The Son of Light of the Snake House

Halloween dinners come fast.

About two days have passed, and the students who were able to throw their names into the Goblet of Fire have already lost their names, and if they can't, they have seen enough excitement and guessed the final warrior.

So, today is the time to announce the three Triwizard Tournament champions.

Durmstrang's delegation was walking from the lake to the castle.Viktor Krum and Karkaroff walked in front side by side, and the other Durmstrang students followed sparsely behind.

When they entered the candlelit auditorium, it was nearly full.The Goblet of Fire has been moved.It now stood in front of Dumbledore's empty chair on the staff table.

"What are you eating?" When the golden dinner plate was covered with delicious food, a small head popped out of the collar of Daniel's robe.

"Shh." Daniel stretched out a finger, and pushed Coco back.He looked around to make sure that everyone else was focusing on Blaise, who was analyzing the Hogwarts warrior candidates, before he stuck a small piece of ham with a fork and moved towards it.

"We have an appointment, you can't talk casually, and you can't run casually." Daniel warned it: "It was your strong request to come and join in the fun."

"Of course!" Coco gulps down the fragrant ham slices with mouth full of oil, "I just look at it, and don't make a sound—or just a little bit." It stretched out the tip of its tail and gestured to Daniel Your own "little bit".

"That would be the best." Daniel patted its head before continuing to eat his meal.

But others were not so calm. People in the auditorium kept looking up, with anxious expressions on every face.Everyone fidgeted and stood up from time to time to see if Dumbledore had finished eating. It would be nice if we could quickly find out who was chosen as a warrior.

Finally, the golden plate returned to its original spotless state, and the voices in the auditorium suddenly increased a lot.Immediately, Dumbledore stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became silent again.Karkaroff and Madame Maxime on either side of Dumbledore looked as nervous and expectant as everyone else.Ludo Bagman was smiling and winking at the students of the various schools, while Mr. Crouch 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."

Eye-catching blue-white flames radiated from the Goblet of Fire, and as time passed, the color of the flames gradually turned red, like flowing magma.

Crackling sparks burst out from inside.Then, a tongue of flame shot into the air, and a piece of charred parchment flew out from it, and everyone in the auditorium held their breath.

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.

"Durmstrong's champion," he said in a clear and forceful tone, "is Victor Krum."

Applause and cheers swept the entire auditorium.Viktor Krum stood up from the Slytherin table under the excited eyes of everyone, looked around 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!"

A few seconds later, the flames in the Goblet of Fire turned red again.Pushed by the flames, the second piece of parchment jumped out of the cup.

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

The beautiful girl with silver hair similar to Daniel's walked lightly between the tables of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, and also got into the small room that only successful people could enter. Sparton's other two girls who were not chosen burst into tears, buried their heads in their arms, and wept bitterly.

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!"

The cheers from the nearby Hufflepuff table were deafening.Every Hufflepuff was jumping up and down, screaming and stomping, and Cedric walked past them, grinning brightly, towards the room behind the staff desk.

The applause for Cedric lasted 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 flames in the goblet turned red again.Sparks crackled and splashed out.A long tongue of flame suddenly jumped into the air, and a strange-looking piece of parchment was lifted out of it.

It looked as if a crumpled piece of paper had been pasted on the back of another.

Dumbledore stretched out a slender hand as if subconsciously, and grabbed the parchment.He held it far away and kept pushing his glasses with his hands.It seemed that this was also one of the scenes that he hadn't expected.

Dumbledore's first attempt to separate the sticky ball of paper from the other failed, but failed - it was tight, but he tore a little at the edge, exposing the ink-soaked paper inside. Inside, it is hard to see.

So Dumbledore turned to the good one, and he stared at the note in his hand, and everyone in the Great Hall stared at Dumbledore.Then Dumbledore cleared his throat and read aloud—

"Harry Potter."

The author has something to say:

It's all Barty Jr.'s doing!

Everyone must drink plenty of hot water, don't follow me to drink cold water and eat smoothies every day... Dysmenorrhea will kill you.