Devil Dao Tour Of Hogwarts

Chapter 416: Goblet of Fire? Funny!

“What are you doing with a basin? Do you wash your face?”

Just when Furong was about to take a seat, Bell asked suddenly.

Bell was very puzzled when he saw the big pot of Furong holding in both hands. Why does this basin look so familiar?

“…This is French fish soup! How do your eyeballs grow so that they are used to wash your face!”

Furong said frantically.

She almost fell to the ground just now.

“Fish soup?”

Bell craned his neck and glanced into the basin, and found that it was indeed a shallow layer of milky white fish soup, not the water used to wash his face as he had thought before.

“So, it’s just such a shallow layer of fish soup. Why don’t you just make a few small bowls? As a result, you French have to get a washbasin.

The other dishes are the same. Obviously, I missed the middle one. As a result, I had to use a spicy ~ so big plate to serve.

Isn’t this over-packing? ”

Bell curled his lips.

These French guys are not real at all.

“You…you…that’s better than you Englishmen who can’t cook!”

Furong’s chest trembled with anger, she really wanted to buckle the fish soup pot in her hand on Bell’s head.

“Ha ha……”

It was a good time to insert a steak, Bell put it in his mouth, chewing slowly, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Facts speak louder than words, and he is not rare to care about this ignorant woman.

Looking at Bell’s look of beating, Furong, who couldn’t bear it, finally decided that he couldn’t bear it!

“Go to hell you!”

With a loud roar, Furong took the basin in her hand and buckled it towards Bell’s head.

Even if it was said to be destroying the friendship between the two schools, she recognized that there was no friendship between Boothbarton and Hogwarts anyway.

In short, she must teach Bell this damn kid today!

If Professor McGonagall knew what Furong was thinking at this time, the old professor might hold Furong’s hands with tears and talk with him all night long.

‘Snapped! ’

Bell snapped his fingers softly, and then saw the basin in Furong’s hands suddenly broke free of her hands and floated into the air.

Controlling the basin to fall on the table, Bell looked at Furong jokingly and said:

“It’s shameful to waste food, didn’t you Little Sister teach you?”

This is also seen in the face of Little Gabrielle, and because the other party is a beautiful girl, or if he changes to a man, he dares to do such an excessive thing to him, Bell has already done the other party.

“I…I… my old lady’s wand!”

Furong was going crazy.

What occasions, what manners, were all left behind by her, she just wanted to kill Bell now, at any cost!

“Ahem! Um… the professors are watching, hurry up and eat, it’s almost time.”

Seeing that the other party was so angry that he had to take out his magic wand, Bell quickly pacified.

If this hurts Furong, he wouldn’t be able to explain it to Gabriel.

Furong looked towards the professor’s seat, and she realized that, including Mrs. Maxim, the professors were all looking at this side curiously.

After taking a deep breath, Furong managed to regain her sanity.

She didn’t want to lose her temper in front of Mrs. Maxim.

Sitting hard on the chair, Furong quickly ate the food in front of him without a word.

She vowed that she would never say a word to the damn kid next door in her life!

Shrugging, Bell didn’t care about Furong’s attitude, and started eating frantically.

…

The pleasant (?) dinner was over. After the dessert on the table disappeared, Dumbledore stood up and introduced the two more people around him who didn’t know when to come out for the little wizards present.

The two are: Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic, and Percy Weasley’s most admired boss; Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Sports of the Ministry of Magic, also A gambler.

Then Dumbledore took another box that Filch had handed over.

He opened the box and took out a cup with blue and white flames burning inside.

According to Dumbledore, that cup is called the Goblet of Fire, and it is also the ‘selector’ of the warriors participating in this Triwizard Tournament.

The little wizard who wants to participate in the Triwizard Tournament needs to write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into the Goblet of Fire.

Then, the Goblet of Fire will select the warriors who belong to the three magic schools after the Halloween dinner tomorrow night, symbolizing the official start of the Triwizard Tournament.

“In order to prevent the temptation of lower grade students, I will draw an age line around the Goblet of Fire. Anyone under the age of 17 will not be able to cross this line!”

Hearing Dumbledore’s announcement of the screening method for little wizards under the age of 17, the look in Bell’s eyes became meaningful again.

He had no interest in listening to what Dumbledore said later. Because he was thinking now, what else is Dumbledore planning to engage in?

Before today, he didn’t know how to select the Warriors.

When he just heard that three warriors would be selected by the Goblet of Fire, he felt something wrong.

Let alone a broken cup, how to judge a little wizard’s magic power, casting level, combat power, and so on, just through the name written on a piece of parchment.

(At least Bell can’t imagine how it can be done.)

To say that this simple, or even hasty selection method is too boring!

You know, this Triwizard Tournament, which was held again after a lapse of hundreds of years, has attracted the attention of the entire European magic world.

As a result, in the selection of important warriors, without looking at the results, and without a duel, it only took a short day to determine it like this playfully?

Is there any difference between this and the World Cup qualifying teams relying on boxing to decide?

Luck is also a part of strength, and it is also a very important part, okay?

And if it is said that the selection method of the triwizard warriors is determined by the Ministry of Magic and has nothing to do with Dumbledore, then the final age line is completely funny.

Indeed, Bell believed that, at the level of little wizards, it was impossible for anyone to crack the magic that Dumbledore had planted.

But the question is, who said that if you can’t pass the age line, you can’t put the parchment into the goblet of fire?

You can also throw in from afar! You can also let senior seniors help you invest in it! not bad……

In short, as long as the mind does not slip, there are more methods than difficulties!

In Bell’s view, Dumbledore’s move is like saying blatantly: ‘Come on and cheat! ’.

Otherwise, it would be much simpler and more effective than this screening method. For example, ask the little wizard who wants to sign up to hand over the parchment to the professor, and then the professor will put it into the goblet of fire.

Professors can’t get the age of the little wizard wrong, right?

The school keeps a detailed record of the date of birth of each student.