Harry Potter's Bastard

Just as Harry and Cedric were talking and going downstairs to go to a herbal medicine class, he ran into Moody around the corner of the hallway.

"You're good, Harry. Moody said thoughtlessly when he saw Harry.

Harry looked at Moody in confusion.

"You've just done something very personable. Moody's words slowed Harry's heart by half a beat, could it be that he heard the conversation with Cedric?

"Don't worry. Moody said, seemingly able to see through Harry's heart, "So, you've found out about the dragon?"

Harry didn't know if he should tell the truth, because it was cheating to know before the game what a particular item was going to look like.

"It doesn't matter. "Cheating has always been a tradition in the Triwizard Tournament anyway. "

Harry couldn't help but grin when he heard this, Solim said the same thing, Hagrid said something similar last night, and now Professor Moody said the same, it seems that cheating is really a tradition in Triwizard Tournament.

"Do you have a way, do you know how to get through the dragon?" Moody's magic eye slid and turned, as if it was constantly looking around.

"Hmm...... I guess. Harry wasn't sure why Moody was asking this question, was he going to give himself some advice?

"It's okay, a young wizard of your age......" Moody paused in the middle of his words, his eyes looking at Harry, along with the magic eye, "you said you had a way?"

"Hmm...... Play to your strengths. Harry said cautiously, "They have a rule that warriors are only allowed to use wands, but they don't make it clear that they can't use wands to summon anything else. "

Moody stared at Harry, and just as Harry was muttering to himself, Moody suddenly burst into a smile on his terrifying face, "Yes, very good." Looks like you're ready to fly?"

"I think so. Harry cautioned that many of the students had a sense of distrust of Moody after he tried to recite the Imperius Curse to the students, even though he was a former Oro.

"So did you come up with this method yourself?" Moody asked casually, how could Moody, or Barty, Jr.'s main task was Harry, not to seriously study Harry as a person, and Barty Jr. dared to say that Harry didn't come up with the idea himself, it was definitely Hermione or that Selwyn told Harry.

"Professor, I'm already late, I think I'll have to go to the herb class now. "

In the greenhouse, Hermione was carefully pruning a winged bush, and Harry whispered to Hermione what had just happened.

"What do you mean by Moody?" said Harry, absentmindedly fiddling with the branches of the fluttering bush, "why did he find me out of purpose, was he going to help me?" and I felt as if he was interested in what I was talking about. "

"Maybe you can ask Solim in the evening. "

Harry quickly put the matter behind him, as today was the last day, and the first event of the Triwizard Tournament was coming tomorrow. Harry was going to practice the Flying Charm again on the final day, and he wanted to make sure it was safe - it was the only way Harry could fight the dragon, after all.

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When the sun rose the next day, an indescribable excitement and restlessness filled the castle. Everyone knows what it means today, and the first event of the Triwizard Tournament will be held in the afternoon. The topic of the Triwizard Tournament is suddenly hot again, the lace news of the Warriors, who will be the most capable Warrior to win the championship...... and other topics were hyped up by the students. There were even some junior students who would quarrel in support of their respective warriors.

Harry wasn't in the mood to pay attention to that, he wasn't an outsider, he was one of the warriors, and he was going to face a dragon this afternoon. This mentality is difficult for outsiders to understand, as if a condemned prisoner is about to go to the execution ground. Harry couldn't help but be nervous, because he knew that his life would be pinned on a spell at all times, and even if the spell was in effect, he might not be able to snatch the dragon egg from the dragon's mouth if he rode the fire bolt. Harry used to be very confident in his riding skills, but today, he didn't know what was wrong, and he suddenly felt that he wasn't that good at flying.

Compared to Harry's and even the other warriors' restlessness, Solim was much calmer. He's got everything he needs to get on the court, and today might be a test for the other Warriors, but Solim feels like it's a good day to make a fortune, so much so that Sylna says he woke up laughing this morning.

There won't be a student going to class today – absolutely not. Because Solim and Hermione, the two most serious students in class, are not in the classroom, who can be expected to pay attention to the class?

The morning went by exceptionally fast — especially for the Warriors. Harry, for example, thought he had been in the classroom a minute ago with Professor Binns' History of Magic, and now he was sitting in the auditorium for lunch. He's a little confused now, what about time? Where has all the time gone?

While Harry was still wondering why time was passing so quickly, Professor McGonagall hurried towards him in the Great Hall. It provoked many students to look at this side.

"Porter, now the Warriors are going to go down there...... You have to be ready to complete the first project. "

"Okay. Harry said as he stood up, his fork falling into the plate with a bang.

"Good luck, Harry," Hermione whispered, "you'll make it!"

"yes. Harry said, his voice barely like his own.

He left the auditorium with Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall was flustered when she stepped up. In fact, she was as anxious as Hermione. She accompanied Harry down the stone steps to the outside, her hand on his shoulder.

"Diggory and Selwyn are gone," Professor McGonagall helped Harry straighten his collar, among the three warriors at Hogwarts, Harry was the most worried, Diggory and Selwyn's strength was still clear to those of them as professors, but Harry ......

"Well, don't be nervous," Professor McGonagall said, "keep your head up, we've got some wizards on hand to control the situation if things don't go well." The most important thing is to give full play to your own abilities, and no one will think that you are inferior to others...... Are you alright?"

"It's alright," Harry heard himself say, "it's alright, I'm fine." "

Professor McGonagall led him around the edge of the Forbidden Forest, towards where the dragon was. As they approached the bush where they could see the grounds, Harry found a tent erected there, with the entrance facing them.

Professor McGonagall's voice trembled, "Wait for your turn, Potter." Mr. Bagman was also in it...... He'll tell you the steps...... Good luck. "

Harry swallowed and frothed, lifted the curtain and stepped inside.