I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Louis was a little bastard, and he knew it.

It’s true if you don’t change after repeated admonitions, you always have a hippie smile on your face, but the next time you do it again, Catherine is so angry that she froze for a while, and just doesn’t change.

After eating, Louis had nothing to do, and followed the trio to see Hagrid.

His snails are indeed growing very gratifyingly, and they are merciless when burned.

Speaking of which, this thing is quite big now, almost as big as a calf.

Perhaps only Hagrid can raise this thing to grow so savagely.

It would be a pity not to raise pigs, and cattle would be fine too—but then again, Hagrid didn't lack Galleons, and according to his talent for raising magical animals, Snape had to ask him for anything.

He is the only one who can do the wholesale of Acromantus venom, only this family has no semicolon.

Outside Hagrid's hut, he also saw Mrs. Maxime. Hagrid looked at Mrs. Maxime in the same way that Harry looked at Zhang Qiu and Ron looked at Fleur, as if there was some magnet attracting them. The black beetle-like eyes are full of admiration.

Spring is here, and Hagrid's hut is filled with hormones...

Cough, far away.

Louis's good sister also plans to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, but the strict age limit makes her discouraged.

Elizabeth clenched her fist indignantly and said that she must participate in this competition when she is in the seventh grade!

Yep, five years from now she'll be in seventh grade and still be in time for the next Triwizard Tournament—if it's going to happen.

Louis grabbed the cards that Hagrid and Ron had played in the hut all day, the kind with sticky notes, and after he came out of Hagrid's hut, it was already dark.

Some mistakes, Louis murmured in his heart, and tightened the robe on his body. After all, the autumn wind was still a bit chilly, and it was a bit chilly on his body.

"Cold?" Catherine said, snapping her fingers lightly, and a small blue flame rose from her fingertips, dispelling the chill on Louis' body at once.

One of the applications of Fiendfire should be regarded as a new function developed under the guidance of Louis - heating.

As the name suggests, it can dispel the surrounding cold.

Louis has always been puzzled why Catherine can still snap her fingers while wearing gloves. He has tried wearing Catherine's gloves many times. The gloves are very slippery and cannot form any friction at all, let alone make a sound.

It was dinner time now. After dinner, the announcement of the candidates for the warriors was about to take place. A group of people sat down in the auditorium illuminated by candlelight.

The Goblet of Fire had been moved, and it was now over at the staff table, on top of the one that belonged to Dumbledore.Fred and George had returned to their former self, looking cheerful, obviously accepting the fact that they had failed.

Gemini has always been very open-minded, if they can go, they can go, but if they can't, they will fall down.

"Oh, I really hope it's Angelina." Fred said casually, and then felt a little cold on his back. Looking back, it was Catherine who was sitting next to Louis, and she was frowning at the card. Order on.

"Me too!" Hermione almost held her breath at this moment, "Oh, don't worry, we'll find out soon."

"You can do it, too, dear Miss Walley." Fred changed his words very quickly, quick confession is one of the few advantages of the twins.

Catherine waved her hands noncommittally, but said nothing.

After Fred said this, Hermione also found Catherine, and she tried to explain with some embarrassment: "Well, Catherine, I also hope that you will be selected."

"I would be very happy if you could say the same behind my back, Miss Beaver." Catherine put the card on the table and tapped it twice, and the card disappeared with a whoosh.

Hermione immediately shut up, turned her head and began to order food for herself, trying to turn herself into a little transparent, so that Catherine could forget about herself.

The phrase "Miss Beaver" reminded her of the fear of being dominated by Catherine's fuchsia after a long absence.

Since Louis established her position as a professor, Catherine has no longer treated her classmates as before. In the past two years, Hermione has also forgotten what a terrible woman Catherine was in the beginning.

How did that sentence come from?It was Harmony Society that saved you... Miss Beaver's grave would be five feet high if it weren't for Louis.

The whole dinner seemed extremely long, and everyone seemed to be indifferent to the dishes in front of them, even though the banquet was more sumptuous than ever.The people in the auditorium kept looking up, every face showed anxious expressions, everyone seemed restless, stood up from time to time and looked in Dumbledore's direction, to see if he had finished eating, so as to announce the Triwizard Tournament candidates.

Finally, amidst the high expectations, the dinner party came to an end. After the students had nothing to attract their attention, the noisy buzz resumed, even much higher than before.

Dumbledore stood up, and the students who noticed his movements stopped their whispering movements as if they had made an appointment, and the whole auditorium became silent in an instant.

Karkaroff and Madame Maxime, flanked by Dumbledore, looked as nervous and expectant as everyone else.Ludo Bagman was smiling and winking at the students in various schools, while Mr. Lovegood kept a calm expression, staring at his daughter Yake with a doting look in his eyes , looks like a complete daughter slave.

"Well, I know you all can't wait, and now 24 hours have passed, and our Goblet of Fire is about to make a decision," said Dumbledore, "I guess it will take another minute-listen, warrior After the names are announced, I want them to go to the top of the auditorium, walk along the staff table, and go into the next room."

He pointed to the door behind the instructor's desk. "They're going to get some initial instruction there."

After speaking, Principal Dumbledore took out his wand and swung it broadly.Following his actions, all the candles were extinguished except those in the jack-o-lantern, and the auditorium suddenly fell into a state of semi-darkness.The Goblet of Fire now emitted a dazzling and radiant light, brighter than anything else in the entire auditorium, and the blue-white flames were dancing, just as eye-catching as Mio Akiyama's.

Everyone watched and waited intently, and a few people who couldn't wait kept looking at their watches.

"Soon." Lee Jordan whispered, he and Louis were not far away, and Louis could clearly hear his whisper.

The flame in the goblet suddenly turned red again, crackling sparks scattered in and out.Immediately afterwards, a tongue of flame jumped high into the air, and a piece of charred parchment flew out from it—everyone in the auditorium held their breath.

Dumbledore took the parchment and held it far away so that he could read the writing in the light of the flames, which at the same time returned to blue and white.

"The champion of Durmstrang," he said in a sonorous voice, "is Viktor Krum!"

"—no surprise at all!" exclaimed Ron, a big Viktor fan who didn't spare his enthusiasm at all.

Immediately afterwards, applause and cheers swept the entire auditorium. After all, he is a big star in the Quidditch field, and Viktor's reputation is very high among Hogwarts classmates.

Viktor stood up, his prisoner hairstyle did not conceal his popular nature at all, he strode towards Dumbledore, walked in front of him, shook hands with the three principals in turn, and Karkaroff He obviously valued this student very much, and he spoke excitedly for a long time before letting Viktor follow the teacher's desk and enter the next room through the door pointed by Dumbledore.

"Great! Viktor!" Karkaroff shouted loudly, afraid that the entire auditorium could not hear him, "I knew you were destined to be a warrior, come on!"

The applause and cheers continued until the flame color of the Goblet of Fire turned from blue to red again.

Suddenly, the tongue of fire spat out a letter, and spit out a piece of burnt parchment.

"The champion of Beauxbatons—" Dumbledore drew out his voice: "It's Fleur Delacour!"

Fleur gracefully stood up from Catherine, shook her shiny silver hair, and walked lightly and vigorously between the Slytherin and Gryffindor tables.

"Look, they're all disappointed." Hermione said in a complicated tone amidst the uproar, but she actually used the word "disappointed" wrongly, and the two girls who were not selected were already crying with pear blossoms and rain on their faces. , Even one of them fainted from crying.

"It's pathetic." Harry commented in a low voice, he couldn't see the beautiful young lady crying.

Louis could feel that his hand hurt a little. It was Catherine who was holding him. Judging from the strength, he could feel that Catherine's mood was not very calm at this time.

After Fleur also entered the next room, the auditorium became quiet again, and any idiot could feel the excitement surging in the silence this time—the first two were the warriors of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, then Obviously, the third must be a Hogwarts warrior.

At this time, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, and the flames almost licked the ceiling. Dumbledore quickly removed the fluttering parchment from his forehead.

"Heroes of Hogwarts—" Dumbledore shouted, and Louis' hand hurt even more.

He turned his head to look, and Catherine was staring at Dumbledore for a moment, her eyes full of expectation and desire.

Dumbledore froze for a moment, then shouted, "Cedric Diggory!"

"Oops!" Ron yelled, subconsciously looking behind him.

Catherine was still staring at Dumbledore blankly, without any movement, even the strength of pinching Louis' hand disappeared.After a while, she turned her head and looked at the table calmly, but Louis could clearly feel the sadness and sadness of his girlfriend at this time.

Without saying a word, he reached out and stroked Catherine's back.

But except for Slytherin, all the students in the auditorium were jumping up and down, screaming, cheering, and stomping their feet. Louis sighed and waved to the Slytherin classmates. Just started cheering for Cedric.

There is still a structure that should be there. Hogwarts cannot engage in infighting, and peace is the most important thing.

Cedric stood up, and the sunny boy walked forward with a smile on his face. After shaking hands with the three principals, he walked towards the room behind the staff desk.

After all, it was the home court of Hogwarts, and it took a long time for the cheers for Cedric to subside.

"Little Moon..." Louis called Catherine's baby name in a low voice, and stroked her head with his hand.

Catherine smiled lightly, pretending to be relaxed and said, "Why, do you think I'm lost?"

"Ah, that's not true." Louis touched her soft and smooth hair and said softly, "I'm in a bad mood right now. Do you think the Goblet of Fire should be smashed?"

Catherine was stunned for a moment, then smiled brightly, reached out and hugged Louis' arm, and whispered in his ear: "Let's let this cup go, after all, he is already hundreds of years old."

"It should be replaced just because it's hundreds of years old!" Louis said viciously, "I think it's old-eyed, dim-witted, and doesn't know people. It doesn't even choose my Little Moon. What kind of butter boy Digory..."

"Okay, we're all classmates at Hogwarts, it doesn't matter who you choose?" Catherine rubbed her cheek against Louis's face and said with a smile, "It's just a competition, don't take it so seriously..."

That's what he said, but Louis could still hear the deep resentment in the words.

That's right, Catherine, who has always had her eyes above her head, really finds it difficult to accept this kind of blow. It's unexpected that she can be so open-minded.

Louis looked up at Dumbledore and found that Dumbledore was also looking at him. The moment the two made eye contact, Louis found Dumbledore blinking at him quickly.

Afterwards, Dumbledore stood up and held out his hand for everyone to be quiet.

"Great." Dumbledore said happily, "Okay, now that our three warriors have been selected, I know that I can completely trust all of you, including Beauxbaton and Durmstrang's classmates. , you will definitely go all out to support your warriors, and you will also make a great contribution to this event by cheering for the warriors. I think that a successful Triwizard Tournament cannot be separated from Your support from all of you!"

Having said that, Dumbledore suddenly stopped talking, and everyone saw what attracted his attention.

The flame in the goblet turned red again—!
The flames sputtered out, and a long tongue of flame suddenly jumped into the air, and another piece of parchment was lifted out of it.

Dumbledore stretched out his hand subconsciously and grabbed the parchment. He looked at the paper in his hand with a serious expression. There was a long silence. The students in the auditorium were frightened by his serious expression. Dare to breathe, all staring at Dumbledore intently.

Then Dumbledore cleared his throat and read aloud the names on the note.