Hogwarts Summoning Guide

The five warriors entered the backstage, and the judges followed suit, leaving behind a noisy and chaotic school full of teachers and students.

Bai Lin said hello to Furong and Cedric in a friendly manner. Furong smiled sweetly at him, but Cedric came over and said with a puzzled face: "Professor? Why are you?"

Bai Lin patted him on the shoulder and said: "I'm not here to compete with you for the championship. I guess the school I graduated from doesn't even know what the Goblet of Fire is!"

"Professor, did you vote for my name?" Harry said with a sad face. It was not that he was afraid of the challenge, but that he really couldn't stand the gossip of his classmates. He felt like he had unintentionally betrayed his companions. Maybe Harry

Yep, I think so too.

"Please, why should I vote in your name! You have to give me the minimum trust, Harry!" Bai Lin said seriously.

While they were talking, Dumbledore was already arguing with the other judges and rushed into the room. He first gave Bai Lin a "severe" look, although Bai Lin didn't take it seriously at all.

Dumbledore rushed to Harry and grabbed his shoulder, which startled Harry. He had never seen Dumbledore so rude.

"You didn't put your name in, didn't you? Didn't you ask the senior classmates to put their names in for you?" Dumbledore asked hurriedly.

"I didn't! Professor!" Harry said firmly.

"Lie!" Karkaroff said two words from his throat, and Maxim obviously didn't want to believe it. After all, their school only produced one warrior, and Hogwarts suddenly appeared.

Three, this is obviously unfair.

"And you! White! You despicable villain! You are blatantly trampling on the rules of the Triwizard Tournament! You can never become a warrior!" Maxim pointed at Bai Lin and cursed, but Karkaroff did not tell Bai Lin

He fired, and his eyes looked like he was watching a show.

"Um, Ms. Maxim, which rule did I violate? You may disagree with me becoming a warrior of Wenyuan Pavilion, but you can't say that I blatantly trampled on the rules." Bai Lin said calmly.

"Harry didn't lie! He won't lie!" Dumbledore said: "As for White...it's up to the Ministry of Magic to decide..."

Maxim was choked by Bai Lin's rhetorical question. In the history of the Triwizard Tournament, there was no precedent for teachers to participate. Although this was ridiculous, teachers were not prohibited from participating in the rules.

The three principals obviously know the unknown secret of the Goblet of Fire. It is not a computer, and you can input any program into it. It can only operate according to ancient rules (selecting the strong ones in each region), and the three schools of magic

The school is just using these rules to formulate competitions, and in the original novel, Barty should have learned these ancient rules from his father and used them.

"The Goblet of Fire is bound by ancient magical rules... The chosen one must compete..." Old Barty Crouch, who had always turned his back to everyone and looked thoughtful, turned around and said.

Bai Lin was sure that he would say this, because only by saying this could he ensure that Harry could participate in the competition. If Voldemort wanted to take such a big detour to capture Harry, maybe he wanted to prove that Harry was indeed very powerful.

Then kill him, so as to establish his prestige to the greatest extent, although Bai Lin thinks this idea is idiotic.

Several principals were silent. Bai Lin clapped his hands and said: "Mr. Crouch is worthy of being the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. He is indeed fair and wise!" There was a lot of ridicule and connotation in his tone, Old Barty, but everyone just

You can hear the elation inside.

"If he must participate!" Maxim pointed at Bai Lin and said, "I strongly request that the difficulty be increased for him! All levels are the same!"

Old Barty said sternly: "Ms. Maxim, I support you!" Other Ministry of Magic officials who had been silent aside also expressed support. Karkaroff shrugged and raised a finger to express support.

Dumbledore nodded and said: "It should be so, otherwise there will be a large number of teachers in the next session to hinder the normal development of the competition!"

Bai Lin shrugged and said: "I accept it. After all, the Wenyuan Pavilion in the East is not vegetarian, and the teaching quality is no worse than that in Europe!" He has completely transformed himself into a new role, and the Triwizard Tournament has ridiculously become the top four.

Competition for hegemony, and with five people participating, this scene will definitely go down in history.

Bai Lin patted Harry on the shoulder, and Harry blinked at him. He seemed to feel Bai Lin's concern for him, and it was true that because of Bai Lin's intrusion, his pressure was reduced a lot.

But Harry was still not feeling well when he returned to the dormitory, because Ron was obviously having trouble. Ron's mentality was very complicated, but in the final analysis, he felt that Harry was hiding something from him, or that Harry had found a loophole in the Goblet of Fire, but was unable to do so.

He was unwilling to tell him, which made him feel jealous and resentful.

"Kelin said he wrote my name in... He not only wrote mine, but also yours, Hermione, Eddie, Fred and George." Harry said according to what Bai Lin taught him,

He actually felt that Bai Lin was causing trouble.

Sure enough, Ron immediately became interested. He smelled the smell of conspiracy in these words, and hurriedly stepped forward, saying with a gloomy look on his face: "Don't think that I will forgive you just because you said that..."

"Ron, you are my best brother. We have been inseparable these days...you actually doubted me!" Harry started to stir up emotions according to Bai Lin's script. His eyes were full of disappointment: "Everyone is secretly scolding me.

I cheated and I thought at least my best brother would believe me!"

I have to say that this trick was quite effective. Ron immediately broke his guard, quickly got up from the bed, grabbed Harry's arm and said: "Of course I believe you... Yes! It must be Professor Kelin's conspiracy...

Well, it’s not necessarily a conspiracy...but I always feel that he is mysterious..."

"I'm afraid I can only believe him for the time being..." Harry looked into Ron's eyes and said, "Mr. Crouch said that the choice of the Goblet of Fire must be followed, otherwise disaster will befall..."

Ron suddenly turned from jealousy to concern for Harry. He comforted Harry for a while, but after a while he said: "Also, who is Crouch?" (When Dumbledore introduced the Ministry of Magic officials, he was completely absent.

Listen, I’m talking to my two brothers instead.)

When Bai Lin returned to the dormitory, what greeted him was a big hug from Yu Qian, which was so warm that Bai Lin was a little surprised.

"I heard what my senior said, she must have broken your heart, poor captain..." Yu Qian buried her head in Bai Lin's chest and said.

"Well...it's really sad..." Bai Lin said a little embarrassed. After all, it was a bit embarrassing to say that he was sad for his ex-girlfriend in front of the girl.

"Captain, let me be your girlfriend!" Yuxi summoned up the courage to say. She was a little embarrassed at first, but when she saw Catherine meeting Bai Lin, she suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. "I feel...

...Nowhere in the world can I feel more secure than beside the captain..."

"Um, well... Yu Qian, you are doing this because of the nightmares of the Hastur Church. Being by my side will eliminate their influence. Maybe this has caused some misunderstandings for you..." Bai Lin still kindly reminded: "

I don’t want to take advantage of others’ danger…”

"No! Captain... I, I really like you!" Yu Qian's tone became firm, and she suddenly raised her head and kissed Bai Lin, but her movements were too green, and her nose suddenly hit Bai Lin.

Lin's chin let out a scream.

Seeing her looking like she was about to cry, Bai Lin's heart suddenly softened. He rubbed her lovely nose and kissed her forehead gently.

Yuxi hugged Bai Lin's neck with some confusion and infatuation. This time she aimed at the target and sealed his mouth.

The two "stumbled" to the bed...

The next day, Harry still won the support of most Gryffindor students. Seeing him walking into the auditorium, the Gryffindor table cheered. Many people regarded Harry as a hero (this made Harry

I feel a little scared), although the Hufflepuff students expressed their disdain, but thinking that the teachers in their own college were also messing around, they no longer laughed at Harry.

Those from other colleges were noncommittal. Anyway, their colleges couldn't produce a warrior. If it could increase Hogwarts' chances of winning, why not do it?

Hermione's attitude towards Harry was quite good. As soon as Harry sat down, Hermione handed him a packet of breakfast with ham and pickles stuffed into the bread slices.

"I heard what Ron said," Hermione said: "Professor Kelin is really messy. He doesn't know how many people have died because of this game in history..." Her tone was full of worry.

But Harry was stunned: "Is there any other contact information between you and Ron that I don't know about? I just told him last night, and he told you so soon?"

Hermione suddenly felt embarrassed. She took out a stack of small notes from her pocket and said hesitantly: "Kelin gave me a stack of notes before, saying they were called text messages... but Ron wanted to take some away...

Do you want it? I'll share some with you too..." Since there was a team channel in the summoning illustrated book, Bai Lin no longer needed this backward communication note, so he casually gave it to Hermione.

"It's Kailin again..." Harry didn't ask for the notes, but took a hard bite of the bread, which seemed to bite Bai Lin. Bai Lin always made him "love and hate".

Before breakfast was finished, a stranger walked into the auditorium. This was a lady who was no longer young. She wore a pair of jeweled glasses, her blond hair was styled into large, delicate curls, her teeth were exposed, and she had a smile that was obviously natural.

I thought it was a charming smile, walking catwalk, and a proud look that seemed to say again: It’s hard to give up on natural beauty!

Her eyes were wandering around, disdainful of everything in the auditorium - the furnishings, color matching, layout... It seemed that she couldn't catch her eye at all. She looked at the students with all her eyes on the little brats.

A feeling of disgust.

But when she saw Harry, she raised her slightly frowning brows up and down, and came over with a smile on her face. If Bai Lin were here, she would definitely sing: You look so beautiful when you smile, like a plastic flower (

Fake can no longer be fake).

"Oh! Warriors of Hogwarts! Come to the preparation room after breakfast. The Ministry of Magic wants to take a group photo for you. Put on your most handsome clothes, if you have any!" The woman didn't listen at all.

He didn't mean to make a conversation, so he continued wandering around the auditorium minding his own business.

"She is a reporter," Ron sat down next to Harry and said in a fierce but low voice: "I have never seen a reporter who confuses right and wrong so much. Her articles are all fabricated. My father's news article was hers.

written……"

With Ron's words still ringing in his ears, Harry returned to the dormitory with some anxiety and put on his jersey. I have to say that the red and yellow colors of the Lions' Quidditch jersey are quite handsome, and the materials are solid and durable.

It can play a very good protective role on the body on the playing field.

Walking into the preparation room, several other warriors had already arrived.

Klum's muscular body was like walking hormones. He really didn't need too many clothes to decorate his body. He wore a tight-fitting sports suit and looked cold and powerful.

Fleur was wearing the Beauxbatons school uniform - Harry thought it was exquisite enough. Moreover, she had good looks, elegant posture, and the image of a lady. Among a group of boys, she was definitely a delicate flower among the green leaves.

Cedric and Harry both wore team uniforms and plaid scarves, but now the female reporter was commenting on him, tearing off his scarf and asking him to take off his coat and put on a white shirt.

He put on a tie, but Cedric insisted on wearing a black robe with the Hogwarts crest.

However, Bai Lin was not seen. The four people were there and the female reporter pinched and patted them. After struggling for a long time, Bai Lin came belatedly. He was wearing a decent white shirt, but it was full of mud.

, as if he had just fought with twenty blow-tailed snails.

Bai Lin nodded apologetically towards the four of them and said, "Sorry, I helped Hagrid deal with the small animals. I'm late..."

The female reporter pointed at his clothes in a fuss and said, "Is this what you're wearing, Daily Prophet?"

Bai Lin rolled his eyes, waved his fingers, and all the dirt on his body was immediately cleaned away, and he returned to his neat and elegant appearance: "Praise the magic, otherwise I will be disliked by this... aunt!"

Harry almost laughed out loud. To be honest, he really didn't like this female reporter, but I heard that she was quite influential in the Daily Prophet, or that many readers liked to read some of the bizarre, sensational, and conspiracy theories she made up.

articles, and don't care about the truth.

The female reporter was almost angered to death by Bai Lin's words, and she decided to write him in the newspaper in the most vicious words. However, Bai Lin didn't care at all. He swept the female reporter's figure with his eyes wantonly.

He looked up and down, looking back and forth, then stared at her waist and shook his head, as if to say: As she gets older, her figure is indeed out of shape...

The female reporter almost exploded on the spot, but the photographer on the side followed Bai Lin's eyes and looked deeply convinced.

"Aha! Rita Skeeter! My favorite special correspondent, the leading lady of the Daily Prophet! Nice to meet you!" Bai Lin pretended to recognize the female reporter and said politely, but he did not come forward at all.

Instead of saluting or kissing hands, he walked up to the four warriors and patted Harry and Cedric on the shoulders. Cedric nudged him lightly with his elbow, and with a smile in his eyes, he signaled: Are you okay?

He was angry at us.