Later in the day, Harry walks alone, angry, passing students who spot BADGES that read "POTTER STINKS," which angers him more. Then he spies Cedric Diggory talking with older students of Hufflepuff.

Matthew walks up to Harry. The LAPELS of Cedric's friend's GLIMMER with "Potter Stinks" badges. As Harry comes up, one BLINKS punch line is revealed: "Support Cedric and the Diggory, the true Hogwarts Champion." Noticing Harry, one of the boys nods to Cedric. He turns. Eyes Harry coolly.

Cedric: Potter.

Harry: Can We have a word?

Cedric: Alright.

They step away.

Matthew: Dragons. That's the first task. They've got one for each of us.

Cedric: Are you serious? And Fleur and Krum, do they...?

Harry and Matthew nodded.

Cedric: Right. Hey, listen, about the badges. I've asked them not to wear them.

Matthew: And they did.

Harry: Don't worry about it.

Harry and Matthew leave. As they walk, they see Ron and Seamus walking along, approaching them.

Both of them go a bit fast to them.

Matthew: You are an arrogant jerk. You know that?

Ron: You think so?

Matthew: I know so

Ron: Anything else?

Matthew: Yeah, stay the hell away from us.

Ron: ..... Fine.

As Ron exits, Harry and Matthew turn and find Malfoy staring with cruel amusement, Crabbe, Gayle, and the other Slytherin students by his side.

Draco: Why so tense, Potter? My father and I have a bet you see. I don't think you or Stutler are gonna last ten minutes in this tournament. He disagrees. [Looks at Harry] He thinks you won't last five. [Looks at Matthew] And he thinks you won't last six.

Draco and his crew laughed. Harry and Matthew both marched toward Draco.

Matthew didn't say anything, before going close to him with his fists clenching, everyone realizes what he's about to do...

He then punches Malfoy and he falls to the ground.

Matthew: We don't give a damn what you or your father thinks, Malfoy! He's vile and cruel, you're just a pathetic little princess who always relies on his daddy.

Matthew walks back to Harry.

Matthew: Let's go.

Harry and Matthew leave. Draco angrily gets back up, being punched again like in the past, he reaches for his wand as he's about to cast a spell.

Draco: [enraged] That's it! Stutler is a dead man!

Pansy: [concerned] Draco, no!

Moody: Oh no you don't, sonny!

Moody points his wand and casts a spell at Malfoy, hitting him and turning him into a ferret.

Moody: I'll teach you to curse someone when their back is turned!

Everyone laughs at his transformed misfortune.

Moody: You stinking, cowardly, scummy...

Professor McGonagall: Professor Mood.

Moody:.. back-shooting--

Professor McGonagall: What are you doing?

Moody: Teaching.

Professor McGonagall: ls that a--? Is that a student?

Moody: Technically, it's a ferret. Stand still! Stand still!

Moody uses his magic to make the ferret hiver around, and sends him up the trouser leg of one of Draco's friends, squirming around as he looks uncomfortable, causing everyone to laugh.

Moody winks at Harry and Matthew as he too is laughing, eventually the ferret comes out and McGonagall turns the ferret back to Draco.

Draco: My father will hear about this!

Moody: Is that a threat?

Draco starts to run away as Moody chases him.

Professor McGonagall: Professor Moody.

Moody: Is that a threat?!

Professor McGonagall: Professor!

Moody: I could tell your stories about your father that would curl even your greasy hair boy!

Professor McGonagall: Alastor.

Moody: It doesn't end here!

Draco and his friends ran away.

Professor McGonagall: We never use transfiguration as a punishment, surely Dumbledore told you that.

Moody: He might've mentioned it.

Professor McGonagall: Well, you will do well to remember it.[to the students] Away!

Everyone leaves, as Moody picks up his stick at her and walks away.

Moody: You two. Come with me.

Harry and Matthew follow him. They enter a different room as Moody sits down and removes his prosthetic leg in front of what seems to be a mirror.

Matthew: What's that?

Moody: That's a Foe-Glass. Let me keep an eye on my enemies. If I can see the whites of their eyes, they're standing right behind me.

Harry and Matthew heard a rumbling sound as they saw a trunk screaming.

Moody: Wouldn't even bother telling you what's in there. You wouldn't believe it if I did. Now... What are you going to do about your dragons?

Harry and Matthew nodded.

Harry: Well, you know, we just thought we'd...

Moody pushes two chairs to them.

Moody: Sit.

Harry and Matthew sit down.

Moody: Listen well, lads. Your pal Diggory? By your age, he could turn a whistle into a watch and have it sing you the time.

Matthew: Really?

Moody: Miss Delacour? She's as much a fairy princess as I am. As for Krum, his head may be filled with sawdust... But Karkaroff's is not. They'll have a strategy. And you can bet that it will play to Krum's strengths. Come on you two, what are your strengths?

Harry: l don't know. Well, we can fly. l mean, I'm a fair flyer.

Matthew: And I know science and math. But l...

Moody: Better than fair, the way l heard it.

Matthew: But we're not allowed to use brooms.

Moody: You're allowed a wand.

Aerial view of the First Task arena. The cheering was heard as the crowd was gathered while some took bets.

Fred and George: Bets! Place your bets! Bets taken! Bets taken here! Step up, folks! Who fancies a flutter in today's bloodbath? Smart money's on Krum to survive! Any bets? Yes, sir? Ten-to-1 for Fleur. There you go. Thank you very much.

At the waiting tent, everyone was in uniform.

Dumbledore: [to the crowd] Your attention, please. This is a great day for all of us. Each of the three tasks involves very considerable danger. Please keep your seats at all times. This will minimize any risks you may be exposed to.

Hermione: Psst, Psst.

Matthew: Hermione?

Hermione: Oh Matthew, is Harry with you?

Harry: I'm here.

Hermione: How are you two feeling? Ok? The key is to concentrate. After that, you just have to...

Harry: Battle a dragon.

Hermione comes in and hugs the both of them. A bright camera flashes, and Rita Skeeter the journalist approaches.

Rita: Young competitive love! Ohh how... Stirring. If everything goes unfortunately today you might make the front page.

Viktor: (To Rita) You have no business here. This tent is for champions and friends.

Rita: No matter. We've got what we wanted.

Rita leaves and Dumbledore enters, along with Barty, Balthazar, Maxime, and Igor.

Dumbledore: Good day champions, gather round, please. [They did as told] Now you've waited, you've wondered and at the last moment have arrived. The moment only each of you can appreciate.

Dumbledore noticed Hermione.

Dumbledore: What are you doing here, Miss Granger?

Hermione: Sorry.[leaves]

Dumbledore: The bag.

Barty: [as he moves them into position] Champions, in a circle around me. Miss Delacour over here, Mr. Krum, Stutler, and Potter over here. Now. Miss Delacour, if you will...

He opens the bag and faint smoke is out, Fleur reaches in before wincing a bit to feel something hot before pulling out a very small dragon.

Braty: The Welsh Green. Mr. Krum.

Viktor reaches in and pulls out another dragon.

Barty Crouch: The Chinese Fireball. Mr. Diggory.

Cedric reaches in as he pulls out another dragon.

Braty Crouch: The Swedish Short-Snout. Mr. Potter.

Harry reached in and pulled out a dragon.

Braty Crouch: The Peruvian Vipertooth. Which leaves... Mr. Stutler...

He slowly goes towards Matthew with the bag open. Matthew reached into the bag.

Matthew: Agh!

He pulls it out to reveal the dragon.

Barty: The Hungarian Horntail.

Matthew: [gulps nervously]

Barty: These represent five very real dragons, each of which has been given a golden egg to protect. Your objective is simple, collect the egg. This you must do, for each egg, contains a clue without which you cannot hope to proceed to the next task. Any questions?

Dumbledore: Very well. Good luck to you all. Mr. Diggory, at the sound of the cannon, you may pro--.

The cannon lights up and fires, causing the crowd to cheer. Cedric went first. As time flashes by, one by one, each of them is selected out.

Harry: Wish me luck.

Harry leaves the tent, as the crowd is chanting his name. Harry battles the Peruvian Vipertooth. The Vipertooth comes out as it roars, prompting Harry to run from it. The dragon breathes fire as Harry uses his wand.

Harry: Accio, Firebolt!

The broom flies by as Harry hops on and flies around as the Vipertooth chases him. After a while longer, Harry beats the Vipertooth and gets the egg.

Dumbledore: Each of our champions has now faced their dragons, and so each one of them will proceed to the next task. And now our fifth and final contestant! The Prime Merlinean!

Matthew: [inhale and exhale deeply]

Matthew walks out of the tent and everyone chats his name. He looks around as he sees the crowd cheering. Matthew looks at the golden egg. He walked toward it when suddenly...

A horned tail nearly hit him as he dodges down. Matthew stared at the Horntail. The dragon roars as it's about to breathe fire at him.

Matthew: Ahh![dodges]

He avoids the fire and runs from it. Matthew sees the dragon charging at him. Matthew dodges each time the dragon swings its tail at him.

Matthew: Agh!

The Horntail managed to land a hit on Matthew as he crashed.

Igor: [chuckles]

Pansy: [concerned] Matthew...

Cho: [concerned] Oh no.

Matthew slowly gets up as he clutches to his side.

Hermione: Your ring, Matthew! Your ring!

Matthew looks at his ring, then back at the dragon. The Horntail breathes fire at the young sorcerer. Matthew conjures a fire shield.

The fire goes around him as the invisible shield protects him before he blasts the dragon with a plasma bolt. Matthew quickly draws out his wand.

Matthew: Accio, Silver Arrow!

The broom arrives at his aid.

Matthew: Wait for it.

The dragon prepares to breathe fire at Matthew.

Matthew: Now!

The dragon spews fire as Matthew jumps onto his broom and flies. The crowd cheers.

Harry: Yes!

Matthew flies around as the dragon chases him. The Horntail breaks free from its chains.

Matthew: That's not good!

Matthew flies out of the arena. The dragon roars and chases after him. Matthew flies around the school. He takes a turn to avoid its claws and jaws.

The dragon breathes fire as Matthew circle around to avoid it. Matthew looks back and sees that the Horntail is gone when suddenly...

Matthew: Ahhh!

The dragon attacked him from the top and he lost control of his broom. Matthew falls off the broom as he holds onto the roof.

The Horntail lands on the roof and roars. It started heading toward Matthew while he struggled to get his broomstick.

Matthew: Come on... You stupid soon-to-be toothpick!

Matthew finally got his broomstick and flew away. Enraged, the dragon chases him again. Matthew started flying toward the bridge.

The Horntail breathes fire at Matthew again.

Matthew dodges. He flies further as the dragon manages to lay its teeth on him.

Matthew: Whoa! Aaaaaaaaaah!

He flies through the hole as he falls, the dragon goes across the bridge but gets hurt in the process and falls.

Matthew stops himself from falling and sees the dragon as he flies. The Horntail roars in pain. Matthew looks at the injured dragon.

Back at the arena, the crowd was showing concern about what was happening. The suspense is intense. Then, they see the Horntail flying back to the arena.

Crowd: [gasps]

As it wasn't enough, looking closely, Matthew was riding on the dragon.

Crowd: [cheering loudly]

Hermione: [joyful] Yes! Yes!

Pansy: [sighs in relief]

Harry: [joyful] Yeah, Matt!

The dragon lands in the arena and roars. Matthew pets the Horntail as he gets off. The young sorcerer grabs the golden egg. The crowd cheers for the young sorcerer. At the Gryffindor common room, the students of Gryffindor cheer for Harry and Matthew. The twins pick them up and place them on their shoulders.

George: We knew you two wouldn't die.

Fred: Lose a leg.

George: Or an arm.

Fred: Pack it in altogether.

Twins: NEVER!

Seamus walks through with the eggs.

Seamus: Go on, what's the clue? [He hands the eggs]

Harry: [to the students] Who wants us to open it?

They all cheer.

Matthew: You want us to open it?

They all cheer again.

Harry: Alright. On three.

Harry and Matthew: One. Two. Three.

Both of them turn the dial, but once it opens, it rings a very loud sound as everyone covers their ears in pain.

Matthew: Shut it off! Shut it off!

Harry and Matthew quickly turn the dial back as they close up.

Ron: What the bloody hell was that?

They all see Ron at the doorway.

Fred: Alright everyone, go back to your knitting. This is gonna be uncomfortable enough without all you nosey sods listening in.

Ron walks up to Harry and Matthew.

Ron: I reckon you two have to be barking mad to put your names in the goblet of fire.

Matthew turned his back on Ron with his arms crossed and didn't say a word. Harry spoke.

Harry: Caught on, have you? Took you long enough.

Ron: l wasn't the only one who thought you'd done it. Everyone was saying it behind your back.

Harry: Brilliant. That makes us feel loads better.

Ron: At least l warned you about the dragons.

Harry: Hagrid warned me and Matthew about the dragons.

Ron: Oh no no, I did. Don't you two remember? I told Hermione to tell you that Seamus told me that Parvati told Dean that Hagrid was looking for you two.

Harry and Matthew understood him.

Ron: Seamus never actually told me anything, so it was me all along. l thought we'd be all right, you know... after you'd figured that out.

Harry: Who--? Who could possibly figure that out? That's completely mental.

Ron: Yeah. Isn't it? l suppose l was a bit distraught.

Harry and Ron smiled at each other.

Hermione: [rolling her eyes] Boys.

The girls nodded in agreement.

Harry: Matt...

Matthew looks at them as he quietly sighs.

Matthew: Fine. Apology accepted.

Ron smiled and then without warning, Matthew punched Ron in the shoulder.

Ron: Ow! [Rubs his shoulder in pain]

Matthew: That's for being a jerk.

Ron: [winces a bit] I deserve that.

Matthew chuckles and Harry and Ron smile.

End of Chapter 34