Hogwarts Scholar System

Their desserts after the meal also included French and German dishes, and Ron noticed a strange, white blancmange, which tasted very delicious.

Well, the British food taste is at the bottom, and any foreign food can blow it away.

Fortunately, house elves in the wizarding world are not as useless as British Muggles in cooking, and even if wizards are not good at cooking, they can use magic to make food more delicious.

When the golden plates were scrubbed fresh, Dumbledore stood up again, and a feeling of excitement and nervousness seemed to permeate the auditorium.

"The moment has finally arrived," Dumbledore said, smiling at the downcast faces. "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. I would like to explain a few words before bringing the box in."

"I want to explain our activity procedures for this school year. But first, please allow me to introduce two guests, because there are still some people who don't know them. This is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of the International Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic," there was a sound in the auditorium. received sparse applause.

"This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Head of the Department of Physical Education and Sports at the Ministry of Magic."

The applause for Bagman was much louder than for Mr. Crouch, perhaps because of his reputation as a batsman, or perhaps simply because he was much more approachable in appearance.He waved his hand cheerfully in thanks.When Barty Crouch's name was introduced just now, Crouch neither smiled nor waved.

Finally, Zhuge Kongming's tips reminded Maple that Ludo Bagman is indeed the easiest fortress to break through in the Ministry of Magic. Although his actual power is not very heavy, his high position is still a very powerful one. Chess pieces of value.

However, money alone is useless against Ludo Bagman. He will only treat himself as the enemy. An adult wizard will not take the words of a student to heart.

Fortunately, Ludo Bagman's fighting ability is not very good, Maple can easily subdue him.To deal with a softie like Ludo Bagman, you can't use fair methods like Dumbledore did.

At this time, it is time to learn the methods of the Death Eaters and use strength to oppress, threaten, and intimidate. Although it is a bit disgraceful, it is absolutely effective.

"Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch have worked tirelessly over the past few months to arrange the Triwizard Tournament," Dumbledore continued. "They will join me, Professor Karkaroff and Mark Together with Mrs. Sim, we formed a panel of judges to judge the efforts of the warriors.”

As soon as they heard the word "warrior", the students seemed to be more attentive.Dumbledore seemed to notice their sudden silence. He smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Filch, please bring up the box."

No one noticed that Filch had been lurking in a corner of the auditorium just now. Now he was walking towards Dumbledore, holding a large wooden box inlaid with jewels in his hand. The box looked very old.The classmates watched with rapt attention and discussed with interest.

"The specific events for this year's Warriors competition have been carefully reviewed by Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman," Dumbledore said as Filch carefully placed the box on the table in front of him. "They also Many necessary arrangements have been made for each project. There are three projects in total, taking place at different times throughout the school year. They will test the warriors in many different aspects, testing their talents in magic, their courage and their reasoning. Ability. And, of course, their ability to overcome danger."

After hearing the last sentence, the auditorium became silent, and it seemed that everyone stopped breathing.

"As you already know, there will be three warriors participating in the competition," Dumbledore continued calmly, "each representing a participating school. We will rate them based on the quality of their completion of each competition event. After the three events are completed, The champion with the highest score will win the Triwizard Cup. The one responsible for selecting the champions is an impartial selector, and it is the Goblet of Fire."

Having said this, Dumbledore pulled out his wand and tapped the lid of the box three times.The lid slowly creaked open.Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large, roughly carved wooden goblet.The cup itself was unremarkable at all, but it was filled with dancing blue-white flames.

Dumbledore closed the box and placed the cup on the lid so that everyone in the Great Hall could clearly see it.

"Every student who wants to be a warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," Dumbledore said. "Those who are interested in becoming a warrior can do so within 24 hours. Sign up inside. Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the Goblet will select the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools. Tonight, the Goblet will be placed in the foyer, and all those willing to participate will It’s accessible to classmates.”

"In order to prevent underage students from being tempted," said Dumbledore, "when the goblet is placed in the hall, I will draw an age line around it. No one under seventeen years of age can cross this line. Boundaries.”

"Finally, I would like to remind every student who wants to participate in the election to note that this competition is not a child's play. Do not participate rashly. Once the warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must persist in the competition to the end. Who will put himself Putting your name into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be observed.

Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind.So please think twice before you put your name in the cup and make sure you really want to compete.Okay, I think it's time for everyone to go to bed.Good night to all. "

"Age limit!" Fred Weasley said, his eyes sparkling, "That's easy to handle, you can definitely be fooled by the age-enhancing agent, right? As long as your name enters the cup, you will be happy Just laugh. It can’t tell who is over 17 and who is under 17!”

"If we succeed, will you join, Harry? Do you want us to help add your name to the list?" George then asked Harry.

Harry was a little moved, but he remembered Dumbledore's insistence that students under seventeen years old could not sign up, and he was a little hesitant.But when he thought of the glorious scene when he won the Triwizard Cup, Harry felt a little bit anxious. . .

"Where are Maple and Hermione? Why don't you see them?" Ron said.

"A bachelor like you won't understand the troubles in love." Fred said with a sigh on his face.

"Yes, poor Maple, with Hermione in charge, I'm afraid she won't have the chance to be happy with us in the future." George also joked.

After some banter from the twins, Ron ignored the guy who forgot about them when they were of the opposite sex, and turned to search for Krum in the crowd: "Where is he? Dumbledore said Durmstrang's Are the representatives sleeping somewhere?”

Before the twins could speak, their questions were answered almost immediately.By this time, they had reached the Slytherin table, and Karkaroff hurried up to his students.

"Okay, let's get back to the boat," he said. "How are you feeling, Victor? Are you full? Do you want me to send someone to bring some warm wine from the galley?"

Krum shook his head and put his fur cloak back on.

"Professor, I would like to drink some wine." Another boy from Durmstrang said with salivation.

"I didn't ask you, Polyarko," said Karkaroff sternly - his fatherly gentleness suddenly disappeared. "I noticed that you dripped food on the front of your robe again. , you annoying boy——"

Oh, what a mean principal!

Karkaroff turned and led his students toward the door, which they arrived at the same time as Harry, Ron, and the Weasley brothers.Harry stopped and let Karkaroff pass first.

"Thank you," Karkaroff said casually, glancing at Harry.

Suddenly, Karkaroff was completely stunned.He turned his head back to Harry and stared at him, as if he didn't believe his eyes.Durmstrang's students followed the principal and stopped.

Karkaroff's eyes slowly moved to Harry's face, staring at the scar.Durmstrang's students also looked at Harry curiously.From the corner of his eye, Harry could see the expressions of understanding on several people's faces.The boy with soup stains on his chest poked the girl next to him and pointed at Harry's forehead without concealment.

"Yes, that's Harry Potter." came an angry voice from behind them.

Karkaroff turned sharply.Mad-Eye Moody stood there, his heavy body leaning on his crutch, his magical eye staring unblinkingly at the headmaster of Durmstrang.

Harry watched as Karkaroff's face turned pale, revealing a terrifying expression of anger and fear.

"It's you!" he said, staring blankly at Moody, as if he wasn't sure he really saw him.

"It's me," said Moody grimly. "Unless you have something to say to Potter, Karkaroff, then move on. You've blocked the door."

Literally, half the students in the auditorium were waiting behind them, scrambling to look over the shoulders of those in front of them to see what was causing the traffic jam.

Professor Karkaroff said nothing more. He waved his hand and walked away with his students.Moody stared at him until he was out of sight.His magical eye stared intently at Karkaroff's back, with an expression of extreme disgust on his mutilated face.

"Hello, my name is Maple Arribas, and this is-" Maple took Hermione's hand and smiled evilly, "My girlfriend Hermione Granger."

"Oh, your little girlfriend is so beautiful! I'm Allison Vance." Allison Vance joked, and Hermione blushed suddenly.

"Hello, Ms. Vance," Hermione said with a blush.

"Are your parents both wizards? I really want to get to know them and ask them how they raised such an outstanding daughter. When Arthur told me about the magic TV you invented and the idea of ​​TV media, I was so excited It’s unbelievable,” Allison Vance said.

"You are so flattering!" Hermione said modestly, but with an unstoppable smile on her face, she continued, "My parents are both Muggles."

"Oh, really? What a surprise! Oh, sorry, I mean + that's really - rare - oh, I'm Alan Tevez." Alan Tevez said in surprise, Then he felt a little rude and added quickly.

"Hello, Mr. Tevis, I am also a Muggle-born. I feel that origin and bloodline do not determine everything. Talent and hard work are the decisive factors in becoming an excellent wizard. And, in fact, Magic TV is not our It’s a pioneering work. In fact, the Muggle world already has television sets, and there is also a mature and complete TV media network. We are just walking on a path that Muggles have already walked and smoothed." Maple said.

"That's beautiful, I'm Brother Aldigo." Aldigo said, and then complimented, "We have all seen Muggle TV, but no one has ever thought of building a magic TV station. You are the first You have such an idea and put it into practice. This may be due to your experience in the Muggle world."

"Yes, Mr. Digo. There are many wizards who think they are superior to Muggles, but sadly, wizards have not been able to do what Muggles have. We can actually learn from many Muggle innovations that have changed the world. Learning makes our wizarding world a better place. But sad pride and prejudice make wizards turn a blind eye to everything about Muggles," Maple said.

"It's very wonderful and profound. It's like communicating with peers. It's really hard to imagine that you are just a student." Alison Vance said, and then couldn't help teasing Hermione, " No wonder our little beauty genius is so enamored of her!”

"Ahem." Maple coughed, and Hermione felt a little embarrassed again.

"Okay, it's a little late now. It's time for them to go back and rest." The last photographer said, and then introduced himself, "I am Hope Danny. Please give me your advice in the future, director!"

"And the director's wife!" Alison Vance added.

"Ahem!"

"Please give me some advice, Director, Madam Director!" Aldigo and Ellen Tevez also said together.

"You are too polite. Hermione and I still have to go to school, so don't take your advice seriously. You will have to worry more about the specific work of the TV station in the future," Maple said.

After saying goodbye to the four of them, Maple and Hermione returned to the lounge. Hermione's face was still red.

After crawling into the Gryffindor hole, she saw Fred and George blocking them there with smiles on their faces. Hermione blushed again, said "good night" to Maple and hurried away. .

Maple glanced at the Weasley brothers angrily. How boring are you, sitting here for so long just to watch his show?

Maple originally thought that telling the truth would shut them up, but she didn't expect that after telling them about Magic TV and the TV station, they actually believed that Maple and Hermione didn't go on a date.

However, it also took Maple more time to get rid of the entanglement of the Weasley brothers who asked endless questions after hearing the magic TV.

Finally free of her troublesome twins, Maple turned and went upstairs to sleep.While going up the stairs, Maple recalled Hermione's shy look after Alison Vance's several jokes. The more she thought about it, the more interesting it became, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.But after returning to the dormitory, Maple immediately stopped smiling in front of Harry and the others, as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, Maple suddenly regretted that she climbed the stairs too fast, otherwise she could have been happy for a while longer.

The next day is Saturday. Generally speaking, students go to have breakfast very late.However, this day was an exception.

Maple was woken up early in the morning by Harry and Ron, and later he discovered that Hermione had also gotten up early.But when they went downstairs and entered the foyer, there were already more than 20 people there.They gathered around, eating bread and looking carefully at the Goblet of Fire.The cup was placed in the center of the foyer, on the stool where the Sorting Hat usually rested.A thin line of gold was drawn on the floor, ten feet long on each side, surrounding the cup.

"Hello, Brother Di. Why are you here so early? The results of the Triwizard Tournament will not be announced until tonight." Maple said.

"Come here early, maybe you can take some unexpected wonderful shots." Di Ge showed a mysterious smile.

That's right, Maple thought of the next scene where the Weasley brothers grew beards. It was indeed an unexpected surprise.

Di Ge then reported on the work, "The video shot yesterday has been processed and has been played on our magic TV. We will try to..."

"You can just make the decision about work. You don't have to report to me." Maple interrupted Di Ge directly and said.

"Okay, you get busy first, I'm going to have breakfast." After saying that, Maple went to meet Hermione.

Although a little irresponsible, I like this kind of leadership!

Diego secretly said.

"Has anyone put their name in?" Ron asked a third-grade girl eagerly.

"Yes, all representatives from Durmstrang," she answered, "but I haven't seen anyone sign up for Hogwarts yet."

"Someone must have put their name in while we were sleeping last night," Harry said. "If it were me, I would do it. I don't want everyone to see it. If the cup crumbles your name into a ball and throws it out, that's a big deal." Shame on you!"

As soon as Harry finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter behind Maple and the others. When they looked back, they saw Fred, George and Lee Jordan hurriedly walking down the stairs. All three of them looked extremely excited.

"It's done," Fred whispered to Harry, Ron and Hermione in a triumphant tone. "Just drank it."

"What?" Ron asked.

"Age-enhancing drugs, you idiot," Fred said.

"A drop each," George said, rubbing his hands together happily, "We only have a few more months to grow up."

"If one of us wins, the thousand galleons will be divided equally between the three of us." Li said with a huge smile on his face.

"I don't think it will work," Hermione warned. "I'm sure Dumbledore will take that into consideration."

"Forget it, Hermione, looking at how obsessed with money they are now, they won't listen to you at all," Maple said.What he told the twin brothers about the TV station last night seemed to greatly stimulate them, making them even more eager to open the joke shop they had always dreamed of to Diagon Alley.

Sure enough, as Maple said, Fred, George and Lee didn't pay any attention to Hermione's words.

"Are you ready?" Fred said to the other two people, trembling with excitement, "Then, come on - I'll go in first -"

Fred took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, with the words "Fred Weasley - Hogwarts" written on it.Fred walked right to the edge of the age line and stood there, swaying on his tiptoes like a diver preparing to jump from a fifty-foot platform.Then, with every eye in the foyer watching, he took a deep breath and crossed the line.

For a moment, George thought Fred had succeeded, then he shouted triumphantly and jumped forward after Fred.

But it was too early for him to be happy, and then he heard a hissing sound, and a pair of twins were thrown outside the golden circle, as if an invisible shot put player had thrown them out.

They fell painfully to the cold stone ground ten feet away, and they suffered humiliation beyond the physical pain.With a loud popping sound, identical long white beards sprouted from the chins of the two men.

The people in the foyer roared with laughter.Even Fred and George couldn't help laughing when they saw each other's white beards.

"I warned you." A low, amused voice said, and everyone turned their heads and saw Professor Dumbledore walking out of the auditorium.He looked at Fred and George with a twinkle in his eye.

"I suggest that you both go to Madam Pomfrey's. She is already nursing Miss Fawcett from Ravenclaw and Mr. Summers from Hufflepuff, and they are determined to have their own A little older. But I must say, their beards are far less beautiful than yours."

Fred and George set off for the hospital, accompanied by Li Jordan, who was still laughing non-stop. Harry and Ron also giggled and went into the Great Hall for breakfast.

Maple walked towards Diego, and Hermione followed.

"Did the scene just now be captured?" Maple asked Di Ge with a smile.

"It's all taken in." Brother Di couldn't help laughing. He looked at the playback with satisfaction and replied. Then he asked again, "Do you want this scene to be played?"

"Hermione, what do you think?" Maple turned to Hermione and asked with a smile.

"Of course it will be broadcast!" Hermione giggled.