Comprehensive film and television: Intrigue is the best

Master Platinum is arrogant and prejudiced, but he will not consume himself.

Mu Yan, who knew the plot, also revealed the first competition item to Draco: taking the golden egg in front of an adult dragon.

Everyone would cheat anyway. Hagrid would tell Harry secretly, and Karkaroff and Maxim would tell Krum and Fleur.

Draco was still a little nervous when he heard about the dragon.

"It sounds dangerous. I bet Potter won't survive ten minutes."

"No, I have to go to the library to see if there are any spells that can be used. I also have to write a letter to tell my father that too many wizards died in the Triwizard Tournament. I have to think of a solution."

"I'll go to the library with you." Mu Yan said as he stood up.

Originally, the two were planning to go to Hogsmeade on a date this weekend, but seeing Draco's nervous look, they decided to go study.

In the library, Draco searched for and read books carefully. He also asked Professor Snape for his signature, and was allowed to go into the restricted area to read books.

Mu Yan was more interested in the restricted area. Most of the students went to Hogsmeade today, and the library was much emptier.

The air in the restricted book area was filled with stale smells. I picked up a book at random and was about to scream as soon as I opened it. Mu Yan quickly cast a silencing spell on it.

There are also some that bleed as soon as you open them, and they have a hundred ways to kill wizards written on them.

Mu Yan and Draco were immersed in books for the entire afternoon.

Mu Yan is more interested in ancient and mysterious legends, as well as some obscure but very useful magic.

Seeing one of the books about the Philosopher's Stone, Mu Yan thoughtfully took out the one that Mr. Lucius had given her.

Crack—Mu Yan exerted a little force, and the magic stone cracked in the middle. A transparent soul-like object floated out from it. The old man, who was as shriveled as a skeleton, looked at Mu Yan blankly.

This is Nicolas Flamel!

Mu Yan's eyes darkened. How could Nicolas Flamel live so long just because of the Philosopher's Stone? The alchemist might just be a cover. It was more like a dark wizard pretending to be a white wizard for half a century.

Before he could speak, the ghost flag in Mu Yan's hand moved, and his soul was scattered with fear.

Mu Yan looked carefully at the fragment of the Philosopher's Stone in his hand again. It looked more like a sacrificial vessel and was more difficult to detect than a Horcrux.

Mu Yan: "Zhuzhu, go check all traces of Nicolas Flamel and the major events that happened when he was alive, with an emphasis on those related to his death."

Tian Yanzhu: "Zhuzhu will definitely get it done."

Mu Yan exerted force on her palms, and the magic stone turned into powder in her hands.

Mu Yan became more and more interested in these banned books.

In the following week, Mu Yan finished reading half of the books in the forbidden area, and copied the remaining ones using jade slips.

In the dormitory at night, when Draco was practicing spells, Mu Yan leaned beside him and immersed himself in the banned book. It is worth mentioning that there are a lot of black magic in it.

Mu Yan upgraded the Fierce Fire Curse and created a few new spells.

"Bound by thorns." A white beam of light came out from Draco's wand, and the pillow next to Mu Yan was entangled by a relatively thick gray vine.

"No, a dragon can easily break free from such a thin vine."

Draco removed the spell with some distress.

Mu Yan couldn't help but sigh, they were indeed the same kind of people, all thinking about how to control the dragon, while the other warriors were only thinking about how to avoid the dragon and get the golden egg.

"Draco, would you like an intermediate marrow cleansing pill?"

Draco walked over quickly and hugged Mu Yan, with surprise in his eyes: "Yes, I can eat it now."

Mu Yan wiped the sweat off his forehead and said softly, "It will hurt, but I know you can do it."

Mu Yan took out a pill and put it in his hand.

Draco lowered his head and held her lips for a while, grinding them gently: "It will only hurt for a while, I will become stronger, A Yan will always be with me, right?"

"As long as you don't become stronger, I will stay with you." Mu Yan tilted her head, still smiling.

"Ayan, wait for me."

Draco was extremely happy. He went into the bathroom and closed the door. He swallowed the pill without hesitation.

Soon, a suppressed and painful voice was heard from inside. Mu Yan poured herself a glass of apple juice and stopped reading. She pointed at the pages with her fingertips and waited quietly.

More than half an hour later, there was a sound of dripping water. Draco, wearing a bathrobe, walked to Mu Yan, sat down and held her in his arms, with a hot and cool breath blowing towards her face.

"Would you like some water?" There was a glass of water on the table that Mu Yan had poured in advance.

"Baby, it hurts just now, I need comfort." Draco buried his face in Mu Yan's neck and took a few breaths of the rich fragrance. The handsome man acted aggrieved and coquettishly.

Mu Yan touched his half-dried platinum short hair, raised her eyebrows, took a sip of water from the cup, hooked her arms around his neck, and moved towards him with her lips pressed against his thin lips.

Draco was like a wild beast released from a cage, very fierce and very passionate. His long arms tightly wrapped around her slender waist and his fingertips gently stroked her long hair.

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After a while of intimacy, it was already late. After waking up, Draco felt that he was in a particularly good condition. Now that there was a fire dragon in front of him, he felt that he would definitely win.

The cold wind was blowing hard, and it started to rain again in the overcast sky. The windows of the castle were rattling because of the rain hitting them.

On the way to the Transfiguration class, Mu Yan felt that this place was the Ningguta of the West.

Another week passed, and Draco was now able to make the vines as thick as the mouth of the cauldron.

Mu Yan accompanied him in training, and most of the time she would read books or brew potions beside him.

"The fire dragon is too dangerous, Ah Yan, how do you deal with it?"

Draco asked Mu Yan worriedly for several days.

"It's a secret. You'll know it when the day comes."

"Okay, you must not get into any trouble. I would rather give up the game with you than have you get hurt."

Draco peeled a star candy and fed it to Mu Yan's lips.

Young Master Platinum is now becoming more and more adept at serving Mu Yan.

As the time for the first project approached, the atmosphere in the castle became more and more heated.

On the day of the competition, the area on the edge of the Forbidden Forest was cordoned off, with a stand in front and six warriors waiting behind the tent. Just half an hour before the competition, Professor McGonagall told everyone that the first event was the dragon, and each warrior had to snatch a fake golden egg from the dragon.

Even though everyone knew it, you could see that Fleur and Harry were still nervous.

Mu Yan and Draco sat aside. Draco said to Mu Yan, "Dad is here too. He will be watching us from the audience outside."

"Don't worry, we will be fine." Mu Yan pinched his fingers under her wide sleeves.

When Bagman came in, he greeted everyone excitedly, then took out a silk bag and asked each warrior to draw a lot for the fire dragon they would face in the competition.

"We have six warriors, but we got five dragons in this emergency, which means two warriors may face the same dragon."

"Of course, fire dragons are quite aggressive. The last one to deal with an already furious fire dragon must have suffered a bit. But don't worry, we will definitely try our best to calm the fire dragon's emotions."

Hearing this, Fleur's face turned even paler, Harry's eyes widened in fear, Cedric's brown eyes also showed panic, Krum said nothing, his face was so gloomy that it seemed like ink could drip out.

Mu Yan: "You guys draw first, and I'll draw last."

"No, this is too dangerous, Ayan!" Draco immediately stopped him loudly.

Everyone else looked at Mu Yan, shocked and confused, and Furong quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, Yan. Let me be the last one." Draco no longer cared about being afraid. He would rather deal with the angry dragon by himself.

Mu Yan ignored the gazes of the crowd and kissed his cheek: "Trust me, okay? But, Draco, you looked so handsome when you protected me just now. I like it very much."