Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

"Let's get to the point. Since it's a triwizard competition, Slytherin should completely represent Hogwarts to complete the hegemony. Those Gryffindor lions who don't have any IQ will only embarrass the school if they become contestants." Malfoy shouted brazenly, and the students of Gryffindor College next to him looked at Draco angrily, but this weak gaze attack was completely harmless to Malfoy, who was already thick-skinned to a certain extent .

Dumbledore showed a kind smile, "As for the players, they are naturally the most worthy of being selected in the school. In other words, they are the most valuable. It has nothing to do with the academy. After all, they are all fighting on behalf of the school." , So, once the warriors are selected, I hope that each of our colleges can let go of their inherent prejudices, unite as one, and fully support the Hogwarts warriors."

Malfoy sneered disdainfully, seemingly ignoring what Dumbledore said.

"Continuing with our subject," said Dumbledore, a glint of light flashed through the half-moon-shaped glasses, "the Triwizard Tournament was founded some 700 years ago as a friendly competition between the three largest schools of magic in Europe. The three schools are: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. Each school selects a warrior, and then the three warriors compete in three magic items. The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years, and the three The schools took turns hosting it, and it was agreed that it was an excellent way of building friendships between young wizards from different countries—but then the death toll was so high that the Triwizard Tournament was discontinued."

"Tsk tsk, the death toll," Lilian said with a smile on her face. "Participating in such a semi-entertainment and semi-competitive event can fail, such a player is also worthy of being called a warrior?"

Loki cast a pointless glance at Dumbledore on the teacher's bench, "Actually, the competition set up by the Triwizard Contest is indeed somewhat dangerous, but in this kind of open competition, there is no means of self-protection at all, and death deserves it. It's a waste of food after all."

Sol pulled a wry smile from the corner of his mouth. With such senior brothers and sisters who don't take human life seriously, the pressure is indeed a bit high.

At each house table, someone was either gazing at Dumbledore passionately, or whispering excitedly to their neighbors.But Dumbledore spoke again, and the Great Hall fell silent again.

"I know you are all eager to win the Triwizard Tournament for Hogwarts," he said, "however, the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic have agreed that there will be an age cut-off for this year's competitors. — that is, students over the age of 17 — are only allowed to enroll for consideration. We feel,” —Dumbledore raised his voice slightly, as some people protested angrily after hearing his words, ——"This measure is very necessary, because the project of the hegemony competition is still very difficult and dangerous. No matter how many precautions we take, it is impossible for students below the sixth and seventh grades to deal with it. I will guarantee that no An underage student who tricks our impartial judges into becoming a Hogwarts champion."

There is a trace of strangeness in Augustus's silver pupils, an impartial referee?It's interesting to say that most of the warriors in the past were above the age line, just because most of the younger students have no way to fool the Goblet of Fire. In fact, this kind of magic item that operates according to certain rules wants to confuse its function. For a qualified mage, there are at least a hundred ways.

Strength determines everything. No matter in the wizarding world or anywhere, the rules are often the stones that the strong trample on the soles of their feet. All the constraints in the world are just shackles that limit the weak.

The introduction about the triwizard hegemony ended, and Dumbledore announced the end of the show, and there was nothing to say all night.

The next morning, the storm subsided, but the ceiling of the auditorium was still gloomy and misty.

The morning class was Hagrid's class. Augustus, Malfoy, and Lillian walked through the castle and walked slowly down the lawn to Hagrid's cabin on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

The summer breeze blows away the hot air, Augustus looked up at the scorching sun across the sky, his pure black robe was coated with a layer of golden sunlight, and the green of the grass covered the land, walking towards him, black, Yellow and green form a brightly colored oil painting.

"Good morning! Students." Hagrid walked out of the forest cabin in the fairy tale, with a warm smile on his face, and greeted Augustus and the others.

"You guys definitely don't want to miss this one - Blast-tailed snails!" He pointed excitedly at the box that was brought out and placed under his feet.

"Disgusting!" Lavender Brown screamed, jumping back a few steps.

Augustus stared and saw a group of white, gray and sticky lobsters with many legs sticking out all over the place, entangled in wooden boxes. There were about a hundred lobsters in each box, and each one was about six inches long. long, piled on top of each other and crawled around, banging dazedly against the walls of the box.They also had a very strong smell of rotten fish and shrimp.Every now and then a few sparks would shoot off the tail of a snail, and with a soft snap the snail would be pushed forward a few inches.

Yes, this kind of appearance is extremely ugly, aggressive, coupled with the characteristics of vigorous vitality, it is definitely Hagrid's favorite. If it is as expected, the next course should be to start cultivating these so-called cuties .Augustus touched his chin, guessing what this strange-looking creature feeds on.

"Just hatched," said Hagrid proudly, "you can raise them yourself! We can have a big project!"

A long silence enveloped the clearing. No student was interested in this proposal. Hagrid looked at the expressionless Slytherin students in embarrassment, and looked at the Gryffindor line for help. The Harry trio.

Hermione sighed slightly, deliberately put on a very interested expression, stood up and said, "This should be a creature that has not yet been listed as a magical animal, although I don't know their function yet, but I I think when they become adults, they will probably be able to reveal their special features."

Most of the Slytherin students were still indifferent, with disgusted expressions on their faces, and everyone in Gryffindor seemed to gather around because of Hermione's face.Augustus stood there watching for a while, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he stepped forward.Malfoy followed reluctantly, and all the Slytherin students looked at each other and followed.