Visit the dragons.

"Alright", you say. "Now that I don't have to fight them, I'm more than happy to see a dragon up close."

Hagrid leads you to the dragon's pen, and Charlie waves when you approach.

"Nice to see you, Harry", he says, shaking your hand vigorously. "You did will against the Horntail. That was some good flying you did. I don't think I could have done it."

Charlie turns to Hagrid, and soon they are deeply involved in a discussion about raising dragons. You follow them meekly until you reach the dragon enclosure. There, you stand and stare at the dragon. Luckily, it's not the Hungarian Horntail – you've seen enough of that species to last you multiple lifetimes. Instead of the Horntail's black scales, this dragon is silvery blue, with scales that have an alluring shine. You recognise this from model that Cedric picked out before the First Task – a Swedish Short-Snout. The Short-Snout is less than half the size of the Horntail you fought, and based on this dragon, you can see why Hagrid has always wanted one as a pet.

In the enclosure, four wizards are circling the dragon cautiously, wands out. The dragon looks at each one in turn, it's eyes narrowed to slits. Suddenly, it lunges, and one of the wizards only manages not to be bitten in two by a quick jump backwards. The Short-Snout rounds on another wizard, who jumps behind a tree. The dragons roars, and shoots a jet of bright blue flame at the tree, incinerating it in an instant. The wizard, who had been protected by his thick cloak, stumbles backwards as the Short-Snout roars again.

"She's a bit feisty today", Charlie says, with a chuckle.

"You don't say", you mutter under your breath.

"She's beautiful", Hagrid sighs, approaching the fence.

"Don't get too close", Charlie warns, hovering behind Hagrid. "She might attack you."

As if Charlie's words are instructions, the Short-Snout turns her beady stare on Hagrid, who just waves as the dragon slowly approaches. Charlie tries to pull Hagrid away, but Hagrid ignores him. A deep rumbling comes from deep in the dragon's throat.

"Move", Charlie yells over the noise.

Instinctively, you dive to your left. You move just in time; the dragon's fire just misses you. You land on the ground, groaning, and turn to see Charlie lying beside you. Anxiously, you look around, and are relieved to catch a glimpse of Hagrid – on the ground, but still alive – before the dragon steps between you and him. Charlie grips your hand, and pulls you backwards.

"Slowly", he murmurs to you through barely parted lips. "Move slowly."

As slowly as you can manage, you begin to move backwards, never taking your eyes from the reptile looming over you. The Swedish Short-Snout regards you curiously as you crawl away from her. The dragon takes a step towards you, and you quicken your pace.

Suddenly, you hit something hard behind you. Without thinking you look over your shoulder. You have backed into a stone wall, probably one of the huts the dragon keepers have been using to keep supplies. While your back is turned, the Short-Snout lunges forward, keen for a Harry Potter-sized snack. You feel the wind from her attack pass you as Charlie drags you into the hut, then slams the door behind you. He acts just in time, since in her anger, the dragon shoots a jet of fire at the door.

"Thanks", you say to Charlie, panting a bit from your close escape.

"No problem", Charlie replies awkwardly. "My mum would kill me if I let you die."

You manage a weak smile, which vanishes when the dragon roars her anger at her lost meal.

"We need to do something!" you say with conviction.

"We could fight the dragon off", Charlie says thoughtfully. "It would be very dangerous, though. Or we could wait until the dragon goes to sleep, and someone rescues us."