Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

"I think so."

Before he could finish his words, a strong arm pressed his wrist and gently pulled the cloth bag towards him.

"Mr. Bagman," Dudley said with a tone of certainty, "I'll be the first to draw the lot, okay?"

He didn't feel anything when facing Dudley before, but now when he looked up he could see Dudley's face. Under such a close gaze, Bagman felt a fear that came from biological instinct, and his heart was inexplicably throbbing.

"Of course."

The words came out of his mouth.

"Thank you."

When Dudley looked away, the terrible feeling that had been lingering in Bagman's heart immediately disappeared, which made him secretly relieved.

Not daring to look Dudley in the face anymore, she secretly watched him from the corner of her eyes.

Apart from his absurdly strong physique, there is nothing special about him.

Even though he was not as strong as the other party, he was still a former Quidditch star player and an adult wizard. Why was he so afraid of an underage wizard?

Bagman couldn't figure it out, but he didn't want to feel that way again, so he silently labeled Dudley as someone who should not be easily provoked.

As for drawing lots, there is no fixed order. It doesn't matter who draws first.

Dudley put his hand into the bag and when he was about to take it back, the sharp-eyed Bagman saw a hint of green between his fingers.

Lucky is a Welsh Green Dragon. He is the most docile type among the four dragons. He doesn't like to cause trouble and will even avoid humans.

"No luck huh?"

Before Bagman could finish his words, he saw a patch of scarlet blood between Dudley's fingers.

'Chinese Fireball Dragon?'

'He caught two?'

Bagman's brain was overwhelmed for a moment, and then he saw a third color - silver-blue.

'Swedish short-nosed dragons? There were three of them, not two?'

When Dudley spread his hands out in front of him, Bagman could no longer sit still.

Not three, but four.

In Dudley's palm lay a small black dragon model, the most ferocious and ill-tempered Hungarian Horntail.

Bagman was dumbfounded.

What do you mean?

"You and me. Hiss."

Bagman couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time, and he accidentally bit his flesh, causing his cheek to twitch in pain.

The abnormality here attracted the attention of Fleur and Viktor. When they saw the four dragons in Dudley's palm, they were obviously stunned.

Four dragons? What does that mean?

Only Harry looked calm, well, that was something Dudley could do.

"Mr. Bagman, I think you should go get ready. I can wait ten minutes before challenging you."

“But there are four of them.”

"Is it not possible? Can't I challenge four dragons at once?"

Bagman did not dare to look Dudley in the eye, and the latter simply gave him a cold look.

"Mr. Bagman, I don't think the rules of the contest state that you can't grab multiple models, nor that you can't challenge four dragons."

It’s not impossible, but if you challenge four dragons at once, what about the others?

Well, it's not impossible to let them draw lots again.

No, that's not the point!

Bagman's brain was buzzing. This was the first time he had ever encountered such a situation.

Others would try to avoid dragons as much as possible, but he challenged four at a time.

He was just an underage wizard. Was he crazy? Did he want to die?

"Mr. Dursley." Bagman took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

"I think I should report this to the other judges."

"of course."

Dudley nodded, as if to say yes.

Dudley smiled silently as he watched Bagman lift the tent curtain and walk away.

Give the other two schools a little Hogwarts-style shock.

Chapter 287 I Want to Fight Four by Myself

"Why haven't they appeared yet? Did something happen to the contestants?"

Seeing no response, the wizards in the audience began to discuss in low voices in groups of three or five, and the judges sitting in the judges' seats looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and Bagman, the last referee, walked out hurriedly, his brows furrowed, as if he was worried about something, and went straight to the judges' seat.

"Bagman, what happened? Which warrior will be the first to appear?" Seeing the other party coming, Karkaroff asked impatiently.

If possible, he didn't want Victor to be the first one, because the first one to appear is always the least advantageous.

Hearing this, although Ms. Maxime tried to look calm, her eyes, which were always paying attention to the two of them, betrayed her.

She obviously didn't want Fleur to be first either, preferably one of the two at Hogwarts.

"It's the Dursleys."

Bagman was panting heavily because he ran too fast. "That's not the point. He, he, he."

"He drew the most vicious Hungarian Horntail? What a bad luck."

Karkaroff said, showing his distinctive big yellow teeth, his tone revealing an undisguised gloating.

Bagman held up four fingers and slammed them on the table. "No, not the Hungarian Horntail. He drew four! He drew four Dragons!"

"He said he wanted to challenge—four dragons!"

The moment Bagman finished speaking, the entire jury panel fell silent.

The referees, including Dumbledore, were stunned.

"Bagman, what are you talking about? What does it mean that he drew four dragons?" Madam Maxime couldn't help asking, "What about Fleur? I mean, what about the other warriors? What did they draw?"

"He took up all four serial numbers by himself, so naturally there were no more for the others."

Bagman first recounted the situation in the tent, of course omitting the part where he didn't dare look Dudley in the eye, and then spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.

"If not, how will their Beauxbatons grades be calculated?"

Ms. Maxime was a little anxious.

"How could you let him do this?"

"Then what can I do? Declare his lottery invalid?" Hearing Ms. Maxim's questioning, Bagman became impatient, and his tone became less friendly: "Our rules do not state that a warrior can only Choose a dragon."

“But that.”

But it’s common sense for each person to draw a lot, right?

When other warriors heard that they were going to challenge a dragon, they would try to avoid it as much as possible. But he just wanted to take care of it. It was a dragon, not a wild goblin, nor a watermelon on the roadside that you didn't know whether it was ripe or not. Such behavior was really crazy.

"I think our Dursley warrior is right. Our rules do not stipulate that a warrior can only challenge one dragon."

Lucius, who was sitting upright in his seat, spoke, looking at Dumbledore with a provocative look as he spoke: "I heard that he is Professor Dumbledore's most proud student. It's no problem for him to deal with just four dragons."

Those who didn't know the inside story thought he was targeting Dumbledore, and those who knew some of the inside story certainly thought he was targeting Dudley, but the real situation was

"So what about the other warriors?"

Bagman looked at his colleague blankly.

Karkaroff, who was already very dissatisfied with the two warriors in Hogwarts and even more dissatisfied with Dudley, hurriedly spoke before Dumbledore after hearing Lucius' words.

"Since the Hogwarts warrior is so confident, let him challenge."

There was a glimmer of cruelty in his cold eyes.

"But if he fails or even dies, his score will be reset to zero, and the other warriors will have to draw lots again and compete again."

Just one dragon is enough to cause trouble, let alone four dragons?

That's something I can't handle myself.

You can guess without thinking that the ending is bound to be failure.

Originally, I wanted to find an opportunity to deal with him. But since he is so rampant and looking for death, I might as well send him on his way.

"What do you think, Professor Dumbledore?"

After saying that, he didn't forget to DISS Dumbledore.

Based on his understanding of Dumbledore, this old man would definitely not let his students take risks easily, so he could say

Karkaroff had already prepared a draft in his mind and was just waiting for Dumbledore to refuse.

Unexpectedly, Dumbledore said abnormally: "Professor Karkaroff, what if he succeeds in the challenge?"

"Then he is the only one who has achieved results."

Karkaroff sneered and said without hesitation.

"Let's vote by raising our hands to see if this proposal is passed. Please raise your hands if you agree."

He was the first to raise his hand.

Madam Maxime obviously hesitated. Although she was also dissatisfied with the fact that Hogwarts had two warriors and she didn't like that guy named Dursley, it was a matter of life and death for a little wizard after all. Challenging four dragons meant certain death. She couldn't bear to see this situation, so she voted against it.

It was not surprising that Lucius voted in favor, but it was unexpected that Dumbledore also voted in favor.

With three out of five people voting in favor, it didn't matter whether Bagman voted or not.

Karkaroff looked at Dumbledore in surprise. Didn't Lucius just say that this Dursley was his favorite student? Was he sure he hadn't offended this old man?

Successfully challenged four dragons alone

If he succeeds in his challenge, he, Karkaroff, will eat this table.

"Now that the proposal has been passed, let's officially implement it."

Karkaroff's face was filled with excitement.

After several judges were confirmed, Bagman gave instructions to the staff.

So the four fire dragons were pulled out one by one.

“It’s got the momentum going.”

Seeing some movement, the audience became excited.

But after seeing the Welsh Green Dragon, the Chinese Fireball Dragon, the Swedish Short-Nosed Dragon and the Hungarian Horntail Dragon, the audience was a little confused.

"What is that? Why are four dragons brought here? Are you going to let four warriors challenge together?"

They all expressed doubts.

"What is the game about? Teamwork?"

"This is a three-way competition. How can we possibly test teamwork? There can only be one winner among the three schools."

The one who was refuted was still a little unconvinced.

"Why is this impossible? Theoretically, there can only be three warriors in the Triwizard Tournament, but there are four now, right?"

"Witches and wizards, distinguished audience." Using a magic megaphone (the principle is the same as the spell, the sound is louder), Bagman's voice spread throughout the stadium: "At the request of a certain warrior."

"Based on the order of the draw, the next challenge will be."

"He did it all on his own!"