A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"Okay... go to that door, Harry," Dumbledore said, his face unsmiling, and Edward had been in the room for some time.

Harry walked past the staff table, where Hagrid was sitting near the door. He didn't wink, wave, or say hello in the usual way.He seemed completely stunned, just watching Harry walk over like everyone else.Harry walked through the door and out of the Great Hall.

Everyone in the auditorium had almost completely different attitudes towards Harry and Hermione. Although everyone was dissatisfied with Hermione for throwing her name into the Goblet of Fire, her strength was recognized by everyone. Although they were surprised, it was completely okay. understand.

But Harry?

He was selected again when the Warriors from all three schools were confirmed.

Professor Karkaroff and Madam Maxim's expressions were very ugly, and their faces were almost solemn and about to ooze water.

No one dares to touch their bad luck.

The dinner ended in a hurry. Dumbledore was originally going to make some more remarks to encourage the warriors and tell the students how dangerous the next game would be.

But... I'm afraid no one cares now.

The room was a small one, with portraits of wizards hanging on the walls on both sides, and a fire burning brightly in the fireplace opposite the door.

Hermione walked into the room. Viktor Krum and Fleur Delacour were gathered around the fire. Their figures made a particularly strong impression against the flames.Krum leaned on the mantelpiece, hunched over and thinking about something, and kept a little distance from Fleur.

Fleur Delacour heard the sound of the door opening, turned her head, and shook her long silver hair like a waterfall.

"What's wrong?" she asked, "Do you want us to go back to the auditorium?"

She thought Hermione had come in to deliver a message, because Hermione was obviously a head shorter than her - she was obviously not a warrior for the competition, and she was not old enough at all.

There were footsteps coming from behind, and Hermione hurriedly dodged to the side and moved the door away.

Edward walked into the room. He glanced around the small room and saw Hermione hiding behind the door.

"Come on, Hermione," he grabbed Hermione's arm, "This is the Hogwarts Warrior. She is the best student at Hogwarts."

"I'm not... a teacher, I'm only in fourth grade..." Hermione said embarrassedly, covering her face with embarrassment.

Fleur Delacour shook her long hair, smiled brightly, and said: "Oh, that's a funny joke, sir." She didn't know Edward, although she was a little surprised at his age, he looked too young. , probably only a year or two older than her.

Viktor Krum seemed to have heard the movement here. When he raised his eyelids and saw Hermione, his pupils suddenly dilated, and then... he kept staring at Hermione.

"Don't be embarrassed, I was the one who put your name into the Goblet of Fire." Edward grinned, "I thought it would be fun, why not join the competition?"

When Edward first heard about the Triwizard Tournament, he just thought it would be interesting this year, but he soon realized: Where could it be more interesting to participate in the competition?

And this is a very rare training opportunity for Hermione.

Edward did not ask Suo Chi about the three events of the competition. He did not even read Suo Chi's report on the Triwizard Tournament. He needed to maintain a sense of anticipation and ensure that he had the fun of participating in the competition.

"This is against the rules." Krum's deep voice sounded. He turned to stare at Edward's face, as if he wanted to see something from it.

"Rules are meant to be broken." Edward smiled and said, "You are not as interesting as Poliarco."

"Leo?" Krum's brows frowned slightly. Before he could speak, the room was pushed away again.

He was a little boy with black hair who was obviously a head shorter than everyone else.

"Professor Rumples, Hermione, hello." Harry said dryly.

Hermione's mouth opened wide in surprise. She pointed at Harry, then at herself, and after a long time she said, "Are you a warrior too?"

Harry nodded helplessly, "I don't know what's going on."

Hermione turned her head towards Edward, the meaning in her eyes couldn't be clearer.

Edward shook his head. Harry's matter had nothing to do with him. This was all done by fake Moody.

"No. 4 Warrior?" Fleur looked at Edward suspiciously, then turned away from him, as if to verify the authenticity of this matter.

"I don't know what's going on." Harry said in a panic.

Krum and Fleur's frown deepened.

At this time, there was a burst of busy footsteps outside the room, and the door was roughly pushed open.

A large crowd came in: Professor Dumbledore, followed closely by Mr. Crouch, Mr. Bagman, Professor Karkaroff, Mrs. Maxim, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Snape.Before Professor McGonagall closed the door, they could all hear the buzzing chatter of hundreds of students in the auditorium.

Fleur and Krum immediately reacted, I'm afraid what Harry said was true, he really participated in the game as the fourth warrior.

"Madame Maxime!" Fleur said immediately, striding towards her principal, "They said these two children will also participate in the competition, is it true?"

Harry moved closer to Hermione, trying to hide behind Edward, but he failed because at least four people's eyes were locked on him.

Madam Maxime heard Fleur's words and straightened her tall body. Her handsome head touched the chandelier filled with candles. Her huge breasts in black satin clothes undulated violently, "What on earth does this mean? Dumbledore?" she said haughtily.

"I want to know this too, Dumbledore," Karkaroff said - with a cold smile on his face, and a pair of blue eyes as cold as ice cubes, "There are two incredible people at Hogwarts. Warriors who meet the age limit? I don't remember anyone telling me that the host school can have two warriors - didn't I read those regulations carefully enough?" He laughed briefly, his voice was ugly, "Or, you Think two fourth graders can serve as one seventh grader?”

"This is impossible," said Madam Maxime, her big hand with many luxurious opals resting on Fleur's shoulder, "Hogwarts cannot have two warriors, even if they are not of age, but this is unfair , both for these two children and for us participating schools.”

"This makes perfect sense." Edward took a slight step forward, "Of course, I think Hermione is fully capable of participating in the Triwizard Tournament, and since the Goblet of Fire selected her, she is undoubtedly the best in Hogwarts. s student."