69novels Chapter 117 116
Chapter 117 116
No matter how many people are taking advantage of this three-school magic event to mess around, time waits for no one.
The announcements in the foyer regarding the arrival dates of the other two schools for the Triwizard Tournament had already been posted, and there was less than a week left.
All the small animals in Hogwarts are in a state before the fireworks are lit, even the professors are not calm.
The old Long Ha, who has been polluted by various graphic novels recently, is very impressed with some bloody plots such as some life and death, heroes save the beauty, and a friend in adversity, so he urges Drake and Hermione went to sign up for the competition, and the reason was very serious: "I have studied with me for so long, this is such a good opportunity to verify my progress."
It's a pity that these two prematurely decrepit brats who were devastated had fully realized how wicked this old dragon could be, and they were determined not to be fooled, which disappointed Harry for a while.But soon he became excited again, his loyal dog smuggled a lot of gossip to him, and Harry's frustration from those two brats was completely transferred to another poor guy. Well, the word "rejection" is never in the dictionary of loyal dogs—except, of course, when everyone understands it—so Harry couldn't wait to see the scene he was looking forward to.
On the day the representatives of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang arrived, the afternoon classes ended half an hour earlier. As the host, Hogwarts of course had to give a warm reception.
The whole castle has been cleaned carefully, and even the moving portraits and armors have been wiped clean and look brand new.
The hall was grandly decorated, silk banners representing the four colleges were hung high on the wall, the most conspicuous was the largest banner behind the professor's long table, and the huge Hogwarts school emblem represented the four colleges. Animals closely surround a giant H.
This made the already excited mood of the little animals even more nervous and excited.
The effect of this day's teaching can be imagined, but except for Professor Snape who hates all the noise, the other professors are still very understandable.
You know, everyone has vanity.
The appearance of the Triwizard Tournament is to be aggressive, cool and handsome.
From time to time, a silver-maned horse as big as an elephant flapped its wings and pulled a huge carriage and flew in the air—this was the arrival of Beauxbaton's representative.
Harry was amazed to see a "big" beauty, really big and beautiful.
This was simply a miracle given to Hagrid to get rid of his singleness, and Hagrid, who obviously took the initiative to greet him with great enthusiasm and said that he could take care of the group of Pegasus, thought so too.
But in all fairness, apart from body shape, whether it is appearance or IQ, this Mrs. Maxim and Hagrid are definitely flowers and that.
It is very different from Beauxbaton's fairytale aesthetic appearance.
The Durmstrang emerges from the Black Lake like a veritable ghost ship, and out of it emerges a group of tough fur guys, and Beauxbaton's slender and ballerina-like representatives of both sexes In sharp contrast.
Harry leaned his head, listening to the noisy discussions of the small animals around him, and felt that Hogwarts was simply the most unremarkable one.
Speaking of which, this group of tough fur guys are really in good shape and have potential for development.
cough--
A deliberate cough appeared in his head, and Harry rolled his eyes, expressing his contempt for the jealous smell of the guy who was standing among the professor pretending to be a beast, and then ignored it, continuing to happily look at the macho man.
It seems that there is also a heavyweight superstar among the hunks. The appearance of a Quidditch player named Krum, who is known as the best Seeker in the world, caused a big commotion.
After finally welcoming the representatives of the two schools, the shivering little animals couldn't wait to return to the warm hall.
Beauxbaton's representative sat on Ravenclaw's long table, and Durmstrang naturally sat on Slytherin's long table.
The keen little animal noticed that there were two strangers beside Principal Dumbledore besides the other two principals, and one of them had a familiar hair color.
Harry glanced at Draco's pretending to be nonchalant and serious, and raised his eyebrows slightly.Platinum Xiaolong responded with a gritted smirk.
But by the time the food came, Harry had stopped paying attention to useless things altogether.
For the first time, he knew that the food at Hogwarts could still have new tricks. If he had known this, the more such activities, the better!
When the last person—that is, Harry—put down the plate and all the glasses and plates disappeared, the children of the other two schools, who were shocked by Harry's appetite, turned their attention to poor Deng who was finally able to finish the dinner and start talking. On Bullido.
"Before the official start of the Triwizard Tournament, please allow me to introduce these two gentlemen by my side, and thank them for their hard work for this competition in the past period of time."
Dumbledore first introduced Ludo Bagman, the Director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic.
The little animals applauded enthusiastically.
In the wizarding world, where only Quidditch could be called a sport, Harry felt that this job was really easy.
"Next," Dumbledore turned to the other side, "this is Mr. Lucius Malfoy, the newly appointed Director of the Department of International Exchange and Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic. As everyone knows, he is also a member of Hogwarts. One of the members of the school board."
With the same hair color and surname, the small animals applauded mechanically, their eyes wandering between Malfoy and Malfoy.
I have to say that Big Malfoy's appearance is really good, and most of the little girls blushed when they stared at this gentleman.
Little Malfoy's chin unconsciously raised another fifteen degrees, but in an instant, after seeing Hermione's half-smile expression, Platinum Dragon quickly regained his "noble, glamorous and classy" image.
The hisses of several rebellious lion cubs were overwhelmed by Professor McGonagall's stern and terrifying eyes. The lioness king could not tolerate any mistakes that would affect the honor of Hogwarts at such a moment.
"Mr. Bagman and Mr. Malfoy will join me, Professor Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxime during the game to form a panel of judges to judge the efforts of the warriors."
The word "warrior" suddenly ignited the atmosphere.
Dumbledore waved his hand, and Filch, miraculously dressed in a tuxedo, walked up holding the huge old wooden box, trying his best to maintain his manners.
During this period, Dumbledore gave a concise description of the schedule and requirements of the game.
"Everyone knows that the three schools will select three representatives to represent their respective schools to participate in the competition, and the participating warriors will be selected by an absolutely impartial selector. It is the Goblet of Fire!"
An inconspicuous cup with blue and white flames was placed in the center of the hall, and Dumbledore drew an age line around the cup—people under the age of 17 were not allowed to pass, and the deadline for registration was Halloween night .
The little animals were driven back to their dormitories, but Harry didn't think anyone could sleep well tonight.
As an old dragon who was used to playing tricks and tricks, he didn't think that the headmaster of Durmstrang's warm gaze on him was admiration for his appetite.
Thanks to all the weird deeds he had done in the past few semesters, and after being in the headlines of newspapers many times, the face of the famous Harry Potter is still quite recognizable now.
As soon as the Hufflepuff critters got back into the common room, they started blowing up their nests.
Most of the little badgers are very self-aware and don't have much objection to the existence of the age line. They are chattering around Cedric, cheering him up in various ways.
This is not to rush ducks to the shelves. Cedric himself also hopes to participate in the competition and win honors-you know, boys, especially boys in love, always want to be a superhero in the eyes of their girlfriends.
"Harry, what are you thinking?" Justin noticed Harry who had been acting dumb, and moved over.
"Ah," Harry returned to his senses, "I was thinking about what Headmaster Dumbledore said just now about the age limit."
"Age line!?" Justin Badger yelled in surprise, which attracted the attention of many little badgers.
Harry blinked, could he say he was just making a random excuse?
In the face of a group of shining eyes with a strong desire for knowledge, this obviously cannot.
So Old Long Ha started to fool around, "I was thinking, Principal Dumbledore said that anyone under the age of 17 cannot cross the age line."
"Yeah." The little badgers nodded.
"But he didn't say that he must throw the parchment for registration into that cup by himself."
The little badgers raised their faces and recalled vigorously, as if, as if, they really didn’t say anything, what they said...
"If you are underage, you can find a senior who is over 17 years old or academia to help you vote. The existence of the age line seems to be meaningless."
that is true!
Such a simple method, why did no one notice it? !
The little badgers all cast adoring eyes at Harry.
"But it shouldn't be that simple. It's impossible for Principal Dumbledore to make such a stupid mistake." Harry waved his hand, indicating that his idea was unreliable.
"That's not necessarily the case, I think this is very likely to succeed!" Justin, who has become a diehard Harry fan, said that this method is worth a try.
Cedric and several senior students listened for a while, miraculously felt that this seemed to be a loophole that could be exploited, and dutifully reminded the juniors not to try it lightly, after all, the number of deaths in the Triwizard Tournament was bloody. There.
After all, the little badgers are not lion cubs with strong heroism. Even though they know such a good method, they are very obedient and show self-knowledge. They will not try, but they can be used as a killer to show off to other colleges one time.
"Senior Cedric, can I talk to you?" After the little badgers all returned to the dormitory, Harry stopped him quietly.
"What's the matter? If it's what happened just now, don't worry. Everyone should be interested in this statement and won't try it lightly. You don't have to take it to heart." Cedric, who already has the mature flavor of a young man Gently stroking Harry's head, and remembering how his mother cut Harry's hair before Christmas, he couldn't help but smile.
It has to be said that Cedric is really a good boy who is beautiful inside and out. For this good boy who once brought him good memories, Harry's conscience, which is rare in thousands of years, has been discovered.