HP meets at Hogwarts

As Ann and Fanny walked up the steps leading to the Great Hall, Ann heard the din of voices all around them talking almost exclusively of Krum.

"Ann, who is he?" Fanny didn't go to the World Cup, so she didn't know Krum's situation.

"His name is Viktor Krum, the World Cup Seeker for Bulgaria..."

Fanny covered her mouth in surprise, "? Such a young World Cup player? No wonder."

When Ann and Fanny came into the hall, the sixth-form girls ahead of them were frantically rummaging in their pockets for something—

"Oh, I can't believe I didn't have a quill on me at all—"

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

"The groupies in the wizarding world are crazy too..." Ann muttered in a low voice after passing by a few quarreling girls.Fanny's ears were full of buzzing noises, so she never heard Ann mutter something.

When Ann and Fanny went to sit down at the Slytherin table, Durmstrang's students were still gathered at the door, and they seemed uncertain where they should sit.And 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.

After only a while, Durmstrang's students chose to sit at the Slytherin table, which was less crowded and half of the table was vacant.

Malfoy hurriedly chased away some lower grade students and sat next to Krum with Gore Crabbe.Durmstrang's classmates looked up with interest at the dark, star-studded ceiling as they took off their students' fur cloaks.Two of the students also picked up the golden plates and goblets and held them carefully, obviously very interested.

"Ann, did you say that their school is in Northern Europe? Otherwise, why would they wear such thick clothes?" Fanny asked Ann looking at Durmstrang's students.

"It should be. The address of Durmstrang's school has always been kept secret, and I don't know the details. But I do know where Beauxbaton's is located." Ann replied.

"I know this. In the south of France, in the Pyrenees, their school has an amazing manor and a beautiful fountain." Fanny said fluently, "My mother told me that she A good friend graduated from Beauxbatons."

"That's great..." Ann said, "Actually, I also learned from Aunt Dinah that Beauxbaton's school is located in the south of France. She has lived in France for more than ten years and is very familiar with the French magic world."

At the staff table high in the auditorium, Filch the Janitor was adding some chairs.For today's grand occasion, he put on the musty old tuxedo.Ann noticed that Filch had filled five chairs in all.

"Strange..." Ann murmured.

"What's strange? Ann?" Fanny followed Ann's gaze and saw that Filch was arranging five chairs.

"Why did Filch have five chairs?" Ann said.She remembered that in the movie of her previous life, there seemed to be only two officials from the Ministry of Magic besides the principals of the two schools.

She knew there was a gap between the original book and the movie, but was the gap that big?One more person?Well, well, the fourth movie Ann only knows about Harry winning the Triwizard Trophy and Voldemort's resurrection and the fake Moody at the end, she doesn't remember the other details, even in the one that was burned In the notebook, the fourth film is the least recorded, and the sixth film is the most recorded. The film of the Half-Blood Prince is also the one in which Dumbledore died.I can't figure it out or I don't want to. Anyway, the protagonist's plot has not changed, so it has no effect.

"I think besides the headmasters of the two schools, they will also entertain some officials from the Ministry of Magic," said Fanny. "After all, this event has contributed a lot to the development of the Ministry of Magic."

Ann nodded in agreement. She knew how busy the two adults in the family were before and after the World Cup.

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 -- distinguished guests," said Dumbledore, smiling at the foreign students, "with great joy I welcome you all. To Hogwarts. I hope and trust that you will be comfortable and happy here."

"The Tournament will officially begin at the end of the banquet," said Dumbledore. "I now invite everyone to eat and drink as much as they like at home!"

He sat down and chatted happily with Karkaroff and Madame Maxime who were sitting next to him.

All the dining tables were filled with things as usual, but there were also many foreign dishes, which were arranged together in a variety of ways.An happily picked up the knife and fork, it will be a sumptuous meal tonight.

At this time, there was a sudden loud discussion on Ravenclaw's dining table, and An puffed his cheeks and chewed the food and turned his head, wanting to see what happened.

A few girls in Beauxbaton School who originally wore scarves took off their scarves. One of them has long silver hair that falls down to her waist, has a good figure, and is smiling and talking to her classmates.

After looking back at what happened, An swallowed the food in his mouth, then turned his head back immediately, and shifted his gaze to the food on the plate.

She didn't notice that Hermione was staring at her after she turned her head, and when she swallowed her food and turned back, Hermione smiled. "Hermione, what are you laughing at?" Harry asked suspiciously. "It's nothing..." Hermione looked at the rostrum, and she felt that An's puffed cheeks looked like a little squirrel eating something.

"Wow, Ann, that Beauxbatons girl is pretty..." said Fanny.

"It's very beautiful, I guess she should have the blood of Veela..." Ann said vaguely.

When Ann was half full, the empty plates on the table disappeared, followed by plates of sweets.Tiramisu, Chocolate Cake, Opera Cake (the famous French dessert has six layers), mousse cake, raspberry cake, Black Forest, Swiss roll, egg pudding, cheese pudding and so on.

Among them, there are some small plates around Ann, and there are small portions of various cakes in different flavors.As expected, the house-elf was still so sweet, and Ann began to move the plate in front of her.

"Ann..." Fanny stopped Ann before she started stuffing sweets into her mouth.

"what's wrong?"

Fanny pointed to one of the three people who walked in from the door of the auditorium, "Your uncle is here..."

"Ah?" An looked at the three people walking towards the rostrum with a confused face, and sure enough, he found Aaron among the three at a glance. Aaron blinked at An in a funny way when he saw An Zai looking at him.

"Why did he come?" Ann muttered while looking at the sweets on his plate.

"Ann, you don't know either?" Fanny glanced at the people on the rostrum again and said, "I see that he came with the director of the Department of Sports and International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic. Visit the opening ceremony of the Triwizard Tournament."

"Anyway, it will be clear later..." Ann started eating pudding indifferently.

When the golden plates were being scrubbed again, Dumbledore stood up again.A mixture of excitement and tension seemed to pervade the auditorium.

"The time has finally come," said Dumbledore, smiling at the sullen faces. "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. I'd like to explain a few words before I bring the box in—"

"I want to explain our program of activities for this school year. But first, please allow me to introduce three 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," Bartick Rauch neither nodded nor smiled, and there was sparse applause in the auditorium.

"This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of Sports at the Ministry of Magic." The applause in the auditorium was louder than Mr. Crouch's, and Ann thought it might be because he was a little famous as a batsman. Maybe it was just because he looked so much more gracious, and he waved his hand cheerfully in thanks.

"This is Aaron Hall, Deputy Director of the Department of Magical Creatures Management and Control of the Ministry of Magic." When Dumbledore introduced Aaron, Aaron stood up from his seat, grinning and waved to everyone, while Greg The headless Nick on the Gryffindor table also waved excitedly to Aaron, and said to the surrounding students, "Hey, this is little Aaron, he graduated from our Gryffindor!"

This time the applause was louder than the previous two, among which the applause on the Gryffindor long table was the most enthusiastic.

"Mr Bagman, Mr Crouch and Mr Hall have worked tirelessly and tirelessly to arrange the Triwizard Tournament over the past few months," Dumbledore continued, "Mr Bagman, Crouch and Mr. Qi will join me, Professor Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxim to form a panel of judges to judge the efforts of the warriors. Mr. Hall will provide relevant support for the project of the Triwizard Tournament."

After a pause, after the discussion stopped, Dumbledore continued, "Mr. Filch, please bring up the box."

No one noticed that Filch had been lurking in a corner of the Great Hall just now, and now he was walking towards Dumbledore, holding a large wooden box inlaid with jewels that looked very old.The students watched in trance and discussed with great interest.

"The Ministry of Magic has carefully reviewed the specific items for this year's Warriors competition," said Dumbledore, as Filch carefully placed the box on the table in front of him. Necessary arrangements. There are three projects, taking place at different times throughout the school year, which will test the warriors in many different ways...their prowess in magic—their guts and their powers of reasoning—of course , and their ability to overcome danger."

Hearing the last sentence, the auditorium became silent, and everyone seemed to stop breathing.

"As you already know, there will be three warriors competing," Dumbledore continued calmly, "representing one participating school. We will rate them according to the quality of each event they complete, and when the three events are over, The Warriors with the most points will win the Trifecta. The Warriors are selected by a fair picker, and it's the Goblet of Fire."

Having said this, Dumbledore drew his wand and tapped three times on the lid of the box.The lid creaked open slowly.Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large, rough-hewn wooden goblet.The cup itself was inconspicuous, but it was full of bluish-white flames throbbing inside.

Dumbledore closed the box and placed the cup on the lid so that everyone in the auditorium could see it clearly.

"Every student who wants to run for a warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," said Dumbledore. Sign up inside. Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the Goblet will select the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools. Tonight, the Goblet will be in the foyer for all All the students have access to it.”

"In order to avoid the temptation of underage students," said Dumbledore, "when the goblet is in the hall, I will draw an age line around it. No one under the age of seventeen can cross this line. boundaries."

"Finally, I would like to remind every student who is going to participate in the campaign to pay attention that this competition is not a child's play, and don't participate rashly. Once the Warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must stick to the game to the end. throwing your name into the cup, in fact, forms a magical contract that must be kept. Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. So please think twice and find out that you really want to participate in the game, Put the name in the glass again. Well, I think it's time for everyone to go to bed. Good night everyone."

The dinner was over, and when An Zai got up and was about to leave, he saw Aaron say a few words to himself from the air, and he could vaguely discern the words that were left behind.

"Fanny, you go back to the dormitory first, it seems that my uncle needs to explain to me why he didn't tell me anything before."

Fanny nodded, followed Pan Xi and the others to the restaurant door.

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