Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

This year’s Halloween is particularly lively.

Not only because there are people from the other two schools on the side, but also because tonight, the warriors selected by the Goblet of Fire will represent their respective schools to win the highest honor.

Louis and his party of four arrived at the hall early, and happened to meet Hagrid walking in at the door.

"What does it smell like?" Ron's nose was a bit sharp, and he sniffed in the direction of the hybrid giant, "Oh, my God, Hagrid, are you wearing perfume?"

The smell was slightly pungent, and naturally Harry and Louis couldn't bear it and kept coughing.

"Is this cologne?" Hermione's eyes looked slightly disgusted.

"Um, that's right..." Hagrid muttered, "Maybe I poured too much. No wonder the students were frowning all the way here. I have to wash it off later."

But when he turned around, he saw Madame Maxime walking towards the door with her students, and he couldn't help but panic.

"Oh, my God, it's too late." Hagrid was a little at a loss. Even Harry, who had known him for four years, had never seen him like this before.

"What should I do? Help me..."

"Hagrid, calm down first." Louis endured the discomfort caused by the perfume, grabbed Hagrid, and then took out his wand and touched him.

"Clear water like a spring!"

A stream of clear water flowed over Hagrid's shoulders, soaking his entire coat, and then also washed his messy beard.

“Drain quickly!”

When Hagrid's whole body turned into a drowned rat, a strong gust of wind directly drained all the water around him. Louis saw this curse in the school library, but it was relatively useless and no one wanted to

Go and learn.

At the same time, Madame Maxime walked past them, and behind her, Fleur Delacour, still wearing a veil, glared at Louis. He pushed Hagrid and sent him to Madame Maxime.

around.

The female giant stopped and seemed to have seen Hagrid's figure. She whispered something to him, and then took heavy steps and led Hagrid into the auditorium.

"No way? Hagrid fell in love with her..." Ron was obviously a little surprised, "If they have a child in the future, it will probably weigh a ton."

"How did you tell, Louis?" Hermione asked strangely, as if Louis had already known about Hagrid's friendship by his actions just now.

"You can't hide your love for someone. Hagrid has a light in his eyes." Louis patted the shoulders of his companions and motioned for them to follow him in.

They entered the Great Hall, which was already full of people with flickering lights. The Goblet of Fire was placed on the teachers' tables. Fred and George sat on the long Gryffindor table, their eyes constantly staring at the flames.

cup.

They all seemed to be discussing who would become the champion of the Triwizard Tournament.

"I really hope Angelina." Fred said when Louis and the others sat down.

"Of course, we all think so." Hermione held her breath, "We should know soon."

The Halloween dinner lasted longer than usual. Maybe it was because everyone had dinner together continuously, or maybe no one's mind was on the food. For example, both Harry and Ron lost interest in the carefully prepared delicacies.

Everyone raised their heads with great interest and looked at the teacher's chair with great attention, hoping that Dumbledore would come out and say a word.

Finally, all the food was gradually emptied. That hour passed very long, and the golden plate returned to its spotless appearance.

Dumbledore stood up from his chair, and the noisy students in the auditorium suddenly fell silent.

Madam Maxim and Karkaroff stood beside him. They were as nervous as the students, especially Karkaroff, who even drank a small bottle of water to relieve the stress.

His behavior was noticed by Louis again. Karkaroff had been acting a little abnormally these days. He had every reason to be suspicious, but he had no evidence.

The Marauder's Map still showed that Barty Crouch Jr. was not at Hogwarts, which caused great trouble for Louis' screening.

Unless there is a possibility that Voldemort knows the secret of the Marauder's Map and uses name magic to hide it.

This is of course not impossible. After all, Peter Pettigrew's betrayal made the secrets between the four brothers known to Voldemort. Although he was not interested in this kind of map, he could still make strategies for undercover operations.

"Well, I think he should have prepared the Goblet of Fire." While Louis was still thinking, Dumbledore suddenly announced, "Ah, that's right. When the person whose name is called goes to that room,

You will receive your first orders there."

He pointed to the door behind the faculty desk, and everyone looked back.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and all the lights in the auditorium were extinguished except for the jack-o'-lantern hanging above. Only the Goblet of Fire gave off a faint blue light in the entire space.

In a sudden moment, with almost no warning, the flame in the wooden cup suddenly turned red, sparks flew out, and tongues of fire burst out with a note.

Everyone gasped, and Dumbledore took the note and read it, then read the content on the note loudly:

"Durmstrang's Champion, Victor Krum!"

There was thunderous applause in the auditorium, and the Durmstrang students sitting next to Slytherin were particularly excited. Victor Krum stood up. He still looked calm and composed, and did not feel that it was an accident that he chose the Warriors.

.

"It's not surprising." Ron said loudly, "Krum is Durmstrang's best student."

"That's great, Victor." Karkaroff patted his student's shoulder proudly, "I knew it was because of you."

Victor Krum glanced at him, and then walked straight into the room behind the teacher.

The applause and talk gradually subsided, and everyone turned their attention to the Goblet of Fire.

The wooden cup turned red again, and the flames spurted out a second piece of paper.

"The Champion of Beauxbatons." Dumbledore took the paper without hesitation, "Fleur Delacour!"

Fleur, who was sitting next to Ravenclaw House, stood up from the crowd and took off her veil. In an instant, her stunning beauty was fully displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

Almost all the boys present skipped a beat in their hearts, and Ron even blushed a little. Fleur exuded the Veela aura in her bones, then walked forward lightly, and gracefully took the hand from Dumbledore.

He took the note, walked through the door behind him and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"Hey, look, they are so disappointed." Hermione pointed at the Beauxbatons students.

After Fleur was selected into the Warriors, she was different from those in Durmstrang. Although Delacour had a very high say in Beauxbatons, Fleur was not convinced in their eyes.

"Okay, don't read now that Ron is gone." Harry teased Ron. The influence of Fleur would be a hot topic in Hogwarts this year.

The boys present were in a commotion for a while, but then they were attracted to the Goblet of Fire, because the most exciting moment came next.

The Hogwarts Warriors representing the home field will be selected by the Goblet of Fire.