Chapter 279 Believe It or Not

Chapter 279 Believe it or not... on the spot...Perform the spirit of craftsmanship (ask for a monthly ticket)

After entering the auditorium, Durmstrang and the students of the Institute of Magic sat at the long table in Slytherin, after all, there were the fewest people there.

Ilvermorny and the Ravenclaws sat together, while Castrobusher went to the Hufflepuff table.

And Beauxbaton's wizards came to Gryffindor without hesitation, after all, Harley belonged to Gryffindor.

As Ms. Maxim said earlier, Halle is really famous in Beauxbatons now.

When the mob was closest to Beauxbaton's carriage, it was only five or six tents away.

Ms. Maxim led the group of little wizards to evacuate the scene, but saw the blizzard cast by Harry from a distance.

That kind of heroism... Anyway, the boys in Beauxbatons are planning and discussing, and they are dreaming of inviting Harley to be their dance partner at the ball in the middle of the Triwizard Tournament, and dance together.

Although they are probably wishful thinking.

As soon as Hermione and Harry took their seats, Fleur took Gabriel to occupy the seat on the other side of Harry.

"Long time no see, Harry. Miss me?"

"Of course." Halle gave Fleur a hug, and then hugged Gabriel.

The little girl was looking at the Hogwarts auditorium curiously, greeted a little perfunctorily, "Hello, sister Halle", and continued to admire the banners on the wall.

Harry didn't care too much, but Fleur wasn't happy about it.

She grabbed Gabriel by the ear, and made Gabriel turn her head to greet her seriously before she let her sister go.

When Ms. Maxim came in, Fleur held Gabriel's robe, which was still looking around, and made the restless little girl stand up.

"This is Beauxbaton's traditional custom. When the principal enters the auditorium, all the students should stand up. The students can only sit down after the principal sits down."

Gabriel explained to Harry in a low voice, but Fleur gave her a hard look,

"Ah, that's bad! I forgot my sister said that talking is forbidden during this period!"

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After seeing that basically everyone was seated, Professor Dumbledore stood up.

The auditorium quickly fell silent, only Professor Dumbledore's voice filled every corner of the auditorium:

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts! And--guests from afar!"

Dumbledore looked at those foreign students with a smile,

"It is with great joy that I welcome you all to Hogwarts."

"At the same time, I also sincerely wish you all, and hope that you can enjoy the comfort and joy of home in Hogwarts."

"The Six-Power Tournament will officially start at the end of the banquet. Now let's enjoy a sumptuous dinner."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's have dinner!"

After Professor Dumbledore sat down, the plates in the auditorium were instantly filled with sumptuous dishes.

Signature dishes from various countries appeared one after another, which made the students dizzy.

Brazilian barbecue, black bean rice, clam chowder, French miscellaneous fish soup, baked snails with garlic, raw fish sashimi, three-eating salmon, fried lamb chops overflowing with burnt fragrance, looking up at the starry sky... etc., it seems that something has been mixed in weird stuff?

The house-elves probably tried their best to satisfy their foreign friends.

But it seems that dark dishes like looking up at the starry sky are not appropriate, so a girl from a magic institute frowned directly.

Is this how fish eat? What a waste of fish!

Fleur took off her turban, and helped the restless Gabriel take off her turban.

In an instant, the surrounding space became silent.

All the male students at the Gryffindor table stopped what they were doing and stared at Fleur in a daze.

But Fleur took it for granted and continued chatting with Harry and Hermione.

After studying hard for a whole third year, Hermione could also insert French into the conversation between the two.

"Your student charm is really great." In the teacher's seat, Professor Dumbledore noticed this scene, and chatted with Ms. Maxim with a smile.

"It's just a little talent, it's nothing."

Ms. Maxim's voice was calm, but the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be concealed at all.

"It's Harry from Hogwarts, she is really talented. That blizzard... I have to say, she is really proficient in controlling weather spells."

Professor Dumbledore smiled proudly without saying a word, but drank half a glass of mead in one go.

The principals of other magic schools also read the recent British "Daily Prophet", thinking how much useful information they could collect, and finally saw Harley's record.

So they knew something about Harley to some extent, and now they could join in the chat.

Only Karkaroff didn't say a word in his seat, just sipping rum in small sips.

I don't know if Professor Dumbledore did it on purpose or accidentally.

Anyway, there was an empty seat to Karkaroff's left, and to his right sat the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, Alastor Moody.

Although he didn't look up, Karkaroff felt that Moody's magic eye had been staring at him, scanning every inch of his skin.

This old man, when he was still a Death Eater, he was the one who personally captured him and put him on trial for Crouch.

Fortunately, he was clever and sold a lot of teammates, so he escaped the catastrophe.

As a result, this seat is arranged like this again, deliberately playing with my own mentality, right?

Karkaroff cursed secretly in his seat, but he didn't dare to make any unusual moves, and even had to wear a smile on his face.

The side door of the auditorium suddenly opened, and Filch ushered in two officials from the British Ministry of Magic.

They are Ludo Bagman and Barty Crouch.

However, the mental state of these two people seemed very ordinary. Crouch was as thin as an old bone, and wrinkles appeared on his face; although Ludo still looked so fat, there was a hint of irritability in his eyes.

Professor Dumbledore seemed to have expected it, and stood up to welcome the two Ministry of Magic officials to sit down.

Karkaroff was a little happy when he first saw Crouch in this state of mind.

Although judging by Moody's state, he can probably live another thirty or forty years.

But Crouch seems to be dying! This is also a good thing for myself, is it uncomfortable to live longer than the enemy?

But he soon lost his joy, because Karkaroff's seat became Barty Crouch on the left and Alastor Moody on the right.

Karkaroff almost turned red, Dumbledore, you bastard, what do you mean!

On the left is the person who tried me, and on the right is the person who arrested me, how dare they target me!

Believe it or not... I'm just intimidated.

Karkaroff greeted the two of them sincerely and with a low profile, with a smile almost overflowing his face.

This made He Maodao amazed. I didn't expect that Mr. Karkaroff also won the "craftsman spirit" of the Magic Institute!

This bow is really standard!

"This time it's the two of us who will be the referees for the Six-Power Tournament." Ludo chatted with Dumbledore after sitting down,

"It was supposed to be Director Umbridge and I who were the judges together."

"But you know, Minister Fudge is a bit busy recently, and Director Umbridge, as the minister's former secretary, naturally has to stay and help."

"Also, she made a little mistake."

Speaking, Ludo looked around and whispered,

"The thing to be used in the first competition event was originally agreed to be one share per person, but Director Umbridge ordered seven copies."

"Hey, Director Umbridge's experience is still not enough. After all, she is more talented, which makes her lack of time to practice."

Saying that, Ludo shook his head, looking very sorry.

The other Hogwarts professors and the principals of the two European magic schools laughed and said nothing, of course they could understand what Ludo meant.

Isn't Ludo just secretly accusing Umbridge of parachuting here as Secretary of the Minister of Magic, and that he has no ability at all?

After all, Ludo has been on the Quidditch field for decades, has been chased and beaten by Bludgers for decades, and has won many honors for the United Kingdom. the director.

In a word, what makes you Umbridge equal to me?

Moreover, it can be seen that Umbridge has made a lot of mistakes recently, which pissed off Ludo, who has always been good-tempered.

After all, the job is shared by the two directors, and one of them has a problem, and he is still a close friend of the Minister of Magic.

Then Ludo must be responsible for solving her troubles! It's no wonder that Ludo has started to get angry.

But everyone is an adult, and they didn't choose to pick up the topic. They just said "this is too regrettable" lightly, and then changed the direction of the conversation.

After a long time, when everyone finished their dessert, the plates on the table looked like new again.

Professor Dumbledore stood up, and a mixture of excitement and tension filled the auditorium.

All eyes were on Professor Dumbledore, and the Weasley twins were almost standing up in excitement, leaning forward.

"The moment has finally come," said Professor Dumbledore, smiling to the faces looking at him,

"The top six competition is about to begin. Next, I will explain some specific rules about the competition."

"First of all, we want to introduce a few important guests here, they are—"

"Principal Olim Maxim of Beauxbaton School of Magic."

"Principal Igor Karkaroff of the Durmstrang School of Magic."

"Headmaster Egilborn Fontane, of the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Principal Joseph Olavera of Castello Busche."

"Principal Kamo Domitsu of the Magic School of Magic."

"And Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of Sports and Sports at the Ministry of Magic, and Mr. Barty Crouch, Deputy Director of International Cooperation."

Every time Professor Dumbledore introduced a guest, there would be a burst of polite applause in the auditorium.

When Ludo was introduced, the applause was particularly enthusiastic.

After all, Ludo has a great reputation as a batsman and has won a lot of honors for Britain. Even after retiring for so many years, there is still a large fan base.

"In the past few months, the principals and directors have worked tirelessly for the launch of our Six-Power Tournament."

"And now, we will form an eight-member referee panel to evaluate the performance of the Warriors."

"As you know, each school will send a warrior to represent their school in the Six-Power Tournament."

"The specific programs for this year's Warriors competition have been fully designed and reviewed by the Ministry of Magic."

"There are three events in the competition, which will test the talents of warriors in many aspects - including courage, reasoning ability and ability to overcome danger."

"We will make a comprehensive score based on the talents of the warriors in the project, and finally determine the champion."

Professor Dumbledore paused, looked at the expectant face below, and coughed twice:

"As for the method of selecting warriors that everyone is most concerned about, it is - the Goblet of Fire!"

Filch came out from the side door holding an ancient wooden box inlaid with jewels. The box looked heavy, so Filch walked slowly.

After taking the wooden box, Dumbledore's classroom drew out his wand and tapped the lid of the box three times.

The lid of the box opened slowly, making a creaking sound.

Professor Dumbledore took out a large, rough-cut wooden goblet from the box.

The cup itself looks inconspicuous at first glance, but if you look closely, you will feel that the roughness of the outer wall of the cup is getting more and more charming.

A knowledgeable ancient rune master or alchemy master would be able to recognize here that there is a lot of magic and alchemy attached to the cup, and the rough traces on the outer wall of the cup are actually tiny alchemy runes and ancient runes.

At this time, the cup was filled with blue-white flames, and the flames were jumping up and down regularly.

Professor Dumbledore closed the box and put the cup on the lid so that everyone in the Great Hall could see it clearly.

"In front of me is the Goblet of Fire, a very ancient magic item."

"Every student who wants to compete for the Warrior must write his or her name and school name on a piece of parchment, and then throw it into the Goblet of Fire."

"As for the registration time, it is twenty-four hours. Tomorrow night, that is, at this time of Halloween night, the Goblet of Fire will select the names of the six students who he thinks can best represent the six schools."

"From now on, the Goblet of Fire will be placed in the hall. All students who are willing to participate in the six-wild tournament can have access to it."

An invisible hand held the Goblet of Fire, and flew to the front of the auditorium, where the schools were separated when the semester started.

A table suddenly appeared on the floor, and the Goblet of Fire landed on the table smoothly.

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(Thanks to "Nine-tailed Flaming Fox" and "Budenglou" for their rewards!)

(ps. The original Triwizard Tournament is slightly unreasonable. According to what Dumbledore said at the beginning, the warrior with the highest total score in the three items wins the Triwizard Cup. However, although there is no clear explanation in the original writing, it is probably The winner of the last maze project will be able to win the Tri-Strong Cup. So the author changed it, the score of the first two projects only affects the time to enter the maze, and the trophy belongs to the project of the maze.)