From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

Krum's appearance undoubtedly caused quite a stir in the crowd. No one thought that this professional Quidditch player was still a student, and his face really didn't show that. Perhaps it was the bitter cold and frost in the high latitudes that made him more mature than his age.

But in the magic school full of youthful vitality, we generally call it premature aging.

The disastrous defeat of Krum and the Bulgarian National Quidditch Team in the World Cup undoubtedly added a touch of tragedy to this student who looked very old. This not only did not reduce the attention brought to him by his fame, but also won a sympathy.

The Quidditch fans of Hogwarts gathered together and conspired loudly, hoping to get Krum's autograph. Some girls even took out their lipsticks, probably hoping that Krum would sign his name on their shirts.

Professor McGonagall stopped this shameless fantasy with a stern look, but every student who passed by her with his head down started discussing the topic of Krum again in less than half a minute.

The Beauxbatons students who entered the hall first sat at the long table of Ravenclaw, while Krum led the students of Durmstrang to the long table of Slytherin.

The students of Hogwarts also gradually sat down, and only the headmaster Dumbledore was still standing. When everyone sat down, Dumbledore announced loudly: "Good evening, ladies, gentlemen, ghosts, and especially-distinguished guests, I welcome you to Hogwarts with great joy. I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here."

Ivy noticed that Fleur cast an ambiguous look at him when she heard this.

Dumbledore continued to speak, but his speeches were always brief, and it was estimated that he would announce the start of the banquet in less than two sentences.

"The Triwizard Tournament will officially begin after the banquet! Now I invite everyone to eat and drink as much as you want, just like at home!"

Sure enough, Dumbledore had just sat down when the long table in the hall was filled with all kinds of food. Unlike the fixed dishes with a strong Hufflepuff flavor in the past, this time the dishes also had many foreign flavors. Ivy not only saw French foie gras and fish soup on the long table, but also Nordic meatballs and cod.

Ivy was very glad that the house elves in the kitchen did not bring food like stinky herring, otherwise the banquet would definitely turn into a picture of hell.

Thanks to the warm environment in the hall, Fleur finally took off the scarf wrapped around her head. Her bright silver hair and bright eyes and white teeth immediately attracted the attention of countless boys.

Among them, Ron's reaction was the biggest. When Fleur took away a plate of fish soup from their table, Ron's eyes were glued to her for a long time before he could move away.

"She must be a veela!" Ron's throat became hoarse because he hadn't swallowed for a long time, but he still insisted on sharing his views with his good brother.

Harry ignored him because he was staring at Qiu Zhang not far from Fleur. Since Harry discovered his ignorant feelings, the more he looked at this girl, the more he felt that he and Snape had some strange commonalities. This made him unconsciously reduce the number of times he went to Mrs. White's office.

Although this lack of protection for his mother made him feel very anxious, when Harry went to Mrs. White's office with a sense of guilt towards his father, he always found that Snape's progress was not as great as he imagined.

On the one hand, this discovery eased the contradictions and conflicts in his heart, on the other hand, it made him feel that it was difficult to interfere with Cedric and Qiu Zhang's relationship, and he could only pray that they quarreled and broke up.

Hermione expressed disdain for the two of them staring at the girls at the Ravenclaw table: "If you are willing to look back and observe other places, you will find that there are other people in this hall, such as the Ministry of Magic officials at the long table of faculty."

When the students just sat at the long table, waiting for Dumbledore to announce the start of dinner, they had already found that there were two empty seats at the long table of faculty. Now they are finally filled with two directors of the Ministry of Magic, Lucius Malfoy, director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, and Ludo Bagman, director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports.

"Malfoy's father who is a high-ranking official?" Ron asked in disbelief.

"If you remember, we were able to leave London during the summer vacation and go to the World Cup through the VIP channel instead of having to cross fields and mountains with a group of people in the early morning and squeeze together to use the portkey treatment. It was because of Malfoy's father, a high-ranking official, that we would not ask such questions." Hermione pointed out bluntly that because she planned to carry out the equal rights movement for house elves, Hermione knew the composition of the Ministry of Magic in advance, and she wrote a lot of letters to consult Percy for this.

"Okay, okay." Harry quickly diverted Hermione's attention and helped the friendly forces share the damage. "We all know that those Slytherins are willing to please Ivy, but what are they doing here?"

"If you are willing to take the time to use your brain that only focuses on Quidditch and dueling to remember their positions, you should be able to understand that the Triwizard Tournament is obviously also an international sports event." Hermione's firepower did not weaken at all, and Ariana, who was sitting opposite them, couldn't help laughing.

"No..." Harry retorted weakly, "My brain is still focused on potions..."

Hermione rolled a white eye without continuing to discuss questions about Harry's brain: "Obviously, they want to see the opening ceremony of the top three hegemony."

When the plate of the dessert after the meal was also withdrawn, Dumbledore stood up again, a kind of excited and anticipated emotions swept the students in the auditorium, whether they were from Hogwarts, or the other two magical schools Essence

"It's time!" Dumbledore announced, smiling at the face of looking forward to, "The top three competitions are about to start, but please allow me to introduce the top three competitions in the school year, and There are two guests from the Ministry of Magic.

Slytherin's long table has the greatest applause. Although Harry and Ron do not like Malfoy much, they still have a slap to face the eyes that Hermione dislikes. When Lucius bowed and sat down again, they immediately put their hands back under the table.

Avi, who was sitting on the head of Slytherin's long table, also applauded gently. This is the first time he saw Lucius since the plan. Work pressure is still the mental pressure that Voldemort brought to him.

"—— And Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of Magic Sports Department."

Bagman's passenger is much stronger than Lucius. It can be heard more than applause from the auditorium. Perhaps he thanks to his identity as a small and famous Queidic athlete, or a warm smile on his face.

"... Together with me, Mrs. Maxim, and Professor Kakarov, they will jointly form a referee of the top three hegemony! Score the efforts and performance of the three warriors."

This is the first time that Dumbledore has mentioned publicly that in addition to the participating schools and the venue, the content of the top three hegemony is quietly quiet in the auditorium.

Dumbledore has recruited Ferch, which has long been waiting for the castle administrator. The latter holding a big wooden box with jewelry with a large bone festival. Some understanding students have guessed that it was a item from the past.

Many students stretched their necks to look at the boxes in front of Dumbledore, and even some anxious people were already standing on a stool.

"You already know that three warriors will participate in the competition," Dumbledore held a wooden box, waved a stone base from the ground, and put the wooden box in their hands up. "They will represent their schools respectively. , Complete the competition project and get the referee's score, and the warriors with the highest scores in the three items will win the title of the top three hegemony, and the prize of the thousands of gold. Persons with fair selection, that is, the Flame Cup. "" "."

As soon as Dumbledore's words fell, he pulled out his old man's old wand and knocked on the wooden box of pearls. The wooden box moaned and opened the lid, while Dumbledore put his hand in and took out a big surprisingly surprising wood cup. A semi -giant like Mrs. Maxim may be more suitable to hold it with one hand.

This big wooden cup that looks flat is also a magic item, because everyone sees the blue and white flames.

Dumbledore reappeared the box of the flame cup, and put the flame cup on the top of the box so that everyone could clearly see it.

"Everyone who wants to be a warrior must write their names on sheepskin paper and throw it into the flame cup." Dumbledore explained, "You have 24 hours to consider it carefully and sign up It will be cut off in Halloween in the evening. "" "

Dumbledore's gaze swept through everyone in the hall, and confirmed that they had heard their words, and then continued: "In order to avoid students who are not inaccurate to find hard, after the flame cup is placed in the entrance hall, I will be Set a age line around it, all people under the age of seventeen cannot cross this magic. "

The students in the auditorium were restless, among them, the most eye -catching Veosley Gemini was the most eye -catching.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Dumbledore raised his tone again, and his tone became serious: "I have to ask you to pay attention again. The top three hegemony is not a child's play. . Because he and the Flame Cup have reached an unsusement magic contract. . So I ask you all to think twice. "

"Okay!" Dumbledore finally said, "I think everyone should go to bed, I wish you all good night!"

Dumbledore's abnormal normally failed to attract the attention of students, but triggered very widespread discussion.

"Is Gryffindor who is going to cast his name into the Flame Cup?" Harry asked Simo when he heard it, and this blasting ghost obviously noticed the eyes of Weasley Gemini. "I mean ... … Volunteers who are seventeen years old? "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" ""

No one answered Seamus' question. In this awkward silence, other houses were still discussing their own champions.

"Cedric can definitely do it!" This was undoubtedly a student from Hufflepuff.

The classmate opposite him didn't think so: "The opponent is that Doom! You know who I'm talking about!"

"But..." The Hufflepuff who spoke first hesitated and answered, "He may not participate... You know, he doesn't seem to be interested in this kind of limelight. In addition to knowing that he grew up overnight in a magical way, was promoted to the fifth grade, and got ten O.W.L.s certificates, have we ever seen him chant spells?"

"Then you must have forgotten the super-large-scale weightlessness magic he released in the hall two years ago."

"Maybe it was just a levitation spell!" The voice didn't sound so confident anymore, "... It's just that the range is very large."

Because the common room was not in the same direction, the voices of the Hufflepuffs' discussion became farther and farther away, and Harry and the others could no longer hear them, but some discussions came from the Ravenclaw students next to them.

At least when they said "nonsense" in front of the Fat Lady, they already knew that a Ravenclaw student named Fowle was going to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

The next day was Halloween, which was also Saturday. Generally speaking, no one would want to get up early on such a holiday. However, there were more people who got up early to guard the Goblet of Fire than expected.

More than 20 people were crowded in the entrance hall, some of them still had breakfast in their hands, but they all stared at the Goblet of Fire in front of them.

It was placed neatly on a stone base, surrounded by a circle of golden thin lines. It was obvious that this must be the age line mentioned by Dumbledore last night.

From their classmates, Harry and his friends had learned that all the representatives of Durmstrang had put their names into the Goblet of Fire, while no one from the other two schools had started to act yet.

"If it were me, I would rather go out at night," Harry said, "It would be so embarrassing if someone saw the Goblet of Fire spit out your name!"

As soon as Harry finished speaking, there was a commotion from the direction of the Great Hall. A dozen Slytherin students wearing green and silver-edged school robes were crowding towards here.

The Hogwarts students in the Great Hall recognized the figure surrounded in the middle at a glance - Ivy Doom.