Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

The desserts on the table finally disappeared, the golden plate seemed to have been wiped clean in an instant, and Dumbledore stood up again.

"The moment has finally arrived," Dumbledore said, smiling at the upturned faces. "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. Before the official announcement, please allow me to say a few more words."

He waited until silence returned in the auditorium before continuing.

"First of all, please allow me to introduce two guests. This is Mr. Ludo Bagman - Director of the Department of Physical Education and Sports of the Ministry of Magic..."

Bagman stood up, smiled and waved to express his thanks. He was a little stout and his face was far away, and he looked very kind, so he received a lot of applause.

"And -" he paused for a moment, not knowing whether he put away the smile on his face intentionally or not, "Senior Advisor to the Minister of Magic, Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart..."

Umbridge kept staring at Dumbledore, and when she saw that his smile suddenly stopped, she subconsciously showed a thoughtful expression.

Lockhart stood up nonchalantly, with a charming smile on his face that could win him another award in Wizarding Weekly, and waved to the students below.

Applause and cheers immediately broke out, sweeping across the entire auditorium. The noise was countless times louder than when Bagman stood up just now.

Dumbledore pressed his hands down to signal everyone to stop cheering, and then continued: "In the past few months, Mr. Bagman and Mr. Lockhart have worked tirelessly to arrange the Triwizard Tournament. They will

Together with the principals of our three schools, we will form a judging panel to judge the competition between the warriors."

As soon as they heard the word "warrior", the little wizards all concentrated their attention and listened carefully. Dumbledore smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Filch, please bring up the box."

Filch walked towards Dumbledore, holding a large wooden box inlaid with jewels in his hand. The box looked very old and full of vicissitudes.

"There are three events in this year's competition, taking place at different times throughout the school year. They will test the warriors' magic level, courage and their reasoning ability in many different aspects - and, of course, their ability to overcome danger.

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Dumbledore said, slowly taking the box and placing it on the table in front of him.

"As you know, there are a total of three warriors participating in the competition, representing their respective schools. The referee team will rate them according to the quality of each competition event they complete. After the three events are completed, the warrior with the highest score will win

Triwizard Cup.”

He paused briefly and continued.

"The person responsible for selecting the warriors is a fair selector. Please allow me to introduce to you - the Goblet of Fire!"

He took out his wand and tapped the lid of the box three times, and the lid slowly opened.

Dumbledore reached inside and took out a wooden goblet, placing it on the lid so that everyone in the Great Hall could clearly see it.

This cup is inconspicuous, and its surface is very roughly carved, just like a handmade toy made by a child. The magical thing is that the blue-white flame is burning in this cup, and it seems that it has never been extinguished after so many years.

"Tonight, the goblet is placed in the hall. Every student who wants to be a warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment within twenty-four hours and throw it into the goblet.

"Goblet," Dumbledore raised his head and said, "Tomorrow night, which is the eve of Halloween, the Goblet will choose the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools."

The auditorium began to become noisy again, and students' whispers could be heard from everywhere.

Everyone is talking about trying their luck and throwing their names into the Goblet of Fire. If one of them happens to be chosen, it will be really honorable!

"Finally, I would like to remind every student who wants to participate in the election to note that this competition is not a child's play. Do not participate rashly. Once the warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must persist in the competition to the end."

Dumbledore spoke again, his expression and voice obviously a little serious, but his eyes were very relaxed, and he was looking at Glenn.

Seeing that Glenn noticed his gaze, he even blinked secretly.

"Putting your name into the cup means that a magical contract has been formed that must be abided by. Therefore, please think twice and make sure you really want to participate in the competition before throwing your name in.

cup..."

These words obviously dissuaded many young wizards who just wanted to join in the fun, but there were still a large number of eager students chatting happily about something.

"Okay!" Dumbledore said again, "It's getting late, I think it's time for you to go back and rest."

"Speaking of which, are you now a Beauxbatons student or a Hogwarts student?" Glenn asked casually as they were queuing up to leave the auditorium.

Morgana pointed in the direction of the castle gate and said: "It's still Beauxbatons for now. When the game is over, I won't go back with them."

"That's great!" Qiu looked very surprised.

At this time, they had almost reached the door of the auditorium, when suddenly there was a noise in front of them.

Glenn heard the sound and looked over. The person who made the sound was "Mad Eye Moody". He leaned on his crutches and glared at Karkaroff, staring at him with his see-through magic eyes.

Karkaroff's face turned pale, looking frightened and angry. Harry stood there in confusion, not knowing what was happening.

Karkaroff, who was scolded for a few words, said nothing and left quickly with his students. Moody stared at him until he was out of sight, with an expression of extreme disgust on his mutilated face.

As a clean ex-Death Eater, it has become Karkaroff's instinct to fear Moody.

But he didn't know that the hatred between the man in front of him and him was much greater than the real Moody——

It was Karkaroff's desperate biting that led to Barty Crouch Jr.'s identity being exposed and his father personally sending him to Azkaban. Her mother also slept there in order to save him.

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With such deep hatred, and yet being able to resist meeting such a big person, it can only be said that in order to complete the important task of the Dark Lord, Barty Crouch Jr. has paid too much.

After the minor commotion, Glenn and Qiu accompanied Morgana back to Beauxbatons' carriage, and then returned to Ravenclaw's tower together.

The two chatted all the way, but they both made a tacit understanding and did not mention the Triwizard Tournament.

After sending Qiu back to the common room, Glenn glanced at his watch and set off for the principal's office.

He needed to tell Dumbledore that he had no interest in the Triwizard Tournament at all.