One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 239 The Golden Crow Purifies the Heart
"We're the only ones left, let's go too."

After Behemoth and Durmstrang's people entered, Bi Youlong also greeted everyone to get up and prepare to appear. He thought that the opening ceremony would be more serious because England attached so much importance to the Goblet of Fire.

Unexpectedly, it is random, there is no order, and no one is arranged to organize the process. Whoever comes, who comes, it is too casual, too free, and too loose.

I was crazy to believe that they would seriously hold a welcome ceremony.

Bi Youlong had all kinds of disgust for the British Ministry of Magic's ability to act.

Hu Xiuwu came over and asked Bi Youlong: "Bi Dong, do we want to live as well? What do you mean?"

Then, tell him your follow-up thoughts,
After hearing this, Bi Youlong was noncommittal: "Don't hurt the students, don't hurt our image, just do what you want."

"okay!"

A few people quickly arranged their positions. Tianshi, as the elder, took the lead and stood in front of the team. Zhang Lingyu followed him, Bi Youlong and Hu Xiuwu cooperated from left to right, and the rest of the staff were consciously and well-trained. team.

With the entry of Beauxbatons, Behemoth, Durmstrang and others, the atmosphere in the auditorium became more and more enthusiastic, and the students discussed the Goblet of Fire.

bump!
The door that had just been closed was knocked open again, and from outside the auditorium, a flock of golden-feathered fire crows flew in. Their bodies were like colored glass and their feathers were like sunlight. They circled and danced over the auditorium, setting off against the starlight and candlelight, playing playfully. make trouble.

These golden crows were condensed by Hu Xiuwu using Tusui fire, and their appearance was learned from the vassal golden crows outside Shizilang's sun wheel.

The students were attracted by these dazzling, beautiful little guys.

Ron exclaimed, "Are these birds all Phoenix?"

"Of course not. Don't you prep for the Fantastic Beasts Protection class? We are going to take the OWL (Ordinary Wizarding Level Test) next year, and you can't even tell Phoenix."

"There will be a long shiny tail feather behind you, and Phoenix is ​​two-legged, so you can see that these birds are all three-legged."

Before Harry, who had seen Dumbledore's Phoenix, expressed his opinion, a little witch sitting opposite Ron immediately refuted him. This witch had long brown hair that was thick and fluffy like weeds, and a pair of slightly larger her front teeth, but these shortcomings turned into playful cuteness against the backdrop of her delicate face.

But her tone is not as pleasant as her appearance, her words are sharp and full of attack, with a kind of condescending teacher teaching students, and aggressive mother teaching children.

But Ron on the opposite side was obviously used to it. He was lectured by Hermione, but he didn't have any doubts about her words, just muttered with some dissatisfaction:

"It's more than a year away from OWL, how can you be like my mother."

Hermione said: "That's because what Mrs. Molly and I said was right. You want to be an Auror, you have to pass at least 5 NEWT exams, but you and Harry's grades are so bad, you can really take the exam. past?"

Hit the bullseye!

This time, not only Ron, but even Harry next to him could only bow his head sullenly, and was also injured. Who told Hermione's mother to tell the truth?

snort!
Seeing that the two friends on the opposite side lowered their heads, Hermione raised her head and snorted softly, venting her little resentment that they had just ignored.

After Jinwu opened the way, the feathers fell to the ground and a golden carpet was spread out. Stepping on the golden carpet, the Celestial Master entered the auditorium first and led the team to the hall.

The students were all watching them. This scene was just a small scene for the Tianshi. They walked forward calmly, as natural as walking on Longhu Mountain.

Not to mention Hu Xiuwu, even Zhang Lingyu doesn't have any feeling of nervousness. He does stay on the mountain all year round, but now Longhu Mountain, the Taoist temple in Qianshan, is not a pure place. Tourists and believers often come to burn incense and worship God. Tourist visit.

In the morning and evening classes at Longhu Mountain, Zhang Lingyu, like Hu Xiuwu, was surrounded by many female pilgrims and believers, and admired his chanting. Zhang Lingyu was used to the feeling of being the center of attention.

When the golden carpet came to an end, Hu Xiuwu turned his head and manipulated the crows flying in the auditorium, and landed precisely in front of every student in the auditorium, including Beauxbatons, Durmstrang, and Behemoth. No exception.

The petite three-legged golden crow jumped and danced in front of them, provoking the love and pity of many little girls.

Harry also liked the Golden Crow, which resembled Phoenix, reminding him of the Phoenix in Dumbledore's hands, the one who saved him from the snake's kiss.

Harry wanted to touch it, but this little Jinwu avoided his hand and slammed into his eyebrows.

Hit by Jinwu between the eyebrows, Harry suddenly burst into flames.

The flames came and went in a hurry, and after the flames passed, Harry suddenly felt his own mess of various emotional troubles, such as autumn leaves, falling from him, as if he was almost kissed by a dementor last time, but with the same feeling. Contrary to last time, he didn't feel the pain, because this time not only did the happiness go away from him, but even the pain also disappeared.

The admiration for Zhang Qiu, the resentment against his uncle's family, the fear and hatred for Voldemort, and the longing for his parents all left him.

Slowly Harry felt that everything in the world was getting farther and farther away from him, and he felt happiness from this quietness, as if he was sleeping soundly in his mother's arms, and it seemed to be slowly drifting upward, drifting towards his childhood. As the priest of the church said, you can enjoy the kingdom of heaven in eternal peace.

But this feeling of cleanliness, after a short period of time, slowly subsided, and all kinds of thoughts flooded into my heart again, and the happiness just now hadn't dissipated, but it made Harry's heart empty.

Not only him, but also Ron and Hermione around him. The little lions, known for their bravery and recklessness, were as quiet and peaceful as old cats who had just been full and basked in the sun.

This is a small gift from Hu Xiuwu to others.

Taking the Tushita fire as a guide, let them experience the feeling of a moment of joy and joy in advance.

As for why it's not pure renunciation.

That's not a small gift. Even Hu Xiuwu couldn't really do it. His ruthless and lustless state when he was young could only be regarded as a demon, and he had gone astray.

These days, except Feng Baobao, who would dare to say that he is really empty of the five essences, even the Celestial Master has his own thoughts, and Hu Xiuwu also proudly affirms that Chen Duo has his shadow in his heart.

However, they have benefited a lot from experiencing the state of detachment from joy and bliss for a moment.

The people on the high seat are all masters of the Inhuman Realm. Naturally, Dumbledore smiled and nodded to Hu Xiuwu, thanking him for the students.

He was favored by Hu Xiuwu for nothing, the headmaster of Beauxbatons, and Mrs. Maxime had a lot of affection for him, but Durmstrang’s headmaster Karkaroff had a strange expression, with a mixture of unnatural and awkward thanks. With a little vigilance and fear.

Spencer gave Hu Xiuwu a serious look, trying to imprint his appearance firmly in his mind.

Hundreds of crows with special functions are released, and they are precisely controlled to fall in front of every student.

Vast magic, superb control.

Spencer has only seen one person for many years, with such a cultivation base at such an age.

That man was Albus Dumbledore.

As the person in charge of the European Inhuman Realm, he has the responsibility to keep the possible threats in mind and come up with countermeasures, just like the old celestial master next to him.

Hu Xiuwu will also become a threat to Europe in the future, just because of his talent, because he is not a person from the Inhuman world of Europe.

Dumbledore and Celestial Master had long talked and were friends, so Dumbledore welcomed Celestial Master and Bi Youlong into the seats.

Most of the people in the seats knew Bi Youlong, and most of them had heard of Zhang Zhiwei's name. Everyone was curious about what this person who was as famous as Dumbledore was. They were curious and fearful. , there is a conspiracy.

A variety of emotions converged on the face, and finally mixed into a group of harmony, and the conversation was harmonious.

Bi Youlong sat with Tianshi and the professors, while Hu Xiuwu, Zhang Lingyu, and people who knew everything would have to squeeze with the students.

The Beauxbatons girls went to Ravenclaw, and Durmstrang's students naturally joined Slytherin, leaving only Gryffindor and Hufflepuff to have a place.

Do you still need to think about it?
Of course it's Hufflepuff.

Why, because Hufflepuff's students are waving the special food from the British side and inviting them.

It's too sincere, isn't it? Hu Xiuwu was moved to sit on Hufflepuff's side.

After everyone was seated, Dumbledore's loud voice echoed in the auditorium again:
"Now that all the friends have arrived, let Mr. Barty Crouch from the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic explain to you the selection and competition rules of the Goblet of Fire."

Barty Crouch got up and came to Dumbledore's side to explain the new rules of the Goblet of Fire to the students. At this time, the students were surprisingly quiet and listened more carefully than in class.

But unfortunately, his first sentence poured cold water on the students who were eager to try:
"The Goblet of Fire competition is very dangerous. In order to ensure safety during the competition, the Ministry of Magic has decided that only students over the age of 17 can participate in the selection for the Goblet of Fire."

"unfair!"

As soon as these words came out, the students who hadn't arrived immediately became excited. You must know that there are only students in the sixth grade at Hogwarts who are only seventeen years old. This means that at least [-]% of the students do not even participate in the selection. If not, I'm naturally not happy with this arrangement.

(End of this chapter)