Chapter 650 The Competition Begins

"The relationship is very good?" Mrs. Weasley's face stiffened.

Fan Lin naturally guessed what Mrs. Weasley was thinking. She had treated Hermione just like she treated Ginny. Fan Lin naturally knew Mrs. Weasley's plan.

But... hum...

"Yeah, Hermione is Fan Lin's girlfriend. Didn't Ginny tell you?" Ron said, and he stuffed another chicken drumstick into his mouth.

Hermione's face quickly turned red. This was the first time she mentioned it in front of her parents, especially since she spent the last few days of each vacation at the Burrow.

Mrs. Weasley sighed, and then her face recovered a little. Some things were simply not Mrs. Weasley's turn to make the decision. Although Mrs. Weasley really liked Hermione, it was obvious that she did not have any Opportunity.

Bill was very happy to talk to Fan Lin. Harry revealed to Bill that the good-looking girl was a warrior of Beauxbatons, and that Fleur and Fan Lin had a very good relationship.

Well, catch it right...

In the afternoon, Harry accompanied Bill and Mrs. Weasley around the castle, while Fanlin and others had to deal with many matters for the exam. To make matters worse, Fanlin also had to prepare.

This caused Fanlin to reflexively release the maximum amount of magic when he tested the magic in Professor Welliver's class.

Fortunately, this is not an attack spell. However, compared with others, Fan Lin's performance is really a little too weak.

This also reminded Fan Lin that he must maintain a normal mind.

Harry returned to the hall around dinner time.

Ministers Ruth Bagmon and Cornelius Fudge were already sitting at the staff table.

Bagmon looked very happy, but Minister Connelly Fudge, who was sitting next to Mrs. Maxim, had a stern face and didn't say a word.

Madame Maxime was concentrating on her dinner. But Harry felt that her eyes were red, and Hagrid kept looking over from the side, secretly looking at her. The dinner was much richer than before, but Harry started to feel a little nervous and didn't have a good appetite.

At this time, the color of the ceiling slowly changed from blue to purple, and the faint soft light made people feel drunk.

Dumbledore stood up from the staff table, and the entire hall fell silent. "Gentlemen and ladies, in five minutes we will go to the Quidditch field to watch the finals of the 'Three Wizards Tournament'. Now please contestants follow Mr. Bagmon into the field."

Harry stood up. The whole table of Gryffindors applauded and cheered him, and the Weasleys stood up to wish him good luck.

"Don't worry, Harry, let me handle everything." Fan Lin nodded.

"Be yourself, Harry." Hermione said softly. The girl was not vicious most of the time. Of course, this was when Harry and Ron were not seeking death.

"Okay." Harry took a deep breath and then joined the other warriors.

"Use your wand well, Harry, you are the best." Ron shouted at the Gryffindor table, and everyone happily applauded Harry, and of course Cedric, these two are champions A contender for strength.

Harry walked out of the hall with Cedric, Fleur, and Krum.

"Are you feeling okay, Harry?" Bagmon asked Harry as he descended the steps to the ground, "Are you sure?"

"It's okay," Harry replied.

It was true, he kept reciting those spells while walking, and he felt much better knowing that he had memorized them all.

They entered the Quidditch pitch.

The place was unrecognizable, surrounded by a hedge twenty feet high; an opening in the middle was the entrance to the great maze. Beyond is a dark and creepy passage.

Five minutes later, the stands began to fill up, and as the student spectators took their seats, the entire arena was filled with their excited shouts and the rumble of their feet on the floor.

And the sky is deep blue.

Celebrities began to enter the scene.

Hagrid, Professor Moody, and Professor McGonagall entered the stadium and walked towards Bagmon and the players.

They all wore big red stars on their hats, except Hagrid, who wore the star on the back of his moleskin waistcoat.

"We will patrol outside the maze," McGonagall said to the players. "If you encounter difficulties, send a red light signal to the air, and one of us will come over immediately to rescue you. Do you understand?"

The players nodded.

"Then let's set off immediately!" Bagmon said to the four inspectors.

"Good luck to you, Harry!" After Hagrid whispered, the four inspectors walked in different directions, each standing at their posts.

At this time, Bagmon pointed his wand at his throat and said: "Sonorus (loud voice)!"

His voice immediately amplified and resounded throughout the audience. "Gentlemen and ladies, the third mission, which is the finals of the Three Wizards Fighting Competition, is about to begin! Let me tell you the current scores of the contestants first! The two contestants in the first place both scored 85 points. Mr. Derek Diggory and Mr. Harry Potter, they are both from Hogwarts School!"

Thunderous applause and cheers suddenly sounded, frightening the birds in the "Forbidden Forest" to flap their wings and fly into the night sky.

This is the home ground of Hogwarts, so naturally, the support numbers of the two are the highest.

"The second ranked one is Viktor Krum from Durmstrang Academy! His score is 80 points.

Everyone applauded again, and the funniest thing was that Karkaroff was actually acting like a cheerleader, or rather, taking the lead in cheering.

What a terrible guy, no wonder Mr. Snape doesn't want to have more contact with Karkaroff.

Betrayal is always unacceptable, and Karkaroff betrayed him anyway.

Everyone knows that Karkaroff may be reluctant, but Karkaroff was still very happy as a Death Eater.

Most of the wizards who came out of Durmstrang were not good people.

Focusing on aristocratic wizards, the number of civilian wizards is average. It is difficult for Muggles to survive in Durmstrang. This is Durmstrang now.

However, the teaching is still worthy of recognition, and the degree of openness to black magic is just not good for these students.

Bagmon's voice sounded again.

"The third in line is Miss Fleur Delacour, from Beauxbatons School!"

Furong's approval rate is still very high, at least among the boys, there are many who are impressed.

Harry could vaguely see Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Ron, Hermione and Van Lin applauding Fleur in the stands.

He waved at them and they waved and smiled at him. . (To be continued)