Mentor and Friends

"Wow..." The arrival of the students from Germany and France caused the students to sigh.

Harry looked at them dumbfounded: "You guys are enough, at least be more reserved, have you ever seen a foreigner or such a huge way of traveling?"

The Gryffindor children touched their heads curiously: "Professor, don't laugh at us."

"Okay, you little rascals," Harry patted the head of the child closest to him, and taught with a smile, "No matter what you are thinking now, let me rot in your stomach, otherwise, be careful of me!" Trouble you."

The children who were threatened by the professor curled their lips awkwardly, but there was an unconcealable smile in their eyes.

"Harry, you have such a good relationship with the children." Albus watched the interaction between Harry and the children with a smile on the side.

"It's a lovely bunch of kids," said Harry honestly.

Albus smiled and didn't say anything else, but waited until the professors and students of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons had come over, and stepped forward to welcome them with open arms.

"I was thinking that you should take over Hogwarts," Beauxbatons' headmaster, Ms. Fia Otis, said kindly to Albus. She originally wanted to give him a hug, but at that time Instantly felt a chill.

She trembled in horror, that strange feeling was like someone holding a wand against the back of her neck, and the tip of the wand was condensed with thick magic power, which made her goosebumps tremble all over.

So, what was supposed to be a warm hug turned abruptly into a polite handshake at that moment.

Albus still had that gentle smile, and he politely kissed the back of Otis' hand.

Then, he looked at the guy with a calm expression without any trace, and invited them to go to the hall.

Harry followed behind them with the Gryffindor children, and from time to time, he tapped a child with strange behavior with his right hand. They shrank their heads, and then stuck out their tongues at Harry. Harry had nothing to do with them , had to shake his head and laugh.

And some children in Slytherin watched the interaction between a professor and a group of students with complicated expressions.

Gryffindor students have always been lively and active. From the seventh graders who are about to grow up to the first graders who are still children, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps. As long as they look bad, they can unite the ghosts Turn over the whole of Hogwarts.

No matter which professor became the dean of Gryffindor, there was nothing he could do about this group of children.

Unless they are expelled from school, they will not settle down even if they are locked up for their entire school years.

Even the previous head of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, who was said to be the only head who could control these children for so many years, failed to suppress their restlessness.

But in the month since Harry Evans took office, everyone can see the changes in Gryffindors.

It's not that they don't play pranks anymore, or that they've settled down. Everyone knows that if they try to make a group of Gryffindors settle down, there is only one possibility, and that is something wrong with the Sorting Hat.

It should be said that it is an atmosphere. The atmosphere in Gryffindor seems to have changed a lot compared to before. In the past, people in Gryffindor did some headaches behind the back of the professor, but now... this is probably Is he the only professor at Hogwarts who will discuss pranks with students for so many years?

Many were petrified the first time they saw them discuss their prank ideas with each other.

It's fine if the professor doesn't stop them, but he actually helps them?

Many people found it unbelievable for Harry's move, and more people gradually discovered in the later days that Harry could get closer to the students by doing this, and sometimes, he could even prevent the children from playing pranks. It's not about letting the children do things behind their backs after agreeing on the surface.

It was a teacher-friend relationship, something that few people have been able to achieve over the years.

It should be said that most professors can be an empathetic professor, but few can be regarded as friends by students.

One thing everyone has to admit is that Gryffindor House is really changing slightly.

Harry was messing around with the kids in the team. He looked like a senior student, and people couldn't help but shake their heads watching his actions.

Suddenly Harry stopped and looked back suspiciously.

"What's the matter, Harry?" Ron, who was beside Harry, pushed him.

"I always feel like I feel something." Harry frowned, "Forget it, let's go."

Just now...he seemed to feel resentment, but he shouldn't have offended anyone, how could he feel this way?Harry thought suspiciously.

The person he offended is not in this world, the feeling just now...is really strange.

Harry put the feeling behind him, maybe it was just his illusion?

The students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were scattered in different locations of the four colleges, and the professors from them, except for the two principals——Harry was very concerned about Grindelwald in such a short period of time. He was very surprised to become the headmaster of Durmstrang within a short time, because he remembered that this guy should have been in Godric's Hollow a few days ago--worked with Albus, and the other two professors were sitting Slughorn's side.

Slughorn knows a lot of people, and he has a wide range of contacts. It is not surprising that these two professors know him. Harry and Ron sit on the sidelines as usual. This can be regarded as a habit, and it is easy to hide themselves Unobtrusive, once something happens, it can be seen at a glance from their position.

He was glad that the Gryffindor children listened to his words, and at least they were seated until now. Looking from his side, the few foreign students sitting on the Gryffindor side did not show any dissatisfaction.

Slughorn was touting his latest grades and what updates he had gotten after getting in touch with his students, and what other grades his students had achieved that caught the attention of the Ministry of Magic.

He was implying that he was likely to be the advisor of Hogwarts Warriors.

All professors can hear this.

The students may still be guessing who will win the Warriors spot, but for the professors, the spot has already come to fruition.

Maybe after Chales graduated, only Moody in Gryffindor is qualified to compete with Tom for this spot, but the professors all know that Moody can't.

It doesn't mean that Moody's strength is not good. In fact, although Tom suppresses Moody everywhere in terms of overall performance, judging from the actual operation of some magic, Moody has already reached the level of an Auror.

The reason why Moody can't do it is because Moody can't think about one thing as thoroughly as Tom.

Tom can make detailed preparations before doing one thing, and his methods are even so complicated that it can make you dumbfounded.

However, the Triwizard Tournament needs exactly such a player.

Although it is said that the competition items are kept secret, they will only know the content of the competition during the competition that day, which is almost a test of a person's reaction ability and emergency response ability.

Moody's response was undoubtedly excellent, but in the view of the professors, having sufficient preparations would allow people to survive the game more safely.

Almost all the professors have assigned the Hogwarts Warriors quota to Tom.

And Slughorn, as Tom's dean, coupled with their usual friendship, almost everyone has already appointed Hogwarts warriors and warrior advisors by default.

Harry listened to Slughorn talking to the others and looked down at the pumpkin juice in his glass.

Then he glanced over at Tom, and was surprised to find that Tom was also looking at him.

The deep eyes reflected the brilliance of the candle, making Harry, who was already far away, even more unable to see the emotion in Tom's eyes clearly.

Tom caught Harry's gaze and raised his glass to him.

Harry smiled, picked up his glass and drank the pumpkin juice in it.

Well, he shouldn't have thought about these things, Tom should have thought about Slughorn before inviting himself.

It's a pity that Slughorn still doesn't know that Tom has invited him, otherwise, I'm afraid he didn't hint to others tonight that he might be the advisor of this year's Hogwarts Warriors, but came to find him. Ask yourself -- or ask Tom?

"Honestly," said Ron, moving closer to Harry, "is it really all right for him to say that?"

"what do you mean?"

"Wouldn't Tom's face be very ugly when the Warriors' quota comes out and Tom announces his advisor?"

"But you look like you're really looking forward to this happening?" Harry shot him a sideways glance.

"I'm not..." Ron muttered, and Harry vaguely understood what was going on.

Ron was still thinking about the fact that when he was in school, Slughorn only invited Hermione and Harry to the party.

"I said you..." Albus stood up before Harry finished speaking.

"Welcome," he said loudly, "welcome our distinguished guests." Harry turned his head, and through the flickering candlelight, he seemed to see the old man many years ago, standing in the same position, using the same Warm and smiling to welcome those guests from afar.

At that time, he was still a child. Although he had experienced a lot in the first three years of campus life, he never thought at that time that one day, he would be involved in such a grand competition and become the favorite of all. A member of people's attention and discussion.

"Now, let's clear the Goblet of Fire!" He snapped his fingers.

A man walked in from the door. He was wearing a very formal robe and looked solemn.

He held a wooden box in his hand, engraved with characters that Harry couldn't understand, and it circled around, making people dizzy.

After Dumbledore waited for him to approach, he said hard work to him. The man nodded without speaking, and put the box in his hand on the stand that Dumbledore had conjured up.

The three principals got up at the same time and cast a spell on the box, and they said the spell so loudly that everyone present could hear it.

This is the process of detecting the Goblet of Fire.

If the Goblet of Fire moved their hands and feet halfway, the spell they sent would be bounced back. If the Goblet of Fire had been packed in this box full of magic patterns when it was shipped from Germany, then they would The box can be opened smoothly and the Goblet of Fire can be taken out.

The box was opened smoothly, and the Goblet of Fire rose slowly in a red light, and stopped when the base was stuck in the opening of the box.

The three principals cast another spell on the Goblet of Fire at the same time.

A blue flame was ignited at the mouth of the big bowl, and the headmasters cast spells on the goblet of fire one after another, and each spell was pronounced clearly.

This is to set up defenses in front of everyone, to prevent any possibility of cheating.

After a while, Albus said to a group of students who were ready to move: "You can put your name in it until tomorrow's dinner, now, let's use all our enthusiasm to welcome the arrival of another Triwizard Tournament! "

The author has something to say: Acting like a baby and begging for flowers, but you are not enthusiastic and neither am I anymore o(╯□╰)o