Jinx Not-So-Malfoy and the Triwizard Tournament

Chapter 17

I just ate a toothpaste flavoured jelly bean. e.o

I actually think I may have stumbled across Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans. I've been eating these for an hour and I still have no clue as to what any of these flavours are, and not all of them are overly pleasent. (See above.)

BAH! CINNAMON! HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT!

I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN A LONG TIME I AM SO SORRY I'VE BEEN EXTREMELY BUSY FEBRUARY IS A BAD MONTH FOR ME.

I got up. I ate food. Harry showed up. We walekd around the lake while he to.d us about his convo with Sirius and how the first task was dragons.

Siriusly brah.

Alarmed as she was by Sirius's warnings about Karkaroff, (he was a Death Eater) Hermione still thought that the dragons were the more pressing problem. 

"Let's just try and keep you alive until Tuesday evening," she said desperately, "and then we can worry about Karkaroff." 

We walked three times around the lake, trying all the way to think of a simple spell that would subdue a dragon. Nothing whatsoever occurred to us, so we retired to the library instead. Here, we pulled down every book we could find on dragons, and we set to work searching through the large pile. 

"Talon-clipping by charms.. .treating scale-rot...' This is no good, this is for nutters like Hagrid who want to keep them healthy..." 

"Dragons are extremely difficult to slay, owing to the ancient magic that imbues their thick hides, which none but the most powerful spells can penetrate...' But Sirius said a simple one would do it..." 

"Let's try some simple spellbooks, then," said Harry, throwing aside Men Who Love Dragons Too Much. 

He returned to the table with a pile of spellbooks, set them down, and began to flick through each in turn, Hermione whispering nonstop at his elbow.

"Well, there are Switching Spells... but what's the point of Switching it? Unless you swapped its fangs for wine-gums or something that would make it less dangerous.... The trouble is, like that book said, not much is going to get through a dragon's hide.... I'd say Transfigure it, but something that big, you really haven't got a hope, I doubt even Professor McGonagall... unless you're supposed to put the spell on yourself? Maybe to give yourself extra powers? But they're not simple spells, I mean, we haven't done any of those in class, I only know about them because I've been doing O.W.L. practice papers...." 

"Hermione," Harry said, through gritted teeth, "will you shut up for a bit, please? I'm trying to concentrate." 

Hermione lasped Into silence and we continued to flip through spellbooks. 

I was bored so I transfigured a book into a llama. Then the bitch who calls herself a librarian shot me a nasty look so I transfigured it back. 

I'll change it back later.

"Oh no, he's back again, why can't he read on his stupid ship?" said Hermione irritably as Viktor Krum slouched in, cast a surly look over at three or us, and settled himself in a distant corner with a pile of books. "Come on, Harry, Jinx, we'll go back to the common room...his fan club'll be here in a moment, twittering away...." 

And sure enough, as we left the library, a gang of girls tiptoed past us, one of them wearing a Bulgaria scarf tied around her waist. 

I silently transfigured the book back into a llama. The fangirls screamed. I smirked with delight.

The next day we were eating in the hall, as per usual. Harry looked distracted, as per usual. And I was delighted because the llama I created was running loose around the school. The teachers seemed to think this was a "threat" because the book I transfigured was about dragons and llama breathes fire.