As he spoke, Newt smiled and looked up at the sky; he was clearly lost in fond memories of his youth.
Sebastian didn't bother her any further and insteadlooked at Charlie .
" Charlie , I remember sending you a Norwegian Ridgeback Dragon named Norbert two years ago . How is that little dragon now?"
Thinking about the little dragon that had been sent off with great fanfare back then , Sebastian wondered what his tiny friend was doing now.
If deemed suitable, perhaps that little boy could be included in the first round of the Triwizard Tournament .
By then , Hagrid wondered if he would still recognize Malfoy and Ron .
"Haha," Charlie laughed , " Hagrid , that confused man, named him Norbert without even considering his gender ."
"It was clearly a female dragon; we later named her Norberta. She's now fully grown and doing very well."
"He's not afraid of anyone and often comes to camp asking us for brandy. Everyone loves him."
"But," Charlie shook his head helplessly , "Norberta doesn't seem to recognize the name. Most of the time she only responds when called Norbert ."
Everyone enjoyed the afternoon talking about interesting things from school, accompanied by barbecue and fruit wine.
After dinner , Sebastian and Mia followed Newt and crawled inside his suitcase.
Mia was delighted to see the wide variety of magical creatures and eventually developed a genuine sympathy for an ugly civet cub.
Seeing this, Sebastian didn't hesitate. After getting Newt to sign the confidentiality agreement, he immediately transformed into his dragon-human form, putting on quite an impressive show for the other side.
But Sebastian couldn't stand Newt's intense gaze , which seemed as if he were examining a magical creature .
Shortly afterward, he hastily ended his transformation and fled with Mia .
After returning to the visitor centre, he had a good night's sleep. The next day, immediately after breakfast, a dragon keeper came and said that a high-ranking official from the British Ministry of Magic had arrived at the camp .
That person was Barty Crouch , and he was waiting to speak with Sebastian about the events of the Triwizard Tournament .
Squatting ?
Sebastian raised an eyebrow.
He wasn't expecting him to come in person and hand over the job to his subordinates.
This man was remarkably resilient and had fought tirelessly against Lord Voldemort during the Second Wizarding War .
At the time, the public generally believed he would be the next Minister of Magic .
But to everyone's surprise, it turned out that his son Barty was a Death Eater , and one of the most fanatical .
Even more shocking was the fact that Barty had participated in the torture of Neville's parents and was one of those responsible for driving them completely insane .
As the former head of the Magic Law Enforcement Office , Crouch personallysent Barty to Azkaban prison.
From that moment on, Crouch's reputation was ruined. Not only did he lose his chance to run for the Ministry of Magic , but he also lost his position as head of the Magic Law Enforcement Office .
After Fudge took office, Crouch was appointed head of the International Magical Cooperation Department,this timeprimarilyresponsible for the Triwizard Tournament .
Barty Crouch sat in a chair at the dragon keepers' camp, a dark expression on his face.
His brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes stared blankly at the ground in front of him. He was lost in thought, completely oblivious to his surroundings.
The truth that his son was not dead had finally been revealed.
It was all his fault because he was too emotional at the time. To fulfill his terminally ill wife's last wish, he gave her the Potion of Multiple Shapeshifting and got his rebellious son out of Azkaban .
As a result, not only did his wife tragically die in Azkaban , but his rebellious son showed no remorse; his heart was filled with the desire to find Voldemort and help him rise again .
He had no other choice; he had to keep her under control with Imperio , and usually a house elf kept a close watch on her.
But even the house elf wasn't trustworthy!
While Winky was away, she let a stranger into the house and then continued talking to her rebellious son without taking any precautions.
Even though his son was wearing an invisibility cloak, the other side was still able to guess who was underneath it.
Bertha Jorkins , why did you,an ordinary employee in the Department of Magical Games and Sports at the Ministry of Magic , insist on coming to my house to get my signature? Wasn't that just going to get you into trouble?
Barty Crouch had suspected that the secret might not remain hidden forever; after all, that rebellious son was alwaysresisting the Empire .
He never expected that his years of peaceful life would be directly disrupted by that reckless man , Bertha Jorkins .
To protect himself , Barty Crouch had no choice but to cast a powerful Memory Charm on Bertha Jorkins ; this would ensure she completely forgot the secret she had discovered.
However, this Memory Spell was too powerful and caused permanent damage to Bertha's memory, making her forgetful.
Crouch sighed silently to himself.
Fortunately, Bertha was generally clumsy, and her colleagues at the Ministry of Magic hadn't noticed her change.
Lately, that woman named Bertha seemed to have gone on holiday to Albania . I hope she doesn't cause any more trouble.
When Sebastian arrived at camp, he found Crouchhad summoned Newt and the head dragon keeper.
Everyone went straight to the camp's meeting room without showing much politeness.
"Everyone needs to sign a confidentiality agreement before the meeting begins," Crouch said, getting straight to the point . "All the dragon keepers at the camp must sign this agreement."
" Sebastian , I hear your wife has also arrived here; she will also have to sign a confidentiality agreement later."
"The terms of the agreement aren't strict; it simply requires that no one reveals the secrets of the dragons before the Triwizard Tournament ."
Sebastian had no objections. As this year's host, these kinds of superficial tasks still needed to be handled properly.
After everyone had signed, Crouch continued, " According to the Ministry of Magic's research , the first mission will involve dragons."
"Then each participant from each school will encounter a dragon. I'd like to ask, have you prepared the dragons?"
The head dragon trainer responded seriously, "We currently have four suitable targets: a Welsh Green Dragon , a Swedish Short-Nosed Dragon , a Chinese Fireball Dragon , and a Hungarian Horned Dragon ."
"Only these four people?" Crouch frowned .
" According to the requirements of the British Ministry of Magic , we need to find female dragons that are nesting," said the head dragon keeper. "Meeting this requirement is not easy."
"If no dragons have laid eggs lately, we'll find a clever and cooperative dragon and have it put on a show."
"Mr. Crouch ," Newt couldn't resist saying , "Nestling dragons are especially dangerous. Isn't it very difficult for students to face these dragons?"
Crouch stated decisively, "This isthe first Triwizard Tournament in hundreds of years.We must make it magnificent."
" The students participating in the Triwizard Tournament are the best students from each school; they'll surely find a way to handle this situation."
Newt didn't say much upon seeing this and actively participated in the discussion about the details of the Triwizard Tournament .
This time Crouch did not act autocratically; on the contrary, he listened carefully to everyone's opinions.
Sebastian also put forward many ideas, and Crouch repeatedly nodded in agreement with all of them.
After two days of research, everyone finally finalized all the details of the Triwizard Tournament .
"We'll stick with this plan," Crouch said with a smile. " I'm heading back to the Ministry of Magic . There's a lot more to come for me at the Quidditch World Cup ."
He then rose to his feet and hastily left the dragon tamers' camp.