The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

That's too late.

Everyone knows that the tragedy has happened, they can see it, but they can't stop it.

If it hadn't been for them, Delacour's magic wouldn't have taken effect, and if they hadn't cheered, Delacour's magic wouldn't have failed so quickly.

It is true that water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it.

Harry in the waiting room frowned, opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the door, feeling an inexplicable shiver. How did the game go? Is Fleur Delacour a success or a failure?

Krum, who was also waiting, pursed his lips tightly and paced back and forth, glancing at Harry from time to time, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes. He held the "Manual" in one hand and opened it to read through the magic. A sense of urgency arose spontaneously as he prepared to sharpen his guns in battle.

Klum has strong confidence in himself, so he shows an attitude that is almost eager to try, and there is also a sense of urgency to avenge his shame.

He wanted to use the result of this game to surpass Harry.

In just over half a month, Krum got over his last failure and regained his confidence. Such a change was certainly not groundless.

As a school supplies launched by Hogwarts, the "Handbook" is a lower-level substitute for "The Wizard's Practical Guide", but in terms of design concept, it is in line with the smartphones of the 21st century, and it also integrates search, artificial intelligence and so on. Intelligence and communication functions.

You can make netizens in the "Handbook", and each user has his or her own "postmark", which is a magical mark, just like the Dark Mark used by Voldemort on Death Eaters, which is equivalent to an online name.

Krum received a lot of friend requests not long after he was in school. After all, he is a well-known athlete, and his status in the Quidditch world is equivalent to Kobe Bryant in the Muggle basketball world, Oga, and Oga in the Sea Tiger world. The way of heaven. So wherever I go, there are fans following me.

But he has long been tired of all kinds of coquettish bitches, and his attitude towards fans is always lukewarm and he keeps a distance.

Until not long ago, he received a special letter. The postmark was a strange symbol - a triangle, an inscribed circle, and a vertical line. The combination was the famous Deathly Hallows logo.

In Durmstrang, this mark has a deeper meaning, it is a symbol of the man. The first Dark Lord in the wizarding world in the 20th century had already pursued the legend of the Three Deathly Hallows when he was a student at Durmstrang. The marks he left on the school wall have not been erased to this day, and generations of students who have followed him are still There are many people who secretly worship him.

Krum read the letter, and the content in it made his heart beat faster, because the letter only contained practical information, describing how to control the fierce fire, tame its greedy will to burn everything, and make it use its fingers like an arm.

In history, Gellert Grindelwald's name stands out among the dark wizards who have made the most outstanding use of the Fire Curse.

Decades ago, this man ignited a fire in Paris, killing a large number of Aurors and almost igniting the entire city. If it had not been for the efforts of outstanding wizards such as Newt Scamander and Nick Flamel to contain it, Paris would not be where it is today. It has long since disappeared from the map.

From that day on, Klum kept receiving letters from the same person, and they maintained a tacit understanding, one teaching and the other learning.

This matter is his secret, no one has told it, and Klum also knows how to make a fortune in silence.

At this moment, he seemed to be claiming to be the heir of the first Dark Lord.

As for Harry, there are rumors in Hogwarts that he is the heir to the second-generation Dark Lord. He also killed the basilisk in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, showing that he was more vicious than anyone else.

Even without the previous defeat, for this reason alone, Krum already regarded him as his old enemy.

Harry didn't pay attention to Krum's gaze. He just frowned and murmured: "What happened? It's so quiet."

At this moment, the playing field is indeed quiet.

A brief loss of voice means a major change.

The giant kiss of the Welsh green dragon completely covered Fleur Delacour, and no one could see what was happening on the field.

The professors responsible for protecting the safety of the warriors regretted it endlessly. They were also affected by the dance, their attention was distracted, and they did not stop the fire dragon riot immediately. In fact, even if they were given time to react, no one could stop the fire dragon's attack. The distance is one thing, the fire dragon is too resistant, and Hogwarts prohibits disembodiment.

The Triwizard Tournament is inherently dangerous. It can be said that it is common for contestants to lose their lives in history. However, the first victim of this competition appeared too early.

"It seems that the Goblet of Fire was banned for no reason." The students whispered.

Jennifer's eyes shone, and she was probably the only person present who was excited, "Big news! Big news! Dumbledore was unable to prevent the tragedy, and the Triwizard Tournament made the students victims. The beautiful French girl Fleur Delacour Be the first to die in the game!”

Lovegood frowned and said, "Don't you have any sympathy?"

Jennifer's expression froze, and the hyena next to her laughed evilly.

"Well done, Jennifer, that's how it should be. We are journalists, we just need to know how to arouse the sympathy of our readers. As for our own tears, let's wipe them with gold coins."

The reporter lady nodded after hearing this, "Yes, news is the most important, and money is the most important. I don't want to live like that anymore. People die every day in the world. Old sir, you are so compassionate, why not be considerate of the streets of London?" Muggles who can't afford to eat."

"you!"

"What am I? Big news, Jimmy, did you film it?"

The newspaper photographer was stunned and secretly lamented the hard-heartedness of this young witch. She was born to be a newspaper worker. No wonder she became famous. Then he nodded and said: "Of course, I am a professional. I guarantee that the photo will be on the front page tomorrow." It’s extremely clear. After the fire dragon is subdued, I want to get closer and take two pictures, preferably to capture the appearance of the deceased.”

When Jennifer heard this, her face turned pale and she said absently: "That's right, you need to have such a professional attitude. I, I won't go and see it. Jimmy, I'll leave all the photos to you."

Lovegood was furious, "You, you are simply beasts!"

Ms. Maxim on the referee's bench covered her heart and let out a dull cry, with tears streaming down her huge eyes.

"Furong, my Furong..."

Karkaroff comforted him hypocritically: "Maxim, don't be sad. It's normal for the game to win or lose. You will have equally outstanding students in the future."

"But that wouldn't be Miss Fleur Delacour. Every student is a precious life, they are different. Karkaroff, you make me sick. And you, Dumbledore, why do you Just watching? Why are you not sad at all? Is a young life nothing to you? "

The old principal picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the sweet black tea, and said in surprise: "What are you talking about? Miss Delacour is obviously fine."

Madam Maxime did not doubt Dumbledore, and her ashen face immediately brightened, "What have you done?"

"It's not me, it's my student. As long as he's here, Hogwarts can't change the world." The old principal chuckled, and the old god rubbed his belly on the ground.

The Welsh Green Dragon slowly stood up and moved his head little by little.

The audience was able to see clearly what was happening on the field.

The silver-haired girl sat on the ground, shocked, her face covered with fine sweat.

A young man appeared in front of her at some point, holding a black cat in his arms. It was meowing dissatisfiedly, seeming to blame the man for taking away its toy.

The terrifying and beautiful emerald dragon bowed its head to the man, its posture was as submissive as if it were guarding a king, and its bright dragon eyes shone with fear.

"Get up," Lind teased the cat, then turned to Fleur with a friendly smile, "It's a very interesting magic."

"……Who are you?"

"Call me De Lin, just an ordinary Gryffindor graduate."

There were thunderous cheers on the field, and Lind waved, turned and walked towards the audience, leaving Fleur Delacour looking at his back in confusion. (End of chapter)