After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

By the Black Lake, Draco and Harry sat next to each other.

Yang Mei sat alone under a tree not far from them.

He didn't feel like a third wheel at all. Instead, he felt that the stinky couple disturbed his leisure time!

Harry fell back, resting his head on his arms, and lay on the grass.

"Yesterday Hagrid sent me an owl and asked me to come to him in the evening. He also said that I must bring the invisibility cloak.

He didn't say what was going on, so I went.

He took me to the Forbidden Forest, where the first event was held—with four dragons!"

"Dragon!" Draco's gray-blue eyes were brighter than light bulbs.

Come on, dragons are his favorite creatures!

So participating in the competition actually allows you to get up close and personal with dragons... Wait, up close and personal with dragons?!

"Although it's cool to be able to interact with dragons, dragons are after all very dangerous magical creatures." Draco looked a little serious, "Could it be that the first event is to let you fight with dragons?"

So the essence of the Triwizard Tournament is to pursue excitement and challenge the impossible?

Don't you consider the contestants' abilities to the limit at all?

How many people in this magical world can fight a dragon?

"It's not a fight with dragons, but it's almost the same." Harry was a little helpless, "Those four dragons are all female dragons. When the time comes, we warriors will need to steal dragon eggs from the mother dragons' nests in the arena."

Dragons have always had a hard time counter-jungling. The mother dragon had laid a dragon egg with great difficulty, but it was stolen like a child's play on the field?

Draco felt that if he were a female dragon, he would definitely be furious.

"What you are asked to steal on the field is not a real dragon egg, but a golden egg of the same size as a dragon egg. The golden egg contains the clue to the second competition." Yang Mei had already learned about the content of the competition from Morsus.

"Actually, if you want to know these, just ask me. Brother Hai doesn't know as much as I do."

Harry waved his hands quickly. Every time he got a little closer to Yang Mei, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if someone was threatening him and not allowing him to get closer.

"No, if I knew Hagrid asked me to go there to tell me the answer, I wouldn't have gone." Harry said with his eyes closed. "I think Hagrid asked me to go there just for fun, he went there mainly to take Ms. Maxime.

Really, he is quite old, but he was fooled by a little beauty trick."

"I don't like what you say. What do you mean by old? My boyfriend is in the same class as him. You mean my boyfriend is old too?" Yang Mei started to find fault in a bad tone.

Although he sometimes likes to deliberately say that he is old in front of Morsus, it does not mean that others can say the same.

Harry sat up quickly. "This is such a huge misunderstanding! I never said that, and I never thought that way!"

"Phil, don't scare him." Draco's elbows had already begun to turn outward.

Yang Mei was unhappy: "What's the matter? Are you going to speak for him and quarrel with me?" Let me tell you, my temper comes out easily!

"How is that possible?" Draco immediately stood up and walked to sit next to Yang Mei. "You can change your boyfriend at any time, but you can only have one best friend. How could I not understand such a simple truth?"

Yang Mei looked at Draco baring his big white teeth at him, and finally decided not to continue pretending to be angry.

……

Harry considered it.

Because of Hagrid, I learned the content of the first competition.

Ms. Maxim was also present at the time.

A reasonable analysis shows that Durmstrang must also have a source of information.

So the question is, does Cedric Diggory, the serious Hogwarts champion, know?

Could this honest old man be the only one who doesn’t know what the game is about?

Harry felt that this was not a good idea, and that if they knew, everyone should know it together. After all, facing such a powerful opponent as the dragon, what's wrong with making some preparations in advance?

With this in mind, Harry stopped Diggory when he met him in the corridor.

After looking at the people around him who were all quite far away, Harry said, "The first event is to snatch dragon eggs from a dragon. I don't know if you know this, but if you already know it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

He didn't care whether Digory believed it or not, he just left after saying it.

The main reason was that Harry saw that the Hufflepuffs all looked at him unfriendly, and he was afraid that if he didn't leave quickly, he would be surrounded and beaten.

Actually, this is normal. Hufflepuff has a warrior, and they thought that they had a warrior and were the only hope for the entire Hogwarts, but then another one showed up halfway.

It's just that they are trying to steal other people's limelight.

"Did he tell Diggory the content of the first competition?" Yang Mei stood in the corridor with her arms folded.

Draco shrugged. "Yeah, he said she wasn't going to take the game seriously. If Diggory doesn't know what the game is about, wouldn't Hogwarts be one step behind the other two schools?"

"He is quite... innocent." Yang Mei's words seemed to be a compliment, but also a mockery.

Draco was quite open-minded: "It's not good to be stupid, otherwise I won't be able to control him."

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the competition.

It’s still the familiar Quidditch field.

The locker room that used to be the Quidditch players' room is now where the four warriors prepare for the game.

"Please note, today you are in for a feast for the eyes..."

Ludo Bagman's voice outside could be clearly heard inside the tent.

"So why am I here?" Yang Mei said, leaning on a table in the tent with her arms folded.

"What a coincidence, I wanted to ask the same question." Morsus was standing opposite him.

Draco stood with his hands on his hips not far from them. "I'm the one who brought you here. What's the matter? Really, didn't you have any objections before we came?"

Yang Mei: “…” Actually, he didn’t want to see Morsus today because he made too much trouble last night. That’s why he didn’t even ask Draco where he was going, but just followed him here in a daze.

Morsus: "..." He knew that he had gone too far with his lover last night, so he inevitably felt guilty. However, he was always thick-skinned, and today he was determined to use the "entanglement" strategy to the extreme, and he would go wherever his lover went.

"Cough!" Morsus pretended to cough lightly, then stretched out his long arms to embrace Yang Mei in his arms, and put his palm on her waist.

Draco felt like he was going blind, but why would an adult massage his friend's waist? ?

Is it...

A well-shaped character appeared on Yang Mei's forehead: "What's that look in your eyes? Get the dirt out of your head!"

Draco felt that he was just trying to cover up something. How could a person have back pain for no reason?

"Lululu, Phil, you can just talk tough. It's not me who has the back pain anyway." Draco looked at him with contempt.

Harry was really worried that he would be beaten, so he hurried over and dragged Draco away.

Originally, Fleur Delacour, Victor Krum and Cedric Diggory were still anxious about the upcoming game, but this anxiety was largely dispelled by the arrival of Yang Mei and Morsus.

That's the Dark Lord.

There was no time to worry about the competition or anything like that later, which meant they should go over and greet the Dark Lord?

Krum has always been very active, and he took big steps towards Morsus.

He clenched his fist and folded one arm in front of his chest: "Good day, Lord Slytherin."

Morsos narrowed his bloodshot eyes slightly: "I remember you, Victor Krum. I recruited you at the World Cup final. So, do you have an answer now?"

"I am willing to serve you!" Krum shouted like a slogan.

Delacour and Diggory looked in their direction in surprise.

I always feel like I saw something incredible, so I shouldn't be silenced, right?

Also, Krum, you with thick eyebrows and big eyes, you are making it very awkward for both of us, do you know that?

For a moment, Delacour and Diggory even hoped that the game would start quickly so that they wouldn't have to worry about whether to go over to say hello or what to say afterwards.

The tent was very big. Yang Mei, Morsus and Krum stood together and chatted casually, mainly wanting to briefly examine the big boy.

Delacour and Diggory somehow became "people with the same suffering" and sat quietly together on the side of the tent.

Harry had already decided to play badly in the game, so he was not nervous at all.

Just then Draco came to see him, and the childish couple somehow started comparing the size of their hands.

As they were comparing, the atmosphere between the two people began to turn pink.

At first it was just palms touching each other, but slowly it turned into fingers interlocking.

Suddenly the curtain at the door of the tent was flung open and Rita Skeeter came in following the smell.

"Hurry up and take a clear picture of the two of them!" Rita Skeeter, "Harry Potter, one of the warriors, seems to have fallen in love with someone else, holding hands with his new boyfriend, the atmosphere is sweet.

Oh my, this will be the headline of the Daily Prophet tomorrow!"

Yang Mei and the other two were standing in Rita Skeeter's blind spot, so the woman didn't see them at all, but she saw Draco and Harry at a glance.

"Who in the world allowed you to break into the tent and take photos without restraint?!" Krum went straight over to question Skeeter, "This tent is for the contestants and their friends, please get out!"

Rita Skeeter looked at Krum's muscular chest and swallowed visibly.

"It doesn't matter, we already got what we wanted, haha!"

Rita Skeeter was very proud of herself. She was determined to continue her shamelessness to the end.

After saying that, she was about to leave.

That won't work.

"Stop!" Draco yelled.

Rita Skeeter didn't care: "What's wrong, is there anything else?"

"You even dare to post my picture in the Daily Prophet. What? Have you done enough of this job?" Draco never thought there was anything wrong with using family background to pressure others. The Malfoy family can have the current foundation because of the efforts of their ancestors from generation to generation. It is what they deserve.

It would be really stupid to have such strength but not use it properly and even get bullied!

Rita Skeeter adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose and muttered to herself, could this be the young master of some big family?

It was no wonder that she didn't recognize him at first sight. Draco was wearing a hat today, which covered all his platinum hair.

"Xiaolong, it just so happens that she wrote fake news a few days ago, so you can ask her to compensate for it as well." Yang Mei was happy to add insult to injury.

"Of course we should do this. People from the Malfoy family never suffer any loss!" Draco raised his chin proudly.

Rita Skeeter's heart skipped a beat. The Malfoy family? She really couldn't afford to offend them.

"I think there must be some misunderstanding?" Skeeter said with an apologetic smile.

"Whether there is a misunderstanding or not is not your decision." Draco was furious about the newspapers he read two days ago.

This woman keeps making up gossip about other people every day, why doesn't she write about herself?

Alas, yes!

"Regarding the compensation for Harry Potter's reputation and the compensation for my mental damage, we will discuss it later.

I have a piece of news here, and I hope you can publish it in the Daily Prophet. It will be more than enough for a headline."

"This..." Rita Skeeter was reluctant to agree.

I don't want to agree to pay compensation, nor do I want to agree to write news for the other party.

"I'm not negotiating with you!" Draco said firmly.

"Okay, what do you want to write?" Rita Skeeter said reluctantly.

Draco raised the corners of his lips maliciously. "It's written that the reason why you, Rita Skeeter, are still single is because you have been deeply in love with a man and you will not marry anyone else but him. But because you are lonely after so many years, you have found many men who look like your sweetheart to seek physical comfort."

Rita Skeeter's nose was crooked after hearing this.

"This is obviously nonsense! How can I have a lover that I'm deeply in love with?!"

"It doesn't matter whether you have it or not. It won't stop you from writing it into news and publishing it. After all, weren't the news you published before all fabricated?" Yang Mei felt that Draco's move of using his own method to fight back was simply brilliant!

Rita Skeeter was upset. She didn't feel good about the boomerang stabbing her.

She is not a very self-disciplined person in private, but that doesn't mean she is willing to publish her romantic affairs in the newspaper for everyone to see, especially when they are fake.

"But who should you write as your sweetheart?" Draco looked at Yang Mei for help.

Yang Mei chuckled, "Of course we have to pair Ms. Skeeter with a celebrity. I think Headmaster Dumbledore is a good choice."

"What?! Dumbledore?"

Not to mention other people being surprised, even Morsus couldn't help but look sideways.

Draco gave Yang Mei a thumbs up and said, "Brother, you have a really creative mind!"

Delacour and Diggory looked at each other, and silently raised Yang Mei's danger level a little bit more.

Krum was already a Death Eater candidate, and he felt that not everyone could date the Dark Lord.