Chinese students at Hogwarts

The auditorium was silent and silent.

All the little wizards clenched their fists and looked forward to it. They were full of expectation and nervously stared at the Goblet of Fire placed in front of the rostrum.

"I know everyone is waiting." Dumbledore walked behind the Goblet of Fire and looked at the little wizards from all over the world with a smile on his face.

“Honestly, I look forward to it as much as everyone else, but I still have to say that the reason why you haven’t become a school warrior is not because you are not good enough.

It’s just that the person chosen as a warrior by the Goblet of Fire is more suitable. "

Zhang Xiao heard a little wizard asking others in a low voice:

"Does the Goblet of Fire still have thoughts?"

Zhang Xiao doesn't know if the Goblet of Fire has any thoughts, but this cup should be judged through mystical methods, such as the legendary person chosen by fate.

"Okay, the Goblet is about to make a decision." Dumbledore looked at the Goblet of Fire: "I estimate it will take another minute.

"Listen, when the Warriors' names are announced, I want them to go to the top of the auditorium, walk along the staff table, and go into the next room -" he pointed to the door behind the staff table: "-them Initial guidance and precautions will be received there. "

The eyes of all the little wizards were instantly focused on the small room next to the auditorium. Their eyes were blurred, as if they had seen themselves being selected as warriors, and walked into the room amidst everyone's cheers and applause.

"But before that, I still have something to say, based on the suggestions put forward by Professor McGonagall and other schools.

Many young wizards submitted team names that were too "excessive." Dumbledore paused, seeming to be thinking of a more appropriate adjective.

"Well - it's too imaginative, so after discussion, we decided to just use the name of the school instead and no longer announce the name of the team."

The disappointed voices of the little wizards suddenly became louder, and Seamus's voice was particularly loud: "Oh no! Protest!"

Apparently because the names given by the little wizards were too outrageous, the Ministry of Magic and schools from various countries had a very firm attitude.

Dumbledore took out his wand and waved it widely. The entire auditorium suddenly dimmed, and hundreds of candles floating on the ceiling were all extinguished in an instant.

The candles inside those fat pumpkins were still on, but the weak light they emitted could not illuminate the entire auditorium, so it presented a strange semi-dark atmosphere, which was very mysterious.

The calls of the little wizards gradually subsided, and everyone's attention was once again focused on the Goblet of Fire.

The blue-white flames of the Goblet of Fire, which had been burning quietly, suddenly surged and emitted a dazzling light, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium. The blue-white flames bursting with sparks were simply dazzling.

Everyone was watching and waiting...a few people kept looking at their watches...

"ah!"

Several little wizards couldn't help but let out low screams, because at the next moment, the blue-white flames suddenly turned into dazzling red.

Sparks burst out, and then a tongue of fire shot straight into the air.

A piece of burnt parchment was rolled up and spit out by the flames.

Dumbledore pinched it lightly, and the half-moon lenses on his face reflected the bright flames, making it impossible to see his expression.

"Ah - the first team." His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly. The little wizards squirmed their butts and held their breath.

He raised the parchment, faced the firelight, and announced loudly and clearly:

"The first team, the team from Durmstrang, captains: Viktor Krum, William Poliarco. (four supporting players)"

Thunderous applause and cheers immediately erupted in the auditorium. Klum stood up, looking listless, and waved towards the auditorium.

The other team members were not as low-key as him. They hugged excitedly, waved their fists, and roared loudly to vent their excitement.

Ron came closer and whispered to Harry: "Looking at them, they thought they had won the Goblet of Fire."

Harry nodded randomly. The bright light of the Goblet of Fire reflected on the round spectacle lenses, as if his eyes were shining. The tension and anticipation in his heart were almost overflowing.

As the Durmstrang team walked down the aisle to the small room, Karkaroff roared loudly, and despite the loud applause in the auditorium, everyone could hear his voice: "That's great. , Victor, I knew it!”

As for the other passers-by, aren't they just there to help Krum gather people?

The applause and chatter died down, and now everyone's attention was once again focused on the goblet, and after a few seconds, the flames turned red again.

The second piece of parchment jumped out of the cup, propelled by the flames.

"The Beauxbatons Warriors -" Dumbledore said: "It's Fleur Delacour and Cecil Prieto. (The four supporting actors)"

Zhang Xiao watched Furong stand up lightly and shake her long silver hair. This action added a little more movement to the original cheers and applause.

The Beauxbatons team was equally excited, and several girls even cried with excitement. When they walked down the aisle, they waved and burst into tears, which shocked many people. The main reason was that the Beauxbatons girls were so long. They all look pretty.

Especially Fleur, who almost took away the souls of most of the boys. It is said that Ron has already started to think about the name of their second child.

There are many people who are more radical than Ron. Some people have already chosen where they will be buried after they get married to Fleur.

The applause stopped again, and the Goblet of Fire seemed to have eaten up its stomach. The red tongues of fire shot straight into the sky, almost reaching the ceiling.

A series of parchments were spit out by it, with dark red sparks floating in the air.

Dumbledore opened his hand, and the parchments that were still flickering in the air flew over obediently, as if they were being pulled by something.

"Oh - it seems that the Goblet of Fire felt that coming one by one was a bit too slow, so it decided to come together."

Dumbledore made a joke happily. He didn't show off, but read them one by one.

"Team of Kodosdoriz: Ivan Vladimir Romanov. (Four extras)"

"Ula!"

Zhang Xiao was so excited that Xiao Ma was startled and thought he was sick.

"Castrobushe's team: Joao Manuel Cesar Pereira Martins. (four supporting players)"

"Ilvermorny's Team: Michael Gordon. (four extras)"

"Team of Ouagado: François-Antoine Sese Sanga (four extras)"

"The representative team of the magic place: Yachi Sogetsu. (Four supporting actors)"

Looking at everyone in the magic institute standing up, Zhang Xiao finally knew the name of the 'Onmyoji who grew out of the ground', 'Akina Nakamori'.

Zhang Xiao was a little bit numb to this wild Onmyoji. He was not a very shark-like person. If he slipped through the net, he would definitely look for an opportunity and kill him directly.

But according to my dad, it is really wild. This thing is rooted in culture. If the culture is not destroyed, it will never be clean.

Zhang Xiao thought about it for a long time and could only decide to take another look.

The auditorium fell silent again, and this time the silence was filled with an almost palpable excitement.

As the home court of Hogwarts, every little wizard clenched their fists, stretched their legs slightly, leaned forward, held their breath, and watched Dumbledore's every move with concentration.

Now it’s the turn of the Hogwarts warriors…

Dumbledore looked at the parchment and raised his eyebrows high. He never pretended to be in front of the little wizards and was very happy to joke with them.

Just as he was now, Dumbledore laughed heartily:

"The Warriors of Hogwarts are unexpected, but to be honest, I think they fully deserve the title of Warriors of Hogwarts."

Harry felt like he was out of breath from nervousness, Ron had begun to tremble, and Neville had closed his eyes.

The calmest one was actually Hermione. The little witch was also very nervous, but obviously compared to her good friends, she was calm and composed.

Zhang Xiao felt a huge pain in his arm and almost cast the golden light spell.

When he turned around, he found that Malfoy's face was frighteningly white, and he was squeezing his arm with an expressionless expression.

"Hogwarts' representative team: Draco Malfoy! Harry Potter! Cedric Diggory! Neville Longbottom! Ron Weasley! And the last free man: Hermione Min Granger!"

Cheers like a mountain roaring and a tsunami rang out in the Hogwarts auditorium. The tables and floors were shaking. No matter which house they belonged to, everyone was jumping up and down, screaming and stamping their feet.

They are using all their enthusiasm to cheer for the warriors of Hogwarts. From the first grade of the Sorcerer's Stone, the four little ones entered everyone's sight for the first time.

In the second year, Harry made a heroic leap, Hermione risked all the saturation broadcasts, and Cedric stabilized the whole school by himself.

In the third grade, when all the little wizards were wiped out, Neville's shocking roar: "Voldemort is a son of a bitch!", a hearty fight that shocked the whole school.

It can be said that everyone has witnessed their courage, wisdom, courage, and responsibility, and their every step of growth has been witnessed by everyone.

They are the worthy warriors of Hogwarts!

Only a few people remembered at this moment why there was no Zhang, the most dazzling student in Hogwarts.

Dumbledore stretched out his hand and raised the last piece of parchment. Only then did the young wizards remember that there was another mysterious school that had not been announced.

That school seems to come from the East and the rest is unknown.

"Finally, the representative of the Chinese Taoist Academy: Xiao Zhang!"

It was as if an invisible hand pressed the mute button, and all the cheers that still filled the auditorium suddenly stopped at a certain moment.

They looked at Dumbledore in shock, and then focused their attention on Zhang Xiao.

Doesn’t Zhang represent Hogwarts in the competition?

Many people thought of the clouds rolling up in the night sky that day, the palace like heaven, and the people who turned into streams of light and fell from the sky.

So Zhang was fighting on their behalf?

There was an eerie silence in the air. Not only the little wizard, but also the principals of various magic schools were looking at this little wizard who was already a bit legendary.

Zhang Xiao stood up slowly. The moment he left the stool, the collar of his robe was emitting a dazzling light.

Professor McGonagall's eyes also lit up, this was the light of transformation!

This ray of light started from the collar and spread to the feet very quickly. The hair automatically floated up and twisted into a bun on the top of the head.

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He walked down the corridor toward the room at the end.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at him, looking at him with all kinds of meanings in their eyes.

There was no applause, because the little wizards were too surprised and had never thought that this was a possibility.

A buzzing sound began to fill the auditorium, like countless angry bees chirping, and some comments began to penetrate his ears.

"Why, why didn't Zhang represent Hogwarts in the competition?"

"Just him? Where are his teammates?"

"Did you pay attention when Professor Dumbledore made his announcement just now?"

"He's really the only one!"

"Is he crazy? I mean no matter how strong he is, there are five people from other schools! Can Zhang handle it?"

Some students even stood up to see more clearly.

Madame Maxime on the rostrum stared at him with burning eyes, and remembered Nick Flamel's evaluation:

"Triwizard Tournament? Well, if Zhang participates, then the winner must be him, and there can be no accidents.

Five people? Zhang one? Then you have to start with the competition system and formulate projects where teamwork must be better than single player. Otherwise, I don’t think there is much hope for five people. "

Mrs. Maxim snorted coldly. One person is enough to suppress all schools?

The fireplace was crackling and burning, and the orange firelight was warm. The murals in the room had never been crowded like this. It seemed that the murals in the entire castle came and crowded together to watch the gathering of warriors.

When Zhang Xiao pushed open the door and entered, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

Fleur Delacour turned her head, shook her long silver hair like a waterfall, and glanced at Zhang Xiao and behind her - there were no team members.

"What's wrong?" she asked, "The students from the last school haven't come yet?"

Zhang Xiao waved to his friends who were amazed by his appearance and said calmly:

"It's over, I'm the last team."

The room was quiet for a moment, and then there were bursts of laughter, which was not necessarily sarcastic, but somewhat meant to be a joke:

"one person?"

"It doesn't look very big, at most fourth or fifth grade, right?"

"I'm afraid he's here to feel the atmosphere, right? Maybe his school really doesn't have enough people?"

Unexpectedly, before Zhang Xiao had time to answer, his friend had already stood up:

"What are you talking about? Zhang is stronger than all of you!"

"He's competing alone because he can beat five of you by himself!"

Enough friends! So loyal!

Zhang Xiao signaled to his friends that there was no need to say anything more, and he nodded seriously:

"My friends are right, I am enough on my own."

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