Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

"They can't do this!" After the banquet, Ron followed the crowd to the door and said dissatisfiedly: "I will be fifteen next March, why can't I give it a try!"

"Yeah..." Harry said.

Naturally, he also wants to become a warrior, but his birthday party is later, not until July.

Hermione lowered her head and said nothing.

"No way, little Ron." At this time, Fred suddenly came from behind and said with a smile: "This is the rule of the school and the Ministry of Magic. You have to abide by it."

"Yeah, just be a spectator." George came over from the other side, "Just remember to cheer us on when the time comes."

"Ho!" Ron curled his lips.

Fred and George actually said they had to follow the rules... it was the funniest joke he'd heard this year.

"Why can you sign up!" Ron said sourly.

"I always thought you were just stupid, but I didn't expect you to be so brainless." Fred looked at him with a strange look, "Of course we can sign up because we are old enough!"

"Sixteen years old, one year older than the stipulated age." George said, "You can't even forget our ages... If that's the case, then we are really disappointed."

"I didn't forget!" Ron said, "I just think it's unfair... That's a thousand Galleons!"

"Then you have to be able to win the championship." Fred said.

"Did you ever get an O on your Transfiguration and Charms exams?"

Ron's face was a little red, but he still frowned and said: "The Triwizard Tournament is not a test, it has nothing to do with the results. What if I can win the championship?"

"Ha..." George couldn't hold back and laughed.

"That's a pity...you are not old enough to be the future Mr. Champion." Fred raised his eyebrows.

Then the two of them ignored Ron and walked forward arm in arm while discussing loudly that they must be the first to sign up.

And Ron was still complaining that the competition was unfair and that everyone should be able to participate.

"But a lot of people died in the game." Hermione whispered outside the foyer: "Didn't Dumbledore just say that it was because of this that this game was suspended for a century."

"Yes." Ron said nonchalantly, "But that was many years ago, right? And Dumbledore also said that they have done a lot of work to ensure that every warrior's life will not be in danger, isn't it? ?

If a fifteen-year-old can do it, there’s no reason why we can’t. "

Hermione rarely refuted, but continued to lower her head and think about something.

"Hahaha……"

At this moment, she suddenly heard a burst of laughter, coming from the Hufflepuff team not far away.

Mikel was waving his hands and laughing and said: "Tell me, Kyle or Cedric, who will become the warrior representing Hogwarts."

"It must be Kyle. His special contribution awards to the school can almost fill the entire prize display room!" someone said.

"No, I think it's Cedric." A sixth-grade student shook his head, "He is in the sixth grade and has an advantage in age."

"But Kyle has received the Second Class Medal of Sir Merlin..."

"Ho ho..." Amidst the heated discussion, a different voice suddenly came.

"I think warriors should come from Ravenclaw, because we are the smartest students at Hogwarts, not you mediocre Hufflepuffs!"

The heated debate came to an abrupt end, like a bucket of cold water poured over it, extinguishing the originally lively atmosphere.

Although before this, many people thought that Hufflepuff was synonymous with mediocrity, in recent years, because they have won the Quidditch Cup and the College Cup for four consecutive years, few people have said so.

Of course, they may still think so in their hearts, but at least they haven't said it out loud.

Mikel looked at the person who spoke, "Oh, who did I think it was? Isn't this Davis..."

He curled his lips and said, "I don't deny what you said. Most Ravenclaws are smart, but I have only one question... Which of you has won the first place in grade for five consecutive years like Cedric?

Or like Kyle, get perfect scores and win three trophies for special contributions to the school... No, just one. "

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone around him laughed.

Roger Davis' face turned red, "Lao Bo...he is the number one in seventh grade!"

Several Ravenclaws nearby also agreed, thinking that Lao Bo was the best candidate for the Warriors.

Their results have been suppressed by Kyle and Cedric. They really want to make a comeback. This Triwizard Tournament is a good opportunity. If Robert can stand out and become a warrior, it will just prove that they are better than Hufflepuff. Be awesome.

"Oh, I thought you were talking about yourself, Davis. You must be over fifteen years old."

Ryan smiled and said: "Don't deny it, you also want to be a warrior... Unfortunately, if you have won the Quidditch Cup once, you will probably have the results by now."

Davis, who was speechless, blushed even more. He wanted to refute, but he didn't know what to say. He could only leave a sentence of "We'll see who can become a warrior in the end." Turned around and went up the stairs.

But because he was walking too fast, he didn't pay attention to his steps and fell into a step in the middle of the stairs.

There are many such teasing steps in Hogwarts. As an old student, Davis could have avoided this special step, but apparently he was so angry that he forgot about it.

The people around me smiled even more. Even the suit of armor at the top of the stairs creaked and jingled, making me laugh so hard that I couldn't breathe.

"Shut up!" Several Ravenclaw students stepped forward and pulled Davis out of the steps and walked quickly upstairs.

On the other side, Kyle, who returned to the common room with the freshmen in advance, still couldn't figure out why the age limit for the Triwizard Tournament was lowered so much.

Cedric shouted next to him three times before he came back to his senses.

"Sorry." Kyle asked the freshmen to go back to the dormitory by themselves, turned around and asked, "I was just thinking about something, what did you say?"

"I mean, will you sign up for the Triwizard Tournament?" Cedric asked again.

"Of course you have to sign up." Kyle nodded.

Although he didn't know why, if he was of the right age, there was no reason for him to miss this grand event, not to mention that there was another thing that concerned him very much in this game.

Kyle glanced at Cedric.

"What, is there something dirty on my face?" Cedric rubbed his face in confusion.

"No." Kyle shook his head, "So, you will also sign up?"

“Of course, I feel like I have a pretty good chance of being chosen,” Cedric said. “Although it’s a bit bad to say this, I really don’t have many opponents.

There's Robert from Ravenclaw, you, Connor, and Qiu... other than that, there doesn't seem to be anyone else. "

"Fred and George wouldn't let it go if they knew you were excluding them," Kyle said.

"Of course I haven't forgotten them, but..." Cedric suppressed a smile and said, "To be honest, I can't accept the scene of the Hogwarts warriors taking out big dung eggs during the Triwizard Tournament."

"That scene must be very explosive." Kyle said with a smile, "I don't think Professor McGonagall can accept it."

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