Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Anriel watched the World Cup, so he knew who Viktor Krum was.

But he did not know which one was Fleur Delacour.

And because he was lazy, he only investigated the members of the Durmstrang delegation...

These French girls all seem to look similar. They are all pretty good in terms of looks, but Anriel doesn't take the passive effects of Veela, so he can't tell which one is a quarter-blooded Veela...

Fortunately, Anriel soon found out who Furong was because of a small accident.

He used his spoon to scoop a spoonful of ice cream cake from the plate in front of him, and then fed it to Luna's mouth...

Then, Luna showed a happy expression.

And then... he was seen by two Beauxbatons girls.

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Maybe because she was a little excited, the girl next to Furong spoke a little louder -

Although if nothing unexpected happened, only Furong herself could hear the girl's voice, but surprisingly, Anriel had very good hearing...

"Oh! Fleur! That girl looks only a few years older than Gabrielle!"

Anriel had a question mark on his face.

When did the French become so conservative?

Although Luna didn't hear what the girl said, it didn't stop her from taking a sip of the sweet cake that Anriel fed her. Her smile was sweeter than the cake.

Anriel didn't want to turn his head, or even use his peripheral vision to look at the expressions on the two girls' faces.

Hey, do you believe me if I tell you this was a fucking accident?

Anriel complained in his heart without any guilt.

Of course I have no guilt... Is there anything wrong with pampering my girlfriend...

Anriel turned to a towering piece of milk jelly at hand, which had grown out of the plate at some unknown time.

However, just as Anriel scooped up a piece of white milk jelly and was about to put it into his mouth, it was intercepted by Luna halfway.

Anriel looked at the girl, only to see her sticking out her pink little tongue, with a faint white gelatinous substance visible on the tip of her tongue and in her mouth...

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Anriel did not hesitate, and decisively stretched out his finger and tapped Luna's head:

"Eat your meal honestly, do you still have any dignity left? If you want to make trouble, go back to the dormitory and do it later..."

Showing affection in public is a matter of principle.

Especially Luna looks very childish... because she is very childish.

Anyway, it just won’t work.

This is a public place, and my wife can only watch it in private by myself.

Anriel concluded.

After dinner was over, the plates and food scraps were cleared away.

Anriel asked Luna to let go of him and stop hugging him...then he stood up and walked to the side of the teacher's seat.

There was a large wooden box on the ground there.

Obviously, those who knew the inside story knew that the Goblet of Fire was inside.

Anriel, who chose Ancient Magic as one of his elective subjects, was very interested in how the Goblet of Fire worked.

So he volunteered to maintain and service this old magical object——

It was also a preparation for the big things he was going to do later.

After Dumbledore introduced Barty Crouch and Ludo Bagman to everyone in the hall, he smiled faintly and said:

"Anriel, please bring 'that' up."

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Anriel reached out and grabbed the wooden box, as casually as an ordinary white-collar worker picking up a briefcase.

The audience was all stunned——

No, shouldn't such a very important ritual item be treated with more respect, more...

Wait, who is this guy?

Why is a student who obviously isn't in the seventh or eighth grade holding this box?

Anriel's mediocre little combo actually aroused the desire to complain from all the students from the other two schools who didn't know Anriel.

As for knowing him...

Krum and a few other Durmstrang students looked murderous.

When Dumbledore introduced the mechanism for selecting warriors, Anriel squinted at everyone present.

About a third of the people were not paying attention to Dumbledore or what he said, but to Anriel.

This third is mainly composed of delegation members from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons.

Come to think of it, there's no point for them to listen carefully to the selection rules. After all, Hogwarts is the host, so they can just choose according to how others arrange it.

On the contrary, this abrupt student...is more likely to attract their attention.

"... and this impartial selector is...

Goblet of Fire."

Dumbledore said, tapping the lid of the box.

The old wooden box spread out in all directions, and Dumbledore solemnly grasped the lid of the box.

Inside the box was a wooden cup that looked like it was carved from a dead tree root.

There was a chilling blue-white flame dancing inside the cup.

Anriel discovered that the description of the Goblet of Fire in the original book was not quite accurate.

Only by observing closely can you see that the Goblet of Fire is not an "ordinary and inconspicuous" object at all.

Standing around the dancing flames, the ancient and solemn feeling was overwhelming.

It feels like a tree stump.

Old, heavy, and steady.

Perhaps in the eyes of young people, such a Goblet of Fire is indeed called "inconspicuous".

"Every student who wants to run for the Warriors must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet—"

Dumbledore shouted to everyone in the Great Hall.

“Students who aspire to become warriors can sign up within 24 hours.

Tomorrow, Halloween night, the Goblet of Fire will choose the three students it thinks best represent the three schools... and tonight, it will be placed in the entrance hall, where all students who wish to participate can touch it."

Dumbledore paused.

"However, considering that there is a high probability that students under the age of seventeen will not be able to resist temptation, and also have no real ability to resist the dangers within the competition, I will set an age limit around the Goblet of Fire."

Dumbledore's meaning was clear.

Anriel gently hooked his hand, and the four wooden boards were lifted up and put together to form the four sides of the box, and then Dumbledore put the lid back on.

“I sincerely hope that students who do not meet the registration requirements will not make any unnecessary attempts.”

Dumbledore gave some very sincere advice, but unfortunately it seemed that not many people really listened to it.

Anriel picked up the wooden box, walked through the auditorium and headed towards the foyer.

When passing by the position where he was level with Krum, Anriel looked at Krum and sighed softly.