Train to Another World

Chapter 526 The Goblet of Fire

Although, but.

Demstrong's principal was beaten down by a sophomore freshman from Hogwarts, and it was still an absolute crushing method. Although Dumbledore finally stopped the other party from twisting his head off and going to the Ministry of Magic to seek credit, he apologized sincerely.

But the more sincere Dumbledore's apology, the more uncomfortable the whole of Demstrong would feel.

No one of the three major magic schools in Europe can convince anyone. Although the notification of this triple competition was very hasty, the other two companies were still ready to come. In fact, they just wanted to compete and distinguish between the top and bottom.

Demstrong set up a black magic class. Seeing the other two schools is like watching flowers in a greenhouse. I was a little disliked, but unexpectedly, before the competition started, I encountered a good start.

Although the one who was targeted was not Busbaton, after seeing Li Zhuoguang's strength, all the teachers and students of Busbaton were in a heavy mood. If there is such a monster in the other party’s school, what kind of project do you have to encounter to have the possibility of winning? Beauty pageant?

Especially Mrs. Maxim, when she saw the magic wand in Li Zhuoguang's hand, she showed a look of horror on her face. She always felt a phantom pain in her right hand, and she didn't scream.

It was not until Dumbledore saw that Mrs. Maxim's face was not right and she explained in a low voice that she breathed a sigh of relief.

At night, the students at the other two schools were a little dead, but the students at Hogwarts were all happy. Even Gryffindor people liked Li Zhuoguang a lot.

While the dinner was underway, two directors of the Ministry of Magic came to Hogwarts to announce the game. But this time it was not only them, but also a team of Aurors escorted an iron box.

The iron box was lifted to the table in the staff seats and opened by Dumbledore himself. From it he took out a cup burning indigo flames.

"You already know that there will be three Warriors in the game," Dumbledore continued to say calmly, "represents one participating school respectively. We will rate them based on the quality of each competition event, and after the three events are over, The Warrior with the highest score will win the Final Three Cup. The one responsible for selecting the Warriors is a fair picker, this Goblet of Fire. "

"Every classmate who wants to run for the Warriors must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," Dumbledore said. "Those who are interested in becoming a Warrior can be in twenty Register within four hours.

Tomorrow night, the goblet will select the names of three classmates it believes best represents the three schools. Tonight, the goblet is placed in the foyer and all students who are willing to run for the election will be exposed to it.

Of course, for safety reasons, people under the age of seventeen are prohibited from registering…”

When they heard this, the teachers and students of the other two schools all started to look excited and looked surprised. If there is an age limit, wouldn’t that monster be unable to participate? But soon, they found themselves happy too early.

"Ahem." Barty Crouch cleared his throat and interrupted Dumbledore's preaching. Then he nodded apologetically at Dumbledore, and then said, "According to the Ministry of Magic's original intention, for everyone's safety, the young wizard under the age of seventeen is prohibited from signing up for the Triumph. But..."

Speaking of this, Barty Crouch took a look at Li Zhuoguang: "However, the Ministry of Magic also believes that the Trio Championship has not been held for more than a century. Many amazing little wizards should not be limited by their age. .

Anyway, Goblet of Fire is the most fair selector, right? He will select the best little wizard. By the way, the winner of this competition can receive a prize of one thousand gold Gallon. ”

Hearing the news, the whole hall was boiling. After all, except for some people, a thousand gold Garron is already considered a huge sum of money. The little wizards didn't know what they needed to face as a warrior. At this moment, when they thought of a thousand gold Garron, their chests were hot.

A big, black dog, panting, passed outside the lawn of the castle and heard cheers coming from the hall. A long and thin dog face couldn't help but reveal a humanized look of remembrance.

Soon, he shook his head and carefully used the night to bypass the castle and came to the greenhouse behind the castle. If he remembered correctly, there was a secret passage leading to the castle in this place.

Although many years have passed, he still knows the secret passages in the castle. His plan is very simple. He hid in the secret passage during the day, and sneaked out to find food at night, and searched for insect tails.

But when he passed by the chicken coop of Hagrid's cottage, he found that the rooster inside was attacked by something and two died. He thought about it and said that he was dead anyway, so he should not waste it. He could take it to the secret passage and bake it for food.

He jumped into the chicken coop, opened his mouth, picked up two dead chickens and prepared to turn it out. But he was too thin, and the rooster fed by Hagrid was extremely fat. He tried to jump three times before he jumped out of the chicken coop, and made some noise.

Hearing the sound, Hagrid walked out of the hut and saw a black shadow running away with two cocks in his arms. Although he was tall, he didn't run quickly and could not catch up with him.

In addition, his modified small umbrella and stone crossbow were placed in the house, so it was too late to get it back and so he could only let the black shadow take away the chicken he had fed.

Hagrid looked back at the chicken coop and decided to strengthen it after getting up early every day after feeding Busbaton's twelve-legged horse. When I think of Tianma, I think of the sturdy and beautiful figure.

Then Hagrid shook his head. Although he already owned a dragon farm, his thinking still did not change. I just feel that I am just a hunting ground guard, not a teacher in the school, and I am not worthy of Boothbaton's female principal.

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!

The voting time was 24 hours in total, and the majority of people still had their own eyes. Except for a few who didn't count, such as Weasley, who was confused by Kim Garon, was mostly from three schools. The best vote.

Li Zhuoguang, who was highly anticipated by Slytherin, or Hogwarts, did not vote at all. There is no other reason, it's just laziness.

Li Zhuoguang was not anxious, but Malfoy was anxious. He saw his good brother so incompetent, so anxious that he scratched his head. If your brother is not motivated, how can you make progress? If your elder brother doesn’t make progress, how can you take him to heaven?

He held the parchment paper with Li Zhuoguang's name written in his hand, and swung it in front of the Goblet of Fire several times, but he just didn't dare to throw it on. First, he was not sure whether others were applying for the behalf of others was effective, and secondly, after seeing his intention, Li Zhuoguang waved his fists to warn him.

If he really dared to submit on behalf of others, Li Zhuoguang promised to use his proud platinum hair as a mop to mop the entire school's toilets. After being with Li Zhuoguang for so long, Malfoy knew in his heart that Li Zhuoguang never spoke loudly.