"Just to explain the procedure for our activities this school year. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But first of all, let me introduce two guests, maybe some of you are not familiar with them. This is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic. Scarce applause rang out. "This is Mr. Luther Bagmun, Director of Physical Education at the Ministry of Magic. "Bagmund is much more famous than Crouch, perhaps because he used to be a Quidditch batsman, or maybe because he stood up and waved when Dumbledore introduced him.

"Over the past few months, Mr. Bagmun and Mr. Crouch have done countless preparations to arrange the Triwizard Tournament," Dumbledore paused and said, "and they will form a panel of judges with me, Professor Karkaroff, and Madame Maxime to judge the Warriors' performance. ”

Hearing Dumbledore mention the word "judge", the students below began to cheer up.

Seeing the student's performance, Dumbledore seemed satisfied. "Mr. Filch, please bring the box. ”

Filch waited in the corner for some time, holding a large wooden box with jewels that looked very old, and walked towards Dumbledore.

"The specific events of this year's competition have been reviewed by both Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagmund in their own studies," Dumbledore continued to explain before Filch handed the box to him, "There are three events, at different times throughout the school year, and of course these events will test our contestants in every way - their talents in magic, their courage and reasoning, and, of course, their ability to overcome danger. ”

By the time of the last sentence, the auditorium fell silent for a moment.

"As you already know, there will be three students participating in the competition, each representing a school, and we will rate them according to the quality of each competition, and the one with the highest score will win the final competition. Of course, the person in charge of selecting the representative of each school will be a notary selector, and it will be the Goblet of Fire. With that, Dumbledore pulled out his wand and tapped it three times on the box. From the box pulled out a large, blue-and-white flame wooden goblet.

"Every student who wants to run for the Warrior can write their name and the name of the school on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet. Dumbledore went on to explain, "Tomorrow night, it will elect the representatives of the three houses it deems to be. Okay, tonight I will put it in the foyer and draw an age boundary, of course, students who have reached the ninth order, regardless of whether the age match meets the requirements or not, will not be hindered. ”

"Note that once a warrior is drafted by the Goblet of Fire, he has to hold out until the end of the game. When you put your name into the Goblet of Fire, you're actually forming a contract. So, think again. Dumbledore ended the dinner with a warning.

At night, almost everyone didn't get a good night's rest, they were tossing and turning about the Goblet of Fire, like Harry Potter fantasizing about how good it would be if he was seventeen, Fred and George Weasley and their best friend Lee Jordan were struggling with their age potion, and Cedric of Hufflepuff was showering over and over again in the prefect's bathroom, finally clenching his fists and walking out.

Similarly, in the Ravenclaw common room, the sofa that used to be by the window has been turned into a pillow by Holly. Leaning against the wall, looking at the waning moon in the sky, I don't know what I'm muttering.

Not far away, Erinka glanced up at Holly, and across from her, Luna was reading a book upside down with a strange pair of glasses.

In the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher's lounge, a young man with a pale face rolled up his sleeves, looked at the marks on them, clenched his fists hard, and the bruises on his arms bulged. A few minutes later, "Alastor Moody" walked out of the office with his wand and a note in his hand.

A meteor streaked across the sky, illuminating the sky where it flew. Holly stood up from the window, held the wand with his left hand, and tried his best to release his magic, and the fireplace where the magic was lit by magic also seemed to be blown by the wind, and the flames drifted to one side, and the glasses on the table not far away exploded silently one after another.

"Hmm. Looks like you've made up your mind. Erinka said, nodding.

"Holly has changed a bit......" Luna said without looking up. "She seemed to think of something, and it felt different. ”

Outside the window, the moonlight, which was still bright, seemed to dim a lot.

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Click, click, click. Two different footsteps, echoed in the foyer of Hogwarts.

"Looks like I'm not mistaken. Holly said with a smile.

"You guessed it, little girl. Moody said with a gloomy face.

"You please?" Holly took a half step back and returned to the corridor on one side, the wand in his hand not being easily put down.

"Hmph. Moody ignored Holly's movements, raised his wand and chanted a spell at the Goblet of Fire, then threw a piece of parchment into it, and almost instantly, the color of the flame suddenly changed, and the parchment disappeared into the air, leaving no ashes behind. Moody turned to leave.

"Oh, looks like tomorrow, oh no, it's tonight, there's going to be a good show. Holly stepped out of the hallway again, chuckling.

"So, are you going to be watched as well?" another cold voice came from the other direction, it was Professor Snape.

"No, this big scene, I am the closest audience member, and the director closest to the scene. Holly said, seemingly unsurprised by Snape's arrival.

"What? do you need my help cheating?" said Snape.

"Not really. Holly shook her head and showed the ring on her left little finger. White, slightly pink nine-petaled roses bloom there.

"It's going fast. ”

"It's just the appearance, if I really fight against the Ninth Order, I will probably only be able to barely fight undefeated. Holly said with a sigh and took his left hand back. Step into the boundaries set by Dumbledore, and throw the parchment in his hand towards the flames.

The flames rose quickly, fell again, and were just parchment, disappearing into the flames.

"Now that you've made your own decision, let's work hard. If you have any questions, you can always come to me. Snape saw this and walked back into the ground without looking back.

"Okay. Holly nodded.