Chapter 34: Alexander, the mother of dragons
The audience was waiting for the tournament to start, the cameras were set and the people of the world were watching it. The in-between ads were stacked properly. It seemed that the big businesses of the Wizarding world had started understanding the value of advertising.
Behind the champion's entrance, the 3 champions were briefed about their task. Then they all took out a miniature dragon from the bag.
Hermione was matched with a Swedish shortsnout. Fleur Delacour was matched with a Common Welsh Green. Viktor Krum was matched with a Hungarian Horntail. Their order was Hermione, Delacour, and Krum.
Hermione prepared herself for the task. Took a long breath and walked into the arena. As soon as she entered she heard the cheers of people and distinct screams of Edward and Alexander. She embarrassingly ignored them and walked towards the dragon. The Swedish Shortsnout was acting as if asleep while covering her eggs.
Hermione calmly walked to the dragons and made some weird noise from her mouth. No one knew what she was speaking except 2 beings. Alexander and the dragon. The dragon lifted her head, seemingly interested in the little human.
"HAHAHA... SHE DID IT, SHE MASTERED THE DRAGON TONGUE," Alexander roared, nearly scaring the other judges sitting on both sides.
"What? When did she?" Dumbledore delightedly asked.
"She's been at it for the past 2 years," Alexander answered.
"Truly a genius," Madam Maxime complimented.