Rebirth of the Harry Potter Chapter 345

The next day is Saturday. Generally speaking, students are late for breakfast.

Especially now that the British weather is starting to get cold.

However, today is the exception.

When Astoria dragged Harry downstairs like a grinning goblin, there were already a lot of people in the auditorium, several of them were still chewing on the bread, they all carefully looked at the goblet .

The cup is placed in the center of the hall, on the stool used to put the sorting hat.

Two thin gold lines were drawn around the floor to surround the cup.

One is used to detect age and the other is used to detect magic.

As long as one of these conditions is met, you can sign up.

Many of the people around them are under the age of seventeen, and they look at the Goblet of Fire with longing and worry.

Ron Weasley squeezed to the edge of the circle and asked others: "Has anyone put the name in?"

Someone said: “Yes, all the students of Demstrand have just voted and no one has signed up at Hogwarts.”

Ron clenched his fists and looked at the Flame Cup in close proximity, thinking: If I can participate in the Flame Cup, if I win the Top Three Cup, in that glorious scene, dazzling, Furong Dracul will definitely love Fuck me...

Ron's heart was surging, and the temptation made him unable to move closer.

"Ha ha ha ha..." A few people came over with a laugh, Ron was awakened and saw Fred, George and Lee Jordan hurried down the stairs, all three were extremely excited.

Fred proudly said to others: "We just took an ageing agent, not too much, as long as we are a few months old, we are 17 years old."

These words attracted envious eyes.

George was impatiently excited: "Are you ready? Let's go in together."

He felt that the more people who entered at one time, the greater the possibility of error.

All three pulled a piece of parchment from their pockets, each with their names written on them. They walked straight to the edge of the age line, stood there, and swayed on tiptoe, as if the skydiver was about to jump from a height of three kilometers.

Then, under the gaze of each pair of eyes in the hall, they took a deep breath and crossed the line.

"Oye, succeeded."

George looked back and cheered the golden thread behind him.

Ron panted excitedly, "I also want to drink an ageing agent" is about to blurt out.

Changes have occurred.

Golden lightning flashed suddenly on the three of them, crackling and turning their eyes straight.

Then, "bang".

It seemed that he was kicked by an elephant, flew out of the circle, and fell on the cold floor.

"Oh, my elbow."

"Oh, my waist plate."

"Oh, my princes."

In addition to physical pain, there are humiliations elsewhere.

"Giggle..." A burst of crisp and sweet laughter came.

Astoria smiled into a line: "Brother, look, the three of them turned into white-bearded old men."

The people in the hall laughed.

George, Fred, and Jordan looked at each other, didn't they? They all had the same long white beards on their chins, and they were almost catching up with Dumbledore.

The three couldn't help but laugh awkwardly.

"Kick kick."

Professor McGonagall is coming out of the auditorium.

Seeing the appearance of the three, she seemed to want to laugh, but she got up again and said, "I have long advised you not to misrepresent your ideas."

"The white beard that your spell has turned out can't be cut. It will only disappear after two days," Professor McGonagall said.

The three of them wailed in their hearts and made up their minds at the same time. They had been hiding in the Gryffindor dorm for two days and never came out again.

Astoria said beside Harry: "Brother, don't you take part in this competition, I think it's fun."

Harry shook his head.

Astoria was disappointed.

Seeing so many people interested and eager to participate, she wanted to make her brother stand out.

In the morning, the decoration of the auditorium changed again.

Because it was Halloween, a large group of live bats flew around the enchanted ceiling, and there were hundreds of small people carved from pumpkins jumping around in every corner.

Harry raised his head, staring blankly at the live bats flying around.

Hermione asked wondering, "Harry, what are you looking at?"

Harry said: "I'm worried that someone will eat these bats."

Hermione said: "Whoever does this kind of thing, even mud monsters don't eat bats."

The Goblet of Fire has touched everyone's heart, and everyone is talking about those Hogwarts students who are over 17 years old who may participate in the hegemony.

Dean is saying to others: “I heard that, Slytherin's Warrington, who looks like a sloth, got up early in the morning and cast his name in. Does he think it's up to whom Is it big?"

Simone said in disgust: "I don't want the people of Slytherin to represent our school."

"Who said no, the other three colleges, whichever is better."

Ron said contemptuously: "The students of Hufflepuff are talking about Di Gori. They even put their hopes on him. Did they forget the scandal that Di Gori had?"

As we were saying, cheers came from the hall outside the auditorium.

Everyone turned around in their seats and wanted to see who had the courage to sign up again.

I saw Gryffindor Quidditch chaser Angelina Johnson walked into the auditorium, facing the eyes of so many people, she grinned a little embarrassedly.

She was a tall, dark-skinned girl. As soon as she sat back to her place, UU read www.uukakanshu.com and said, "I didn't expect that I really did it! I put my name in!"

Her classmates said in surprise: "Are you kidding me? Are we in the sixth grade? How did you do it?"

Angelina Johnson said: "I was just last week, just after my 17th birthday."

"Then you are so lucky." Her friend said enviously.

Someone said with a smile: "Then George, Fred, and Jordan are really unlucky. If Angelina succeeds, they must cry with red eyes."

"haha, yes."

George, who was hiding in the Gryffindor dormitory, knew from the returning population that their classmate Angelina had successfully signed up, and could not help but hurrying and crying.

"God! Why didn't our mother give us a year earlier..."

Hermione saw that Gryffindor was the first to sign Angelina, and she was very happy: "What about the boys at this time? Why are they all head-down turtles. It is best to let Angelina get the first place and give us girls Glory, hum."

Harry: "..."

Hermione looked at the front door suddenly: "Nuo, that ordinary woman is coming."

The students of Booth Barton School are coming in through the front door from the field, among them is the silver-haired hibiscus.

Those around the goblet of flames backed away, let them pass, and watched them eagerly.

Mrs. Maxim followed her students into the hall and ordered them to line up.

The students at Booth Barton School crossed the age-testing line one by one and threw their parchment strips into a blue-white flame.

As each note was thrown into the fire, the flame quickly turned red and burst out of the ignition star.

Chapter end