A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 381 Goblet of Fire

The next day, Felix opened his eyes from the bed and yawned big.

The air outside the window is damp, mixed with the smell of soil.After finishing washing up, he estimated the time and prepared to eat in the auditorium.

"Warren, let's go to eat." He called.

On the cradle bed, the fluffy velvet blanket shook, then fell silent.

"Varren?"

A small hand stretched out from the blanket, waved at him twice, and then retracted immediately.

"Haw!" It was tired from watching the movie last night and didn't want to get up at all.

"...well, remember there are cookies and cakes in the office."

Felix walked out of the room and into the auditorium.Unexpectedly, he found that there was one more school logo in the auditorium, and he glanced at it. Hogwarts' coat of arms, Ilvermorny's petal badge, Beauxbaton's crossed wand badge, and Durmstrang's double-headed eagle with the deer head badge, and the last—

The cone-shaped mountain peak is hidden in the clouds and mist. If you look carefully, there is a magnificent building standing on the halfway up the cone-shaped mountain peak.

Moon Hill, Ouagadou.

"Is Waggadu here too? Could it be last night, or this morning?" Felix glanced at the auditorium, but saw no new faces, but Krum, Durmstrang's star student.

It was only yesterday that he found out that the talented Seeker who played tricks on the Seeker of the Irish national team twice in the Quidditch World Cup final and finally caught the Golden Snitch to end the game was still in school in Durmstrang.

It can only be said that Quidditch training has been exposed to wind and rain all day, is it too hard?
At the long table in Slytherin, Krum was not with his teammates, but chose to eat alone.Surrounded by a dozen pairs of adoring eyes, they kept peeking at him, but he seemed to have gotten used to it, eating breakfast in silence.

After eating, he got up and left.Different from the posture of riding a broomstick, he is now taciturn, his eyebrows are habitually frowned, as if he is in deep thought anytime and anywhere.

At dinner, Felix finally meets Ouagadou's students.

They all have dark skin, and their specific manifestations are different.Only one student's skin was as black as the bottom of a pot, and it looked like a walking block of pure black.It would be hard to make out the different parts of his body if it weren't for the brown furs he was wearing.The rest of the Ouagadou students were much more normal-although they were also dark-skinned, they could at least distinguish their eyes and noses.

As he passed the Ravenclaw table, he heard a little girl muttering in a low voice: "Coffee brown, brown, dark brown, chocolate, dark..."

He grinned, and sat next to Madam Maxim in the professor's seat, and on the other side of her was Principal Ilvermorny with his eyes closed.

After chatting for a few words, Felix noticed a sad sight, and looked back, only to find Hagrid in the corner.He was taken aback. Hagrid's attire was very different from before. Unknowingly, he found a handmade suit from there. His beard and hair were carefully groomed. At least it was the first time that Felix could tell the difference between the two. the boundary between.

At this moment, Hagrid was looking at him eagerly, no, at Madame Maxime next to him.

"Is that the professor of the Protection of Magical Beasts class mentioned by Dumbledore?" Madam Maxime asked softly.

"Rubus Hagrid, Hogwarts Forbidden Forest Warden, Key Keeper, Professor of Protection of Magical Animals, was born in 1928. He is passionate about raising and taming all kinds of magical animals. He was once expelled from Hogwarts, but later It proved to be a malicious framing, and the stigma was cleared last year. He is the first expert on magical animals who successfully tamed thestrals, and is closely related to most magical animals in the Forbidden Forest. He is warm and sincere, and has a straightforward personality..."

Madame Maxime rolled her eyes, stretched out her big fan-like hand and hammered Felix, Felix quickly put a layer of human-shaped iron armor on himself, "Bang!" His body shook.

Hagrid's eyes stared seven or eight places away.

Today's auditorium is extraordinarily crowded, probably because the students from the four schools from outside are scattered in it, making people's eyes dazzled.

On relatively formal occasions, Hogwarts students are required to wear uniforms.

So among the black wizard robes, there were the blue and cranberry of Ilvermorny, the light blue of Beauxbatons, the scarlet of Durmstrang, and the brown of Vagadus.

There were four headmasters sitting on either side of Dumbledore. Felix turned his eyes twice at the little witch, and the witch immediately turned back to look at him. Felix smiled lightly, and the witch looked at him carefully. He turned his head and spoke to Dumbledore.

She spoke an odd language, so fast and urgent that Felix could only understand a few sounds, but Dumbledore listened carefully and responded in the same language.

Karkaroff, who was next to the witch, didn't look very happy. He kept fiddling with a golden goblet, making a lot of noise on purpose.

The chairs of professors were almost full, leaving only the last two vacancies. Seven or eight minutes later, a short, fat, red-faced wizard appeared from the main entrance of the auditorium, with a warm smile on his face.

"Dumbledore, I'm late, Batty has something to do, I'm the only one..." Bagman said quickly, and he looked around: "Ah, you're all here, great, I've been worried about Wagga Teams with higher degrees may be late.”

The little witch said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Bagman, we will not delay on great matters."

"Ah, of course..." Bagman wiped his sweat and said, he glanced at the only two vacant seats left, and finally sat next to Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore stood up, the auditorium gradually fell silent, and all eyes were on him.

"Welcome! Students from five magic schools have gathered together, which has never happened in a millennium." He said cheerfully: "On this solemn occasion, I would like to say thanks to the house-elves in the kitchen, who, in order to satisfy different Taste, spent a lot of thought..."

"Then enjoy the food to your heart's content, that's the most important thing tonight."

He sat down, and the empty plate in front of them was suddenly filled with all kinds of food.In addition to the French dishes that appeared last night, there were some more strange dishes today, which were placed in front of them in various ways.

At the Gryffindor table, Ron glanced over the bouillabaisse, yellow custard and white custard, saw a lump of goo, held out his fork—

"No!" Hermione yelled.

"what happened?"

"You're not going to like it," said Hermione, gasping for breath, her face looking unnaturally pale. "I didn't expect them to include this in the recipe."

"What's this?" Harry asked, not smelling anything strange.

"Camel fat," said Hermione. She retched and turned away immediately. "Trust me, you guys won't like it."

Ron pushed the plate away with a fork, and Seamus stuck a piece in, "What kind of jam is this?" He stuffed it into his mouth, and Harry and the others stared at him intently.

"Uh, why are you looking at me..." Visible to the naked eye, Seamus' face turned liver-colored, he swallowed it whole, grabbed Dean's pumpkin juice, and gulped it down in one gulp.

His eyes turned green and he looked around frantically as Neville handed him his own pumpkin juice tremblingly.

"What the hell is this?" Seamus said angrily after drinking all of Neville's pumpkin juice. "It's even more unappetizing than the slime of snails."

Ron thankfully inserted a greasy sausage and ate it deliciously.

When the golden plates were cleared one after another, Dumbledore stood up again.A feeling of excitement and tension filled the air in the auditorium.

"The moment has come at last," said Dumbledore. "The Tournament is about to begin. Mr. Filch, please bring in the box. In the meantime, I would like to explain a few words—"

"First of all, I would like to introduce to you the important guests today, first of all the principals."

"Mrs. Olim Maxim, headmaster of Beauxbatons;"

"Professor Igor Karkaroff, Headmaster of Durmstrang;"

"Professor Agilbert Fontana, Headmaster of Ilvermorny;"

"Principal of Ouagadou, Ms Hariya Miniot Nagy;"

Dumbledore paused, blinked, and smiled, "Of course, and myself, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."

Everyone, including the students from the other four schools, stared at him blankly.

"Has no one noticed, this is actually a clever joke," Dumbledore said regretfully, "I sorted the names according to their length..."

Professor McGonagall cleared his throat vigorously.

"Well, in addition to the five principals, there are two more I have to mention, Ludo Bagman and Barty Crouch, two gentlemen who have worked tirelessly over the past few months, sorry No, Mr. Crouch isn't here today, but we'll see him on Halloween—thanks, Mr. Filch, and I'll put it here."

Dumbledore said to Filch with a smile - at the moment, Filch was putting a large wooden box on the table in front of him, and he tapped the lid three times with his wand, and the lid creaked slowly opened.

Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large, rough-hewn wooden goblet.The cup itself was inconspicuous, but it was filled with dancing blue and white flames.

Everyone looked at the Goblet of Fire obsessively.

"You should know that in the next 24 hours, that is, at the end of the Halloween dinner, the goblet will select the names of the three students it thinks best represent the corresponding school.

Tonight, the Goblet of Fire is placed in the hall, and all students who are willing to participate in the election can submit their names in. "

He waited quietly for a while, until everyone heard his words clearly, and then he continued: "There are two things to note, first, for Hogwarts students, I will set an age line—"

Discussions buzzed, and he had to raise the volume.

"Secondly, this is a sincere advice." Dumbledore's expression became extremely serious. "I must remind everyone here that the Tournament is not a child's play, it is a magical contract that cannot be violated. Once a warrior Being selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must persevere to the end. Therefore, please think twice."

"Good night everyone."

When he sat down, the auditorium exploded.

(End of this chapter)