Joyous Jun's Own Opinion

The Triwizard Tournament was created some 700 years ago as a friendly rivalry between the three largest schools of magic in Europe.The three schools are Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.Each school chooses a warrior, and then competes in three magic items.The Triwizard Tournament is held every five years and the three schools take turns hosting it.

Each school selects one warrior, and three warriors compete in three magic events, which are held at different times of each school year.They will test the warriors in many different ways, testing their magical talents, strengths, courage, theory, reasoning ability and ability to overcome danger.They are graded according to the quality of their completion of each item, and the warrior with the highest combined score of the three items wins.Held every five years, the three schools take turns hosting.

It was agreed that the competition was a great way for young wizards from different countries to build friendships.But later, there were too many deaths and too many contestants, and the Triwizard Tournament was interrupted.

Over the centuries, there have been several attempts to revive the Tournament.In Harry's fourth year at school, the Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports at the Ministry of Magic decided that the time was ripe for another try, so the competition was restarted, with a prize of a thousand Galleons.Competitors have a prescribed age limit.In other words, only students over the age of 17 are allowed to register.

But the actual situation is true. Everyone believes that the increasingly protracted war has dragged down the British magic community, so they must find a way to temporarily stop the continuation of the war.

So the Triwizard Tournament has become the best way. If the Triwizard Tournament in the original plot was an unknown conspiracy, then the current Triwizard Tournament is a war of open flames, and wars will kill people.

Cedric Diego was indeed a very good student, but this battle belonged to wizards, and now he was going to die just like everyone else.

Time passed quickly, and after confirming the start time of the Triwizard Tournament, it was time for the other two magic schools to arrive at Hogwarts in a blink of an eye.At the same time, Li Luo had also been in Hogwarts for two years.

"Professor, this is not a friendly match." Li Luo stood beside Dumbledore and whispered.

"I know, but it's not up to me."

The battle between British wizards has intensified. Qing Deng joined the battle, and even many yellow lights were forced to brainwash, but Qing Deng did not choose to be an enemy of anyone, but silently sniped.But everyone knows that Qing Deng can never be full of good intentions.

However, the wizarding world of 5000 people has lost too much in the continuous battles, so they need qualified fighters, but in the British wizarding world, qualified fighters almost do not exist.

All coincidentally, everyone set their sights on the other two colleges, Beauxbatons and Demsront. Demsront is an academy that teaches black magic, and their principal was once a foodie. Dead Apostles, so Voldemort has set his sights on Demsrant.

In Voldemort's eyes, what a suitable source of troops this is.

Dumbledore's reason for wooing Beauxbaton was different from Voldemort's. He hoped for a more powerful help-Nicole May.Although Nick Flamel said that he had given up his life, everyone knew that if it was true, he would not study the Philosopher's Stone.

The castle underwent a thorough sweep, and several grimy portraits were scrubbed away, much to the displeasure of those scrubbed.They sat huddled in the picture frame, muttering sullenly, and grinning in pain every time they touched the new pink tender flesh on their faces.That caused the armor to suddenly shine, and stop creaking when it moved.The caretaker, Argus Filch, threw a vicious tantrum at the sight of a student who forgot to wipe his shoes, driving two first-year girls into hysterics.

Other faculty members also seemed extremely nervous.

Noisy voices sounded from behind the professors. By the way, Li Luo is now the professor of Potions, because Snape has already left Hogwarts, so Li Luo took advantage of the trend up.

At the very least, up to now, Dumbledore knows that he is no longer able to check and balance Li Luo, and what he can do is to make Li Luo minimize the damage to the wizarding world as much as possible. The war of color and light has made this old man very depressed up.

"Quiet!" Professor McGonagall looked at the group of agitated students in front of him, coughed heavily, and reminded him aloud, the wrinkles around the deep-set eye sockets became more and more obvious as the brows furrowed.

All the students fell silent immediately, it was the first time they had seen the old lady so serious - even though she was usually not smiling.

They became quiet, but this still couldn't stop them excitedly scanning the gradually darkened field, however, there was still no movement after a long time.Everything was still, quiet, as usual.

Suddenly something huge, much bigger than a broomstick—or a hundred broomsticks, at least—was rushing across the dark blue sky toward the castle, growing bigger and bigger.

The lights of the castle cast a powder blue color on the carriage.

The carriage is getting bigger and bigger, like a house, and it is flying in the air with twelve winged horses. They are all silver-maned horses, and each horse is about the size of an elephant. There should be only horses of this size. Able to pull such a carriage.

The carriage flew even lower and was landing at an incomparably fast speed. The students standing in the first three rows hurriedly backed away——then, an earth-shattering loud noise shook some timid students to their knees. The senior students next to them Hurry to support them from behind to avoid embarrassment.

Then I saw those horseshoes thumping on the ground, each of them the size of a vegetable plate.In the blink of an eye, the carriage also landed on the ground, vibrating on the huge wheels, and at the same time those golden horses shook their huge heads, their big fiery red eyes rolled round and round, and their nostrils breathed hot air.

On the door is a coat of arms (two golden crossed wands with three stars emerging from each), one of Beauxbaton's symbols.

A boy in a light blue robe stepped forward, jumped out of the carriage, bent down, groped for something on the floor of the carriage, and opened a golden spiral staircase, then he jumped back respectfully, a shiny black From the carriage protruded a high-heeled shoe the size of a child's sled—and a woman of indescribable size appeared after her.

Chapter 31 The Deadly Race

"She should have the blood of giants." Ron whispered, but even so, Hermione quickly covered his mouth.

"Shut up!" she said.

As Mrs. Maxim got closer to the Hogwarts students who were in charge of welcoming them, it seemed even more bizarre.When she came into the light that fell from the hall, they saw that she had a very handsome olive face, with large, dark, watery eyes, and a very sharp nose.Her hair was pulled back in a shiny bun at the base of her neck.She was wrapped from head to toe in black satin, and at her neck and thick fingers gleamed with many rich opals. ,

Dumbledore began to applaud, and the classmates clapped along with them. Many stood on tiptoe, trying to see the woman more clearly.

Her face slackened, a graceful smile spread out, and she walked towards Dumbledore with a gleaming hand.Although Dumbledore was also tall, he barely stooped to kiss the hand.

"Dear Madame Maxime," he said, "welcome to Hogwarts."

"Dumbledore," Madame Maxime said in a deep voice, "I hope you are all well." Madame Maxime knew something, her eyes secretly skipped the smile Li Luo, and continued to talk to Dumbledore talking.

"Very well, thank you," said Dumbledore.

"My student," Madame Maxime said, waving her huge hand nonchalantly behind her.

About a dozen or so boys and girls got out of the carriage at this moment and were standing behind Madame Maxime.Judging from their appearance, they were all about eighteen or nineteen years old, and they were all trembling slightly.This was not surprising, for their robes seemed to be of fine silk, and none wore cloaks.A few students covered their heads with scarves or headscarves, and occasionally a few showed their faces, full of vigilance.

"Is Karkaroff here?" Madame Maxime asked.

"He will come any moment," said Dumbledore. "Would you rather wait here to meet him, or go in first to warm yourself?"

"Let's keep warm," said Madame Maxime, "but those horses—"

"Our Care of Magical Creatures teacher will be happy to take care of them," said Dumbledore, smiling.

Professor Graplan stepped forward immediately and said: "We have prepared a fine single malt whiskey." The female teacher seemed to be able to handle all this with ease.

"Come," Madame Maxime said solemnly to her students.So the Hogwarts crowd cleared a passage for her and her students to walk up the stone steps and into the Great Hall.

In contrast, the appearance of the Durmstrang delegation was even weirder. The students at Hogwarts were shivering from the cold, and there was silence for a while, only to hear Madame Maxime's giant horse spurting. The sound of snorting and stomping hooves.at this time--

A loud, odd sound floated toward them from the darkness: a suppressed rumbling and sucking, like a giant vacuum moving along the riverbed...

Hogwarts teachers and students stood on the slope of the lawn overlooking the grounds, and could clearly see the calm and dark water-but the water suddenly became calm.There was a commotion under the water in the middle of the lake, huge splashes rose from the surface, and waves crashed against the wet shore—then, right in the middle of the lake, a great whirlpool appeared, as if a huge plug had suddenly emerged from the bottom of the lake. was pulled out...

A long black pole-like thing slowly rose from the whirlpool...a sail.