[HP]Blue Soul

After returning with a full stomach, there was already a Goblet of Fire in the center of the hall, placed on the triangular stool where the Sorting Hat was usually placed.In the blue-white light of the flames, a faint line of gold, ten feet long on each side, could be seen enclosing the cup.

There was no one around, only torches flickering orange on the walls.Qiubai looked around, then cast a Disillusionment Charm, and found a place on the marble steps to sit down.

"Lottie..."

Severus' low voice came from the air to the left of Qiubai, Qiubai reached out and scratched in the air, and sure enough, she caught Severus's robe, and she groped slowly to grab Severus' hand .After Severus stretched out his hand and interlocked his fingers, Qiubai heard a soft sigh.

A transparent hand gently brushed her cheek, her hair, and finally stopped on her neck.There was nothing in front of her eyes, but Qiubai felt a hot breath, and something soft was printed on her lips.Qiubai could only hold Severus' hand tightly and accept this unusual kiss.

As Severus retreated, the cold air gradually lingered on her lips, making her feel a little lost.She raised her fingers and placed ten sound-proof spells around her before she said, "Because no one can see you, why are you so enthusiastic?"

"I just accepted your invitation," Severus said.

Qiubai leaned to the left, tilting his head against Severus' shoulder, and he adjusted his posture so that Qiubai was more comfortable.

"This sound-proof spell not only cuts off our voices, but also cuts off external sounds, are you going to rely on your eyes alone?" Severus' voice always easily intoxicated Qiubai in the night.

"Then we can't talk." Qiubai played with Severus' fingers, "Dumbledore's line is not only an age line, but also an anti-Disillusionment line, unless he uses an invisibility cloak? No, I'm going to have to put a reminder spell on it so nothing goes wrong."

The Reminder Charm was created by Severus when he was studying. He used this spell in his room and outside the potion room. Whenever anyone approached, a bell would ring in his ear.

Qiubai got up and walked to the side of the golden thread, and set a reminder spell according to the range of the golden thread.Then she sat back to the original position, touched her side with her hand, then leaned back, and her hand stretched out consciously for Severus to hold.

"I suddenly thought of a question." Qiu Bai rubbed his forehead and said.

"What?" Severus asked.

"If it's really Moody, will his magic eyes see through our disguise?" Qiubai said.

"Add a protective spell. If it's not the real Moody, he's not so proficient in using the magic eye, and it's impossible to see through us after a few layers." Severus suggested.

"It makes sense." Qiubai raised his fingers and placed two layers of protective spells around him before letting out a sigh of relief. "Okay, so even if I accidentally fall asleep, I can be woken up by the bell." Qiubai said with satisfaction.

"I'm here." Severus squeezed Qiubai's hand, "I'll wake you up when you fall asleep."

"It's good to have you..." Qiu Bai's heart was full of sweetness.

It was a bit cold at night, but Qiubai felt warm all over his body, because Severus had never broken the warming charm.She went from leaning on her arms to leaning against Severus.Trying hard, Qiubai couldn't help but fell asleep at around 3:[-] in the morning.

Before sleeping for a long time, a loud bell sounded in his ear, Qiubai was sitting up, and there was a warm breath spraying in Qiubai's ear, it was Severus' voice: "Here we are, right there. "

Qiubai rubbed his misty eyes, it was Moody who was standing beside the Goblet of Fire, he threw a note into the Goblet of Fire, the blue-white flame turned red and burst out sparks.Under the firelight, his smile looked like a torn wound, and it looked very scary.

"The case has been solved," Qiu Bai said.

After Moody left, Qiubai took Severus to the cellar, and they appeared just as they went down the stairs.Qiubai's footsteps were unsteady, her sleepiness was overwhelmed, and after digesting the fact that Moody was fake, her messy mind no longer had the energy to think about other things.

Skillfully reading the password, he opened the door of Severus' office, strode to the bed, and fell headlong on the bed.Before she lost consciousness, a word flashed in her heart: Fortunately, tomorrow is Saturday.

Severus looked at the person who was already asleep, so he had no choice but to help her take off her clothes and shoes, stuffed them under the quilt, and then he took off his clothes and hugged her and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, it was already afternoon.Qiubai stretched out his arms and danced in the sky, the green time was displayed in the air, Qiubai looked at the time, then shrank back into Severus' arms, "It's afternoon, Sever..."

"It's time to find Dumbledore." Severus ruffled Chomber's hair and kissed the tip of her nose.

After going out for an hour, Severus went to observe Moody's situation in the dark, and Qiubai went to find Dumbledore alone.Dumbledore was not in the office, only Fawkes was standing on a perch, preening his feathers with his beak.

Qiubai said hello to Fox, and was ready to wait for Dumbledore in the office.While she was bored, she looked at the portraits on the wall, and the wizards inside were sleeping again, unlike the lively portraits in the corridors of Hogwarts, they were sleeping every time Qiubai came.

On the shelf behind the big desk was the tattered, crumpled sorting hat.Qiubai was a little curious, she moved to the side of the sorting hat, picked it up and put it on her head.The hat was big enough to cover her eyes, and Qiubai stared at the black lining of the hat.

A small voice said in the ear: "Oh, your age is not right, I don't even think you were born? Little girl, why are you wearing me at this time."

"If it were me, which college would you like to assign me to?" Qiu Bai said.

"If it were you, it would be very difficult. I can't place you properly, there is a barrier blocking me. I can't see your thoughts and wishes, and I can't analyze your character and quality. Where do you want to go? Where's the house?" said the Sorting Hat.

"Slytherin, I want to go to Slytherin, so I can stay with Severus. Because I didn't study here, I missed a lot of time." Qiubai sighed, " Thank you, the Sorting Hat."

"I didn't do anything, little girl," said the Sorting Hat.

Qiubai took off the hat and put it back on the shelf.Dumbledore hadn't come back yet, so she carried Fox to the sofa chair in the corner, stroked its fiery red feathers, and talked to it about the dragon of China.

Finally, Dumbledore came back, and he was not surprised that Qiubai was in his office, drawing out his wand and bringing Qiubai a cup of unsweetened lemon tea.He grabbed a struggling candy and threw it into his mouth, and asked Qiubai: "I'm sorry, I went to the medical wing to see the students who tried to mix in with increasing and decreasing agents. Did you catch it?"

"As we guessed." Qiubai took a sip of lemon tea, "He is very confident, without any pretense, and used Moody's identity to throw Harry's name in. How can he guarantee that Harry will be selected?"

"As long as he tricks the Goblet of Fire into having a fourth school, he can only choose Harry." Dumbledore said, "Are you ready? Keep an eye on Moody to see what he's going to do..."

"Of course." Qiubai stood up, "this time the tea is very much to my liking, I hope you continue next time. I'll go first, Dumbledore, today Harry's note, you have to act well A bit like it."

Qiubai winked at Dumbledore, then left.Qiubai will soon know how Dumbledore's acting skills are.This day also happened to be Halloween, and the atmosphere of the Triwizard Tournament diluted the atmosphere of Halloween. This day was originally a memorable day.

The auditorium was dressed up for Halloween, with a swarm of live bats flying around the enchanted ceiling, while hundreds of little figures carved from pumpkins squinted at everyone from every corner.

The students were very anxious, kept looking up, stood up from time to time to see if Dumbledore had finished eating, and wanted to know who was chosen as the champion.When an incomparably rich but tasteless dinner disappeared on the golden dinner plate, the auditorium became lively, and when Dumbledore stood up, the auditorium was suddenly silent again.

"Well, the Goblet is about to make a decision," said Dumbledore, with the Goblet now standing in front of Dumbledore's empty chair at the teacher's bench. "I reckon it will take another minute. Listen, brave man." After the names are announced, I want them to go to the top of the auditorium, walk along the teacher's bench, and enter the next room—” He pointed to the door behind the teacher's bench, “—where they will get initial guidance."

He took out his wand and gave it a wide swing.Immediately, except for those candles in the jack-o-lantern, the rest of the candles were extinguished, and the auditorium suddenly fell into a state of semi-darkness.The Goblet of Fire was shining brightly now, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue-and-white flames of sparks were dazzling.Everyone was watching, waiting... Several people kept looking at their watches...

The way of announcing the warriors is very interesting. The flame in the goblet will turn red, and as the tongue of fire bursts out, burnt parchment will fly out along with it.The first is the champion of Durmstrang, the much-anticipated Viktor Krum; the second is the champion of Beauxbatons, Fleur Draco, the descendant of Veela who reminds Qiubai of his mother and uncle. and the third was Cedric Diggory, a Hogwarts champion and Edward's ancestor.

Of course, there was a fourth, and there were four people present who knew there would be a fourth, but Dumbledore acted naturally, and loudly said cheerfully, "Well, now our three warriors have been chosen. I know I can count on all of you, including Beauxbatons and the rest of Durmstrang, to give your all to support your warriors. By rooting for the warriors, you will do a lot for this event Great contribution—”

Dumbledore stopped talking suddenly, something caught his attention, the flame in the goblet turned red again, and sparks sputtered out.A long tongue of flame suddenly jumped into the air, and another piece of parchment was lifted out of it.

Dumbledore stretched out a slender hand as if subconsciously, and grabbed the parchment.He held it far away, staring at the name written on it.There was a long silence, Dumbledore staring at the note in his hand, everyone in the Great Hall staring at Dumbledore.Then Dumbledore cleared his throat and read aloud - "Harry Potter."

Everyone was stunned, including Harry, and the other students looked at Harry in astonishment.Like a drop of water falling into a frying pan, a hum began to fill the auditorium.Some students even stood up to get a better view of Harry, who sat frozen in his seat, as if frozen.

Professor McGonagall stood up at the guest table, walked quickly past Ludo Bagman and Karkaroff, and whispered eagerly in Professor Dumbledore's ear, Dumbledore listened attentively, frowning slightly frown.Dumbledore straightened up and nodded to Professor McGonagall. "Harry Potter!" he cried again, "Harry! Come up here, please!"

Harry stood up, stepping on the hem of his robes and tripping slightly.He looked a little dazed, and Qiubai looked anxiously. She had to find a time to enlighten Harry as soon as possible.

When he came up to Dumbledore, Dumbledore said gravely, "Well... go through that door, Harry."

When Harry disappeared by the door, a pot exploded in the auditorium, and Ludo Bagman followed. "Quiet!" Dumbledore used another amplifying spell, "Quiet!" The auditorium finally stopped, "The warrior has been selected, and the other students can go back to rest first, prefects, get moving!"

After speaking, Dumbledore and the principals of the other two schools walked in, while Qiubai and Severus followed Professor McGonagall into the next room.

"Madame Maxime!" Fleur strode towards her principal, "They said that this little boy also wants to participate in the competition!"

Madame Maxime straightened her burly figure.Her handsome head touched the chandelier full of candles, and her huge breasts in black satin heaved violently. "What the hell does that mean, Dumbledore?" she said haughtily.

"I'd like to know that too, Dumbledore," said Karkaroff, with a icy smile on his face and blue eyes as cold as ice cubes, "there are two warriors at Hogwarts? I don't recall being told that the host school could have two warriors—didn't I read those rules carefully enough?" He gave a short, harsh laugh.

"It's impossible," said Madame Maxime, her large hand with many ornate opals on Fleur's shoulder. "It's very unfair that Hogwarts can't have two warriors."

"It is our impression that your age line excludes underage competitors, Dumbledore," said Karkaroff, still with the icy smile on his face, and the chill in his eyes deepened. "Otherwise, we will surely bring in more candidates from our school as well."

Qiubai was looking around for Moody's location. He hid in a corner and listened gloomyly to the questioning of the two headmasters to Dumbledore.The elongated corner of his mouth makes him look like a poisonous snake about to open its mouth?

Dumbledore looked down at Harry and asked calmly, "Have you cast your name into the Goblet of Fire, Harry?"

"No," said Harry.

"Have you asked any of your older classmates to help you put your name into the Goblet of Fire?" Dumbledore continued.

"No." Harry said excitedly.

"Oh, he must be lying!" exclaimed Madame Maxime.

"There's no way he could have crossed that age line," snapped Professor McGonagall, "and I'm sure we all agree on that—"

"Dumbledore's line must be wrong," Madame Maxime said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Of course it's possible," said Dumbledore politely.

"Dumbledore, you know you're not mistaken!" said Professor McGonagall indignantly. "How absurd it is! Harry himself could not have crossed that line, and as Professor Dumbledore believed. , Harry didn't persuade the seniors to do it for him, and I think others should believe that too!"

"Mr. Crouch...Mr. Bagman," Karkaroff said, his voice becoming oily again, "you two are our - er - objective referees. You must also think that this matter is Very inappropriate, isn't it?"

Bagman wiped his round baby face with his handkerchief and looked at Mr. Crouch momentarily.Mr. Crouch stood outside the light circle of the fire, his face half hidden in shadow.

There was a very discordant feeling in Qiubai's heart, this Crouch was like a manipulative skeleton, it looked blunt and weird, but his voice was the same as before, "We must abide by the regulations, and the regulations clearly It is stipulated that anyone whose name comes out of the Goblet of Fire must participate in the competition of the Triwizard Tournament."

Qiubai's eyes touched Severus's, and for a moment, Qiubai understood the reason for Crouch, he was used the Imperius Curse again, and as for the person who used it... Qiubai glanced secretly " Moody," he remained in the shadows, waiting quietly.

"Hey, Barty has memorized the regulations by heart," Bagman said, with a smile on his face, looking back at Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxim, as if things had been settled satisfactorily.

"I insist that my other students re-register." Karkaroff's smile disappeared, and the expression on his face was extremely ugly, "You have to put the Goblet of Fire back out, and we have to keep adding names to it until every Two champions from one school. That's only fair, Dumbledore."

"But Karkaroff, I'm afraid it won't work," Bagman said. "The Goblet of Fire has just gone out--won't be rekindled until the next Tournament--"

"—During the next tournament, Durmstrang will never participate!" Karkaroff was furious, "We held so many meetings, and after so many negotiations and negotiations, I didn't expect such a thing to happen again. I just want to leave now!"

"Threats of bluff, Karkaroff!" growled a voice in the corner, "You cannot leave your warrior now. He must play. They must all play. As Dumbledore said, it is subject to Bound by a magical contract. It works in your favor, doesn't it?"

"Moody" couldn't hold back at last, and he limped towards the fire, making a loud thump, thump, thump every time his right foot landed.His show begins...

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