The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

The night before the end of October, Harry Potter had a dream. In his dream, he saw a world of ice and snow, and a ship that could sail under the water. But was the bottom of the ship close to the water or the mast on top?

On the water surface, I couldn't remember clearly after waking up. The voyage in the dream was very peaceful and very real. However, after waking up, Harry felt exhausted. He lay on the bed and didn't want to move, and every muscle fiber was too lazy to contract or relax.
"Ron," Harry murmured to Ron, who was getting dressed on the bed next to him, "I had a dream."

"What?" Ron's head stuck out of his sweater.

"...it's okay."

"Is everything okay? It's time for you to get up."

"I don't remember, today is Saturday."

Ron took off his clothes and lay back on the bed: "Then sleep."

They missed breakfast.

By noon, they knew they had missed the best opportunity for new news.

At that time, the auditorium had been completely renovated. Just like a large-scale ceremony every year, banners symbolizing the four colleges were pulled up and the school emblem was erected.

"What's going on?" Harry and Ron asked anxiously: "What is going on?"

"What happened?"

"Why did you come here?" Simo shouted excitedly: "We called you when we left."

"It's all Harry's fault," Ron said immediately: "He said he would sleep for another five minutes, and he wanted me to sleep with him."

"It's the Goblet of Fire!" Seamus didn't pay attention to the details and continued: "The other two teams of the Triwizard Tournament arrived at Hogwarts today!"

Ron grabbed Seamus and wanted to ask for more details, but Seamus had already finished his meal and was about to leave. He looked for an acquaintance at the Gryffindor table and saw DeWitt and Hermione conspiring with their twin brother.

What. The twins looked very sneaky, while DeWitt and Hermione just smiled at each other in tacit understanding.

"What are you talking about?" Ron pulled Harry closer: "Is it about the Triwizard Tournament? I know Busbatt and Durmstrang are coming today..."

"You're probably the only one in the school who doesn't know this now," Fred stopped what he was saying alertly, nudged George with his elbow, and said with a smile, "And it's not Beauxbatt, it's Beauxbatons."

"Really?" Ron disagreed: "That's not important, what are you talking about?"

"Secret," George answered: "Don't say you can help, we are sure and certain that our nosy little brother is useless."

"Oh, you are the bullshit," Ron immediately retorted: "I don't care about listening to your conspiracy, Harry, let's go!"

The twins were eager for this, but Harry did not move. He took off his glasses and wiped them carefully, pretending not to hear Ron's words.

"Actually, the Triwizard Tournament may be an opportunity," DeWitt said cryptically: "Betting dogs will not miss every opportunity to make a comeback. Large-scale events are an opportunity, and maybe this is an opportunity. Of course, I still have to say -

-A gambling dog who can lose money while sitting in the banker must have no memory and is not smart. Be careful that person falls into the same pit twice."

The twins had to reconsider the risks.

"Let's talk again when we have a chance," they said, "Now... there are so many people and so many eyes," and they even deliberately glanced at Ron, making Ron very angry.

After the twins left the table, Ron turned around and asked DeWitt: "What on earth are you talking about?"

"Private matters, my friend," DeWitt replied helplessly: "It's a private matter between your two brothers. After they showed their avoidance of letting you know, I can't just leak it all in one go, right?"

Ron motioned for Harry to give some advice, but Harry grabbed Ron's clothes and told him not to ask any more questions.

"Okay." Ron angrily pulled the dessert plate in front of him and stuffed a few small cakes into his mouth.

"See you in the evening. Remember not to miss the gathering time," Hermione reminded Harry and Ron: "At that time, all our teachers and students will go outside the castle to welcome the guests."

"Where are you going?" Harry asked.

"Library," Hermione replied with a smile: "You can come together."

"No, no." Of course Harry and Ron refused. After a wonderful breakfast and lunch, it can be lunch break, and it's okay to take a nap.

In the evening, the sun almost set, the moon showed its faint outline, and the night fell. All the teachers and students put on formal school uniforms, lined up neatly, and stood in front of the castle under the leadership of the deans of their respective colleges.

.Dumbledore is in the front. Hagrid's big man is more conspicuous, and he also wears an old suit.

The dean of the college has emphasized quietness more than once, but the students are always restless. This is because most of them have contact with people from other countries and other colleges. Some excitement is inevitable, and most of them are just speculation.

——"How will they come?"

Broomsticks are too mediocre, phantom travel is banned at Hogwarts, and portkeys are too tacky no matter how you look at them. If you want to be impressive, you have to come up with something special - for example, Beauxbatons' transportation is a silver car that has been replaced by twelve batches of silver.

A large carriage pulled by Pegasus with wings. The carriage is as big as a house, and the horse is as big as an elephant. Only such a horse can be equipped with such a luxurious frame.

The Beauxbatons school emblem was printed on the door, which was two crossed wands, with three stars on the tip of each wand. Then the carriage stopped, the ground trembled, and the door opened, revealing a man wearing Beauxbatons blue.

The boy in the robe jumped out, reached for the door and clasped the rope for a moment, then opened a spiral golden staircase. Immediately, a woman walked out gracefully from inside. The characteristics of this woman will never be forgotten by anyone who sees her, no

She is decorated in a gorgeous and retro style, not because of her beauty, but because of her tall body, which makes everyone in Hogwarts think of Hagrid. The two are so compatible - speaking of Hagrid, Hagrid

I don’t know where I went while I was waiting.

Dumbledore took the lead in applauding, prompting all the teachers and students to applaud in welcome. After kissing the woman's extended hand, he said: "Dear Ms. Maxim, welcome to Hogwarts."

The students immediately heard the woman's voice, which was low and magnetic, but also possessed the unique gentleness of women: "Dumbledore, I hope everything is well with you."

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"Very good, thank you." Dumbledore said.

While talking to Dumbledore, Madam Maxime summoned the Beauxbatons students. The clothes worn by those students were similar in style. In the eyes of the Hogwarts students, those silk blue fabrics looked better than those of Hogwarts.

Watts's black robe is beautiful.

DeWitt heard Hermione's roommate Lavender Brown scream in feigned surprise: "Oh my god, how can their school uniforms look so good!" He also noticed Hermione rolling her eyes in disdain.

The school uniforms are the best in other schools.

However, silk clothes obviously could not block the chill of the night, and Principal Beauxbatons' tall body could not withstand the cold and humid British wind. After she and Dumbledore arranged transportation arrangements, she took the students into the castle to keep warm, and stayed.

The teachers and students of Lower Hogwarts continued to wait for the people from Durmstrang.

Just as Beauxbatons' appearance was impressive, Durmstrang's appearance was also unique. When the first sharp-eyed student Lee Jordan called out "Look at the Black Lake!", a big black ship appeared on the scene.

The water surface starts from the top of the mast in the whirlpool.

While everyone else was cheering, Harry felt that the dream had come to reality, and all his strength was leaving him, but he still stood firmly. The light water vapor seemed to lift his body, but he

His limbs couldn't move. Harry wanted to shout out, "I've seen this ship!" but his vocal cords seemed to be rusted and creaked and couldn't function normally. No one noticed Harry's abnormality. Everyone was paying attention.

That wonderful black ship, which reflects strange beauty from its weirdness; pay attention to the people coming out of the ship.

The people of Durmstrang are all wearing fur cloaks, and they don't seem to be afraid of the cold.

The leader shook hands with Dumbledore warmly, and after exchanging pleasantries, he led his protégé to show off to Dumbledore.

And because of this favorite student, Durmstrang's principal, Karkaroff gained satisfaction from the surprised looks of the Hogwarts students.

Ron screamed in a low voice - in fact, he was not the only one to scream: "Look, Harry! That's Krum!"

Ron, who didn't get a response, turned to look at Harry. He was immediately startled by Harry's pale face, and immediately raised his voice and shouted: "Harry! Harry! What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

”

Ron's question was covered up by the surrounding voices, and the professors failed to notice the abnormality here at the first time. Hermione and DeWitt heard it, and they happened to be not interested in Quidditch. They were not interested in Krum's deeds.

I don’t feel anything at all.

"Resume quickly." Hermione, with the help of DeWitt, squeezed to Harry's side and cast a refreshing spell on Harry.

Harry woke up from the nightmare state and quickly regained the color on his face. He shook his head and interrupted Hermione's follow-up words: "I'm fine, I don't need to go to the campus hospital - it's just - I didn't sleep well last night and was distracted."

Don’t worry about me, I don’t want to miss today’s dinner.”

"If this is your own decision," Hermione put away her wand and took one last look at Harry's expression indifferently and said, "then so be it."

"I knew you wouldn't miss it!" Ron patted Harry's back vigorously. He didn't care about Harry's forced smile and stood on tiptoes to look desperately in Krum's direction: "This is the same as Krum.

The opportunity to stay in the same room! Think about it, that's Krum... I didn't expect that he was still a student..." Something else was said after that, but no one cared.

"Oh my god," Hermione complained to DeWitt in a low voice: "Isn't he just a Quidditch player? Is it worthy of such pursuit? Not only these boys, but also what girls-" She gestured to DeWitt to look

To several little Hogwarts witches hugging each other and screaming: "Are they all crazy?"

"Lockhart is still a liar," DeWitt teased Hermione: "Some people..."

Hermione lightly punched DeWitt.

"Fans..." DeWitt immediately said: "This is normal."

"Let's go," Hermione coughed twice in embarrassment as she recalled the embarrassing and immature past, "It's time to enter the Great Hall now."