Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 524 Dragon Quest
Harry was worried that what Hagrid was about to show them had nothing to do with the Triwizard Tournament, so he immediately began to prepare in advance:

"Hagrid, listen to me, we can't stay here for long..."

However, Hagrid didn't hear a word Harry said, and when Sherlock assured him that no one would see him, he nodded and said:
"Okay, we won't bring YaYa, it won't like it..."

Harry instinctively looked at Sherlock, only to see the latter smiling slightly at him.

That's right, with Sherlock around, things can't get much worse.

Thinking of this, Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, Sherlock was absolutely right.

I still can't let my emotions control my reason.

Having made his decision, Hagrid said no more, opened the door of the cabin, and strode into the darkness.

Harry immediately hurried after him.

Then he was astonished to find that Hagrid was leading him toward Beauxbatons' carriage.

"Hagrid, what are you—"

"Shh!"

Hagrid said, and then knocked three times on the door, which was marked with two crossed gold wands.

"Bang bang bang!"

Seeing this, Harry quickly turned around, wanting to remind Sherlock.

However, when he turned around, he found that Sherlock was gone.

Just as Harry was marveling at Sherlock's agility, Madam Maxim had already opened the door.

A silk shawl was draped over her incredibly broad shoulders.

Upon seeing Hagrid, his previously tense expression immediately broke into a wide smile.

It seems the two have been getting along very well lately.

Harry has very high aesthetic standards; he's a total looks-obsessed person.

In his opinion, although Ms. Maxim's figure was off-putting, she was absolutely beautiful if judged solely on her appearance.

Harry originally thought she and Hagrid were a perfect match.

But looking at Hagrid's rugged face now, he actually felt that Hagrid was not a good match for Ms. Maxim.

The moment the thought crossed his mind, he immediately began to silently apologize to Hagrid.

Hagrid, I'm so sorry!

"Ah, Hagrid!"

Ms. Maxim, still smiling, asked, "Is it time?"

"That's right!"

Clearly, the two had made the appointment well in advance.

Hagrid was laughing even more heartily than Ms. Maxim.

He extended a hand to help her down the golden steps: "Good evening, beautiful lady."

Madam Maxim turned and closed the carriage door. Hagrid offered her his strong arm, which she took, and they walked around the edge of the temporary paddock.

Inside were Ms. Maxim's several winged giant horses.

Harry was completely bewildered by what he saw.

Could it be that Hagrid was going to show him Ms. Maxim?
This is completely unnecessary!
I can see her anytime, right?

With her size, she's hard to ignore.

He instinctively wanted to seek Sherlock's help as he always had, only to realize that Sherlock was not by his side.

He looked around and, taking advantage of his invisibility cloak, finally spotted Sherlock in the shadows of a grove of trees.

He almost burst out laughing at that moment.

Sherlock made a very comical gesture in order to avoid being discovered by Hagrid and Madam Maxim.

However, he soon realized he couldn't continue like this.

Hagrid and Ms. Maxim were walking so fast that he had to jog to keep up with them.

On the contrary, Sherlock, under the cover of night, seemed completely at ease.

Harry secretly admired him even more; he truly lived up to Sherlock's reputation.

It seems Ms. Maxim has no chance of finding him.

However, it seems that Madam Maxim received the same treatment from Hagrid as Sherlock and Harry.

"Where exactly are you taking this lady so late, Hagrid?"

She said this in a joking tone, which made the atmosphere a little ambiguous for a moment.

"you will like it."

Hagrid clearly sensed this, and said in a rough voice:
"Trust me, dear Ms. Maxim, this is absolutely worth watching."

But... please don't tell anyone that I brought you here, okay?
Because you shouldn't have known any of this.

Upon hearing this, Ms. Maxim's heart stirred, and her long, dark eyelashes immediately fluttered:

"Of course I won't tell!"

What the hell!

Harry could actually detect a hint of coquetry in Madam Maxim's tone.

The two chatted as they walked, getting faster and farther along.

Before they knew it, they had walked quite a distance around the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Although they could still see the castle in the distance, the lake was no longer in sight.

If it weren't for the fact that he could still see Sherlock, Harry would have already wanted to return to the castle and let Hagrid enjoy his moonlit walk with Madam Maxim alone.

Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly felt someone pull him back.

Harry was startled, and then he realized what was happening.

Sherlock had somehow appeared beside him.

Harry is no longer surprised at all that Sherlock was able to discover him while he was wearing the Invisibility Cloak.

"Slow down and listen carefully."

Sherlock gestured for Harry to slow down.

Unlike Harry, who was full of complex thoughts, Sherlock, who had been following Hagrid and Madam Maxim, had already deduced Hagrid's purpose.

The exam questions were leaked.

The first event in the Three Kingdoms Tournament.

Hagrid was quite considerate; he immediately thought of the Warriors from his school.

However, it's harder to judge the act of inviting Ms. Maxim as well.

It just goes to show that men in love are capable of anything.

When Sherlock heard several men shouting loudly ahead, followed by a deafening, piercing roar, he could even deduce what he was about to see.

It's no wonder that so many people have died in the Three Kingdoms Tournament over the years.

At this moment, Hagrid led Ms. Maxim around a grove of trees and finally stopped.

Sherlock, with Harry in tow, followed the two giants.

Then he made a gesture to Harry not to be surprised.

With Sherlock by his side, Harry felt much more at ease and then looked around.

For a moment, Harry thought he saw several campfires and men jumping around them.

However, the next moment, he opened his mouth in surprise.

Harry almost screamed if Sherlock hadn't warned him beforehand.

dragon!
There's a dragon!
Are the organizers of the Triwizard Tournament joking with them?
Three ferocious fire dragons were currently confined in an enclosure made of thick wooden planks.

Along their journey, Sherlock and Harry had seen quite a few giant creatures, such as trolls, Cerberus, Hagrid… the largest of which was the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets. However, any one of these three fire-breathing dragons, taken individually, was even larger than the basilisk.

The sharp roars we just heard were from them.

Balls of flame shot out from their fanged mouths and into the dark night sky.

Each dragon's neck was held high, and its mouth was at least fifty feet above the ground.

Almost every fire dragon was surrounded by ten wizards, desperately pulling on the chains.

The chains were firmly connected to the thick leather straps that bound the dragons' legs and necks; clearly, they were trying to subdue the three giant dragons.

Sherlock looked up and his eyes met those of the black fire dragon closest to them.

He noticed that the other person's pupils were vertical, like a cat's eyes.

Whether out of fear or anger, those eyes bulged outwards like Luna's.

"Hey, stay there and don't move, Hagrid!"

A wizard near the fence saw Hagrid, gripping the chain tightly in his hand and shouting at him.

This is normal.

After all, Hagrid's physique was what it was, not to mention that there was Ms. Maxim beside him.

"Be careful, they can shoot fire twenty feet away, you know that!"

I saw that wood wasp spray forty feet!

"So beautiful!"

Hagrid remarked with considerable emotion.

Harry looked at Hagrid with a mixture of surprise and helplessness.

That's right, that's Rupert Hagrid's unique taste.

They have a particular fondness for large, fierce, and dangerous animals.

Sherlock's attention remained fixed on the wizards, when one of them shouted:
"It's not that easy!"

"Everyone, recite the incantation for unconsciousness, count to three, and recite it together!"

Upon hearing him speak, each dragon tamer drew their wand.

Next, they all shouted the spell "faint and fall to the ground" in unison.

Dozens of stun spells were fired simultaneously, which looked quite spectacular in the dark night sky.

Sparks from the tip of the wand rained down on the thick, scaly skin of the three fire dragons.

Missless shots.

After all, the dragon was so big that there was no need to aim.

The dragon, struck by the stun spell, opened its mouth wide and let out a silent roar.

The next moment, the flames in their nostrils went out, but they were still emitting wisps of smoke.

However, the Stunning Curse did work in the end. Their huge bodies swayed as if they were struggling, but in the end they collapsed one after another.

The series of loud bangs shook the trees behind them.

Seeing all three dragons fall, the dragon tamers put down their wands and walked toward the fallen dragons.

Even though they had fallen to the ground, each dragon still looked like a small mountain.

The dragon tamer quickly tightened the chains, securing them firmly to the iron post, and then used his wand to drive the post deep into the ground.

After doing all this, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Want to take a closer look?

At this point, Hagrid turned excitedly to Ms. Maxim and asked.

Now that things have come to this, how could Ms. Maxim not understand the meaning behind Hagrid's late-night invitation?
Her eyes lit up with excitement, she nodded emphatically, and followed Hagrid toward the fence.

Noticing that Harry was still standing there in a daze, Sherlock tugged at him again.

Harry then realized what was happening and quietly followed them.

At that moment, the wizard who had warned Hagrid not to come near turned around.

Harry was surprised to find that he actually knew this person.

It was Charlie Weasley, Ron and Ginny's older brother, whom they had met not long ago at the Quidditch World Cup final.

"How's it going, Hagrid?"

He walked over, panting heavily, looking like he still had a lingering fear.

"I think they should be fine now."

Actually, we had already given them sleeping pills, and they had been asleep the whole way here.

I thought that waking them up in the quiet darkness would make them feel better.

But as you can see, they're not happy, not happy at all!

Charlie shrugged and sighed helplessly.

"Charlie, what kinds of things are here?"

Hagrid stared at the black fire dragon closest to him, his gaze filled with an almost reverent expression.

At this moment, even Ms. Maxim beside him seemed less appealing.

Ms. Maxim was not annoyed and began to stroll along the paddock, gazing at the few fire dragons that had been stunned.

The black fire dragon that was closest to it had already fallen to the ground, but its eyes were still slightly open.

With his exceptional eyesight, Sherlock even noticed a thin yellow light gleaming beneath its wrinkled black eyelids.

Compared to the other two dragons, this black dragon is even larger.

"This is a Hungarian wood bee."

After Charlie finished speaking, he pointed to the silver-blue fire dragon with a pair of long, sharp horns, "That's a Swedish short-nosed dragon."

The last red fire dragon had a ring of strange, thin, pointed horns around its face; Charlie explained that it was a Chinese fireball.

Charlie looked around, and after noticing Ms. Maxim's actions, frowned and said:

“I didn’t expect you to bring her along, Hagrid.”

The Warriors shouldn't have known what they were going to face.

I think she'll definitely tell her students, won't she?

"Maybe so, but I just think she's really willing to come and see for herself."

Hagrid shrugged, his gaze still fixed on the three dragons with rapt attention, clearly ignoring Charlie's warning.

With things having come to this, Charlie could only shake his head helplessly. He glanced at Ms. Maxim, who was of similar build to Hagrid, and finally couldn't help but mutter a complaint:
“What a romantic date, Hagrid.”

However, Hagrid didn't seem to care at all, and simply asked out of curiosity:
"There are three fire dragons in total, which means that the warriors from each school will have to deal with one."
Even with the three of them working together, fighting a fire dragon is far too dangerous, isn't it?

The ancient legend of the hero fighting the dragon has a market in every country.

"We won't let them fight the fire dragon."

Charlie shook his head. "I think we'll probably just pass by the fire dragon."

Of course, if things get bad, we'll rush to the rescue and chant an extinguishing spell for the fire dragon.

I don't understand why the organizers only want female fire dragons that are incubating their eggs..."

What's not to understand? Obviously, the contestants' goal is the dragon egg, not the dragon itself.

However, considering how rare dragon eggs are, the danger and excitement of this event are not much different from directly fighting a fire dragon.

As Sherlock was thinking this, his gaze, which had been sweeping over the dragon, suddenly sharpened.

A familiar figure came into view.

Unexpectedly, it makes sense.

(End of this chapter)