Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Looking at the purple silk bag in Bagman's hand, a warrior came out from each of the four teams and surrounded him.

Fleur of Beauxbatons, Christine of Durmstrang, Megan of Ilvermorny, and Amusu of Uagardu.

As for the three people from Hogwarts, they looked at each other, and Cedric spoke on their behalf, "As the host, we will let the other schools draw first."

"Good! Very stylish. I look forward to your wonderful performance." Bagman applauded and praised loudly.

Then he held the cloth bag in front of him. The opening of the bag was pitch black, as if a magic spell had been added to block out light, making it impossible to see what was inside.

"Girls first."

Hearing this, the three female representatives refused to give in and reached into the cloth bag at the same time.

As expected, the British Ministry of Magic emphasizes gentlemanly behavior here. Fortunately, everyone was prepared early and sent out female warriors from each team.

There is nothing to give up at this time. Choosing first has a great advantage. After all, the shapes of dragons are different.

However, when they reached their hands in, they found that the British Ministry of Magic had already thought of this loophole.

Each model feels round and round, and it's impossible to tell the difference.

There was no other choice but to fumble around a bit and the three girls each took out a lifelike model.

Fleur was holding a Welsh Green Dragon and had a tag around her neck with the number one on it.

Christine pulled out a bright red Chinese Fireball from the bag, with the number three written on the tag.

Megan picked the most beautiful Australian white eye, which is number two.

Amusu from Wagadu touched his nose, and after the three girls had taken theirs, he took out a Swedish short-nosed dragon with brand number four from the bag.

"Oh, it seems your luck is not very good, warriors of Hogwarts," Bagman held the bag in front of Harry and the other two and watched them take out the last Hungarian Horntail.

"This is the most ferocious and difficult dragon to deal with. It is not easy to get the dragon egg from under it."

Looking at the savage Hungarian Horntail, Malfoy curled his lips and complained in a low voice.

"Why is this? Merlin must not have heard my prayers!"

The warriors from other schools pretended not to hear Malfoy's complaints. After all, the greater the difficulties faced by their competitors, the more advantageous it would be for them.

"Alright, each team has received their own dragon model, and is clear about the order of appearance. Now I have to leave for a while to give a live commentary to the audience."

Bagman waved his hand at everyone, "You still have some time to adjust your emotions or discuss countermeasures."

"Also, thank you Professor Swan for sponsoring the alchemical items. When the competition starts, he will call you out through the alchemical loudspeaker in the tent. See you later."

As soon as Bagman left, Fleur returned to her teammates with a serious look on her face and began to discuss the final tactics in French.

Christine took the model and walked towards Krum who was leaning against the pillar. Another teammate of theirs also came over: "Krum..."

"The plan must be adjusted. Fortunately, we have a plan B," Krum said with a serious face. "Let's check if there are any loopholes."

The warriors of Ilvermorny and Ugadu also gathered together and began to make final preparations.

Seeing that the warriors were getting into the game, Sebastian smiled and left the warriors' tent.

There was a lot of noise outside, and Bagman's passionate voice was very clear in the noisy arena.

"After several centuries, we are once again welcoming the Top Five Tournament. This competition will be the most exciting one in history because our first event is the dragon!"

"The warriors need to distinguish three real eggs from six golden eggs, and then pick them out under the protection of the dragon."

"The competition will be judged by me, Dean Crouch, and the five principals, who will score the warriors' performances."

Amid the cheers of the crowd, the Welsh Green Dragon in the center of the field let out a loud roar.

It was in an extremely bad mood. After all, no one would be in a good mood if they suddenly appeared in an unfamiliar environment surrounded by noisy little insects.

What's more, there are six dragon eggs in the nest under it, and the familiar smell on them makes it feel that these are its own children.

It really wanted to take its children away from this place that annoyed the dragon, but the ten-meter-long hard chain on its legs restricted it from flying high.

Sebastian rode on his broom and flew high in the sky. He couldn't get too close to the dragons, otherwise the aura of the Dragon King on his body would affect the performance of these dragons.

"Our security officer, Professor Swan, is already in place," Bagman introduced enthusiastically. "He will serve as the warriors' last line of defense and ensure that their lives are not in danger."

"Next, let us invite the warriors of Beauxbatons."

Cheers rose to the sky, and Sebastian began calling the warriors into a microphone-like alchemical object. Soon the door of the warriors' tent opened, and Furong walked out with her teammates.

As the first warrior team to compete, Furong and the other two were extremely nervous, and the male warrior was shaking like a sieve.

"Jacques, please stop shaking. This is the most docile Welsh green dragon. We are very lucky."

Furong scolded in a low voice, but her slightly trembling voice showed that she was not as calm as she appeared.

"The warriors have entered the arena. The game is limited to 30 minutes. Start now!"

Hearing Bagman's shout, Fleur and the other two took a deep breath and raised their wands with gritted teeth.

The exaggerated size contrast of the three people and the dragon made the little ones in the audience very worried. Some timid little witches screamed and covered their eyes, only secretly observing the situation through their fingers.

The Welsh Green Dragon had no intention of attacking, but instead kept making threatening roars and stayed firmly beside the golden egg.

"Proceed as planned!" Furong gave an order, and the three of them dispersed on their own initiative, keeping a safe distance and began to circle around the dragon.

As the main force of Beauxbatons, Fleur held up her wand and released the unique charm magic of the Veela to reduce the hostility of the dragon.

Her two teammates kept casting hypnotic magic, trying to put the dragon to sleep.

However, the dragon's magic resistance was outstanding. The three men struggled for nearly half an hour before they finally made the Welsh Green Dragon lie drowsy on the ground.

Seeing that there were only five minutes left before the end of the game, the three people did not dare to delay and hurriedly approached the dragon carefully.

They dared not breathe, and their eyes were always on the ground to avoid making any noise and awakening the dragon.

Fortunately, they had no danger along the way and the three of them successfully met in front of the golden egg.

But here comes the problem: the six golden eggs look almost identical in appearance, and there is no difference to be seen with the naked eye.

If you want to tell whether it is real or fake, you must use magic to examine it carefully.

There was nothing they could do. The three of them looked at each other and could only extend their wands with serious expressions.

However, just as the detection spell was released, Furong and the other two heard the exclamations from the audience.

Without turning their heads, they knew that the Welsh Green Dragon beside them had woken up...