Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

"Well." Mu En had no choice but to speak again: "Do you want us to set up two tables?"

Dumbledore pretended not to hear what Moon said. He actually cared about another point more than this.

"Phoenix reproduction is extremely demanding." He said: "They have extremely high standards for love, and only after reaching such standards will they consider reproducing the next generation.

On the other hand, what kind of existence is Lucifer? At least he's incorporeal, right. "

"Well, that's true." Mu En nodded.

Dumbledore slowly stretched out his hand, as if wanting to touch the egg.

The next moment, a pointed beak gently pecked Dumbledore's finger.

Dumbledore retracted his hand and smiled helplessly: "Okay. It seems that Fox doesn't want me to disturb her baby."

"No one wants it."

Fox barked twice, indicating that he didn't really hate Dumbledore, but that it was not the right time to touch and examine the child.

"I know." Dumbledore gently combed Fawkes' head with his arched fingers, his eyes twinkling.

"How could they have children?" he wondered.

After a while, he was forced to attribute the reason to

"Love." He said: "I think there is only love, the most pure and sincere love. Love is the greatest magic."

"Yes, this is the only explanation now." Mu En couldn't help but nodded: "Yes, that must be the case, they really love each other."

Dumbledore glanced at him and said helplessly: "You don't need to stress like this, really."

"Oh, that's okay." Mu En nodded, and suddenly said: "There is really no need to set up two banquets? Do you want a gift?"

Dumbledore turned around, sat behind his desk, and poured himself a glass of lemon and honey water.

"I think it's better to pay attention to the Goblet of Fire. This is a real big project."

"It's almost done." Mu En picked up a deck of tarot cards on the table, shuffled and cut them, and finally pulled out one.

【The Fool】

Major Arcana Card No. 0 - The Fool.

"This is a [Fool's Journey]." Mu En slowly put down the cards, then turned and left.

"By the way, how long will this egg take to hatch?" Mu En asked.

"I don't know." Dumbledore shook his head: "I'm not a phoenix."

"All right."

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Harry and others had already left, leaving only Lucifer and Sindel in the office.

"Lucifer!!" Mu En pushed the door open: "You really deserve to die!"

"We really love each other." Lucifer quickly defended: "And I don't know anything, we didn't do anything."

"Of course I know." Mu En breathed out heavily.

He must know that what Dumbledore said is true. After all, Lucifer is not a phoenix. Why he can escape from an egg is something that no one can understand.

but

"well"

Now that the matter has come to this, there seems to be no solution.

Fortunately, Dumbledore didn't seem to mind too much. Mu En always felt like her own pig had taken advantage of someone else's cabbage.

But he felt that the pig was a real pig and the cabbage was really good cabbage.

"If you dare to treat her badly, I will beat you to death." Mu En said seriously.

"?"

Lucifer looked at Mu En in confusion.

"Aren't you supposed to be facing me?"

In the evening, the Halloween decorations that were complained about by Fred George yesterday have appeared again, and the decoration of the auditorium has changed again. Because it was Halloween, a swarm of live bats flew around the enchanted ceiling, while hundreds of little pumpkin figures leered at everyone from every corner.

Almost all the young wizards in Hogwarts are discussing who can become one of the thirty people. Because there is no registration limit, they are all waiting with anxiety or anticipation.

"Cedric will definitely do it, there is no doubt about it." A second-year Hufflepuff wizard was discussing with his friends: "Well, maybe I am the only one who is in suspense."

"You have no suspense." His friend said unceremoniously: "Don't worry, you have no chance at all."

"What if!" the little wizard said unhappily: "Even if Harry Potter is in his second year now, he will definitely be able to become a warrior. Why can't it be possible for me."

"Hey, how did you come up with the idea of ​​using Potter to put money on your face?"

This year's Halloween dinner was undoubtedly the dullest of the year. Even Fred George sat at the long table and ate his fill.

They all stared at each other, and as for the exquisite meal, most of their attraction was gone.

And perhaps it was precisely because of this mentality that the dinner became extremely long.

Harry looked at the guest of honor seat in confusion, his brows full of doubts.

"What are you looking at?" Draco asked while eating grilled fish steak.

"I'm just a little curious why Professor Jones clinked glasses with Dumbledore so much today. And if you look at Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, etc., they all kept smiling, as if they had heard some great news. Then raise a toast to both of them.”

Draco also observed carefully, and then saw that Hagrid had also heard the news and slammed the table, his face full of surprise.

"Really? God, this is incredible." His voice was so loud that it could pass through the noisy auditorium and get into the ears of the people below.

As he spoke, his eyes flashed with tears, he raised his glass directly to Mu En, and then drank all the wine in his huge glass in one go.

"Generally speaking." Draco thought for a moment: "This kind of situation will only occur after two people have a major cooperation. And this cooperation is definitely what everyone wants to see."

"Cooperate?" Harry nodded, curious in his heart.

Finally, the golden plate returned to its spotless appearance. Everyone's eyes quickly focused on the guest of honor seat.

"Okay, I think the Goblet of Fire is about to make his decision." Dumbledore said, "After a while, after the names of the warriors are announced, please go to the top of the auditorium, and then follow the long table of the faculty. Go into the next room - where all warriors will receive initial instructions on the first project," said Dumbledore.

"Isn't that a utility room?" Draco complained softly.

"Maybe it's been amplified." Harry said, "Remember the small room where we were waiting for the sorting when we came in first grade? That one was amplified."

"All right."

Dumbledore waved his wand, and all the candles except those in the jack-o'-lantern were extinguished. The auditorium suddenly fell into a state of semi-darkness. If it weren't for the Goblet of Fire, there might be a young couple down there who would like to hold hands.

The Goblet of Fire suddenly emitted a dazzling light, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue-white flames bursting with sparks were simply dazzling. Everyone is watching and waiting...

"It's coming." Crabbe took a deep breath. He also signed up, and he couldn't help but look forward to being selected.

The flame in the goblet suddenly turned red again, and crackling sparks burst out. Then, a tongue of fire jumped into the air, and thirty burnt sheepskins flew out from it. Dumbledore raised his wand, and fireworks flashed between the wands - "Go!" he said.

Suddenly, the parchments flew towards the Slytherin table and fell into the hands of the Durmstrangians.

Soon, thirty people stood up and cheered loudly.

Only a pitiful seven or eight people were not selected, and to be honest, Harry felt that these people were very pitiful.

But Karkaroff didn't see it that way now. He walked down and put his arms around Marcus and Krum with a fatherly expression: "Well done, I knew you could do it. Okay, young man. Girls, we are indeed the outstanding children of Durmstrang. Line up to the back, quickly!"

Then, he turned his head again and looked at the few who were not selected, and the tenderness on his face disappeared in an instant.

"Ah ha, you silly boys, if I were you, I really wouldn't continue to sit here and go back to the boat, right now!"

Harry and Draco looked at each other, both silent.

It wasn't until Durmstrang's people left that Draco said, "To be honest, the people who came this time are probably all at the same level. But it will be different now."

"I hope those seven or eight people can go back on their own instead of staying here." Harry said in agreement.

Soon, Beauxbatons students were also selected. Just as Draco said, the large number of people who came here this time were basically the top students in their respective schools.

Even if you are not selected, it may only be a little bit short, which is undoubtedly a very regrettable thing.

And Mrs. Maxim, this tall, cold-looking lady with extremely high majesty, very gently comforted those students who were not selected.

After the Beauxbatons children entered it, they arrived at Hogwarts.

Everyone looked at the Goblet of Fire eagerly, and then under their gaze, the flames in the cup suddenly rose, and thirty pieces of smoking parchment spewed out.

They quickly dispersed, flying towards the four long tables like stars.

Draco looked at the notes flying towards Slytherin and swallowed involuntarily.

"Please, come here! Come towards me!"

Soon, a piece of paper fell on McCleary's hand. He is in seventh grade this year. He is tall and strong, with a body full of tendons. He showed unparalleled suppression in Quidditch last year and won the duel competition. A good result for third place.

"Woohoo!" The Slytherin long table cheered for him, and then a second note fell. It was Garde, the seventh-year prefect and Quidditch player. Harry had treated his hand the year before. last year, he lent Harry his prefect badge and asked him to take the abducted children to the dormitory.

"Well done." Harry applauded them.

Soon, under the gaze of everyone on the long table, a piece of paper fell on Harry's side. He stretched out his hand and turned it over.

really!

The next moment, a roar of cheers appeared on the Slytherin table.

"Potter! Potter!!"

"We have Potter!!"

At the same time, Draco swallowed as he looked at the fewer and fewer notes.

Won't--

While he was thinking this, a note slowly fell in front of him.

"Huh." He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Draco, I knew you had it!" The Slytherins around him also began to cheer for him.

"It's just expected." Draco raised the corners of his mouth and put his excited hands in his pockets.

Soon, the specific contestants came out.

Gryffindor: There are nine warriors in total, including Fred, George, seventh-year girl Angelina, Hermione, Neville, Ron, and two seventh-years and one sixth-year.

Slytherin: There are eight warriors in total. In addition to the four people just now, there are two other seventh graders and two sixth graders.

Hufflepuff: There are five warriors in total, four seventh years and one sixth year, led by Cedric.

Ravenclaw: There are eight warriors in total, four seventh-years, two sixth-years, one fifth-year, and one - Draco's old friend, Mike Caterence, who was eliminated by him in two duels.

"Weasleys!" the Gryffindors cheered.

"Ginny, your brothers are all warriors." Lavender Brown took Ginny's arm and shook her.

"I know, I know." Ginny blushed with excitement.

Soon, under the leadership of Professor McGonagall, a total of thirty Hogwarts students poured into the large, enlarged room.

Seeing their arrival, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang's expressions gradually became subtle.

‘Could it be that the so-called top people at Hogwarts have so many children? ’

Especially Durmstrang, these guys are generally taller. From their perspective, at least one-third of the people in front of them are kids.

Thinking of this, the atmosphere in the whole room gradually relaxed. They kept looking at each other, then showed a 'you know' expression, and chuckled softly.

"Ahem!" The door opened again, and Mu En walked in, followed by the two directors of the Ministry of Magic behind him.

Dumbledore also came in. He closed the door and then glanced around the room.

"Shall I tell you?" Mu En turned to look at Bagman.

"Professor, you can come." Bagman spread his hands and lowered his head.

"Okay." Mu En turned around and looked at the students.

"I think you should have noticed that there are no competitions where so many people participate. This is not an exam. You will be given questions to answer and then ranked.

So the ultimate honor depends on your own ability. What the Goblet of Fire can give you is just the most basic ticket. "Mu En said slowly.

"The first event is the knockout round. It will be held on November 24th. The specific competition time and venue will be bigger than you think.

The first thing I can tell you is that there is no one on the sidelines that can help you in this game. Even some of your own props will be confiscated - including wands! ! "

"What?"

"If my wand is confiscated, then who am I to be a wizard?"

Mu En looked around and coughed twice again.

"That's all, objections are invalid. Your principals already know some of the content of this competition, so even if you don't believe me, you can trust your principals."

Madame Maxime spoke at the right time, she crossed her hands in front of her and said with a smile: "This is an extraordinary competition, not just about who can wave the magic wand better.

So, get ready, kids. "