Rebirth of the Harry Potter Chapter 344

"Hahahaha... Quack..." Harry grinned strangely.

He couldn't help it.

Hermione also wanted to laugh, but not because of Ron, but because Harry teased Furong Dracul.

She said angrily: "Harry, why are you teasing her, people are guests anyway."

Harry said: "Whoever asks her to ask will not, what do you think of her? Yi urged."

Hermione suddenly said indifferently: "However, isn't she pretty? Hogwarts doesn't have many of them. You see where the silver-haired girl walked, how many boys turned their heads and looked like idiots. Hold her!"

Harry pretended to be silly: "Ah, is there? It's mediocre, okay, don't you see a girl just as good as her next to her?"

Hermione looked at it and it was clearly Zhang Qiu sitting next to her.

Furong was full of anger.

She looked enviously and jealously at a Ravenclaw girl beside her. The girl was gentle and very popular. The girls around her were all around her, and she discussed things happily with her as the center.

Furong is not like this. She is confident that she will not lose to anyone in appearance, but she has no friends, and she has always been alone in the Booth Barton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

She never understood why this happened.

Zhang Qiu saw that Furong was in a bad mood. She turned around and asked with concern: "Hello, what are you doing?"

Obviously this girl looks a few years younger than her, but she feels as warm as her mother.

Furong said: "It's nothing, just encountered a **** kid!"

Zhang Qiu thought deeply, just after she saw that Furong was talking to Harry, it became like this when she returned...

On the faculty seat, Ludo Bagman arrived and sat on the other side of Professor Kakalov.

After the main meal, there was another wave of sweets.

When the golden plates became empty again, Dumbledore stood up.

No need to say anything, a feeling of excitement and tension permeated the auditorium.

Fred and George leaned over and stared at Dumbledore intently, praying that they would hear some good news for them to take advantage of.

Dumbledore said with a smile: "The top three competitions are about to begin. I will say a few words first. All I have to say is three points, each point is divided into eight points, each point has fourteen bars, and each bar ..."

"Haha, just kidding." Dumbledore smiled when the atmosphere was cold.

The almost frozen auditorium was tumultuous again, filled with cheerful air.

"Of course, what should be said is still to be said. First of all, I want to explain that as Minister of Magic, I can only participate in the opening ceremony and the day when the competition comes. The specific process in the middle is decided by this Ludo. Mr. Bagman is in charge, he is now the acting minister of the Ministry of Magic."

Ludo Bagman stood up, took off his hat and bowed.

"Ludo Bagman, President McGonagall, Professor Kakalov and Mrs. Maxim together form a referee to judge the Warriors in every aspect of the game."

Mentioned "Warriors", the auditorium was quiet, and the students seemed to listen more intently.

Dumbledore smiled slightly: "The specific items of the Warriors' competition this year have been carefully reviewed by Mr. Bagman. There are a total of three items, which are conducted at different times throughout the school year. They will test the Warriors from many different aspects: magic Talents, their courage and reasoning ability, and their ability to overcome danger..."

Hearing the last sentence, the auditorium became silent, as if everyone stopped breathing.

"You should already know that the competition will select three warriors to participate, each representing a participating school. The referees will rate them according to the quality of their completion of each competition project. After the three projects, the highest scoring The Warriors will win the top three."

"As for how to choose three warriors fairly...Ms. Gray please."

Helena fluttered and walked from the door to the front. She held a large wooden box inlaid with jewelry in her hand, but the box looked very old and was about to rot.

The classmates watched fascinatingly, discussing with interest what was inside.

In order to see more clearly, he stood on the chairs one by one and straightened his neck.

This is the picture: goose goose goose, curved neck Xiangtiange.

Dumbledore took out his new wand and knocked on the broken box three times. The box slowly opened.

Dumbledore reached into his hand and pulled out a large wooden goblet with a rough cut.

The cup is very ordinary, as if it was sculpted by an apprentice who has just been learning woodcarving for three days.

But there was a beating blue and white flame burning.

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

Dumbledore said quietly: "Every classmate who wants to run for the Warriors, just write his name and school name on a piece of parchment paper, and throw it into this stemware. Sign up within 14 hours. Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the Goblet of Fire will choose the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools."

Dumbledore's face became serious: "The point I want to emphasize is that this game is not a child's play. Although the safety of the Warriors has been taken care of as much as possible, the game is still full of crisis. If you are not careful, you will be seriously injured. After all, the game will be seriously injured. If you want to have a game of Yazi, there will be no difficulty in the game, only the flowers in the greenhouse will be trained!

"So wizards under the age of 17 are prohibited from participating! I will draw an age-restricted circle around the Goblet of Fire, which is for your safety."

Similarly, President McGonagall mentioned it at the beginning of the semester, but unfortunately it did not dispel some students.

Dumbledore continued: "But there is a saying that Merlin nailed you a door and it will smash your window."

"The selection rules are not impersonal. If the magic can break through another magic I set, there is still a chance."

"Okay~www.mtlnovel.com~ It's about time, you can go back to rest and start putting in your name tomorrow."

The students all walked through the auditorium and dispersed towards the two doors leading to the hall.

It can be expected that no one will fall asleep tonight.

Fred Weasley said, his eyes gleamed: "The age line, that's easy to handle, can definitely be deceived by ageing agents, isn't it? As long as we can cross that line, this matter is considered a success The Goblet of Fire is not responsible for screening who is seventeen and who is under seventeen!"

George hesitated a bit: "But I think it is impossible for someone under the age of 17 to win. What we have learned is not enough. What if it is really dangerous?"

Fred stared his eyes wide, as if he didn't know George anymore: "Aren't you going to counsel? No, we are all prepared with ageing agents. Honestly, do you take someone's prescription and take it off? ?"

George snapped Fred's hand tightly on his face and said, "Who is afraid, do it."

"That's right." Fred said.

late at night.

The door in the auditorium was pushed open.

There was silence.

Only a wooden cup with a blue flame burned the surrounding blue.

A young figure stood in front of the Goblet of Fire, his eyes glowing blue, and a vicious smile in the corner of his mouth.

"Harry Potter, I thought about it for a long time before I thought of this method. You don't have to eliminate it at the first level."

A small note was thrown into the goblet of fire, and the flame burst, swallowing the note at once.