Just Dragons?

Krum stood in the library, head down, pretending to read a book.

He never went to the library before, spending all his time training Quidditch. He didn't have time for it, and he also didn't like reading.

However, the girl he liked liked to come to the library.

This was actually Harry Potter's idea!

To be honest, since that brief conversation, Krum has had a pretty good impression of Potter.

He actually listened to Potter and went to loiter outside the Potions Office.

The result... was terrible.

He was mistaken for a thief and arrested by that greasy middle-aged man.

If Principal Karkaroff hadn't arrived in time, he would have been handcuffed by the key keeper and whipped.

Unexpectedly, Potter came to him again soon after, expressing his apologies and saying that he hadn't expected Professor Snape to do such a thing.

Krum forgave him. Potter then suggested that William and Hermione like going to the library.

As long as he holds a book, speaks loudly, and pretends to read, he can attract their attention.

Krum thought about it and realized he was right! A lot of girls like this kind of artsy vibe.

He then found a Quidditch book and began reading it aloud in the library.

Hey, it really worked! He discovered that not only Granger, but even that beautiful Cho Chang was staring at him.

Krum was feeling quite pleased with himself and was about to walk over when he was surrounded by a group of female fans.

Helpless, Krum had no choice but to stand by the bookshelf, unable to show his impatience, and patiently sign autographs for the fans.

Quiet laughter rose from the crowd.

William and the others remained silent, simply staring and wondering if Krum... had something wrong with his head.

Sure enough, a moment later, Madam Pince rushed over.

Her wrinkled face was contorted with anger.

"I told you not to talk, no talking in the library! And you still dare to read! And now you're signing autographs here!"

She seemed to be going crazy with anger, and screamed:

"Get out—get out—get out!"

The girls at Hogwarts were all experienced and ran away in a flash.

Only Krum remained, still holding his quill pen, standing there looking bewildered.

Wait, didn't Potter say... the librarian had a kind face?

Seeing that Krum not only didn't leave, but was also brazenly daydreaming, and what was even more infuriating was that he had crushed the book in his hand.

Madam Pince was furious. She pulled out her wand, and the broom on the ground immediately started to move, chasing after him.

Krum was hit hard four or five times and had no choice but to run away in a sorry state.

Madam Pince was still not satisfied and chased after him again.

"That idiot!" Qiu finally laughed out loud. "He dared to talk like that in the library."

"He certainly has a lot of perplexing behavior." Cedric shook his head.

"I heard that Krum was loitering outside Professor Snape's office."

Then, he was caught and given a severe beating.

"Is he mentally unstable?" Hermione asked suspiciously. "Was he Quaffle?"

William shrugged and continued, "Alright, let's not talk about him anymore. Professor McGonagall told me the name has been rejected; it can't be called 'Forbidden Defense Class'."

"What should we call it? Let's call it Defence Against Dark Magic," Cedric suggested.

William quickly waved his hand.

This won't do... He'll temporarily take on the role of tutor for this course.

The Defence Against Dark Magic class... will it even see the sun rise next year?

"What's it called?" Hermione asked.

"Let's call it... The Far East Magical Nap Society's Lesson," William said.

"What a weird name!!"

"Or we could call it... 'Future Cutting-Edge Magic and Crisis Research and Defense Section on the Sustainable Development Prospects of Earth's Resources'."

Hermione picked up her quill and gently tapped William on the head. "Be serious!"

"How's the Defence Association course?" Qiu asked. "Abbreviated as D. A. That way it has nothing to do with Defence Against Dark Magic."

"Hey, D. A. Not bad." Cedric's sycophantic attitude kicked in again.

"Those who support renaming it 'Future Cutting-Edge Magic'... you know, that Defense Class, please raise your hands?"

Hermione couldn't remember what was in the middle, so she just mumbled something vaguely.

William immediately raised his hand.

"Raise your hand if you support D. A.?"

Whoosh! All three of them, including Hermione, raised their hands.

"..."

"Alright, three against one, so it's D. A. "

Okay, D. A. is also acceptable. It gives off a [Dumbledore's Army] vibe.

They're offering Defence Against Dark Magic tutoring under Dumbledore's name. If there really is a karmic curse, it's falling on the headmaster.

It definitely can't be called a Defence Against Dark Magic tutoring class.

Just then, Anne and Gabrielle arrived.

"The wands are being checked," Anne knew. "Dumbledore told me to tell you that the Champion are going to check their wands."

"Mr. Ollivander is here?" Cedric exclaimed in surprise.

"Probably."

Everyone at the table, except William, stood up.

"Oh, right, brother, go tell Ron, I don't know where he is," Anne said quickly.

I need to go to the carriage to find Phoebe now.

Everyone else had left, but William didn't get up. Instead, he closed his textbook and said softly, "Come out, Rita."

A beetle flew up from the corner of the table and landed on the chair, transforming into a flamboyant woman.

"William, it's been a long time," Rita said with a smile, clutching her crocodile bag.

Why are you here?

"The top 23 Triwizard Tournament? Of course I'm coming!" Rita said with a beaming smile.

"Besides, I'm here on orders from my department to interview the Champion."

"Oh, is this the trade-off?" William squinted. "Fudge allowed you to come to Hogwarts to cover the Quidditch World Cup so you'd stop reporting on it?"

Rita stared at William's face and slowly said:

"William, your sense of smell is as sharp as ever."

This is actually not hard to deduce. Dumbledore never allowed Rita to come to Hogwarts. She applied several times, but the Ministry of Magic refused.

But Rita's sudden arrival at Hogwarts meant Dumbledore couldn't agree to it; the Ministry of Magic had to give his approval.

This was clearly a trade-off, preventing Rita from following up on the Quidditch World Cup.

They can even use Triwizard Tournament to divert public attention, Fudge... he's a master at deflecting trending topics.

"Then why don't you go interview the Champion? What are you doing here?"

"What's so interesting about interviewing the Champion?" Rita shook her head with a smile.

William and Hermione are the most talked-about, but neither of them allows their stories to be reported.

Among the Champion, only Krum, a Quidditch player, has a tiny bit of interview value.

So, having witnessed Madam Pince beating Krum, Rita had already written a report.

The title is:

[Soccer star Krum confesses his love to Madam Pince but is rejected and kicked out of the library!]

Celebrities, scandals, gender issues, violence... it's all there. Finally, a punch to the punch, calling for women to stand up for themselves.

This is definitely a perfect report!

William, unaware that Rita had already unearthed a news article, continued to ask:

Is there any special news?

"Yes, I found out the details of the First Task."

"Oh, what?"

"The fire dragon... is on its way and will be delivered soon."

Rita wanted to see William panic, after all, his girlfriend was one of the Champion.

But Rita was quickly disappointed. William, with a calm expression, said:

"Oh, just a fire dragon? Isn't there anything more exciting? To be honest... I'm a little disappointed."

Rita's hand trembled slightly; she really shouldn't mess with William.

Seeing him stand up, Rita also stood up.

"I'm going to inform Ron. Where are you going?" William asked, frowning.

"Of course we went together! Don't forget, I'm a reporter sent by the Ministry of Magic, and I have the right to interview the Champion!"

One side of the corridor,

Malfoy was flaunting his Champion status.

He also wore a badge on his chest, a large badge with the same inscription on it.

The bright red letters shone Winky, as if they were on fire.

--Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin hero, will prevail!

Malfoy pressed the badge hard against his chest; the words on it disappeared, and then another line of text appeared, flashing with a greenish light:

Ron Weasley, you stinking shit!

"Well, Weasley?" Malfoy laughed loudly, "Look at you, you silly little thing, I dare say... the First Task will scare you to death!"

Ron felt the blood rush to his face and neck, and without thinking, he reached for his wand.

The people around dispersed and retreated along the corridor.

Malfoy drew his wand, and Harry followed suit.

"Eat Slugs!" Ron shouted.

"Antler Jinx!" Malfoy screamed.

"Furnunculus!" Harry launched a sneak attack.

The three wands simultaneously fired beams of light, which collided in mid-air and refracted at a different angle.

Ron's beam of light struck Malfoy's face, Malfoy's struck Harry's, and Harry's struck Ron's.

Malfoy screamed in agony, covering his mouth with his hand as disgusting slugs emerged from it.

Harry covered his head; next to his two handsome lightning bolt scars, a pair of antlers had grown.

What was once just a scar resembling horns has now become real.

Ron screamed and covered his nose with his hand; ugly boils were sprouting from his nose.

William was speechless at the scene before him.

Rita, on the other hand, was only focused on taking pictures.

Big news!

William waved his wand, breaking the curse on Ron and sending him to Ollivander.

Then Harry was sent to the Hospital Wing to have Madam Pomfrey remove the antlers.

He turned around and found that Rita was gone.

As Harry walked down the street, he felt someone pat him on the shoulder from behind.

He turned his head and saw a brightly dressed woman staring at him excitedly.

"Harry... do you have time to talk to me?" Rita thought to herself, as if she had spotted a gold mine.

"You suffered from school bullying... and, are you disappointed that you didn't become Champion?"

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