HP Princess bravely enters Hogwarts

At this time, the girls from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic were sitting in Ravenclaw's seats, their eyes were all fixed on Sensenas.

Principal Maxim often praised Segnus in front of them, saying how smart she was and how talented she was in magic.

After hearing these words so many times, the girls felt uncomfortable and jealous, and most of them were full of hostility towards Segnus.

Even though she did nothing wrong.

The world is just so unreasonable sometimes.

Even if you just sit there quietly and do nothing, there will always be people who have nothing better to do and accuse you of some inexplicable crimes.

Just because the principal praised her a few words, these girls felt that Segnus had stolen their limelight and started saying all kinds of nasty things to her.

The Gryffindor table was not far from Ravenclaw, and Hermione was sitting there, absentmindedly poking at the food on her plate while listening to the noise around her.

The girls' arrangement of Segnus entered her ears word for word.

At first, she tried to suppress her anger, but the more she listened, the angrier she became, and her hand unconsciously grasped the wand at her waist.

I was thinking to myself, why not just cast the Avada Kedavra curse on these gossipers to make them shut their annoying mouths forever.

Just as Hermione was fuming with anger, Fleur Delacour spoke up: "If jealousy can make you grow brains, I suggest you write to the Daily Prophet and apply for a patent now."

As soon as these words came out, the girls shut up, and Hermione's favorability towards Fleur instantly soared.

She thought to herself that maybe she could get Fleur to join Sensenas' team.

After all, Furong is beautiful and smart, who wouldn’t like someone like her?

If she could join, it would definitely help Segnus' plan.

Siegnas sat there, seemingly looking around casually, but in fact he was thinking about something in his mind.

Her eyes fell on the newly added seats and immediately locked onto a target - old Barty Crouch.

When little Batty came to her for help, he specifically asked her to do one thing, which was to get rid of old Batty.

Although Old Batty was neither a threat to Segnus nor an obstacle to her plans.

However, since this is the condition for Batty Jr.'s surrender, it is not impossible to solve it at the same time.

In Segnus's eyes, this was just a trivial matter. As long as it was beneficial to his cause, killing a person was no different from crushing an ant.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, a barely perceptible ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, and she had already started planning how to take action.

Just waiting for the right opportunity to make old Batty disappear from this world completely.

After all the students had eaten and drunk their fill, the noise in the cafeteria gradually died down.

Dumbledore stood up cheerfully and cleared his throat.

He tapped the glass in front of him with his spoon again, and the "clinking" sound attracted everyone's attention.

After all the students were quiet again, Dumbledore announced the matter solemnly.

"Students, this time the Triwizard Tournament will be judged by me, Professor Karkaroff, Madam Maxime, and two officials from the Ministry of Magic, Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman.

We will select three students from each of the three colleges to represent their respective schools in the competition. This competition will have three events, and only students who are seventeen years old or older can participate in the selection.”

Having said that, he casually glanced at the Weasley twins who were whispering to each other in Gryffindor.

He knew in his heart that these two naughty kids were not easy to deal with and might cause some trouble.

In addition to these two people, there was another variable that he was most worried about, and that was Segnus Malfoy.

She is not someone who can keep to herself. Who knows what surprising things she will do.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore frowned slightly.

In order to prevent anyone from using tricks to participate in the selection, Dumbledore took out the wooden goblet from the box in Filch's hand and drew a horizontal line at the front.

This is no ordinary line, it contains powerful magical power, and students under the age of seventeen cannot cross this age line.

While Dumbledore was still chattering on about the rules and precautions of the game, the Weasley twins were already excited to give it a try.

Come on, these two are well-known prank experts, would they care about this small age limit?

They will not be intimidated by this little difficulty.

If they backed down so easily, how would they open the Weasleys Wizard Wheezes that they had been dreaming of?

They had already decided that once they successfully entered the competition, they would spread the reputation of Weasley's Wunderwraps and let the entire wizarding world know of its existence.

By then, they will become the most famous wizard merchants.

After Dumbledore finished his announcement, Karkaroff prepared to take the Durmstrang students back to the ship first.

As soon as he turned around, he ran into Harry and others.

His eyes were immediately attracted by the scar on Harry's forehead, and he stared at it, motionless.

The lightning-shaped scar was particularly eye-catching under the light, evoking the unbearable memories deep in Karkarov's heart.

"Mr. Karkaroff, perhaps you could be so kind as to step aside. The middle of the auditorium is not a good place to reminisce."

Cygnus tilted her head with a smile on her face as she looked at the group of people blocking the road, with a hint of ridicule in her voice.

Karkaroff came back to his senses. He looked at Harry deeply, then at Cygnus. When he was about to speak, Moody's slightly sarcastic voice came from not far away:

"Yes, this is Harry Potter, Karkaroff, what do you want to say to Potter?"

Moody's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper, and full of sarcasm.

He limped over, his evil eye moving around constantly, making people shudder.

Karkaroff's expression became visibly horrified and his face turned pale in an instant.

It was obvious that Moody had left him with a great shadow. The days when he was hunted and interrogated by Moody were like a nightmare that had been haunting him all the time.

This time, he turned around decisively, and left with the students of Durmstrang without looking back. His steps were hurried, as if something terrible was chasing him.

The corners of Segnus' mouth gradually lowered, and his eyes returned to a dead look.

As she approached Moody, she said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You know my plan, follow it."

Little Barty nodded slightly, and Sensenas did not stay any longer, leaving with the Slytherin students.

This scene fell into Gareth's eyes.

It's really interesting. It looks like the Dark Lord's lackeys have rebelled.

Of course, he would not tell Voldemort about this.

It's true that he wants to rule the world, but he wants to see them fight to the point of mutual destruction, and then he can reap the benefits.