Fire Dragon

Harry: "And that reporter named Rita Skeeter, she made up stories about me to my face."

Hermione: "You can go find Sirius Black and stop him."

Harry shook his head and said, "It's no use. She'll still be as arrogant as ever with Dumbledore around."

"Who?" Oren drew his longsword and said, "Rita Skeeter! Where is she?"

"Calm down, Oren," Harry urged. "She's gone now."

"Hmph~ Is the headmaster even capable? Doesn't he do anything about it? Oh, I remember she even wrote a book called 'The Untold Stories of Dumbledore and Grindelwald '."

Hermione: "Oren, you're mistaken. That's Dumbledore's life and a lie."

"You're watching this too?!"

Hermione explained, "I just happened to stumble upon it and glanced at it. By the way Harry, don't be too angry; nobody will believe what she wrote."

"Yes, yes," Ron chimed in, "Everyone in the Wizarding World knows she's a fraud."

The following day in the Great Hall.

Oren snatched the newspaper from Hermione's hand. "Hey~ let me see, what kind of rubbish Rita Skeeter that made Hermione so angry?"

"Tsk~ Harry, you're being portrayed as a crybaby now."

Harry...

"Harry's first love, Hermione? Hmm~ So you got caught in the crossfire. Everyone could clearly see that Harry liked... mmm~"

Harry breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his hand from Oren's mouth.

Oren's gaze toward Harry grew increasingly hostile, and five seconds later Miss Harley reappeared.

"Rita Skeeter is slandering us!"

Harley's loud accusations drew frequent glances from Snape in the High Table.

Sirius Black, who was freeloading at the High Table???

After explaining, Sirius Black left with a large bottle of Potions, adding as he left that Harry looked better the way he always did.

Ron: "I bet Sirius Black's going to cause trouble for Snape again."

Oren: "Whatever."

"Hmph!" Hermione snatched back the newspaper, gritting her teeth, "I'm going to the Library!"

"If you want to go to the Library, go ahead, why are you dragging me along?"

Hermione: "Oren, stop talking nonsense and get out of here!"

Inside the Library.

"Ugh, so boring~ It's like being in jail~" Oren complained.

Hermione glared at him and said, "Read a book if you're bored."

"There are no books to read. The children's books in this Restricted Section are all too childish."

Hermione...

"Oh? That's Krum, right? I thought musclemen like him didn't like reading."

"Whatever," Hermione suggested. "Can't we get all these drones out of here? The Library's drones are already serving you tea and water."

Oren's boredom was quickly resolved when Madam Pince threw him out.

Someone has to do the Library work; if the drones won't do it, then Madam Pince will have to.

Madam Pince nodded in satisfaction as she watched the drones return to normal operation.

Nothing interesting happened for a while after that, except that the slovenly Hagrid changed his style of dress and became a spirited young man (old guy).

The sounds of fighting could be heard from time to time in Snape's Office, and minor incidents like bruises occasionally appearing on Sirius Black and Snape's faces were common occurrences.

The elderly tree-planting group organized by Grindelwald has also arrived, and the greening efficiency is astonishing.

Gryffindor Common Room

"Hermione, I really don't understand why you're not going to the Library, but instead running to the common room to read something," Oren complained. "Never mind, it doesn't matter. I've got something good to show you."

Hermione: "But it's already noon, I should go to the Great Hall."

"It's alright, I'll have Kreacher do it again when we get back."

Hermione...

"Oren, what are we doing in the Forbidden Forest? You're not here to show me Acromantula or Troll or something, are you?"

"It's a fire dragon. Bane sent me the letter using Mige."

Hermione asked, puzzled, "What's your owl doing in the Forbidden Forest?"

"It goes to the Centaur camp to freeload meals, having barbecue three times a day, which is much better than what we eat."

"I see," Hermione nodded. "That explains it. No wonder Mige's getting so fat he's practically a flying pig."

Oren...

The two arrived at a camp where, in the center, four cages contained fire dragons.

Hermione: "Where are the guards here?"

"Who knows? Maybe they went to eat."

Oren pulled Hermione to a cage.

"That's Hungarian Horntail, isn't it?" Hermione said nervously. "Wait! We're too close!"

"No problem, Hermione. I've estimated the length of its neck; it can't bite us."

Hermione was still somewhat uneasy, Oren reassured her, "Don't worry, my eyes are my ruler!"

"Oren, you woke it up!"

The awakened Hungarian Horntail bit the two people outside the cage.

Oren: "See? It can't bite at all."

After a moment of stunned silence, the fire dragon stretched its neck and began to inhale deeply.

"Oren is about to breathe fire!"

"Don't panic," Oren said, pressing his hands against the dragon's mouth.

The dragon didn't unleash its breath; instead, it spewed out two plumes of black smoke from its nostrils. The Hungarian Horntail continued to glare fiercely at the two, but the tears in its eyes betrayed its true nature.

"How strong are you?" Hermione exclaimed. "Let's get out of here quickly, this dragon looks so weak, we're definitely in trouble."

In the common room, Hermione paid Kreacher several Knut, which Kreacher then handed to Oren.

Hermione glared at Oren, who was munching on a sandwich, and said, "Didn't you say Kreacher worked for you?"

"Yeah, it's paid work."

Kreacher: "What do you call working for the young master? This is called good fortune."

Oren...

After saying that, Kreacher left.

Hermione hesitated for a long time before asking, "When did he become like this?"

"I can't get there, Hermione!"

"You... never mind," Hermione sighed. "The Triwizard Tournament definitely involves fighting a dragon, we have to tell Harry!"

"That'll have to wait until Harry and Ron come back from Hogsmeade. They took the Invisibility Cloak, so they probably won't be back for a while."

Hermione: "Wait!"

Evening~

Harry and Ron tumbled into the Gryffindor Tower.

Oren: "You two bastards, you actually know how to come back!"

Harry, listen to me, the Triwizard Tournament requires us to face...

"Fire Dragon" 4

"Huh????"4

Hermione: "The fire-breathing dragon we found in the Forbidden Forest"

Ron "was told to us by Hagrid."

Oren: "Hagrid didn't even tell me first!"

Harry "only had eyes for Headmaster Maxime of Beauxbatons; telling us was just a side effect."

...4

Ron: "Oren is right, dealing with a dragon? This is clearly an attempt to kill Harry."

Hermione, "Who exactly signed Harry up? Are there any suspects?"

Oren: "Karkaroff was a Death Eaters before, but Sirius Black has been keeping an eye on him."

"But don't worry, Harry, with the defensive necklace I gave you, the dragon won't burn your butt."

Harry calmed himself down and asked, "How should I defeat the dragon?"

Oren: "With your weight, you shouldn't be able to kill the fire dragon."

Harry...

Hermione analyzed, "It's not necessarily about defeating the dragon; even Cedric Diggory couldn't defeat a dragon."