Chinese students at Hogwarts

This notice completely ignited the restless hearts of the little wizards, as if a huge boulder suddenly fell from the calm lake.

It caused a huge stir, and the entire foyer was abuzz with discussions.

"Great!" said Harry. "The last class on Friday is Potions! Snape didn't have time to poison us all!"

ah? This was your first reaction when you saw the notice? Harry, how afraid are you of Professor Snape?

"There's only one week left, how do you think they will pick the warriors from each school?"

Ron struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, and they headed towards the restaurant against the crowd.

"Hmm - maybe let all the teams fight? Choose the one who wins in the end?" Harry thought for a while and tentatively proposed a 'very fair' measure.

Zhang Xiao's ears twitched, feeling that this statement sounded very familiar.

Sect competition, the most common plot in fairy novels, appears more frequently than auctions.

"Harry, this is impossible, no matter how you think about it, it's impossible." Hermione said seriously: "Think about it, some people signed up for two teams at the same time."

Malfoy also shook his head: "Potter, what you said is not magic at all. I think it might be divination?"

The notice in the foyer had a clear impact on those who lived in the castle.

For the next week, there seemed to be only one topic of conversation in the castle: Super Contest.

Rumors and conjectures spread faster than viruses. What a little wizard says can spread throughout the school in less than a day.

For example, who will become the warriors of Hogwarts, what events will be included in the competition, how are the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang different from them, and how will those from other schools come over.

And whether the competition event will include Quidditch.

Zhang Xiao noticed that the castle seemed to be undergoing thorough cleaning.

The dirty portraits were scrubbed clean, and the scrubbed figures were dissatisfied.

They sat huddled in the picture frame, muttering unhappily, and grimacing in pain every time they touched the newly exposed pink flesh on their faces.

The moving armor in the castle has become as smooth as new under the influence of magic, and it no longer creaks when moving.

The professors cast new magic on them. When they are bored, these armors will sing loudly.

It's just that on the way to the library, there was an armor who sang so unpleasantly that his companions couldn't bear it and knocked him to the ground with a huge axe.

Administrator Filch seems to be suffering from hysteria recently. He stares suspiciously at every student passing by.

Will suddenly scream, "Tuck your shirt into your pants, you're so sloppy!"

In addition, he lashed out at students who forgot to clean their shoes, scaring two first-year girls to the point where they were admitted to the school hospital.

The elves worked extremely hard and all the windows and floors were as clean as new.

Uncle Yun has already told Zhang Xiao that all the elves are gearing up to let students from other schools see the best Hogwarts!

This strong sense of collective honor is also reflected in the students and teachers.

Zhang Xiao found that the unity of the whole school that he had worked hard for several years was strangely realized during this period.

Once little wizards from different colleges have a quarrel or dispute over the college, someone will shout in a high-pitched voice:

"Okay, you are all students of Hogwarts. Are you going to quarrel in front of the whole world when other colleges come?"

Whenever this happens, the little wizards will decisively shut their mouths and leave angrily.

For a time, the atmosphere in the school actually improved greatly.

Those little wizards who knew that it was impossible or did not intend to become warriors began to think about how to become a qualified cheerleader and cheer for the warriors in the school.

Other professors also seemed extremely nervous.

"Goyle, please be kind and don't reveal your secrets in front of the people in Durmstrang and let them see that you don't even know a simple transformation spell!" Professor McGonagall shouted sharply when class was about to end. road.

"And you, Crabbe, what are you laughing at? Are you any better than Goyle?"

That class went particularly poorly when Goyle accidentally grafted his ear onto a cactus.

Professor Snape's verbal attack was even more sharp:

"I suggest that some of you who say you are here to visit Hogwarts are actually squibs and not students of Hogwarts."

The little wizards who had just been criticized shook their heads, angry and anxious.

He said sarcastically in a cold, drawn-out tone:

"Otherwise it will be difficult for you to explain to the students from other colleges why you, in your fourth year, can't even prepare the simplest antidote potion."

No matter how Hogwarts treats the other upcoming houses, this week has passed with everyone's anticipation.

On the morning of October 30, when they went downstairs for breakfast, they found that the auditorium had been decorated overnight.

Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each one representing a house of Hogwarts: red with a golden lion for Gryffindor, blue with a bronze eagle for Ravenclaw, and yellow with a bronze eagle. The one with a black badger is Hufflepuff, and the green one with a silver boa constrictor is Slytherin.

Behind the teacher's desk hung the largest banner, with the Hogwarts crest on it: a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake joined together, surrounding a large letter H.

"I wrote a letter to Dad, wanting to know something about the competition from him."

Brother Ma rubbed his forehead and said distressedly: "But dad doesn't know much about the competition. He said it stopped long ago when they went to school.

In addition, the Triwizard Tournament is more like a legend. No one alive seems to have experienced the tournament. "

Zhang Xiao pulled his dinner plate and said nonchalantly:

"I don't think you need to work hard to understand this. In the past, the competition was held by a single player, with only three schools participating. This time there are many people participating in the competition, and the competition situation will not be the same.

Wrong estimation can be a bad thing. "

Malfoy thought for a while and nodded: "That makes sense. There is too little information."

"How is your training going?" Zhang Xiao was more curious about what kind of special training Ms. Gloves gave them. The few little wizards actually kept a rare secret this time and said nothing.

Even Ron, who was most willing to show off, looked proud when asked, and only said that his strength had improved a lot.

"Very good. I feel that there is a huge difference between me now and before. Those trainings were very effective!"

Malfoy suppressed his pride and answered with an expression that meant he wanted to laugh but didn't.

All in all, there was a joyful mood of anticipation in the air at Hogwarts that day.

In the classroom, no one paid attention to the lecture. Everyone was thinking that people from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were coming tonight.

In the class of the kinder Professor Flitwick, some students even dared to ask Professor Flitwick to talk about the upcoming Super Contest.

"Contest?" Professor Flitwick, who was sitting on the children's version of the auspicious cloud, looked at the little wizard who nodded hastily with a smile.

"Oh - yes, I do know a little bit."

The little wizards’ eyes sparkled:

"Professor, just say a little, just a little will be fine!"

"No kid, surprises need to be discovered by yourself. If you say it, there will be no surprises. I can only say that it is quite bold. Even the previous Triwizard Cup did not have such bold competition events!"

Flitwick was looking forward to it as he spoke:

"It can only be said that the Ministry of Magic is very courageous this time. Well, children, why don't you take advantage of the moment to think about how to communicate with students from other colleges. This has never happened before. Wizards all over the world They are all together!"

The little wizards wanted to ask again, but Professor Flitwick's attitude was very firm, so they had no choice but to give up.

Because get out of class has to end half an hour early. When the bell rang early, the little wizards immediately cheered, picked up their schoolbags that had been packed long ago, and hurried back to the dormitory as if on the eve of an outing. They put down their schoolbags and textbooks as instructed, put on their cloaks, and then He rushed down the stairs in three steps and came to the foyer.

The girls came extraordinarily slowly. Many of them were beautifully dressed, with all kinds of shiny accessories.

The dean of the college, with the help of the prefects, is ordering his students to line up.

"Weasley, put your hat on straight!" Professor McGonagall said sternly to Ron. "Miss Patil, take that ridiculous thing off your hair."

Parvati frowned unhappily and took off a large butterfly headdress from the end of her braid.

"Please follow me," Professor McGonagall said. "The first-year students are in front... don't crowd..."

They filed down the steps and stood in line in front of the castle.

It was a cold, fresh evening, night was falling, and a white, translucent moon was already hanging over the Forbidden Forest.

Some of the little wizards were trembling with excitement. Colin Creevey was holding tightly to his camera, which was licensed by Professor McGonagall.

Because the boy would scream in despair as soon as he left the camera, even Professor McGonagall was helpless and could only let him lead him.

Zhang Xiao stood in the middle of the team, not cold at all. Xiao Ma next to him was whispering what he knew:

"Durmstrang is quite open to dark magic. My mother was planning on letting me go to Durmstrang from the beginning, but it was too far away from home."

The little wizards scanned the darkening venue excitedly, but saw no movement.

Everything was silent and peaceful, just like normal.

At this moment, Dumbledore, who was standing in the back row with other teachers, raised his head and stared into the distance.

A little later than him, Zhang Xiao suddenly raised his head.

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