Chapter 543 Welcome Ceremony

Obviously, Fred and George didn't intend to tell everyone about it.

"Fred, George, do you two have a plan for the Triwizard Tournament?" Harry asked, "Do you still want to get involved?"

"Of course I do. I asked Professor McGonagall about how the warriors were selected, but she refused to tell me." George said resentfully, "She just told me to shut up and concentrate on transforming my raccoon."

"Wonder what the competition has to offer?" Ron said thoughtfully, "I bet we can do it too, we've done so many dangerous things before"

Ron followed Harry to defeat Voldemort in the first grade, and fought the Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets in the second grade.

In the first half of last year, he also participated in saving Sirius and defeated Peter Pettigrew at the last moment.

In the second half of the semester, he and everyone went on an expedition to the centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest to find the Sorcerer's Stone left by Gryffindor.

None of these things are more dangerous than the Triwizard Tournament, and several people are indeed exceptionally experienced in this regard.

"Yeah, it's really good, but you guys don't do it in front of the judges, do you?" Fred said, "Professor McGonagall said that the judges will grade the Warriors based on the quality of the projects they complete. "

"Who's the referee?" Harry pressed.

"have no idea"

"Officials from the Ministry of Magic will become referees." Ivan said, serving himself porridge.

Hearing Aiwen's words, several other people turned their heads to look at him in surprise.

"This is an obvious thing, isn't it?!" Ivan explained, "It is rare for the Ministry of Magic to plan such a large-scale event, and it is impossible not to appear. I think one of the referees will be Mr. Crouch, or Minister of Magic Fudge myself."

"Percy sure knows, but he won't tell us anything."

"Yeah, I really want to know, who else will be the referee?"

"The principals of the participating schools, the three of them must also be members of the jury." Hermione continued.

This time, everyone turned their heads to look at her in surprise.

"Haven't you read the book?!" Hermione explained, "It says that in the 1792 Contest, a monster with a chicken body and snake tail that the warriors wanted to catch was out of control and went on a rampage, and the three principals were all punished. hurt."

Hermione took out a heavy copy of "Hogwarts, A School History" from her schoolbag, and turned to the middle page.

"These are all written in it, I remember this paragraph"

"Do you usually carry this book in class?" Harry asked in surprise.

The book "Hogwarts, A School History" in Hermione's hand looked quite heavy.

"Because I had to do some research recently, I re-read it. There are many important historical facts in it." A Revised History of Hogwarts" is more appropriate, or "A Biased and Selective History of Hogwarts, Where the Dark Side of the School Is Covered."

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked puzzled.

The others were equally puzzled, but it soon became clear what she was going to say next, which was a house-elf again.

"Hog-elfs!" said Hermione, her eyes blazing, "in the thousand-plus pages of Hogwarts, a History, there's not a word about our collective oppression of A hundred slaves!"

Several people kept silent in a tacit understanding, staring down at their dinner plates.

Fred and George seemed to suddenly have a strong interest in their bacon. They were the only ones who refused to spend money on sp. The current progress of the association.

All in all, there was a sense of anticipation in the air that day.

In the classroom, no one was paying attention to the lectures. Everyone thought that the people from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were coming tonight.

Even Potions and Divination classes were not as unbearable as usual, as classes ended half an hour earlier.

When the bell rang early, Ivan, Colin, and Ginny hurried to the Gryffindor tower. They found that Harry, Ron, Hermione, and other little wizards had already returned. The cloak rushed down the stairs in three steps at a time and came to the hall.

At this time, the deans of the colleges are ordering their students to line up.

"Weasley, put your hat on straight; Creevey, tuck your shirt into your trousers!" Professor McGonagall said sternly to Ron, "and you, Miss Patil, put that ridiculous Take things away."

Frowning unhappily, Parvati removed a large butterfly headdress from her braid.

"Okay, please come with me." Professor McGonagall said, "The first grade students are in front, don't be crowded"

They filed down the steps and stood in a single file in front of the castle.

It was a cold, crisp evening, night was falling, and a white, translucent moon had hung over the Forbidden Forest.

The moonlight is extraordinarily bright, and it complements the castle, creating a beautiful fantasy picture.

All the teachers and students of the school stood outside the gate, and the ghosts floated slowly above everyone.

Alvin, Colin, and Ginny stood in the third row with other third-year students, and behind them were Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

He saw Colin's brother Dennis standing in the front with the other freshmen, shaking with excitement.

"It's almost six o'clock!" said Ron in a low voice, looking down the driveway leading to the front door. "How would they come, by train?"

"I don't think so," said Hermione. "The Hogwarts train leaves from London. There's no way they'll be meeting there."

"How come then, broomstick?" Harry guessed, looking up at the starry sky.

Hearing his words, Colin also raised his head in anticipation.

"They wouldn't do that, from that far away"

"Maybe it's the Portkey?!" Ron continued to guess, "Or Apparition, maybe they allow people under the age of seventeen to Apparate!"

"Ron, how many times have I told you that Apparition is not allowed in the Hogwarts grounds!" Hermione said impatiently.

The little wizards scanned the gradually darkened venue excitedly, but there was still no movement.

Everything was still, quiet, as usual.

The uncontrollable chatter gradually sounded from the crowd, and everyone was cold and hungry.

Just when everyone could bear it no longer, Dumbledore, who was standing in the back row with other teachers, suddenly yelled.

"Ah! Beauxbatons' representatives have arrived, if I'm not mistaken!"

"Where is it?" Many students asked eagerly, looking in different directions.

"There!" shouted a sixth-grader, pointing to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.

A colossus, much bigger than a single broomstick, or a hundred broomsticks.

In the silvery light of the moon, you could see that it was flying rapidly across the deep blue sky towards the castle, getting bigger and bigger. (To be continued.) Browse and read address: