Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"Oh, it seems that our contestants are communicating well." Principal Dumbledore said, causing Harry to curse.

"Who wants to communicate with this impolite woman! I don't want to stand with her at all!" Harry thought in his heart, if it wasn't Dumbledore who said this, he felt that he would definitely have to argue with the other party. .

Fleur said unceremoniously, "I don't want to communicate with this little brat!"

Harry almost had his nose twisted in anger.

Who is the little brat?

Who is it!

asshole!

"Okay, although I know you have a lot of questions, the people here are indeed the warriors of the Four Wizards." Principal Dumbledore pushed up his glasses, "We have discussed it and everyone has agreed to accept it. This result, right?"

Ms. Maxim pursed her lips and comforted her student.

Principal Gustav took out his handkerchief, wiped his pocket watch, and stuffed it back.

Mr. Tanaka seemed to be in a daze, as if what others were doing had nothing to do with him.

The little wizards looked at each other, and then realized one thing. The principals were not surprised by this, and they agreed?

Harry suddenly felt an indescribable anger.

What exactly did you do? !

Why are you hiding it from me?

At this moment, he felt a heartbreaking pain coming from his forehead, and was immediately overwhelmed by endless anger.

The consciousness seemed to be thrown into a kaleidoscope, spinning wildly, and countless fragments of consciousness filled the eyeballs.

The struggling, painful and desperate eyes of various creatures before death...

The sound surrounds the ears, like children, like young people, like old people, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow.

"Why do you want to kill me?!"

A palm struck from the front, and its sharp claws almost pierced his eyeball!

Harry was startled and came back to his senses in an instant. The claws disappeared, the illusion around him was shattered, and in a trance, a familiar voice chattered in his ears, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

After closing his eyes, Harry recognized that it was Mr. Bagman who was speaking.

He still looked full of energy, as if no matter what happened, he could not interrupt his good mood.

"Then let's continue?" Bagman rubbed his hands and looked at the people in the room with a smile, "Let's give guidance to our warriors! Barty, let you do the talking? What do you think? You will definitely like this. Come on, it’s very simple..."

Mr. Crouch glanced at him. His face was still pale and he seemed to be in poor health. He said softly, "There's nothing to say, Ludo, it's up to you."

With that said, he closed his eyes again.

Harry was stunned, and it took him a while to realize that it was time for warrior coaching. No wonder Mr. Bagman kept talking.

Suppressing the panic in his heart, Harry began to listen carefully.

What he didn't notice was that Cedric, who was standing next to him, stared at him with a very strange look for a while, then reached into his arms and touched a metal tag.

At this time, the metal plate was heating up slightly.

Principal Dumbledore's eyes were sharp at this moment. He looked at Harry for a long time before lowering his eyes again, wondering what he was thinking.

Others did not notice the small movements of several people, especially Mr. Bagman, who was so excited that he could not stop talking.

"Oh, Barty, you are really disappointing. This is a very meaningful thing." Mr. Bagman said with a smile, "Yes, cheers! Ladies and gentlemen! From the moment the Goblet of Fire is extinguished. From a moment later, the exciting competition for the top four begins!"

Everyone present clapped their hands in honor and looked very excited.

Of course, no matter how excited they were, they couldn't compare to Mr. Bagman, who almost fainted with joy!

"I am so excited! I am very grateful to Dumbledore for his generosity and inviting me to attend as the host and referee of the game. I am so happy that I don't know how to describe my mood at this time!" Mr. Bagman crackled a lot of nonsense. , until Mr. Crouch interrupted.

"Ludo! Can you stop talking nonsense!" Mr. Crouch said angrily, "I'm not asking you to explain the rules because I don't know the rules, but because I'm not in the mood right now! So hurry up! Tell me clearly! Then I'm going home!"

Mr. Bagman showed a helpless expression to everyone, "Well, our Mr. Crouch seems to be a little confused..."

"Shut up!" Mr. Crouch glared at him angrily, then turned to look at the warriors, "The first project is to test your courage when facing the unknown.

“So we’re not going to tell you what the specific events are.

“It will be done on November 24, in front of other students and the judging panel.

"During the game, warriors are not allowed to ask for or accept any help from their teachers. The only thing you can rely on is the wand and assistant in your hand.

“That’s why we ask a dedicated wandmaker to inspect and maintain your wand to make sure it’s working properly.

“The assistant needs to be determined before the first event starts and informed to the referee team.

"After the first event is over, we will give you tips on the second event. Since the competition is very demanding and lasts a long time, both warriors and assistants do not need to take the school year exam."

Mr. Crouch finished speaking a lot in one breath, glanced at the stunned Mr. Bagman, and then seemed to feel comfortable. He snorted softly and turned to look at Principal Dumbledore, "What else do you need?" Supplementary?"

"That's very concise and clear, Barty." Principal Dumbledore nodded, "You are still so pursuing efficiency."

"There is no way, there are always so many things, even if more people join the Ministry of Magic..." Mr. Crouch sighed, "The only thing that is gratifying is that I can finally be liberated. I heard that the new director has been confirmed. , I will be able to leave my post soon and raise cats and dogs at home.”

"Oh, that's not good news." Principal Dumbledore was a little worried, "Is it really okay for you to be alone at home?"

"Well, at least I still have Winky." Mr. Crouch said, "You can think of me as an unlucky guy who needs to depend on a house elf."

"Living with house elves is not something to be ashamed of." Headmaster Dumbledore said. "You should know that there are many house elves in Hogwarts. Without them, I think we might not even have a warm mouthful." I can’t even drink chocolate.”

"I don't think they are that important," Mr. Crouch said stiffly, "I just don't want to waste the food I spent my Knuts on!"

Headmaster Dumbledore laughed out loud, "Well, Barty, if you insist on that."