HP Magic Biography

Twenty minutes after the banquet began, Hagrid squeezed in through the door behind the staff table and slipped to his seat at the end.

He waved his heavily bandaged hand at Harry, Ron, Fanlin and Hermione.

"The snails are doing pretty well, aren't they? Hagrid." Harry called.

"Excellent!" Hagrid replied happily.

"Yeah, I said they would be great." Ron said calmly. "It seems that he finally found what they like to eat, didn't he? Yes, fingers."

At this time a voice sounded, "Sorry, do you want this fish soup?"

She has big deep blue eyes and clean white teeth. A shawl with long blond hair looks extremely attractive.

Fanlin was a little speechless, he knew this guy would come over and make trouble.

The girl looked at them, she had taken off her face towel, and Fanlin hadn't noticed it before.

Ron flushed, looking up at her, opening his mouth to answer, but he couldn't say a word except for the vague grunt.

"Oh, take it," Harry said, pushing the dish to the girl.

"Have you eaten it?"

"Yeah," Ron was almost out of breath. "Yeah, it tastes great."

"Don't Hogwarts' food suit you well?" Fanlin asked, his tone of voice not very good.

"Oh, of course." The girl smiled, and the whole world suddenly became brighter.

It was a squeaky voice, which was too familiar.

Fanlin put the plate in the girl's hand.

The girl didn't say anything, she just blinked, and then she looked at Hermione next to Fanlin.

The girl picked up the plate and walked carefully towards the Ravenclaw table. Ron was still staring at the girl, as if he had never seen a woman. Harry laughed, and Ron was awakened by this laugh, and he recovered.

Harry felt that the girl was a little familiar, and if Sirius was here, he would definitely tell Harry.

However, it seems that you can ask Fanlin.

Ron was completely immersed in the girl's back, the kind that couldn't help himself.

Immediately afterwards, Ron said in a voice that was almost dry to a hoarse: "It feels like the whole world is lit up."

Harry nodded, he was naturally attracted.

Fanlin was a little depressed, and he focused his attention on the food in front of him.

Although I had prepared early, the talent of Boothbarton had just arrived.

"At least I didn't see that idiot staring at her." Hermione said with some aura, as if complaining that her two friends were uncomfortable. "You should learn from Fanlin, at least he didn't. "

But what she said is not entirely correct. When the girl walks through the hall. Many boys looked back at her. Some were as stunned as Ron.

"I'm telling you, that's by no means an ordinary girl!" Ron leaned to the side to see her clearly. "At Hogwarts, I haven't seen that girl make them like this!"

"At Hogwarts, she made everything normal." Harry said without thinking.

They happened to be sitting not far from the girl with bright hair.

"Who is that girl?" Ron said.

"Fanlin, do you know her?"

"No, I don't know." Fanlin replied without even thinking about it. "There is no doubt that she is an exchange student at Busbarton?"

"When you were at Boothbarton..." Ron wanted to ask too much, but Hermione stopped his behavior.

"Wait for the two of you to look away," Hermione said quickly, "you will find out who is here."

She pointed to the staff seat. Those two empty seats are already seated. Neutrogen Bagmont sat next to Professor Karkaroff, while Percy’s boss, Mr. Crouch, sat next to Mrs. Maxim.

It's all right now, everyone is here.

Fanlin naturally cast his gaze on Crouch's face, as if he wanted to see something.

But Bagmont naturally also felt Fanlin's gaze, and he dodged a little unconsciously.

Fanlin thought it was a little funny, an official of the Ministry of Magic would avoid the eyes of a little wizard.

Just because of those Jin Jialong?

However, Fanlin didn't worry about Bagmong's denial. The contract was modified. If Baghmong dared to violate it...

He shouldn't be so stupid, if he is targeted by a powerful little wizard...

"What are they doing here?" Harry was surprised.

"The Three Witch Fighting Contest is organized by them, isn't it?" Hermione said, "I think they came to watch the tournament open."

The second dish came, and they also noticed many strange puddings.

Ron carefully observed a pale custard pudding, then carefully moved it a few inches to the right, where it could be clearly seen even from the Weiwen Carlo table.

It's a pity that the Veeva girl seemed to be full and didn't come to get it.

After the dishes on the golden plate were swept away, Dumbledore stood up again, and the hall was filled with a pleasant tension, and everyone was shaking with excitement, thinking about what would happen next.

Not far from them, Fred and George leaned forward and stared at Dumbledore intently.

"This moment has arrived," Dumbledore said with a smile on the face of the crowd. "The Three Witch Fighting Contest is about to begin. Before we get in with the jewelry box, let me say a few words."

"What?" Harry muttered.

Ron shrugged.

"Just to explain the steps we have taken this year. First, let me introduce to those friends who don’t know them: Mr. Badi Crouch, the head of the Department of International Magic Cooperation. (Sparse polite applause), this This is Mr. Neutrogena Bagmon, the head of the Department of Magic Games and Sports."

Bagmont got more applause than Klaus~www.wuxiaspot.com~ maybe because of his reputation as a chaser, or maybe just because he looks more likable. He happily waved his hand to express his gratitude.

Badi Krauss was different, he neither smiled nor waved when he announced his name.

Harry remembered his neat look at the Quidditch World Cup, and thought he looked weird in the wizard's robe.

Compared with Dumbledore's long hair and beard, his toothbrush-like beard and obvious hair boundary look very strange.

"In the past few months, for the preparations for the Three Witches, Mr. Bagmom and Mr. Crouch have been working without sleep and food." Dumbledore continued, "They will work with me, Professor Karkaroff and Maxim. The wife formed a panel of judges to judge the players' efforts.

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When it comes to players, the students **** their ears

"We will judge each contestant fairly and make the most reasonable judgment until the end of the Three Witch Fighting Competition."