bat, grimm and the cat can fix it (Translation)

A reason to risk your life

“We will definitely train you. I will not let you run into your doom unprepared. "
"Thank you, Sev, I'm not so afraid that I will die either. But I just don't feel like all this madness. The others don't join in for fun either. "
Sirius looked up.
"Oh no, why then?"
Harry smiled mischievously.
“You will find out in a while. Because I agreed with them. No matter who wins the money, it will be used for the same. "
Then the boy got up.
“Beast, have you destroyed enough? we wanted to meet up with our friends and have a round of the tournament. "
The book dropped from the newspaper and hopped into Harry's arms.
“You got really heavy. Have you eaten the newspapers too? ”Harry wanted to know.
The book opened the covers and spat something on the floor.
Severus bent down to pick it up.
"It looks like the decorations on Igor's druid staff."
Everyone gave the book questioning looks.
next is a fur-trimmed hat.
Harry looked at his leafy friend in alarm.
"Have you eaten Karkaroff?"
Beast shook in disgust.
"It's a shame, actually," commented Sirius.
"Not really, I don't want Beast upset. Or whatever it has instead. ”The boy was puzzled as to how his book had gotten it, but he decided not to ask. Sometimes ignorance was a blessing. 'Great, now I sound like the guy from the Matrix.'
Shortly afterwards, Harry said goodbye to his fathers and went outside. he would meet not only with Ron, Hermione, and the Greengrass siblings, but the champions as well. They wanted to talk about a specific plan.

they were busy with the intricacies of their procedure when Hagrid called them all over.
"What is it?" Harry wanted to know.
“The first round of the tournament has just arrived. I think you should all find out. "
the champions looked confused.
“How can the first round come about? Did I mess up the English vocabulary? ”Victor wanted to know.
The half-giant smiled.
“No, you understood correctly. best come with me then you understand. "
He led the group into the woods. And yes, they understood.
"Dragons?" Hermione wanted to know, startled.
“Such misunderstood creatures. Don't you think it's beautiful too? ”Hagrid raved.
"Not when we have to fight them," Michael muttered.
"What exactly should we do?" Cedric wanted to know.
"Um, they're brooding females." The magical animal teacher began.
"What? they really want to kill us, ”said Fleur.
"It gets worse, you should get a golden egg from the nest with the real ones." Hagrid looked at the six pityingly.
Harry turned to his fellow participants and bowed.
"I already met you guys."
The girls hugged him.
"Don't worry little tomcat, we can do it." They tried to cheer him up.
Harry shook his head.
“And how are we supposed to do that without letting the poor females go crazy? They are mothers, and mothers protect their offspring. "
Draco cleared his throat.
“As long as you don't destroy the eggs, you can fight the dragons as you want. Fortunately, they are very robust. But nothing should happen to their boys, then they would go nuts. "
The group watched the animals for a while. They were beautiful, but also dangerous. then they said goodbye to Hagrid and went to dinner together.

The participants sat nervously in the conference room. Today Ollivander would come to check their staffs. But they weren't nervous about that. it was about the interview that you should all give afterwards. And of course with Rita Skeeter.
The woman was especially out for scandals. But it had a huge readership, and that's exactly what the group wanted. they really hoped their interviews caused an outcry among the population.
But now the old stick maker came into the room. He examined each of the wands. Harry was reminded of a midwife who took care of babies.
Michael had a staff with centaur hair for the core. And what was even more sensational, the young centaur had given him the hair himself.
“In France, magical beings are part of everyday life. So why shouldn't I have a friend's hair on my staff? ”The boy wanted to know.
Ollivander was still looking at the piece of wood, fascinated.
“I'm just so excited. I've never had the privilege of working with such a material. ”The old man whispered and handed the baton back to the boy.
With Melina, his enthusiasm was even greater. She had a banshee's hair in her wand.
“Incredible, just unbelievable. I'm excited. Such a gentle being. "
The girl smiled.
“That's right, the Banshee are unfortunately completely misunderstood. They don't hurt anyone. They just mourn. "
The rod maker nodded again.
and so it went on. Ollivander was a good man and he admired every single job, not just his. His passion made him very personable.
When he packed up he bowed politely to the young people, who did the same.
“I wish you all the best of luck. And thank you very much for letting me look at your staff. "
With that the man left. the youngsters looked after him, smiling.