HP: Slytherin disguise

"that…"

He hugged the dragon egg with a smile and began to discuss leaving with Krum in a low voice.

Krum didn't even look at him, he just stared at Decorah, wishing he could just kill the fire dragon to show his strength.

Confronted by the muttering wizard.

Krum didn't say anything, and turned around and walked towards the entrance.

The wizard quickly chased after him with a smile.

Decorah pursed her lips, almost dazzled by Krum's handsomeness and unparalleled temperament.

Not only him, but the students outside the paddock all looked confused.

Full of silly smiles and giggles.

Decorah was pretty well, he just pulled Mr. Bagman's clothes and was a little excited.

"Don't get excited yet, kid!"

Mr. Bagman grinned and tried to pull back his clothes.

He was wearing an old team uniform that was the color of a bee.

He has gained weight and has a beer belly, so the clothes are a bit tight for him.

Decorah not only grabbed his clothes, but also took him with him.

He grabbed the flesh around his waist.

The key is that Decorah pulled hard and pulled it back and forth like dough.

Anyway, it wasn't Decorah himself who was hurting.

But it hurts!

"Victor is really great!"

"He defeated the fire dragon easily! He is simply the easiest warrior!"

Decorah jumped up excitedly.

Dragging Mr. Bagman and making him cheer with him.

"hiss--"

"Ow—"

Mr. Bagman's face turned blue and purple, and he gasped in pain.

He quickly stretched out his hand to signal Decola to calm down.

But Decorah didn't notice his painful expression or trembling mouth at all.

"Puff...chuck..."

Professor Flitwick laughed, slapping his thigh with one hand and pointing at Mr. Bagman with the other and laughing.

"Be more restrained..."

Professor McGonagall was a little speechless at this fair and aboveboard ridicule.

See you for the first time.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard!"

Professor Flitwick couldn't stop laughing so much that his stomach hurt.

Although the others wanted to laugh, they still restrained themselves.

The cheers around him slowly disappeared, and the excited Decorah heard Mr. Bagman's gasp.

He turned his head with a bright smile.

Then I saw Mr. Bagman with a purple face.

His hand was trembling, as if his lifeline was being strangled, and when he saw Decorah finally turned his head.

Mr. Bagman quickly pointed at his waist with trembling hands.

Decorah lowered his head in anticipation.

Looking at his hand grabbing Mr. Bagman's clothes.

Oh, not just the clothes, but also the ring of tender flesh around his waist.

"Hey, I said it's so soft..."

Decorah giggled, let go and scratched his head.

Mr. Bagman quickly opened the clothes around his waist and took a closer look. He saw that the piece of flesh was already purple.

He grinned, his expression full of pain and innocence.

Maybe Mr. Bagman couldn't figure it out. He was just hosting the game and gave up his position.

Why was he the one who got hurt?

He looked at Decorah with a sad face, who was looking up and staring at him eagerly.

"Mr. Bagman, are you okay?"

Decorah asked knowingly.

His eyes pretended not to notice the bruise on his waist.

Mr. Bagman's nostrils dilated and he breathed hard, his eyes widening.

Will he be okay?

The flesh on my waist is already purple, why are you asking if everything is okay?

"It's Harry's turn!"

"Wow~"

However, Decorah quickly ignored the painful Mr. Bagman and looked into the paddock.

This time the fire dragon is a Hungarian Horntail.

It was at the other end of the enclosure, guarding its nest of eggs.

Those yellow eyes were staring at Harry as he entered the paddock.

Harry's face was pale, and his hands were shaking nervously.

The students outside the paddock fell silent.

They suspected that Harry would die on the first project.

No one could believe that Harry would succeed!

It is unbelievable that he is alive.

Some people had already begun to cry for Harry, feeling that Harry's life was already counting down.

Decorah listened to the intermittent cries.

He looked over blankly, was someone dead?

What are you crying for?

Just when the students thought Harry was certain to die, a broomstick flew across the sky and into the paddock.

Harry mounted the Firebolt directly and flew upwards.

Mr. Bagman ignored the pain and quickly explained loudly.

The crowd began to exclaim, not expecting Harry to ride on the broomstick.

It's simply unexpected.

Harry flew higher and higher, and everyone could only see a human-shaped thing in the sky.

Finally, he dove down and rushed down.

The fire dragon's head rotated with him, and then after reaching a certain time.

A ball of flame was directly sprayed out.

There were exclamations.

Harry seemed to have expected it and dodged away.

It's like playing Quidditch.

Perhaps knowing that the fire dragon would keep staring at him, Harry began to hover in the air on his broomstick, spinning around and around.

The fire dragon's neck also turned around and around.

Finally, Huang Long was forced to start breathing fire directly.

Then he raised his tail and whipped it.

Harry dodged the flames, but not the attack. The long spike from the fire dragon's tail struck him in the shoulder, tearing his robes apart.

Blink, blink.

Decorah turned back to see Dumbledore.

At this moment, Dumbledore had no smile on his face, and his hands were tightly clasped together.

Sample, in the end it’s not you who worries about you…

Curling his lips, Decorah continued to watch the game in the paddock.

Obviously, Harry had angered the fire dragon, and it sprayed flames angrily.

But what was surprising was that Harry was able to trick the fire dragon despite his injuries.

When the fire dragon was enraged and spread its wings to fly.

He rushed over on his broomstick, and under everyone's disbelieving gaze, he clamped the dragon egg between his legs, then caught it with one hand and held it in his arms.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds.

Deafening applause and cheers erupted directly.

They jumped to their feet and cheered Harry's bravery.

Just when everyone thought the game was over, the fire dragon's eyes turned red. It roared and broke the supposedly strong iron chain.

Then there was a scream of disbelief.

Really spread its wings and fly.

Chasing after Harry on his broomstick.

Hearing the roar, Harry turned his head in confusion and saw the fire dragon with the broken chain hanging on his leg!

He almost fainted from fright, but his subconscious told him.

If you faint at this time, you will never wake up again. With the support of this idea.

Harry accelerated on his broomstick, hovering over the field.

Hope someone will come to save him.

There were screams and shouts mixed together. This sudden accident made everyone stunned and looked at it in disbelief.

The dozens of wizards rushed in from the entrance.

He looked up at the fire dragon high in the sky.

For a moment, they opened their mouths wide and froze on the spot.