At least in Ryan's eyes, the lethality of the dragon is not as strong as that of the blood god last year.

Moreover, everyone who can sit here is a warrior, and those who have trembling lips are not necessarily afraid. Maybe it was because he was excited about the upcoming battle. Just like Ryan has seen people in several other worlds who are happy when they hear a battle, they are very excited before every battle.

Finally, as soon as the tent door was lifted, Barty came in, wearing an old Hornets uniform. Clearly he wants to bring back memories of his past glory and not focus on his middle-aged man's belly. .

There's no need for everyone to be nervous. Relax, just like being at home! Looking at everyone's faces, he tried to soothe the atmosphere in the tent.

--Do the wizards have fire dragons in their homes? After hearing this sentence, a strange thought suddenly popped into Ryan's mind.

Okay, I'm very happy that everyone is here now, I hope I'm not too late - it's time to introduce the situation to you! Bagman said happily, After the audience gathers, I will take this cloth bag in turn. Hand it to each of you.

He held up a purple silk bag and shook it at all the warriors--You pick out a small model of the thing you're going to face! They're different, um, kinds. I have one more thing. I want to tell you, well, your job is to pick up the golden eggs!

The foreword he said was out of context, and the warriors sitting here now all knew what the mission he was talking about—traveling through the fire dragon and obtaining the golden egg. However, everyone could not show that they understood this, because theoretically they should not have known, and the scene was a little embarrassing.

Just as they were talking, footsteps and conversations could be heard from outside the tent - it was clear that the audience had begun to gather.

Hearing the noise outside getting louder and louder, Bagman took out a pocket watch and untied the purple cloth bag.

Come on, ladies first, he said, handing the bag to Fleur Delacour.

She reached into a cloth bag with a trembling hand and pulled out a small, lifelike model of a dragon—a Welsh green dragon with a number tied around its neck: one.

Next was another warrior of Beauxbatons-she was as pale as Fleur, and when she took it out, everyone found that she had to deal with a Chinese fireball, but it was number three.

It seems that this game is indeed a women's priority.

Next in the lottery was Krum, who drew No. 4: a Welsh green dragon like Fleur. Then his companion drew the Romanian Longhorn No. 5.

Harry swallowed and stretched his hands stiffly into his pockets, turning even paler when he spread out his hands after taking out the things - number two, the Swedish short-nosed dragon.

Well, Ryan now knows his opponent, the Hungarian Horntail No. 6.