The spirit behind the gods

In October, the sky was a little overcast.

As night approached, the deans of the various colleges lined up in front of the line leading their students.

"Mr. Weasley, put your hat on!" Professor McGonagall was as stern as ever, and Ron's hat was pulled out just a little crooked, "Miss Patil, take that ridiculous thing out of your hair!" "

Just as Professor McGonagall was managing the team, the deans of the other three houses were doing the same.

Before Hogwarts Castle, the students who continued the year were in the lead, while the senior students were in the back.

On Halloween, it's a cold but exceptionally fresh evening, and as a translucent moon hangs over the Forbidden Forest, time is getting closer and closer to the usual dinner time.

"It's almost six o'clock!"

Ron raised his hand, and as he moved, a three-dimensional time automatically appeared on the bracelet, and most of the Hogwarts students like him were in a fidgeting excitement.

"Quiet!" Hermione closed the magic book in her hand, and then raised her wrist as well, and with the operation, she automatically took over control of Athena, the magical brain, "Everything within a 20-kilometer radius of the entire Hogwarts is under my surveillance... The goal is about 5 minutes away! "

Hermione wasn't as happy as everyone else, and a group of Hogwarts students waited in the cold wind for the other two participating houses in the Triwizard Tournament, Beauxbatons and Durmstrand.

"Really, how did they get here? Flying broomsticks, or trains? Harry asked, equally curious.

Hermione shook her head, looking at the crowd still waiting in the wind, her wand raised.

"The wind returns to the clouds!"

A pillar of light shot into the air from Hermione's hand, and strange things were realized with a very action, the cold wind that was still roaring from time to time disappeared completely after a few breaths, and the clouds that had flashed in the air from time to time were completely gone, and the moonlight illuminated the earth like a searchlight.

Because of the absence of the cold wind, everyone's faces looked much more energetic, and many of the junior students in Hogwarts looked at Hermione who had put away her wand with almost adoring eyes.

"Miss Granger, don't be so used to children..."Professor McGonagall seemed to be reproaching Hermione's actions, but in fact she was very satisfied with Hermione's actions, "Gryffindor, add 20 points!" "

In the face of this almost daily plus, everyone is not the slightest dissatisfied, after all, no one wants to continue to wait in the cold wind.

Hermione had no curiosity about the other two houses, and when she was looking for cooperation in colleges all over the world, Hermione had communicated with each of them, so she naturally didn't feel strange to the two houses.

Soon the two colleges appeared, with Beauxbatons students descending from the sky in horse-drawn carriages, and Durmstrang students appearing as Chen Zuo's submarine emerging from the lake.

Not many people from the two houses came to Hogwarts, and after all, it was only an exchange of the Triwizard Tournament, not a complete exchange of the three houses.

But even so, the people from the two schools together are no less than the students of any year at Hogwarts.

The Triwizard Tournament also officially began on the day when the three academies arrived, and of course there was still some time before the tournament began, before which the students of the three academies had to select qualified heroes from the Goblet of Fire.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as the organizer... I've given you all of you at Hogwarts the Goblet of Fire selection, and the next 24 hours will be the final selection time, and once you've been chosen by the Goblet of Fire, you'll have to keep the contract anyway and make the Triwizard Tournament until the last minute... So, I wish you all a good night! "

Maybe the early selection of Hogwarts is not fair to the other two houses, but the wizarding world has never been absolutely fair, and when Voldemort was rampant in the British wizarding world in the past, he didn't see wizards from other countries to help.

The Triwizard Tournament may seem fair, but Hogwarts, as the host, still has a bit of privilege.

This privilege is earned by strength, and if it weren't for Dumbledore's strength to crush the headmasters of the two houses, Hogwarts would not have been able to obtain such a privilege at all.

The 24 hours were fleeting, and the people who wanted to sign up at Hogwarts had already cast their names before that, while the people from the other two houses had already cast their names before dawn.

When everyone returned to the Great Hall at Hogwarts the next evening, the Goblet of Fire, which had been placed outside the Great Hall, had now been carried inside the Great Hall.

As Durmstrang's Quidditch star, Krum can undoubtedly enjoy the treatment of a star wherever he goes, but the eyes of this big star did not stay on people in Slytherin, Ravenclaw and other houses, but aimed at Hermione who looked down at a book.

Today is Halloween, and the dinner that was already very sumptuous has become more sumptuous than ever with the confirmation of the Triwizard Tournament list and the double blessing of Halloween, and all kinds of delicacies have temporarily blocked everyone's mouths. Bar.

After the group had filled their stomachs, everyone looked at Dumbledore in the hope that he would finish his meal early and announce the final list of warriors.

As everyone finished eating, the remaining food on the plates in front of all the long tables disappeared one by one, and the golden plates returned to their spotless state.

Immediately after that, Dumbledore stood up from his position, and the auditorium, which was still a little noisy, suddenly fell silent.

Sitting next to Dumbledore, Karkaroff and Lady Maxime looked like ordinary students, with apprehension and anxiety filling their hearts.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Goblet of Fire will decide the list of Champions, and the Chosen Champions, I want them to walk to the top of the auditorium, walk down the faculty desk, and into the next room--"