"Good luck, Cedric. Don't get yourself killed." Cedric smiled at me as i wished him luck. His glorious body left the tent. After Cedric was back, Viktor went. Then Fleur. Then Harry. During the surprisingly long wait for Harry, I paced around the tent anxiously. I was fearful of the dragon.
"Hey, Harry." He was finally back. "Good luck, Adam." Without hesitating, i was greeted by mass cheering and a larger version of the Hebridean Black that i drew. Well, much more than larger.
"How am i gonna steal an egg from THAT?" I said to myself in my heart. There was no turning back. It shot at me, which manifested itself in the form of a huge fire, which i countered by running underneath the dragon, and sliding, like a footballer or secret agent, to the golden egg through the dragon's legs.
"Oh my days! What a show!" Bagman's voice ringed in my head as i put the egg into my bag. Cheering was heard, loudly and clearly, but my brain forced me to make the cheering just like wind, forcing me to ignore them.
"Okay, now i've got the egg, then how i am supposed to get out of here…..untouched?" Luckily, no one heard me, as no one knew telepathy here. Looking at the 4 poles surrounding me, my brain had already calculated a equation…..a equation for me to get out of here. not in a body bag.
My gauntlets assisted me in my task, which was climbing up a pole to my left. Reaching the top, the dragon's mouth was bright orange. My hands were quickly holding both of my grappling guns, through the way of taking them out from my bag. The rope reached the other side quickly, just at the moment i had slammed down on the trigger. I jumped, swinging as my jacket narrowly missed the fire which tried to attempt murder.
Reaching the other side, I quickly fired my other gun; which it hit the pole diagonal to me, and i swung, regardless of the dragon was right in front of me. The fire scorched my armor as i narrowly dodged the fire, zooming over the dragon in the process. As soon as i made contact with the pole, i detached the hook from it, and I launched myself off the pole, doing a backflip in mid-air in the process before landing safely on the ground. Now my brain allowed me to pay attention to the cheering.