Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 280 You still called me baby yesterday!

After placing the Goblet of Fire, Professor Dumbledore waved his wand again.

Golden lights rose from the ground, eventually forming a golden circle, with the Goblet of Fire located in the center of the circle.

"As we said when we started school, originally we would only allow students over the age of seventeen to sign up."

Professor Dumbledore pointed to the circle and said,

"But considering that some young wizards are also very good, they should also be eligible to sign up for the election."

"So I cast magic around the Goblet of Fire. Only young wizards over seventeen years old or who can break through my magic defense are eligible to sign up."

"And if a young wizard under the age of seventeen is finally chosen as a warrior, he must also sign a magical contract with the Ministry of Magic, indicating that he voluntarily participates in the competition and assumes all responsibilities."

"In addition, everyone can only put their own name into the Goblet of Fire. I don't want underage wizards to ask adult wizards to help cast their names."

"At the same time, I would like to remind all students again that this competition is not a child's play."

"As long as you sign up and be selected as a warrior by the Goblet of Fire, a powerful magical contract will be formed."

"This means that the warriors must come to the competition site and complete all the competitions. They can fail, but they cannot give up."

"If anyone wants to refuse to participate after being selected, or gives up midway, even I can't guarantee how miserable his end will be."

Professor Dumbledore's words made the auditorium silent, but soon everyone became active again.

Isn't it just a little difficult? Who would be afraid?

My grades are lagging behind, my athletic ability is mediocre, and my mentality is prone to explosions. But in other aspects, I am still very good!

How could I be afraid of this little difficulty?

Every student feels that he is the child of destiny, a true genius who has never been seen in Hogwarts.

It’s just a small competition, there’s no need to be timid at all!

After the dinner, the students from other schools began to follow their principals and leave in an orderly manner.

They have their own residences off campus, such as Beauxbatons' giant carriage and Castrobusher's giant treehouse.

Although there were some minor problems with the magic house's gourd and Durmstrang's sailboat, it did not affect living.

The upperclassmen of Hogwarts also left the Great Hall in droves.

They didn't vote for their names right away. Some were too embarrassed to do so in front of the crowd, while others felt that geniuses should make their final appearance.

However, there were some junior wizards who curiously gathered around the golden circle of light to observe and test it.

One of the little Hufflepuff badgers foolishly extended a hand, and his hand successfully reached into the golden circle of light.

The little badger was suddenly pleasantly surprised, thinking that he was a legendary genius who could easily break the magic set by Professor Dumbledore.

So he took a half-step into the aperture, and then...

There was only a hissing sound, and the little badger was thrown directly outside the golden circle of light, and fell onto the stone ground.

When he stood up, a long white beard sprouted from his chin.

The surrounding students burst into laughter instantly, causing the senior students who were about to reach the hall door to turn around frequently to see what was going on.

"Summers! What are you doing!" Professor Sprout suddenly appeared not far away,

"Do you think you can sign up with your level? Come with me to the school hospital!"

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In the common room at night, seventh-grade students gathered in small groups, discussing whether to sign up.

Angelina and Aaliya chatted about something, and then the two slipped out mysteriously.

When they came back, they showed off to others with excitement on their faces: "We successfully registered!"

There was a burst of applause in the Gryffindor common room, as if the warrior was already a Gryffindor.

But there is really no big problem with this sentence. Even the Slytherins have to admit that Harley is the most promising to become a warrior.

The next day happened to be Saturday, and the students at Hogwarts had no classes.

Under normal circumstances, everyone sleeps until very late and doesn't get up until fully enjoying the rare free time.

But this time, a large group of students sat in the auditorium early.

On the one hand, it's because today is Halloween, and the auditorium has a brand new decoration.

A swarm of live bats flew around the ceiling, and thousands of little figures carved from pumpkins were enchanted to sing songs in the corners.

Fresh pumpkin pies and pumpkin juice have been placed on the long table in the auditorium, but these are not as attractive as before.

Almost all the students were absentmindedly nibbling the food in their hands while focusing most of their energy on the Goblet of Fire.

Durmstrang students lined up to enter the auditorium early, all holding parchments with their names and schools written on them.

They put their names in in an orderly manner and then went to Slytherin's long table for breakfast.

"The people from the Magic House have already signed up at six o'clock this morning, but the people from Beauxbatons, Ilvermorny and Castello Busche haven't shown up yet."

There was a girl who came very early and kept educating the students around her who had just arrived.

"I don't know when they will come. I can't wait to watch."

"Harry, are you going to sign up now?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

"Let's wait until noon." Harley shook her head.

Hermione was about to say something else, but the hall suddenly burst into laughter.

Three good friends, Fred, George and Lee, hurried down the stairs, everyone looking extremely excited.

"Successful!" Fred noticed Harry on the Gryffindor table, strode over, and said in a proud tone,

"Harry, we just got a high-quality age-increasing potion, and each of us drank a drop. Now our age is seventeen years old using magic test!"

"We have made an agreement." Li added, "No matter who is selected and wins the championship, the three of us will share the thousand gold galleons equally."

"Harry, of course we are very confident that you will choose the Warriors, but this does not prevent us from giving it a try." George explained,

"Even if you have a 99.99% chance, there is still a 0.01% chance of choosing us, right?"

"Of course I don't care." Harley spread her hands and showed a wicked smile.

"I am very confident and believe that I can be selected. I hope you won't be too disappointed when the time comes."

Fred gave Harry a decisive face in return.

Hermione on the side couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Do you think Professor Dumbledore will not consider this situation?"

"I can guarantee that he will be prepared for this."

"That's not necessarily true." George retorted with a smile.

"Professor Dumbledore has a lot to do all day long, and there are so many things to consider. There must be some oversights."

"Perhaps he has forgotten such an inconspicuous magic potion as the age-increasing potion? Then wouldn't we make a lot of money!"

"Are you ready?" Fred was so excited that every inch of his skin from his hair to the soles of his feet was trembling.

"Let's go together, let's go now!"

"Of course, I call one, two, three, let's go together."

Li responded, and the three of them took out slips of paper with their names on them from their pockets and took a step forward neatly.

There was no reaction from the golden aperture, which made the three of them happy, and they put their entire bodies within the scope of the golden aperture.

Immediately afterwards, the hissing sound that had occurred last night sounded again.

Light bloomed on the golden circle of light, and the Weasley twin brothers and Lee were thrown out of the golden circle of light.

At the same time, the three of them also had identical long white beards sprouting from their chins with a popping sound.

All the students in the auditorium who were watching this scene burst into laughter. Even the three of them couldn't help laughing after they got up and saw each other's beards.

"I think I warned you, this magic is not easy to penetrate."

Professor Dumbledore appeared behind the three of them, looking at their white beards up and down, his eyes shining,

"I suggest you all go to Madam Pomfrey's, but please be quiet and don't cause trouble for her."

"Our dear school nurse is already caring for Miss Fawcett from Ravenclaw and Mr. Summers from Hufflepuff."

"Poor Mr. Summers, he grew a fresh white beard just out of curiosity."

As he spoke, Professor Dumbledore shook his head and deliberately shook his beard.

"I have to say, none of your beards are as good-looking as mine."

The surrounding students burst into laughter again, but no one dared to try to cross the golden circle.

Harley withdrew her gaze, already understanding the magic contained in the golden halo.

It's a very complicated and ingenious magic, but for Harley, there is a way to break it directly.

The simplest thing is to just walk over physically and violently resist the erosion of the golden halo.

However, this method was so inelegant that Harry abandoned it and didn't want to use it at all.

"Let's be more violent." Harley made the final decision happily,

"Professor Dumbledore is renovating the magic anyway, so I don't need to have a headache."

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After breakfast, it seemed that Furong hadn't gotten up yet, so the two of them couldn't watch her sign up yet.

Harry and Hermione chose to go to Hagrid's cabin to visit their old friends.

In fact, Harry and Hermione resisted going to Hagrid's hut from the bottom of their hearts. After all, Hagrid always liked to show off his little treasure to them during the first few times they went there this semester.

To be honest, those snails have nothing to do with the word "little baby"!

But Hagrid believed wholeheartedly that the Explosive-tailed Skrewt he cultivated himself was the best magical animal in the world.

Although they look ugly and disgusting in other people's mouths, their mouths and excretory organs are in the same position, they are brainless, very dangerous, and they also like to kill each other.

But this does not prevent Hagrid from thinking that these squids are full of advantages, loving them deeply, and wanting Harry, Hermione, and every student in this class to pet these little cuties.

Therefore, Harry and Hermione have greatly reduced the number of times they go to Hagrid's hut, so as not to torture their injured hearts.

But this time it was impossible not to go. Hagrid wrote several letters to the two of them, asking Harry and Hermione to give him some advice.

Harry and Hermione were a little curious. Could it be that Hagrid wanted to ask them if they had any advice on raising snails?

Harry didn't know what Hermione would say if that were the case.

But Harry would definitely suggest that Hagrid package these Explosive Tails and sell them to him, while she would use them as a good testing tool.

The two walked across the grass and knocked on the door of Hagrid's hut.

Fang's deep barking sounded inside, but Hagrid seemed to scold his pet: "Shut up Fang!"

"You are finally here!" Hagrid opened the door forcefully, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"What happened, Hagrid..." Before Hermione could finish her words, she froze on the spot.

Hagrid wore a furry brown suit with a yellow and orange plaid tie.

He also tied his tie in a weird knot, making this outfit even more...weird.

What's even more surprising is that Hagrid probably gave his hair a small makeover.

His hair was straightened into two bunches, and a lot of hair care products were used on it.

However, the quality of this hair care product was probably not very good, because his hair smelled like machine lubricants and cologne.

The house was also filled with these two flavors, mixed with the smell of high-purity malt whiskey and various meats stewed randomly.

Yaya couldn't stand it anymore and rushed out of Hagrid's hut as hard as he could, escaping from this place of right and wrong.

Harry and Hermione stood there blankly for a few minutes. Combined with Hagrid's behavior last night, they suddenly realized what Hagrid had asked them to do.

After a long time of work, it turned out that Hagrid was in love!

"How's it going? Am I handsome in this outfit?" Hagrid obviously hadn't realized how bad his outfit was.

"I spent a whole night carefully planning to come up with what I think is the most perfect outfit!"

Hermione swallowed and decisively chose not to make any comment:

"Hagrid, where's your Blast-Ended Skrewt?"

"Oh, they're outside in the pumpkin patch. The pumpkins have just been harvested and they're eating some of the leftover pumpkins that aren't growing well."

Hagrid waved his hand,

"These kids are probably in their teens and have ADHD, and they were causing trouble for me in the house last night."

"So I told them to go chill out in the pumpkin patch. You can't leave your kids alone after all, right?"

"Don't worry about those rebellious children, come and help me with my advice. Am I very handsome?"

Harry made no comment on this. Hagrid's taste was indeed questionable.

But that's right, although for a magizoologist, dreaming of raising a fire dragon is a normal wish.

But it’s not normal to treat a big, timid black dog like Yaya like a squid!

Speaking of Blast-Ended Skrewts, these are also a group of miserable children.

They were Hagrid's cutest little babies a few days ago, but today they have become what Hagrid calls rebellious adolescent children.

I don’t know if the Blast-Ended Skrewts will cry when they know that their good father’s face changes so quickly.

You obviously called us little baby yesterday!

Bah, scumbag!

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(Thanks to the three bosses "Nine-tailed Yanhu", "Juan Hui" and "Buden Lou" for their rewards!)