Harry Potter Reborn

Chapter 344 The Beginning of the Goblet of Fire!

"Hahahaha...quack, quack, quack..." Harry laughed strangely.

He couldn't bear it anymore.

Hermione wanted to laugh too, but not because of Ron, but because Harry was teasing Fleur Delacour.

She said angrily: "Harry, why are you teasing her? She is a guest after all."

Harry said: "She doesn't know how to ask for anything. What do you think of her? She's bossy."

Hermione suddenly said with something different: "But she is quite beautiful, isn't she? There are not many like her in Hogwarts. Look where the silver-haired girl walked, how many boys turned their heads and looked at her like idiots

Hold her!"

Harry pretended to be dumbfounded: "Ah, is there one? It's very ordinary. Look, isn't there a girl who is as good-looking as her sitting next to her?"

Hermione looked around and saw that the person sitting next to her was clearly Zhang Qiu.

…

Furong was very angry.

She looked at the Ravenclaw girl next to her with envy and jealousy. That girl had a gentle temperament and was very popular. The girls around her surrounded her, discussing things happily with her as the center.

Fleur is not like this. She is confident that she is not inferior to anyone in terms of appearance, but she has no friends. She has always been alone in Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

She never understood why this happened.

Zhang Qiu noticed that Furong was in a bad mood. She turned around and asked with concern: "Hello, what can I do for you?"

Obviously this girl looks a few years younger than her, but she has a warm feeling like her mother.

Furong said: "It's nothing, I just met a nasty little devil!"

Zhang Qiu was thoughtful. She just saw Fleur seeming to be saying something to Harry, and now she's like this when she comes back...

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In the faculty seat, Ludo Bagman arrived and sat on the other side of Professor Karkaroff.

After the main meal, another wave of sweets were served.

When the golden plates became empty again, Dumbledore stood up.

Needless to say, a mixture of excitement and nervousness filled the auditorium.

Fred and George leaned forward and stared at Dumbledore very intently, praying that they would hear some good news that would help them exploit the loophole.

Dumbledore smiled and said: "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. Let me say a few words first. What I want to say is only three points, each point is divided into eight small points, and each small point has fourteen sections. Each section

…”

"Haha, just kidding." Seeing that the atmosphere had cooled down, Dumbledore said with a smile.

The almost solid auditorium suddenly became chaotic and filled with joyful air.

"Of course, I still have to say what needs to be said. First of all, I want to explain that as the Minister of Magic, I can only participate in the opening ceremony and the day of the competition. The specific process arrangements in between are all arranged by this Ludo...

Mr. Bagman is in charge, and he is now the Acting Minister of Physical Education at the Ministry of Magic."

Ludo Bagman stood up, took off his hat and bowed.

"Ludo Bagman, Principal McGonagall, Professor Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxim form a judging panel to judge every aspect of the warriors' competition."

After mentioning "Warriors", the auditorium became quiet, and the students seemed to be listening more attentively.

Dumbledore smiled slightly: "Mr. Bagman has carefully reviewed the specific events for this year's warrior competition. There are three events in total, which will be carried out at different times throughout the school year. They will test the warriors in many different aspects: Magic

Their talents, their courage and reasoning ability, and their ability to overcome danger..."

After hearing the last sentence, the auditorium became silent, as if everyone stopped breathing.

"You should already know that three warriors will be selected to participate in the competition, each representing a participating school. The judges will rate them based on the quality of each competition event they complete. After the three events are completed, the one with the highest score will

The Warriors will win the Triwizard Cup."

"As for how to fairly select the three warriors... please invite Ms. Gray."

Helena fluttered and walked from the door to the front. In her hand, she held a large wooden box inlaid with jewelry, but the box looked very old and was about to rot.

The classmates watched with fascination and excitedly discussed what was inside.

In order to see more clearly, one by one simply stood on the chair and straightened their necks.

This is the picture: Goose and goose, bending their necks to sing to the sky.

Dumbledore took out his new wand and tapped the broken box three times. The box slowly opened.

Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large, roughly carved wooden goblet.

The cup was very ordinary, as if it had been carved by an apprentice who had just learned wood carving for three days. It was terrible to look at.

But there was a beating blue-white flame burning brightly inside.

Dumbledore closed the box and placed the cup on the lid so that everyone in the Great Hall could clearly see it.

Dumbledore said quietly: "Every student who wants to run for the Warriors just needs to write his name and the name of the school on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet. Those who are interested need to do it within two days.

Sign up within fourteen hours. Tomorrow night, which is Halloween night, the Goblet of Fire will select the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools."

Dumbledore's face became serious: "One thing I want to emphasize is that this competition is not a child's play. Although the safety of the warriors has been taken care of as much as possible, the competition is still full of risks, and you can be seriously injured if you are not careful. After all, the competition is

There must be competition, there is no difficulty in the competition, what you train is just the flowers in the greenhouse!"

"So wizards under the age of seventeen are prohibited from participating! I will draw an age-restricted circle around the Goblet of Fire. This is for your safety."

Principal McGonagall mentioned something similar at the beginning of the school year, but unfortunately it didn't dispel some students' thoughts.

Dumbledore continued: "But there is a saying that if Merlin nails a door to you, he will smash a window of yours."

"The selection rules are not impersonal. If the magic can break through the other magic I set, then there is still a chance."

"Okay, it's almost time. You can go back and rest. We'll start putting in names tomorrow."

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The students all walked through the auditorium and dispersed toward the two doors leading to the foyer.

It can be expected that no one will sleep tonight.

Fred Weasley said, his eyes sparkling: "The age limit is easy to deal with. You can definitely be fooled by age-enhancing drugs, right? As long as we can cross that line, this matter will be considered a success.

The Goblet of Fire is not responsible for selecting who is over seventeen years old and who is under seventeen!"

George actually hesitated: "But I think it's impossible for people under the age of seventeen to win. We haven't learned enough. What if it's really dangerous?"

Fred's eyes widened, as if he didn't recognize George anymore: "You're not scared, are you? No, we've prepared the age-increasing potion. Tell me honestly, is there someone who took the polyjuice potion and pretended to be someone else?

?”

George slapped away Fred's hand that was twisting hard on his face and said, "Who's afraid? Just do it."

"That's right." Fred said.

…

late at night.

The door to the auditorium was pushed open.

There was silence.

Only a wooden cup burning with blue flames reflected the faint blue around it.

A young figure stood in front of the Goblet of Fire, his eyes glowing blue and a vicious smile on his lips.

"Harry Potter, I thought about it for a long time before I came up with this method. You don't want to be eliminated in the first level."

He threw a small note into the Goblet of Fire, and the flames jumped up and swallowed up the note.

"Jiejiejiejie(jie)..." Horrible laughter echoed in the hall.