Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry.
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He is not interested in the competitive game of wizard cards, or he doesn't know what wizard cards are at all.
Naturally, he didn't know what his students were excited about.
His eyes fell on Dudley, stayed there for less than three seconds, and then looked away.
Just a mediocre little wizard.
Karkaroff thought disdainfully.
His eyes lingered on Harry for a while.
After all, it is the star of the entire wizarding world, the savior Harry Potter.
In fact, his going to Durmstrang as headmaster also has something to do with Harry.
"Professor Karkaroff, I think we should go to the castle to continue chatting. Ms. Maxim of Beauxbaton has been waiting inside for a long time."
Dumbledore said with a smile on his face.
Karkaroff didn't say any more. The Durmstrang delegation followed Dumbledore and his party into Hogwarts Castle. They behaved very calmly, completely different from the young wizards entering Hogwarts for the first time.
As one of the three major magic schools in Europe, Durmstrang is not much worse than Hogwarts in the strict sense. Hogwarts has a vast forbidden forest with countless magical animals and plants. Durmstrang Strong has a lake in the mountains that is wider than Black Lake, and there are countless ghostly ships docked in it. The aquatic plants and animals at the bottom of the lake are not inferior to the Forbidden Forest at all.
It is also a castle, Hogwarts is majestic and impregnable, and is the safest place in the wizarding world, while Durmstrang belongs to the city of Winter, mysterious and unpredictable, and no one knows the exact location.
There are advantages and disadvantages between the two.
As for the castle of Beauxbaton's school, it is not so old. It was funded hundreds of years ago by the alchemist Nicole Flamel and his wife Perenal Flamel when they visited in their youth. In an even older time period, Beauxbatons existed in the form of a manor rather than a castle. There were no such places as the Forbidden Forest or the Lake in the Mountain, but Shengzai was like spring all year round, with pleasant scenery, and a huge Restoration and beautification features of the Magic Fountain.
"My God, it's Victor!"
Accompanying the people from Durmstrom into the auditorium, many young wizards who liked Quidditch started talking after seeing Victor.
"Oh, I can't believe I don't have a quill with me."
"Do you think he will sign my clothes with lipstick?"
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The treatment of star players is naturally different.
The students of the Beauxbatons delegation had chosen their seats at the Ravenclaw table early.The students of the Durmstrang delegation gathered at the door, not knowing where to choose, Gryffindor or Slytherin
As for Hufflepuff, well, neither delegation took that into account.
In the end, they chose Slytherin. After all, in their impression, Slytherin, like their school, has a certain research on black magic.
It's a pity that although the long tables at Hogwarts are still arranged according to the four major colleges, in fact, the young wizards of the four colleges often hang around the table, and the fixed college seats are already old calendars.
So Ron sat next to Victor, but unfortunately Victor wanted to chat with Draco and the others.
After a few simple chats, Dumbledore announced the official start of the banquet, and plates of delicacies appeared on the table.
In addition to those usual dishes, there are one or two more special dishes.
For example, right in front of Ron is a dish that looks like a hodgepodge of seafood.
“French bouillabaisse, tastes good.”
As Hermione spoke, she served some for herself and spooned a bowl for Dudley, who also had such a dish in front of her and Dudley.
Ron also tried to taste a little, then silently put down the spoon.
This dish doesn't suit his stomach at all.
Victor's taste is quite delicious. Although he is not French, he seems to like this taste very much.
In order to get closer to the idol, Ron bit the bullet and tried a second bite.
Silently put down the spoon again, the instinctive resistance from his body made him really unable to swallow.
Go fucking idol.
Ron resolutely gave up on this dish and began to munch on the chicken legs with both hands.
Ravenclaw
Among Beauxbaton's students, there was a witch who was the most eye-catching. She had a pair of big azure blue eyes, a mouthful of clean white teeth, and long silver hair that fell down to her waist like a waterfall.
Those eyes and smiles touched the hearts of many little wizards around.
Even the young wizards at the Hufflepuff table next door were affected.
"Good taste, as good as the cook at Beauxbatons."
The witch took a shallow sip of the bouillabaisse and said with satisfaction: "I never thought that there are people in places like Hogwarts who know how to cook and gourmet food. I thought I would be hungry today."
Her words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of some little witches, and the little wizards looked intoxicated.
Not long after he finished speaking, he received a merciless ridicule.
"Some people eat this kind of messy food. I'm really worried about your Beauxbatons' food."
Madison threw the spoon aside and looked at the Bouillabaisse in the bowl with disgust on his face, as if it was some very unpalatable food.
She stretched her body lazily, outlining a perfect curve, and lightly licked the corner of her mouth with her pink tongue. That breathtaking movement attracted more little wizards to sink.
Even the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrom were not spared.
The eyes of the two little witches met in the air.
It seems that countless sparks collide together.
"Meet you again, Fleur Delacour."
Madison looked at Beauxbaton's witch with disgust.
"Didn't want to see you here, Madison Roberts Flint."
The Beauxbaton witch called Fleur Delacour said without showing any weakness.
"You really make me sick."
Madison: "Each each other."
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In the middle of the banquet, Hogwarts ushered in two guests again, two guests from the Ministry of Magic, one was Ludo Bagman, the director of the Department of Sports and Sports of the Ministry of Magic, and the other was unexpectedly to everyone's surprise.
"Father?"
Draco stared blankly at the man in the Ministry of Magic costume at the teacher's seat.
It was Draco's father, Lucius.
As the special commissioner of the Ministry of Magic, he came together with Ludo Bagman for the three colleges.
"He never mentioned it to me."
Draco looked at his father, frowning slightly.
This is not normal.
He planned to find some time to ask his father.
At the end of the banquet, Dumbledore cleared his throat and drew attention to himself: "I have something important to announce."
"I think everyone has heard some news before this."
"Yes, the Triwizard Tournament, a legendary event that has been suspended for centuries, will officially resume this year."
Although everyone had guessed for a long time, after Dumbledore's official announcement, the little wizards still started the discussion with excitement.
"One warrior will be selected from each of the three schools of magic, Hogwarts, Durmstrang, and Beauxbatons."
"Once you are selected, it will mean that you will have to fight alone. This is a very dangerous thing. Please participate carefully." Dumbledore emphasized seriously.
Regarding Dumbledore's words, many young wizards are no longer in the mood to listen to it. They just want to sign up and make a splash.
Then Lucius announced the rules of the Triwizard Tournament on behalf of the Ministry of Magic. There are three competitions in total, and the one with the highest score will win. In order to minimize the accident rate, wizards under the age of 17 cannot sign up.
The little wizards all expressed their dissatisfaction with this rule and got booed.
Age has never been a sign of whether a wizard is powerful or not.
Look at the famous Mr. Potter, who killed the Dark Lord when he was a baby, but he is not yet 17 years old.
Isn't this rule just making things difficult for Mr. Potter?
Dumbledore seemed to have expected this outcome long ago, so he asked Filch to bring out the Goblet of Fire—a large goblet made of rough-cut wood and glass. It is also inconspicuous, but it is full of blue and white flames.
Flames are not ordinary flames
Dudley used the Data Eye to see that there was a contract in it.
The Goblet of Fire is indeed a cup of contract. The so-called Triwizard Contest is actually registered through the Goblet of Fire.
Once a contract is made, it cannot be violated, otherwise the consequences will be very serious.
Dumbledore drew a circle around the Goblet of Fire with his wand, the white lines were very eye-catching.
"This age line, no one under the age of seventeen can cross this line."
"Of course, if you can cross this line and successfully throw the parchment with your name on it into the cup, then it is also considered a successful registration."
In this way, it is not counted as the prescribed age of death. As long as you have the ability to register successfully, it will be considered as a pass.
"From today until this Thursday, the Goblet of Fire will be kept here, waiting for everyone's registration."
As soon as this sentence came out, many young wizards looked at each other, and their thoughts that shouldn't have come alive again.
Representing Hogwarts would be so much fun.
The reward for the champion of the key Triwizard Tournament is a whole thousand Galleons.
Watching Dumbledore, Lucius, Bagman, and the principals of the other two schools leave, many young wizards were eager to try.
"Those who take chances don't have to think about it."
"The last Triwizard Tournament was terminated due to too many deaths. In other words, there is no need to register before you are not ready to face death."
Dudley kindly reminded that his words were like pouring down a basin of cold water, extinguishing the fiery hearts of many little wizards.
Although glory is important, it is not as important as life.
"Karkaroff."
Just as Karkaroff was about to take Durmstrang's students back to the ship to rest, a familiar voice sounded behind him, which seemed to be full of anger.
Karkaroff turned around abruptly, and the next moment his face turned pale, and he showed a terrifying expression mixed with resentment and fear.
Directly in front of him was Moody staring at him with his magic eye.
"It's you!"
Karkaroff gritted his teeth and stared at Moody and said bitterly. His eyes seemed to be able to shoot out flames, and the strength seemed to crush his mouth full of teeth.
"It's me!" Moody stared back without showing any weakness: "We meet again, Karkaroff."
"The last time we met was more than ten years ago, oh, it just happened like yesterday"
Moody's tone sounded like he was talking to an old friend, except that Karkaroff didn't think so.
Sure enough, Moody changed the subject and looked at Karkaroff mockingly: "Throw you into Azkaban like a dead dog."
It was Moody who spent six months chasing and capturing Karkaroff. For the former Auror who captured him, Karkaroff left a deep shadow in his heart.
Moody glanced at Karkaroff's clenched fists, and snorted disdainfully.
"From now on, I will always watch you, keep staring at you, keep watching you. I know, you have always kept in touch with the group of black wizards. If you do something small, if I catch you, I will I will definitely take you back again, to Azkaban, I promise."
Moody pressed on every step, and Karkaroff hurriedly backed away until his back was pressed against the wall and there was no way to retreat.
"I can catch you once or I can catch you twice."
"That's where you should be, with darkness all day long, only despair."
Moody said calmly.
"I'm telling you, I'm not afraid of you!" Karkaroff shouted at Moody, but his tone was so unconvincing.
He has personally experienced Moody's strength, and he is not an opponent at all. Even if it is an old wizard who is lame, blind, and old, he is still not sure.
Although wizards don't get stronger as they get older, but the elite of the Aurors who used to be, even now they are old, are definitely not weak.
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