The First Task

Gryffindor Common Room.

Oren: "I have good news and bad news. Harry, which do you want to hear first?"

Hermione: "Let me hear the good news first."

"The good news is that Sirius Black and I have prepared a whole bunch of items to deal with the fire dragon."

"Really?" Harry exclaimed excitedly. "What's the bad news, Oren?"

"Harry, you're too happy yet. The bad news is that Headmaster Dumbledore confiscated them all."

"You know, cheating is okay, but it can't be too obvious. If it's too obvious, it's not respectable."

The three little ones...

Ron: "Oren, you came all this way just to spout nonsense?"

"I just happened to come back to chat idly; my main purpose was to pick up a sack."

"By the way, do you have any methods to deal with the fire dragon?"

"I'm finished," Harry said, throwing down his books. "Looks like the Daily Prophet will be publishing my obituary."

"No way! That Rita Skeeter will definitely make fun of me, I need to prepare in advance."

Oren...

"It won't be that bad. The defensive necklace will save your life, and you also have Sirius Black's hired Troll bodyguards. At the very least, they'll keep your body intact."

Harry...

"That's all for now, everyone. I have to go catch Cedric Diggory. Heh heh~ Don't let me catch you, or you'll be in big trouble."

The three little ones...

Cho Chang and Cedric Diggory chatted and laughed at the entrance of Ravenclaw House.

Oren rushed forward, tackled Cedric Diggory, and bagged him, the operation flowing smoothly and seamlessly in one go.

Cho Chang???

She was only stunned for a moment before quickly following after him.

It was still that empty classroom with the words "Confess and you will be treated leniently; resist and you will be punished severely" written on the wall.

Oren said angrily, "You bastard, you're quite the hider! I've been waiting for you outside Hufflepuff for three days!"

"Now I know exactly how you guys bang on the bucket in the break room!"

Cedric Diggory asked, somewhat bewildered, "Um... Oren, did you need something from me?"

"Why would I bother with a simpleton like you? Do you even know what the First Task is?"

"You guys are going to deal with a damn fire dragon! All the contestants know about it and are secretly preparing! And you're still all lovey-dovey? Do you want your ass burned by the fire dragon?!"

Cho Chang, standing to the side, coughed.

Cedric Diggory pointed to his face, exclaiming incredulously, "Me?! Going to fight a fire dragon?!"

Oren pulled out a defensive necklace and said, "This necklace is to protect your butt from getting seven-tenths cooked."

"And another thing..." Oren's smile grew increasingly malicious, "... dating?! You two should just be sisters!"

Looking at Miss Diggory, Oren nodded in satisfaction. "It's a pity it only lasts thirty minutes."

After Oren left, Cho Chang suggested, "Let's go back."

"No!" Cedric Diggory (Miss Diggory) said, "Wait thirty minutes!"

After teaching Cedric Diggory a lesson, Oren returned to the common room feeling refreshed.

"Oren!" Harry exclaimed excitedly, "I've got an idea! Professor Moody gave me a suggestion: I can use the Summoning Charm to summon Firebolt!"

"That guy's not bad, it's definitely a good suggestion," Oren said after a moment's thought, resting his chin on his hand. "But the Firebolt are a bit lacking. How about I craft you a new flying vehicle?"

Oren began to describe the (illusory) performance of the flying machine, and Harry's eyes lit up more and more as he listened.

When Oren presented Harry with various sword designs and asked Harry to choose one as his shape, Harry insisted on having it made to resemble a broom.

Oren responded, "You have no taste, kid. Fine, a wild boar can't eat fine chaff, so a broom it is."

Harry...

Small World, Dumbledore's Little House.

"A flying broomstick? Harry is certainly very good at that," Dumbledore nodded. "Child, how do you plan to make this broomstick?"

"We need to be fast!" Oren poured out a pile of materials, saying, "First gear Hiss; second gear: supersonic; third gear: faster than light... Of course, that's probably impossible."

"It all boils down to one word: speed! We'll definitely make Harry the fastest man on the Quidditch Pitch!"

"Principal, don't just stand around, lend a hand."

Dumbledore...

Oren wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "Phew~ finally done."

"Child, what are these little buckets at the end of the broom?"

"A magic-powered jet engine! This is Muggle technology," Oren explained. "We need to master both technology and magic, and we need to excel in both!"

Dumbledore...

"Let's try it out quickly!"

"Yes, Principal, then the aircraft! Start it!" Oren pressed the button.

With a deafening roar, Dumbledore's gardener's cottage was reduced to dust.

Small World Desert.

Oren jumped off his flying broom and said, "Isn't that it? Aren't small explosions common in research?"

Dumbledore...

Grindelwald: "It's only slightly faster than that Firebolt, not as fast as you said."

"It'll be quick soon!" Oren tapped the bucket behind the broom. "That's a rocket engine!"

Oren silently thanked his brother, the system, for being so generous with the rocket engine.

"I'll go to the Forbidden Forest again later and borrow some souls from that fellow villager of the Acromantula. I guarantee I can be twice as fast!"

The two old Deng...

Common lounge.

Oren: "Harry! Harry! Look what I brought you!"

Harry looked at the silver, metallic broomstick with an engine in his hand, and his green eyes turned even greener.

"Harry, take this, and I guarantee you'll be the fastest Quidditch legend."

Hermione said thoughtfully, "This looks like a very powerful alchemical tool. Can it be summoned by the Summoning Charm?"

Oren confidently replied, "Of course... not."

Harry!!!

"Huh? Then all my Summoning Charm was for nothing?"

"What do you mean by 'practicing in vain'? You know, it's always good to have more skills, right?" Oren explained. "This thing is voice-activated. You shout ' Sword Summoning!' and it comes. By the way, the effective range isn't very far, but you can still summon it inside Hogwarts."

Hermione suggested, "Harry, you'd better practice."

"Yeah, yeah," Ron chimed in, "Let's hurry to the Quidditch Pitch!"

After practicing for several days, Harry finally got his chance to perform.

The First Task is to take the Golden Egg by using the fire dragon.

In the stands, the young wizards of Hogwarts applauded wildly.

Oren used Transfiguration to create a dog to distract the dragon, a feint attack! Cedric Diggory's not reading magic books, he's reading military strategy!

Hermione: "The next contestant is about to enter!"

Ron is "that Veela from Beauxbatons".

"Half-blood, right?" Oren shook his head. "Can she handle it? She's trembling with fear."

"Stunning Spell! It's Stunning Spell," Hermione explained.

Ron: "Shh~ Be quiet, Krum is about to enter!"

Beauxbatons ' contestant also successfully obtained the Golden Egg, but her skirt was ignited by Mars from the dragon's nostrils.

Ron shouted, "Krum! Krum!"

Hermione shook her head speechlessly, while Oren remarked, "I hope you're just as energetic when you're cheering for Harry later."

Ron...