It's the Golden Egg!

Muya saw the silver-blue Swiss Long-Horned Dragon again. It was resting quietly in the middle of the arena, surrounded by several large-looking eggs. Wait, there seemed to be a gleaming, golden egg among them.

It looked like the Champions would have to find a way to get that egg.

Cedric appeared, and all the Hogwarts wizards began cheering and rooting for him.

The commentator's passionate narration made the atmosphere even more lively.

Cedric lived up to everyone's expectations and successfully obtained the golden egg, though a lock of his hair was singed off by the dragon's flames.

"Merlin's socks, good thing it only singed his hair. If it had shifted just a little to the side, his face would've been roasted." Sean was so startled that the chips in his mouth fell to the ground.

Muya only felt her heart still pounding wildly when deafening cheers erupted again.

Next, Pheobe and Krum entered one after another. They both successfully obtained the golden eggs as well. The overwhelming cheers made even Harry, who had not been particularly nervous before, begin to feel tense. He tightened his grip on his wand.

He told himself it was fine. He was already wearing the protective items Muya had made, and he had mastered the Summoning Charm. He could call his broom over in time.

Bagman's voice rang out. "The last to appear is Mr. Potter!"

Harry steadied his thoughts and stepped out.

He saw thousands of faces, some staring at him and some watching the ring of screens above, but he was searching for one face among them—a face that belonged to Muya.

He saw the Hungarian Horntail he was about to face. Honestly, when he had drawn it, he had not been all that surprised. Basically every school year, he faced some inexplicable