Today would’ve been an ordinary day if it weren’t for the first task of the Triwizard was gonna be held at the Quidditch Pitch. You, Fred and George was already up in the stands, waiting for it all to start. The first one to go was Viktor Krum, the known seeker of the Bulgarian quidditch team, representing Durmstrang. “Merlin’s that dragons a beauty” You remarked with awe, looking at the fully grown Chinese fireball down in the rocky arena, the creature guarding the golden egg. Fred snickered in return, raising his binoculars, nodding in agreement as he looked at the creature through the lens. “Did you know they prefer to eat pigs and humans?” He asked with a smirk. Clearly it was an attempt to rile you up, like always.