Alice's Travels

As Alice said, she shrank to the back row in every Defense Against the Dark Arts class afterwards, reducing her sense of presence.Moody didn't ask to test the spell on her again, and she naturally wouldn't rush to find abuse—just keep silent and be a little transparent.

This year is the fourth year that Snape failed to apply to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts, but it is completely different from the bad mood that was undisguised in previous years. Snape never showed anything in front of Moody, and even Alice fainted. Felt like he was avoiding Moody—avoiding running into him, avoiding too much contact.

Alice couldn't help but wonder, could Snape be afraid of Moody?

Time quickly slipped to the evening of October [-]th, when all the teachers and students of the school gathered together—the people who were preparing to welcome Beauxbatons and Durmstrang in front of the castle that had been cleaned up as if it looked brand new.

The students were excitedly whispering their way of coming, when Dumbledore yelled, "Ah, if I'm not mistaken, Beauxbaton's representatives have arrived!"

Alice looked up and saw a huge pink-blue carriage flying over the Forbidden Forest, and after landing, women who seemed to be taller than Hagrid walked down.

Dumbledore took the lead in applauding, and then welcomed Ms. Maxim and the students she brought.

Dumbledore chatted with Maxim for a while, and the crowd gradually quieted down.A little later, when Alice began to feel shivering from the cold, a large and magnificent ship came up from the Black Lake—Durmstrang's men arrived.

The headmaster of Durmstrang is Karkaroff, a tall, thin old man with a goatee, warm expression and cold eyes.Among the students he brought was a star boy, Viktor Krum, a very famous Quidditch Seeker.

Alice noticed right away that Malfoy's eyes lit up and a grin formed on his lips.Some people next to him started chattering and seemed to be discussing how to ask for Krum's signed photo, and then looked at the opposite side - Ron blushed with excitement.

Unfortunately, Durmstrang's students sat at the long Slytherin table when everyone entered the Great Hall to take their seats.A smug smile appeared on Malfoy's face, leaning forward to talk to Krum - Ron's expression changed instantly, and he turned to Harry and spoke sharply.

Beauxbatons sat at the Ravenclaw table, and Alice noticed that there were three people in the auditorium who still had their heads tightly wrapped in scarves and hoods, looking a little weird.

After the headmaster and professors in the guest seat sat down, Dumbledore announced that the Tournament would officially start at the end of the banquet, and then invited everyone to start the meal.

Malfoy still talked to Krum from time to time, with a happy smile on his face - Alice took a glance from the corner of the eye, then looked away, and coldly curled the corner of her mouth.

While eating, she noticed that the surrounding atmosphere suddenly seemed a little weird. Alice looked up and found that a girl who was originally wrapped in a headscarf and scarf finally took off the wrapping, revealing a beautiful face and a long hair. Silver waist-length hair.She got up and walked towards Ron, asking in a low voice if they wanted more of the miscellaneous fish soup.

Ron was completely flushed, staring at her with wide eyes, his throat tightened and he couldn't speak.

Harry pushed the plate in front of him and said calmly, "Okay, you take it."

The girl walked away with the tray carefully, and Ron still stared at her back with wide eyes as if unable to recover.Harry laughed.

Alice continued to bury her head in her food.Malfoy was still talking to Krum, seemingly oblivious to what was going on around him.

"She's a Veela!" said Ron hoarsely to Harry. "It's so extraordinary, I bet there's no such character at Hogwarts!"

"The girls at Hogwarts are pretty good too." Harry said without thinking, his eyes seemed to drift for a while, and finally fell on Cho Zhang on the Ravenclaw table.

She is the seeker of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. She is a beautiful, healthy and sunny girl who is very popular with everyone.

"Wait until you look away," Hermione said bluntly, "take a good look at who came in just now."

Harry immediately turned his head to look at the guest table, and saw Ludo Bagman and Barty Crouch, the two directors of the Ministry of Magic, sitting in the seats.

"What are they doing here?" said Harry in surprise.

"They organized the Triwizard Tournament, didn't they?" Hermione seemed to regain her usual calm tone. "I guess they wanted to witness the opening ceremony of the Tournament with their own eyes."

Sure enough, after the meal, Dumbledore introduced the two directors of the Ministry of Magic to everyone, and announced that Bagman, Crouch, Maxim, Karkaroff and him would serve as the jury to judge the warriors. judge.

Then Dumbledore used magic to summon the Goblet of Fire for the selection of warriors, introduced the detailed rules for registration and warned the students who wanted to participate in the election—the Tournament is not a child's play, and they should not participate rashly.

The Goblet of Fire will be placed in the foyer for 24 hours, and then tomorrow, Halloween night, the three warriors representing the three schools will be selected.

Alice didn't care to listen, and it wasn't her business—she wouldn't take part in this kind of competition, whether there was a 17-year-old age limit or not.

She saw that the Weasley twins on the Gryffindor table seemed to be discussing something excitedly - probably how to break the age limit to sign up for the competition, and the others looked eager to try.

He is truly a warrior of Gryffindor.

The peace and indifference of the past on the Slytherin table together - each of them was thinking about it in their hearts.Those who are under the age of 17 will not try it easily, and those who are old enough have to weigh the pros and cons, and carefully consider whether it is worth it.

This is Slytherin's judgment.

The next day, Alice asked Harry and Ron in the corridor, "Have you signed up yet?"

"They do want to—" said Hermione brusquely, "it's a pity that there is no one who can break through the age limit of the Goblet of Fire."

"What's that called?" Ron said angrily. "We signed up to win honor for Gryffindor! It's the behavior of a brave man!"

"Anyone under the age of 17 is not even eligible to sign up to be a warrior—" Alice said coldly, "Okay, Ron—you don't have to be a warrior if you want to be a warrior—that's called martyr."

"Seriously," said Harry, "if there wasn't that age line, we should have signed up for election—"

"That's the way it is," Ron agreed, "it's not just for the thousand Galleons bonus."

"That's for sure," Alice said, nodding her head, "How can a thousand Galleons buy a life—"

"Don't forget what Dumbledore said about the death toll—" Alice said quickly before Ron opened his mouth to refute, "and why there is an age line—the Tournament is a life-threatening competition. Aren't the warriors who risked their lives to participate in the battle the fruit of victory?"

"That's what cowards say -" said Ron, pursing his lips.

"What a coincidence," Alice said with a smile, "Mr. Ron, who was blocked from the Warriors campaign, can only be a coward now."

"Why do you talk like that!" Ron said angrily, "I'm Gryffindor!"

"Haha!" Hermione laughed.

"Okay, Ron, Alice was just joking with you," Harry said with a glance at Hermione, smiling, "We're going to visit Hagrid, are you going?"

"Can't," Alice said to Harry, "I have to go to the library."

"Okay, goodbye then." Harry turned to look at Hermione and said to Ron, "Let's go."

After they left, Alice rushed to the library to start her homework. She still had a paper on herbal medicine to look up.

The sky slowly darkened.

The Halloween dinner party has begun.

As soon as Alice arrived at the auditorium and sat down at the long Slytherin table, she heard Malfoy talking loudly in front of Crabbe and Goyle about the warriors he thought would be selected. Parkinson listened intently, nodding from time to time .

Alice glanced over, retracted her gaze and sat quietly.

"Anyway, it won't be a stupid Gryffindor——" Malfoy glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and said in a low voice with a hint of sarcasm, "at least there is no such thing as Potter who always wants to show off!"

Alice didn't respond.

"It's a blessing," Malfoy said, turning his head and staring at her with a nasty smile, "otherwise he would have died!"

Alice raised her head and glanced at him with a half-smile, and deliberately lowered her lips at him and said, "You really care about Harry."

"Hmph, you're worried to death." Malfoy immediately snorted coldly, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm afraid that Potter and Weasley will accidentally sign up and lose his life, don't you think so? "

Alice stared at him with a slightly strange look and waited for him to continue. Malfoy twitched the corner of his mouth contemptuously before continuing, "Your worry is really unnecessary-they can't break through the age set by Dumbledore. Besides, how can the Hogwarts warriors get them!"

"You're so smart," Alice pretended to praise with a smile, "You know everything I think."

Malfoy gave a smug smile and turned away.

After the extraordinarily sumptuous dinner, Dumbledore stood up and announced that the Goblet of Fire was about to make a decision. He took out his wand and swiped out all the candles in the venue except the jack-o-lantern—for a moment, only the blue flames from the Goblet of Fire remained. The white flame emitted a dazzling light.

The auditorium suddenly became silent, and everyone held their breath and stared at it nervously and expectantly.

A charred piece of parchment burst out of the Goblet of Fire - Dumbledore immediately announced the name of the first champion - Viktor Krum of Durmstrang.

The crowd suddenly burst into intense applause and cheers, and it seemed that everyone expected it.

Immediately afterwards, the name of the second warrior also popped up—it was Fleur Delacour of Beauxbatons.

Alice recognized her as the girl who borrowed miscellaneous fish soup from Ron and Harry. She looked very attractive.

There was an uproar from the crowd, and Fleur Delacour rose gracefully to her feet.She walked lightly across the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables to the room where the warriors were waiting, as if exuding a charming charm all over her.

The third - and the Hogwarts champions followed - was Cedric Diggory.

The Hufflepuffs erupted instantly, stomping and cheering excitedly, screaming one after the other.

Cedric Diggory was a tall, good-looking boy and Seeker for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team.Alice remembered that he seemed to have beaten Harry once in a Quidditch match.

The Hufflepuff applause continued, and Cedric Diggory, with a bright smile on his face, walked all the way to the room belonging to the warriors behind the staff desk.

The noise gradually subsided, and Dumbledore was happily preparing to give a speech, but at this moment, something unexpected happened—a piece of parchment popped out of the flames of the Goblet of Fire again.

Alice frowned, she had a bad feeling.

The atmosphere in the auditorium seemed to be frozen, and everyone was waiting.

After a long period of silence, Dumbledore finally called out the name that shouldn't appear - Harry Potter.