HP meets at Hogwarts

Saturday night, Halloween party.Everyone in the castle walked happily on the way to the auditorium. Apart from attending the banquet, the more important thing was to participate in the announcement ceremony of the school's warriors. People from every school had signed up to participate, so every school was talking about their own Those who sign up for the Academy will not be selected as Warriors.

Not long after Ann and Fanny sat down, they saw Hagrid and Mrs. Maxime, the principal of Beauxbatons, enter the auditorium. They were about the same height and had a good chat.

Ann noticed that Hagrid was in the shaggy brown suit with a yellow and orange checked tie.It had been his best suit of clothing when he went to Buckbeak's trial.

"Hey! Ann, look at Hagrid!" said Fanny, in a tone of interest.

"Aha, I see...they are a good match, aren't they?" Ann said jokingly.

Fanny nodded in agreement, "No one is more suitable than them..."

In the auditorium illuminated by candlelight, a large group of live bats flew around the enchanted ceiling, and at the same time, there were hundreds of little people carved from pumpkins making noise in every corner, and the atmosphere of Halloween was very strong.

When it's time to eat, Ann immersed herself in communicating with the food, but the others were not in such a good mood.

People in the auditorium kept looking up, with anxious expressions on every face.Everyone fidgeted, stood up from time to time to see if Dumbledore had finished eating, and they all wanted to know who was going to be chosen as a champion for their school in the honorable battle.

Finally, the golden plate returned to its original spotless state, and the voice in the auditorium suddenly increased a lot.Immediately, Dumbledore stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became silent again.Karkaroff and Madame Maxime on both sides of Dumbledore looked as nervous and expectant as everyone else.Bagman and Aaron were all smiles, winking at the students from the various schools.Mr. Crouch, on the other hand, looked uninterested, almost bored.

"Well, the Goblet is about to make its decision," said Dumbledore. "I reckon it will take another minute. Listen, when the names of the champions are announced, I want them to walk to the top of the hall and walk along the staff The desk goes over into the adjoining room—" He pointed to the door behind the instructor's desk, "—they'll get their initial instructions there."

Ann knew that room, the one where Aaron had talked to her last time.

Dumbledore drew out his wand, and gave it a great flick.Immediately, except for those candles in the jack-o-lantern, all the other candles were extinguished, and the auditorium suddenly fell into a semi-dark state.The Goblet of Fire now emitted a dazzling light, brighter than anything else in the entire auditorium, and the blue-white flames bursting out with sparks were almost dazzling.Everyone is watching, waiting...

The flames in the goblet suddenly turned red again, and the crackling sparks spattered.Then, a tongue of flame shot into the air, and from it flew a piece of charred parchment—all the people in the auditorium held their breaths.

Dumbledore caught the parchment and held it far away so that he could read the writing on it by the light of the flames.The flame then returned to blue-white again.

"The champion of Durmstrang," he said in clear force, "is Viktorkrum."

Immediately, applause and cheers swept the auditorium, and many boys and girls screamed.Viktor Krum got up from the Slytherin table and walked towards Dumbledore.He turned to the right, walked along the staff desk, and entered the next room through the door.

"Fantastic, Viktor!" Karkaroff roared like a bell, and despite the loud applause in the auditorium, everyone could hear his voice, "I know you're destined to be a warrior!"

The applause and conversation gradually subsided.Everyone's attention was now on the goblet again, and after a few seconds the flames turned red again.The second parchment leaped out of the cup, propelled by the flames.

"The champion of Beauxbatons," said Dumbledore, "is Fleur Delacour!"

"Oh, Ann, it's the Veela person you mentioned..." Fanny said while applauding, and An Ying nodded in agreement.

The Veela-like girl stood up gracefully, flicked her shiny silver hair, and walked lightly between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables.

When Fleur Delacour also entered the next room, the auditorium fell silent again, this time with a strong excitement that could be tasted.Now it's the turn of the Hogwarts warriors...

At this moment, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, sparks splattered, and the tongue of fire soared high into the air, and Dumbledore drew a third parchment from the tip of the tongue.

"Hero of Hogwarts," he cried, "is Cedric Diggory!"

Fanny clapped harder than the previous two times, and she said loudly to Ann, "Cedric is indeed a very good person..."

And amidst the deafening cheers from Hufflepuff College, Ann didn't intend to speak at the top of her voice, but nodded vigorously.

Cedric walked past the Hufflepuff students, smiling broadly, towards the room behind the staff desks.The applause for Cedric in the Great Hall went on for a long time before Dumbledore silenced everyone and listened to him.

"Great!" exclaimed Dumbledore cheerfully when the noise finally died down, "well, now our three champions have been chosen. I know I can count on all of you, including Beauxbatons and The rest of Durmstrang's classmates, you will definitely give your all to support your warriors. You will also make a great contribution to this event by cheering on the warriors—"

But Dumbledore stopped abruptly, and everyone could see what caught his attention.

The flame in the goblet turned red again.The sparks crackled and sputtered.A long tongue of flame suddenly jumped into the air, and a piece of parchment was held on it.

Dumbledore seemed to subconsciously stretch out a slender hand and grab the parchment.He held it far away, staring at the name written on it.There was a long silence, Dumbledore stared at the note in his hand, and everyone in the auditorium stared at Dumbledore.Then, Dumbledore cleared his throat and read aloud—

"Harry Potter."

For a moment, the entire auditorium was silent, and almost everyone turned their heads to look at Harry.Then it seemed like a buzzing sound descended into the auditorium, every student in the auditorium was talking quietly, some students even stood up, just to get a better view of Harry, and Harry sat stiffly in his seat, just Like a frozen statue.

"What's the matter? Ann? Didn't Dumbledore set an age limit? Even Fred and George didn't put their names in it? How did Harry do it?" Fanny asked several questions in quick succession. question.

"Fanny, if someone throws his name into the Goblet of Fire, what will his mood and expression be?" An asked calmly.

"That's sure to cheer, he's done what no one else has, and that's the line Dumbledore set himself!" said Fanny, and then, as if suddenly realizing, "Ann, you mean someone put Harry's name was voted in? And Harry didn't know?"

Ann shrugged, and glanced at the people who were discussing at the guest table, "I didn't say that, you guessed it yourself..."

Fanny ignored Ann's words, and she continued to ask, "But why is that? If someone does such a thing, what is he doing for it? To make Hogwarts more likely to win? Hogwarts has two The chances of winning will increase if you participate in the competition, but why did he choose Harry? Harry is only in the fourth grade, he can choose a seventh-grade student? And the Triwizard Tournament is so dangerous? How can a fourth-grade student handle it? What about three projects that are so dangerous?"

Ann shook her head.

At this time, it seemed that the people at the guest table had already discussed it.At the guest table, Professor Dumbledore straightened up and nodded towards Professor McGonagall.

"Harry Potter!" he shouted again. "Harry! Please come here!"

Harry stood up, and he walked down the aisle between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables to the guest table.Almost all the students' eyes were on him along the way.Then Dumbledore whispered in Harry's ear, "Go into that door, Harry." Harry went through the door and disappeared.

The discussion in the auditorium immediately became louder without restraint.Countless people are angrily cursing, such words as mean, cheating, lying, how to do it.Among them, the anger of Hufflepuff College is the strongest. It should have been the exclusive honor of this Triwizard Tournament for their college.Some people at the Gryffindor table were very excited. They all cheered that Harry had cheated Dumbledore's age limit, and Fred and George cheered the loudest.

"Okay!" Dumbledore said loudly, and the smile that always hung on his face disappeared, "Students, go back to the dormitory." With a wave of his wand, the door of the auditorium opened suddenly.

The students left the auditorium discussing one after another.

The next day, Sunday noon.

"Four warriors, there will be four warriors this time, I thought they wouldn't let Harry participate..." Fanny sighed at least twice to Ann before eating.

"Isn't the regulation of the competition just like this? The name of the warrior comes out of the Goblet of Fire, and the warrior must participate in the competition. You must know that the Goblet of Fire is a very powerful magic item, and the Triwizard Tournament is not only a competition, but also A magic contract, each school has signed a relevant agreement on the high-level magic item of the Goblet of Fire. Therefore, whether it is from the perspective of the Ministry of Magic or the magic contract of the wizarding world, Harry must participate " An Tuo said flatly with his chin in his hands, staring at his watch and waiting for dinner in 2 minutes.

"But how on earth did Harry put his name in there?"

Ann glanced at Fanny.Fanny added, "Or, how did someone put Harry's note in there? You have to cheat Dumbledore's age limit, and the Goblet of Fire, because every school There can only be one warrior?"

"Who knows..." Ann said indifferently.

The empty golden plate on the long table was suddenly filled with food, An Daxie, and started serving the food plate nearby.

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