Together [HP]

This announcement in the hall had a noticeable effect on those who lived in the castle.For the next week, no matter where they went, people seemed to only talk about one thing: the Triwizard Tournament.Rumors swirl among the students like highly contagious germs: who will be vying to be Hogwarts champions, what events the Tournament will have, what the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang have to do with them different.

The castle was also thoroughly cleaned, and several dirty portraits were scrubbed clean, and those who were scrubbed were very dissatisfied with this.They sat huddled in the picture frame, muttering sullenly, and grinning in pain every time they touched the new pink tender flesh on their faces.That caused the armor to suddenly shine, and stop creaking when it moved.Argus Filch, the janitor, threw a vicious tantrum at the sight of a student who had forgotten to wipe his shoes, driving two first-year girls into hysterics.

Other faculty members also seemed extremely nervous.

"Please do me a favor, Goyle, Crabbe, don't show your secrets in front of Durmstrang's people, let them see that you haven't even mastered a simple conversion spell!" When the class was about to end, Mag the professor snarled.That class didn't go so well when Goyle and Crabbe inadvertently grafted their ears onto a cactus.

When they went downstairs to breakfast on the morning of October 10th, they found that the auditorium had been decorated overnight.Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each one representing a Hogwarts house: Gryffindor on red with a golden lion, Ravenclaw on blue with a bronze eagle, and Ravenclaw on yellow. The one with a black badger is Hufflepuff, and the one with a green background and a silver python is Slytherin.Behind the teacher's desk hung the largest banner with the Hogwarts coat of arms: a lion, eagle, badger, and snake joined together, surrounded by a large letter H.

Pansy and Jacqueline sat down at the Slytherin table, next to Malfoy and his two squires.

"I tried to think about it carefully," Jacqueline mumbled while eating French toast, "the snake she mentioned may also refer to someone in Slytherin."

Pansy's eyes lit up, "You finally figured it out?"

"But who is that?" Jacqueline frowned with curiosity on her face, "I've thought about it for several nights, and I've thought about almost all the boys in the upper Slytherin class, but I haven't figured out who has this possibility .I mean, there's no way she likes the lower grades."

"Please close your mouth and eat well." Pan Xi let out a long breath, looking very angry.

"Are you two discussing who in our academy might become a warrior?" Malfoy couldn't help but leaned over and asked, "Have you thought of a good candidate?"

"While going to Malfoy," Pansy said grimly, "I'm the only one who's mad at a pig."

"But I really can't think of who it would be from our college." Jacqueline scratched her head and said, "Actually, I'm not very sure about my conclusion, I mean, she is a Gryffindor, right? , She doesn't have much contact with people in our academy, except during class."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Malfoy drew out, "You're not talking about the Triwizard Tournament."

"Of course we're not talking about that boring match, Mr. Malfoy. We're not interested in who you choose to die." The fried eggs on Pansy's plate were about to shatter when she poked them.

"Then what are you talking about? I heard Gryffindors, and boys from the upper Slytherin class. Is it possible that there are Gryffindors who like Slytherin? I thought such freaks were only found in your family." Will show up, Graham."

"It's none of your business, Malfoy." Pansy shot him a look.

"Although you're not very smart, Malfoy, who do you think Hermione would like in Slytherin?" Jacqueline asked suspiciously.

"That annoying 'know-it-all' Granger?" Malfoy sneered. "What, she has someone in Slytherin? I'm sorry Graham, if you were a boy, maybe you were too on her shortlist."

"This is pure speculation without any evidence." Jacqueline spread her hands, "It's completely unreliable, not to mention that she just said that she likes 'a lazy snake', maybe it's really just a snake. What about the snake? Besides, it's completely her private matter, if she doesn't want to say who she likes, there's no need for us to know."

"You girls like to hide like this." Malfoy said casually, "It's as if we can read what you're thinking, and still give such vague hints. If you like someone, why don't you just say so?"

"That's because we girls want people we like to be able to guess our minds!" Pansy tried her best to fork the sausage on the plate, as if the sausage was Jacqueline or Malfoy, "we think It’s so romantic! It’s like we’re connected.”

"I think it's romantic to send hundreds of flowers to someone you like," Malfoy said.

"I think the most romantic thing is to quietly look at the person I love," Jacqueline said.

"Oh, disgusting." Pansy fanned the wind in front of her and made a vomiting expression.

"So you're saying that whoever likes you will come to guess your riddle in the future? Parkinson." Malfoy frowned and looked at the two of them, "And you, Graham, what are you going to say? Oh , Merlin, your eyes are so pretty? Fortunately, I don't like any of you."

"Girls want to be treated well, Mr. Malfoy." Pansy said dissatisfied.

"He'll send hundreds of flowers to people he likes," Jacqueline said, looking at Malfoy. "I personally think that counts as a treat."

"Anyone can do it! Miss Graham. A girl wants to be special in the eyes of the one she likes."

"Anyone with a brain can guess your riddle, Miss Parkinson." Malfoy said lazily, "If a few hundred flowers are not enough, I can buy flowers from a florist."

"Or a more expensive gift." Jacqueline added, "Maybe a gift that no one else can afford. That's special enough."

"What we need is your thoughts, not money!" Pansy yelled angrily, "That's why one of you doesn't have a girlfriend until now, and the other can't solve Miss Granger's riddle at all!" She said angrily left from the table.

"I just don't want to spend energy to solve it." Jacqueline shrugged. "I'm the first grader, and she's only the second grader. How could she not be able to solve it?"

"When did she get on so well with Miss Know-it-All?" Malfoy asked, and Jacqueline shook her head, when there was a sudden whoosh overhead, and many owls flew in, dropping one by one. small package.Jacqueline raised her head and saw Haig flying towards her. It landed in front of Jacqueline, with its wings folded and one leg stretched out, with a small envelope on it.Jacqueline took down the envelope, and pushed her water glass and plate in front of Haig, who barked and ate contentedly.Jacqueline opened the envelope, glanced at it hastily, and snorted, "That's right." She stuffed the envelope into her bosom, touched Haig, and got up to go to class.

There was a sense of anticipation in the air that day.In the classroom, no one was paying attention to the lectures. Everyone thought that the people from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were coming tonight.Even Potions class wasn't as unbearable as usual, as it ended half an hour early.When the bell rang early, the Slytherin students hurried back to their common room, put down their schoolbags and textbooks as ordered, put on their cloaks, and passed the strict inspection of Professor Snape, quietly He followed Professor Snape up the stairs and into the hall.

The deans of each college are directing their students to line up.

"The first-year students are at the front, and the senior students are at the back." Snape stood in front of them, patrolling back and forth, and said in his gloomy, slow tone, "You'd better pay attention to your clothes. Show me the slightest disqualification, and I'll lock you up until you graduate. Gore, get all the pie out of your pockets! Now, come with me, and keep quiet."

They filed down the steps and stood in a single file in front of the castle.It was a cold, crisp evening, night was falling, and a white, translucent moon had hung over the Forbidden Forest.Jacqueline stood between Pansy and Malfoy, in the fourth row from the front.

"It's almost six o'clock," said Pansy, looking at his watch and looking down the driveway to the front door. "How do you think they'll come? By train?"

"From France and Bulgaria?" Jacqueline said. "I don't think so."

"They always have some special means." Malfoy looked at the starry sky, "This is a good opportunity to promote his school."

"What do you think we'd do if it was held at another school this time? Apparate?" Pansy guessed.

"If Apparition isn't allowed in Hogwarts, I don't think other schools will. Maybe we'll let Thestrals take us there. After all, it's just a selection of potential warriors, not everyone." Jacqueline looked at the sky and said.

"We can also ride those big monsters raised by Hagrid." Malfoy sneered, "They have no other purpose anyway."

Just then, Dumbledore, who was standing in the back row with the other teachers, yelled.

"Ah! If I'm not mistaken, the representative of Beauxbatons has arrived!"

"Where?" many students asked eagerly, looking in different directions.

"There!" a sixth-grader shouted, pointing to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.

A monstrous thing, much larger than a broomstick, or a hundred broomsticks, was speeding across the dark blue sky towards the castle, growing bigger and bigger.

"It's a dragon!" screamed a freshman, so excited that he didn't know what to do.

"Don't be silly, it's a house flying!" said Dennis Creevey.

Dennis's guess was closer.They saw a huge powder-blue carriage flying towards them as the huge black thing flew over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest, illuminated by the lights from the castle windows.It was as big as a house, and it flew in the air by twelve winged horses, silver-maned horses, each as big as an elephant.

The carriage flew even lower and was landing at an incomparably fast speed. The students standing in the first three rows hurriedly backed away. Then, there was an earth-shattering loud noise, which made Neville jump back and stepped on a fifth-year Slytherin. classmate's feet.I saw those horseshoes thumping on the ground, each of them was as big as a vegetable plate.In the blink of an eye, the carriage also landed on the ground, vibrating on the huge wheels, and at the same time the golden horses shook their huge heads, and their big fiery red eyes rolled around.

On the door was a coat of arms, two golden crossed wands with three stars emerging from each.is the symbol of Beauxbatons.

The car door opened.A boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the carriage, bent over, fumbled for something on the floor of the carriage, and opened a golden spiral staircase.

"I thought they only took girls," Pansy whispered in Jacqueline's ear.

"It's impossible. Since my father's Harris branch moved to France, everyone graduated from this school until they refused to erect a monument for my grandpa's mother. Since then, grandpa and his family have been together again. Back to Hogwarts."

The boy jumped back respectfully, and Jacqueline saw a shiny black high-heeled shoe the size of a child's sled protruding from the carriage, followed by a woman, a large It was so big that she had never seen it in her life.It was thus self-evident why the carriage and those silver-maned horses were so large.Several people gasped in shock.

"She must be of giant blood," said Malfoy, and Jacqueline and Pansy nodded in agreement. "She's supposed to meet Hagrid, and then she'll have a one-ton doll."

"It's really interesting." Jacqueline narrowed her eyes slightly.

The woman was now at the foot of the steps and was turning to look at the wide-eyed waiting crowd.When she came into the light that fell from the hall, they saw that she had a very handsome olive face, with large, dark, watery eyes, and a very sharp nose.Her hair was pulled back in a shiny bun at the base of her neck.She was wrapped from head to toe in black satin, and at her neck and thick fingers gleamed with many rich opals.

Dumbledore began to applaud, and the classmates clapped along with them. Many stood on tiptoe, trying to see the woman more clearly.

Her face slackened, a graceful smile spread out, and she walked towards Dumbledore with a gleaming hand.Although Dumbledore was also tall, he barely stooped to kiss the hand.

"Dear Madame Maxime," he said, "welcome to Hogwarts."

"Dumbledore," Madame Maxime said in a low voice, "I hope you are well."

"Very well, thank you," said Dumbledore.

"My student," Madame Maxime said, waving her huge hand nonchalantly behind her.

Jacqueline had just been staring at Madame Maxime, only then did she notice that about a dozen male and female students had gotten off the carriage and were standing behind Madame Maxime at this moment.Judging from their appearance, they were all about eighteen or nineteen years old, and they were all trembling slightly.This was not surprising, for their robes seemed to be of fine silk, and neither wore a cloak.Several students covered their heads with scarves or hoods.They all looked up at Hogwarts with wary expressions on their faces.

"Is Karkaroff here?" Madame Maxime asked.

"He will come any moment," said Dumbledore. "Would you rather wait here to meet him, or go in first to warm yourself?"

"Let's keep warm," said Madame Maxime, "but those horses..."

"Our Care of Magical Creatures teacher will be more than happy to take care of them," said Dumbledore. "He'll be back after a little mess, and there's something going on with his, well, other things he's got to look after."

"I hope it's all the snails," said Malfoy, his hands still scarred from the last blast.

"Oh, don't say that," said Pansy, disgusted, "I don't want to imagine those snails running around the field."

"My steeds need, well, people of great strength to take care of them," said Madame Maxime, as if doubting that Hogwarts' Care of Magical Creatures teacher would be up to the job. "They're very temperamental..."

"I assure you, Hagrid is perfectly capable of the job," said Dumbledore with a smile.

"Very well," said Madame Maxime, bowing slightly, "can you tell this Hagrid that these horses only drink single malt whiskey?"

"I'll take care of it," said Dumbledore, also bowing.

"Come," Madame Maxime said solemnly to her students.So the Hogwarts crowd stepped aside to allow her and her students to walk up the stone steps.

They stood there, waiting for the arrival of the Durmstrang delegation, shivering slightly from the cold.Most people looked up at the sky anxiously.For a while there was silence all around, except for the snorting and stamping of Madame Maxime's giant horse.at this time,

"Did you hear anything?" Pansy asked suddenly.

Jacqueline nodded as a loud and strange sound floated toward them from the darkness: a muffled rumbling and sucking sound, like a giant vacuum cleaner moving along a river bed...

"In the lake!" Lee Jordan yelled, pointing to the lake. "Look at that lake!"

Standing on the slope of the lawn overlooking the grounds, they had a clear view of the calm, dark water, but it was suddenly no longer calm.There was a commotion under the water in the middle of the lake, huge splashes were created on the water surface, and the waves crashed against the wet lake shore. Then, right in the middle of the lake surface, a large whirlpool appeared, as if a huge plug was suddenly lifted from the bottom of the lake. pulled out...

A long black pole slowly rose from the whirlpool... Then Jacqueline saw the sail rigging...

"It's a mast!" she said to Pansy.

Slowly, with great grandeur, the great ship rose out of the water, gleaming in the moonlight.It looked eerie, like a skeleton, as if it were the remains of a wreck that had just been salvaged, and the portholes flickered with a dim, misty gleam that looked like ghostly eyes.Finally, with a rumble of splashing water, the big boat came out completely, tossed over the undulating water, and began to head towards the shore of the lake.Moments later, they heard a thud, an iron anchor dropped into the shallow water, and then another thud, a plank on the shore.

The people in the boat were coming ashore, and they were all about the size of Crabbe and Goyle, but as they came closer, along the lawn and into the light from the hall, Jacqueline realized that they were bulky Big because they all wore a kind of fur cloak with matted fur.But the man who led them to the castle wore a different kind of fur: silver and soft and smooth, much like his hair.

"Dumbledore!" the man shouted enthusiastically as he walked up the slope. "How are you, my dear old man?"

"Excellent, thank you, Professor Karkaroff," Dumbledore replied.

Karlov's voice was mellow and sweet.When he stepped into the light from the castle's main entrance, they saw that he was tall and thin like Dumbledore, but his white hair was short and his goatee (tipped in little curls) was not fully covered. Hold his thin chin.He walked up to Dumbledore and shook Dumbledore's hand with both hands.

"Dear old fellow Hogwarts," he said, looking up at the castle, with a smile, his teeth were yellow, and although he smiled on his face, there was no smile in his eyes, which were still cold and sharp, "come on It's good to be here, it's good to be here, Viktor, come here and warm up, don't you mind, Dumbledore? Viktor has a bit of a cold."

Karkaroff motioned for one of his students to step forward.The boy, who caused screams from Hogwarts students as he walked by, had a striking aquiline nose and thick, black eyebrows.

"It's Krum!" Pansy screamed excitedly next to Jacqueline. "He's really here! Can he sleep in our room, Jacqueline?"

"Don't even think about it."

"I really, really, really can't believe it!" Pansy clasped his hands together, clenched them, and then stretched fiercely in the air. At this time, the Hogwarts students were following Durmstrom Behind the delegation, line up the stone steps, "It's Krum, Jacqueline! Viktor Krum!"

"He must be sleeping with people from his school. If he comes to our room, where do you want me to sleep?" Jacqueline said impatiently.Her voice was a little loud, causing some students standing in the foyer to look at her.

"I know someone who is very interested in putting you to sleep." Pansy looked at Hermione, who was walking in front with her ears pricked up like a rabbit, "Yes, Miss 'Know It All'!" Pansy shouted loudly.Hermione's ears turned red, and she looked down, pretending to be interested in her wand.

"How could I go to the Gryffindor lounge." Jacqueline said angrily.They crossed the foyer again, where there was already a long line, mainly a large group of sixth grade girls watching Krum.Lee Jordan, the commentator for their Quidditch match, was jumping up and down on tiptoe, trying to get a better view of Krum's back.A lot of girls were talking in low voices, while frantically rummaging through their pockets for something.

"Oh, I can't believe I don't have a quill with me."

"You mean he'll sign my hat with lipstick?"

"Unreasonable." Jacqueline shook her head, and Hermione, who was walking in front of them, said something arrogantly, and walked past those girls with her head held high.

They walked over to the Slytherin table and sat down, Pansy making a point of sitting on the side facing the door where Krum and his Durmstrang mates were still gathered and seemed unsure whether they should where to sit.Beauxbaton's classmates had already chosen their seats at the Ravenclaw table.After they sat down, they looked around the auditorium with sullen expressions on their faces.Three of the students still had their heads tightly wrapped in scarves and headscarves.

Jacqueline followed their faces and seemed interested in them.

"Be careful." Pansy poked her, and Jacqueline turned her head.

"What's wrong?" she asked curiously.

"Hermione is looking at you." Jacqueline looked up blankly. On the other side of the restaurant, Hermione snorted obviously, and placed her knife and fork next to the plate heavily.

"What happened to her?" Jacqueline asked.

Pansy glared at her, and soon she cried out excitedly, pushing Jacqueline aside, "Come over, go over, hurry up."

Before Jacqueline knew it, Viktor Krum and his Durmstrang schoolmates had taken their seats at the Slytherin table, next to Malfoy and opposite Pansy.Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle were elated.He leaned forward to talk to Krum.

"Glad to meet you." Malfoy said excitedly, "Your performance in the World Cup was fantastic."

"Jacqueline, give me your quill!" Pansy whispered to Jacqueline, trying to reach into Jacqueline's pocket.

"Ah," Jacqueline hurriedly stepped aside, and passed the portable quill from her pocket, "What are you doing?"

Pansy didn't speak, and she didn't need it. She took the hat off her head, blushed, and handed over Jacqueline's quill together.

Krum was stunned for a moment, then signed his name on Pansy's hat in surprise and joy.

"I must keep this hat." Pansy hugged the hat tightly in her arms, with a happy expression on her face, "It is firmly locked in my box."

"Yes, yes." Jacqueline took back her pen and continued to look at Beauxbaton's students sitting in Ravenclaw, "Maybe it will be worth a lot in the future."

Durmstrang's fellow students all sat up now, taking off their student fur cloaks and looking up with interest at the dark, star-studded ceiling.Two of the students also picked up the golden plates and goblets and held them carefully, obviously very interested.

Over there at the staff table, Filch the Janitor was adding some chairs.For today's grand occasion, he put on the musty old tuxedo.He added four chairs, two on either side of Dumbledore.

After all the students had entered the auditorium and took their seats at their respective house tables, the staff came in and they filed over to the guest seats and took their seats.The last ones were Professor Dumbledore, Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxime.The Beauxbatons rose to their feet as soon as they saw their Headmaster appear.Several Hogwarts students couldn't help laughing.But the representatives of Beauxbatons did not look embarrassed at all, and they did not sit down again until Madame Maxime sat down to Dumbledore's left.Dumbledore remained standing, and the auditorium gradually fell silent.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and, especially, honored guests," said Dumbledore, looking at the foreign students with a smile, "it is with great joy that I welcome you to Honolulu." Gwartz. I hope and trust that you will be comfortable and happy here."

A Beauxbatons girl still wrapped her head tightly in a scarf gave a sneer that was no doubt sarcastic.

"She can get out of here if she doesn't like it," said Jacqueline, annoyed by the girl. "We're not interested in confessing you."

"The Tournament will officially begin at the end of the banquet." Dumbledore said, "I invite everyone to eat and drink as much as you want at home! Before that," he waved his wand in the air, a The long golden ribbon twisted and coiled like a snake above the high dining table to form lines of words. "I invite all Hogwarts students to stand up, and all our staff, to sing with us, the Hogwarts school song."

Then all the teachers and students sang loudly:

Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, teach us that whether we are old men with a bald head or children with a broken knee, our minds can hold some interesting things.

Because now our minds are empty, full of air, dead flies and trivial things, teach us some valuable knowledge, give us back what we have forgotten, you just do your best, leave the rest to us, we will study hard, until it turns into dung.

"He's crazy." Pansy said secretly, "I thought this school song was only used at the beginning of school."

"Do you think our principal won't fight back after being shown off by others?" Jacqueline looked at the girl in Beauxbatons, and she looked like someone put a lump of vomit on her now. Same under the nose.

"Music." Dumbledore wiped his eyes, "Enjoy dinner, everyone!"

He sat down, and Jacqueline saw Karkaroff immediately leaned forward and talked to him.

The plates in front of them were again piled high with food as usual.The house-elves in the kitchen seem to be pulling out all the stops.Pansy had never seen such a sumptuous array of dishes before them, some of which must have been foreign.

"What's that?" Pansy asked, pointing to what looked like a seafood hodgepodge next to a large steak and kidney pudding.

"Bouillabaisse," said Jacqueline. "This is French food. I ate it during the summer vacation the year before last, and it tasted okay." Jacqueline took a bowl and tasted it. "It's not as good as Harris's."

"Aren't you afraid that the house-elves and their defenders, Miss Granger, will settle accounts with you?" Pansy said, looking at Krum.

"Unless you're going to take Krum's looks for food, I advise you to get something to eat."

For some reason, the Great Hall seemed more crowded than usual, although there were no more than twenty students, which was hardly a matter of course because their different colored uniforms stood out against the black Hogwarts robes.Durmstrang's student sheds his fur cloak to reveal a blood-red robe underneath.

Twenty minutes after the banquet began, Hagrid slipped into the Great Hall through a door behind the staff desks.He took his seat at the end of the table, raised a heavily bandaged hand, and waved at Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"That looks like it was bitten by a snail," Jacqueline said, smacking her lips. "Do they really like meat?"

At this time, the Beauxbaton girl who laughed when Dumbledore spoke just now stood up and walked to the Gryffindor table, as if she was asking Ron something.She finally took off the scarf.A long cascade of silvery hair fell to her waist.She has a pair of big blue eyes and a mouthful of white and neat teeth.

As the girl walked through the auditorium, many boys turned their heads to look at her, and several of them seemed to have lost their voices for a moment, just like Ron.

"It's interesting." Jacqueline tilted her head and looked at her. "She's pretty, isn't she?"

Pansy stomped on Jacqueline's foot, she let out a cry of pain, and reached out to touch her own foot.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked, frowning.

"You'd better keep your eyes back," Pansy said viciously. "She's just a pretty girl."

"I'm suspecting that she has Veela bloodlines." Jacqueline said dissatisfiedly, "I haven't seen a Veela so close, not even a person with Veela bloodlines."

"Could it be that you want to go and study?" Pansy sarcastically, Hermione stared at them without turning her eyes.

"Yes," Jacqueline nodded, "If possible, I really hope she can come to our room."

"Then I can guarantee that within a day you will be dead."

"I don't think Veela is that aggressive," Jacqueline said.

At this time, there was a commotion in the dining room. They looked up at the teacher's table. Ludo Bagman was sitting on the other side of Professor Karkaroff, and Mr. Crouch, Percy's immediate boss, was sitting at Mrs. Maxim. next to.

"Aren't those two people from the Department of Sports and International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic? What are they doing here?" Pansy said in surprise.

"I guess they organized the Triwizard Tournament." Jacquiline said, "Before the World Cup, Ludo said that there are some things to look forward to, right here at Hogwarts. Now that I think about it, it should refer to the Triwizard Tournament." It’s time for the Tournament. I guess they want to witness the opening ceremony of the Tournament with their own eyes, or to ensure their safety at the end.”

When the second course came, they noticed that there were many sweets that they had never seen before.Jacqueline served it carefully. It was a strange, blanched blancmange. She scooped up a bowl. It was sweet and cold, very suitable for dessert after dinner, but for those Beauxbaton's It might be a bit cold for students.

When the golden plates were being scrubbed again, Dumbledore stood up again.A mixture of excitement and tension seemed to pervade the auditorium.Many people leaned forward, staring at Dumbledore with great concentration.

"The hour has come at last," said Dumbledore, smiling into a drawn face. "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. I would like to explain a few words before bringing in the box."

"Bring what in?" Jacqueline asked softly.

Pansy shrugged.

"I want to explain our program of activities for this school year. But first, please allow me to introduce two guests, because there are still people who don't know them. This is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of the International Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic," said the auditorium Scattered applause rang out, "This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic."

The applause was much louder for Bagman than for Mr. Crouch, perhaps because of his minor fame as a hitter, or simply because he was much more genial in appearance.He waved his hand cheerfully in thanks.When the name of Barty Crouch was introduced just now, Crouch neither smiled nor waved. He just looked at the empty table in front of him, as if distracted.Jacqueline thought of his spotless suit and ties at the Quidditch World Cup, and felt that he looked a little weird in wizard robes at the moment.Compared with Dumbledore's long white hair and beard, his short toothbrush mustache and unruly parted hair look very awkward.

"Mr Bagman and Mr Crouch have worked tirelessly over the past few months to arrange the Triwizard Tournament," continued Dumbledore, "and they will join me, Professor Karkaroff and Mark Mrs. Sim, together, form the 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