A bizarre adventure at Hogwarts

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“Mr. Filch, please bring the box up.”

Dumbledore whispered to Filch in the corner, dressed in a straight tuxedo, vigorously organized from head to toe, just like his rigid spiritual head.

Now he walked towards Dumbledore, holding a large wooden box inlaid with jewels, which looked very old.

“The specific projects of this year’s Warriors competition, Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman have carefully reviewed, there are three programs that will be held at different times throughout the school year, they will test the abilities of the participating students, and the game will be followed by the media of various countries throughout the competition… Of course, during the off-season, we prepared a lot of entertainment to serve the students and visiting guests who did not participate in the competition, and tried to keep everyone entertained….”

“You already know that there will be three warriors in the race.”

Dumbledore said calmly, “Each of the three represents a participating school. We will rate them based on the quality of each event they complete, and at the end of the three events, the highest scoring warrior is the champion. The one responsible for selecting the warriors is an impartial selector, and it is the Goblet of Fire. ”

Speaking of this, Dumbledore pulled out his wand and tapped it three times on the lid of the box. The lid creaked open slowly. Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large rough-cut wooden goblet.

At first glance, the cup looks earthy to death, but the blue-white flames dancing inside make it extremely conspicuous.

“That thing is said to have been something that King Arthur used to select warriors… I didn’t expect to use it here now…”

I don’t know who spread such gossip, Joshua only laughed when he heard it.

“And then… Registration rules…. Professor Lockhart will explain it to you…”

Dumbledore sat back, and Lockhart appeared.

He first showed his signature shining smile, and received a lot of exclamations and screams, of course, most of these sounds were made by those little girls with beautiful faces and foreigners who did not know the world.

“It’s an honor… I was able to set foot in Hogwarts once, and I thought I would never step into Hogwarts again after that lecture the year before…”

“Unexpectedly, soapy and slippery….”

Lockhart began to sigh with a long beard, ignoring that Professor McGonagall’s old face had become dark and dark.

“In the past two years, I have traveled all over Europe, and there are so many dark sides of the world that I need to save. I walked from the icefields and mountains of northern Europe to the mountain forests of southern Europe… In fact, the week before I was in Albania to inspect the ecology there, someone called me back with a letter saying that there was a lack of a reliable narrator…”

“So I…”

He painted so many murals that it almost made people think that he had gone to Dunhuang, so Professor McGonagall finally couldn’t help it.

“Enough! Lockhart! Dumbledore told you to give your students the rules for registering for the Tournament! ”

Lockhart’s expression froze, and then he was embarrassed. Ah~ sorry… I’ve been giving too many speeches lately, I’m used to it…”

Then he coughed in the disdainful eyes of the students, and said in a positive tone:

“It’s easy to sign up, just throw your names into the Goblet of Fire, until tomorrow evening, and then the Goblet of Fire will announce its chosen heroes…”

“Of course you don’t have to worry about the flames burning your little hands and notes.”

No one picked up the joke, but he was not afraid and continued to tell.

“But there is one point! Whoever throws his name into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be observed. Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. Just sign up! He has to keep playing to the end. ”

Speaking of this, Lockhart said with a smile: “Of course… In order to ensure the safety of our students, we also set up a line of defense in front of the Goblet of Fire to prevent unqualified students from getting involved…”

“By the way, no one under the age of seventeen can cross that line!”

After the rules of the Triwizard Tournament had been explained, Dumbledore beckoned the students to sleep, because it was indeed late.

There was a little episode when I returned to the bedroom.

Harry was giving way to Durmstrang’s crowd when Karkaroff found the scar on his head, but before anyone could say anything, Moody appeared angrily.

He calmly said “roll”, which was much more arrogant than the little Barty Crouch in the original book.

But in the end, Karkaroff only showed a terrible expression mixed with resentment and fear, and then walked away with his students without saying a word.

The next day is Saturday, and generally the students go to breakfast late.

However, because the opening of the Triwizard Tournament was just announced yesterday, few people really slept in, and most of them rushed to the auditorium, and after breakfast, they guarded the Goblet of Fire, seeing that Tie Hanhan dared to go up and cast his name into it.

A thin gold thread was drawn on the floor, ten feet long on each side, enclosing the cup in the middle.

“Did anyone put their name in?” Ron asked a third-year girl eagerly.

“Yes, all the representatives of Durmstrang arrived here early on to cast their names, but I haven’t seen anyone sign up for Hogwarts.”

While they were talking, Beauxbatons students were coming in through the front door from the field, and among them was a beautiful girl like a veela.

Those gathered around the Goblet of Fire backed away, letting them pass and watching eagerly.

One by one, the students of Bugebarton crossed the age line and threw their parchment into the blue-white flames. When each name is thrown into the flames, the flames quickly turn red and burst out of a little spark.

“You say, what happens to those who are not chosen?”

Ron asked in a low voice.

“I don’t know… But I know of a way to make Goblet of Fire necessarily pick someone…”

Joshua said inscrutably on the side.

This really attracted the attention of many people, and even the Beauxbatons not far away cocked their ears and listened.

“The method is simple… As long as he is the only one in the school to vote, will it be soon? The Goblet of Fire can’t pick out someone who replaces Durmstrang with someone from our Hogwarts, right? ”

(THANKS TO MR. WHITE WOLF AND DIODA FOR THE MONTHLY PASS…) ）_

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