For the rest of the day, Elwyn, Harry and Hermione helped Ron practice the Flyaway Charm.
They practiced until ten o'clock in the evening. They had planned to practice a little longer, but Mischievous appeared.
He probably thought that Ron was going to throw things at him, so he began to pick up chairs and throw them around the room.
The four of them quickly left the place before the noise attracted Filch's attention.
Fortunately, when they returned to Gryffindor's common room, it was empty.
After another three hours, it was after midnight, and Ron finally mastered the Flyaway Charm. On the floor around him, there were many things scattered: books, quills, a few overturned chairs, an old set of gobblestones, and Neville's frog, Lefford.
"Much better, Ron. You've really improved a lot," said Hermione. She looked tired, but very happy.
"I've learned the spell!" said Ron happily. He raised his wand and pointed it at the book on the round table.
The next second, the book "How to Raise a Dragon" flew into the air and to the other side of the room, where Ron caught it.
"Congratulations, Ron. You've completely mastered the spell." Harry said happily, "Now I know what to do if I can't learn the spell next time. I'll let Elwyn and Hermione threaten us with a fire dragon. That's a very useful idea."
"It's not easy. I've learned the spell, but I'm not sure." Ron said, still a little worried. "You know, the flying broom is much farther away than the things here. It's in the castle, and I want it outside."
"It doesn't matter!" said Hermione confidently. "As long as you really concentrate and concentrate, it will come to you."
"Now go back to sleep. We'll learn the Eye Curse tomorrow. It's much more difficult than the Flyaway Charm!" said Elwyn.
Ron had been practicing the Eye Curse for a long time, but on Monday, the four of them practiced until three o'clock in the morning before Ron completely mastered the spell. He wouldn't be too nervous or excited and couldn't cast it.
Everything had been prepared, and the rest depended on Ron's performance.
Compared to before, Ron was more confident now and didn't panic as much.
Elwyn just lay down and was woken up by Corin.
He put on his clothes absentmindedly and followed Corin to the hall. The atmosphere in the school was very tense and excited.
Everyone in Gryffindor greeted Ron and gave him their blessings, while Malfoy and the others mocked him.
Ron looked extremely nervous and slow. He seemed to be indifferent to everything around him and didn't even talk much.
At noon, the school stopped classes so that all the students would have time to go down to the ring of dragons.
Professor Meg came and called Ron away. Elwyn, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Fred, and George hurried to catch up.
"Weasley, now the warriors are going to the ring. You have to be ready to complete the first task," Professor Meg said sternly. She glanced at Elwyn and the others. "The six of you can forget about it. Come with me!"
She seemed to think that Ron would feel better if the six of them accompanied him.
Professor Meg looked flustered. She was as anxious as Hermione and Ginny.
She led the four of them down the stone steps and into the open air.
It was a cold November afternoon. She put her hand on Ron's shoulder.
"Okay, don't be nervous!" she said. "Keep your head cool. We've arranged some wizards to stand by. If things go wrong, they'll come forward to control the situation. If it doesn't work, just give up. There's no shame in that. I don't think the most important thing is to complete the task. It's to make the most of your ability and keep your life. No one will think you're inferior to anyone else. Are you all right? "
"I'm fine!" Ron murmured.
"Very good!" said Professor Meg.
She led them around the edge of the forest and towards the place where the fire dragons were.
When they approached the clump of trees where they could have seen the ring clearly, they saw that a tent had been set up.
The tent blocked the fire dragons. The entrance was facing them.
"You have to go in with the other warriors, Weasley!" Professor Meg said, her voice trembling. "Wait until it's your turn. Mr. Bargmann is inside too. He'll tell you the steps. Good luck!"
She looked at Ron anxiously with her mouth closed, and then led him to the entrance of the tent.
Professor Meg did not let Elwyn and the others in, so they had to go up and say goodbye to Ron and give their blessings.
It looked as if they were sending Ron to the battlefield, and then he would die there, never to be seen again.
Ginny, in particular, could not help crying when she knew that Ron was going to face the fire dragons.
Ron's face was pale. He looked at them pitifully. He had not got the fire-protection potion from Elwyn. It would not be good if he went into the ring just like that.
But Professor Meg was still here. He could not say this.
"You will succeed, Ron!" Elwyn walked over and said in a low voice, "Wait for me inside. I'll go in in a minute."
"I'll wait for you!" Ron said. He did not feel like his own voice.
Then, he turned around and staggered into the tent.
Cedric sat on a low wooden stool in the corner. He did not look at Ron.
This annoyed Ron. This guy had gotten the news about the fire dragons from him and Harry, but he did not show any gratitude. It was as if nothing had happened.
He had long disliked this pretty boy, ever since he defeated Gryffindor in the Quidditch game.
Both he and Cedric were warriors, but there was only one person who could represent the Hogwarts. They had to fight it out.
Hibiscus Chinensis also ignored Ron. She was not as calm as usual. Her face was very pale, and she looked sick as she curled up in the chair.
She was the only girl among the warriors. Looking at Hibiscus Chinensis, Ron could not help but wonder how she would defeat the fire dragons.
As for Krum, he looked gloomier than usual. He kept pacing back and forth in the tent.
When he saw Ron, he came over and whispered a few words to him. He had a good relationship with Ron now.
In Ron's opinion, he was Krum's only friend among the Hogwarts, which made him feel honored.
As for those worshippers, Krum didn't even spare them a glance.
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