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When Qiming arrived in the Great Hall, the banquet had already begun for a while, and it seemed that Dumbledore had finished his welcome speech, and the participants from the two schools and their headmasters were already seated, and the Great Hall was gradually filled with the sound of clattering utensils and the sound of students talking. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Qiming also followed, and before he had eaten a few bites, he heard a voice coming from behind him:

"I beg your pardon, do you still eat this plate of miscellaneous fish soup?"

Qiming turned around and saw a Beauxbatons girl standing behind him, the girl was very beautiful, with long waterfall-like silver hair hanging down to her waist, and at the same time, she also had a pair of big blue eyes and a mouthful of white and neat teeth.

Ron, who was sitting next to Harry, was suddenly flushed red, and he stared at her blankly, opening his mouth as if he wanted to answer the girl's question, but he only made some strange sounds, as if his throat was jammed.

The girl didn't look at him at all, but when Qiming turned around, the girl's eyes were still staring at the plate of French mixed fish soup, and when she inadvertently saw Qiming's face, a trace of surprise immediately flashed in her eyes.

"Take it. ”

Qiming said to the girl with a smile, and at the same time picked up the plate of French mixed fish soup on the table, turned around and handed the plate over.

He already knew who this girl was, Fleur Delacul, a student at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with a Meiwa blood, the most valued student of Beauxbatons' current headmaster, and the triwizard warrior of Beauxbatons in the original book.

Of course, since Qiming entered this world, everything is full of uncertainties, and it remains to be seen whether Fleur can still become a warrior.

The girl didn't immediately take the plate in Qiming's hand, but blinked her beautiful blue eyes, looked at Qiming and asked:

"Are you done eating?"

"I'm done eating,"

Ron hurriedly said, looking a little out of breath,

"It's delicious. ”

However, she didn't look at him at all, her eyes were still looking at Qiming, as if waiting for Qiming to answer.

"When you're done, take it. ”

Qiming smiled at her and handed the plate forward.

"Thank you. ”

The girl carefully took the plate and smiled at Qiming, seeing this scene, Hermione frowned.

Immediately, the girl turned and walked to the Ravenclaw table, turning like a gust of wind. Qiming didn't look much at it.

After traveling in countless planes, he was not even as stunning as the elf lord Galadriel and the creator god of the Lord of the Rings, so it was naturally impossible for him to think about a young witch with the blood of a beautiful baby.

However, beside Harry, Ron kept watching the girl return to her seat with his eyes before he reluctantly turned his head and said to the three of Qiming in a hoarse voice,

"She's a girl!"

"Surely not!" said Hermione dismissively,

"I didn't see anyone staring at her like an idiot!"

Ron ignored her and turned his head again, trying to see Fleur,

"I said, that girl is not ordinary!

"That's because you haven't looked closely, Ron, and in fact we have a very beautiful girl next to us."

Qiming said with a smile and looked in Hermione's direction.

Hermione's face flushed red and she lowered her head shyly.

Seeing this, Qiming looked confused, what he said was not her at all, but Ginny who was sitting not far from Hermione, it can be said that the novel is much more reliable than the movie, in the world where Qiming lives, Ginny's appearance is definitely the top in the entire Hogwarts.

"Hermione isn't bad though, if she can pick it up. ”

Looking at the girl with a perfect face that is almost exactly the same as in the movie, but her beauty is hidden by a pair of thick brown hair and a pair of slightly long rabbit teeth, and she is so shy that she bows her head, Qiming said in his heart.

"Of course, it's good now. ”

Qiming added in his heart, just from the perspective of appreciation......

"Look who's coming!"

Harry said that normally, if there was a new person or a new change, Hermione would usually be the first to notice it, but now, because the girl was so blushing that she didn't dare to look up, Harry was the first to find out.

It was Ludo Bagman and Barty Crouch, and just now they had walked a little bit of their mind, and the two of them were already sitting in the two seats vacated by the faculty chair.

"What are they doing here?"

Harry muttered to himself.

At this moment, Hermione finally reluctantly recovered from her shyness, glanced at the visitor, and said with a little reserve,

"Obviously, isn't it? The Triwizard Tournament was organized by the Ministry of Magic, and I think they probably wanted to witness the opening ceremony of the tournament, and of course, it could be ......."

"Referees, they're here to be referees. ”

Qiming looked at the faculty chair and said abruptly.

"How do you know?!"

Harry and Ron asked, looking at Qiming in surprise.

"Guess. ”

Qiming shrugged his shoulders and said meaninglessly. 、

As the golden plates regained their brilliance, Dumbledore stood up, and a sense of excitement and nervousness began to permeate the Great Hall. Everyone subconsciously sat up straight and looked at Dumbledore intently.

The moment has finally come," Dumbledore said with a smile,

"The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. I'd like to explain a few words before I bring the box in—"

"Bring what?" asked Harry in a whisper.

Ron shrugged his shoulders.

"- I would like to explain the program of our activities for this school year. But first, allow me to introduce two guests, Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic...... This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of Physical Education at the Ministry of Magic. ”

The applause given to Bagman was much louder than that given to Mr. Crouch, who was visibly more affectionate. He waved his hand happily in thanks.

In contrast, Barty Crouch's name, Crouch has always kept a cold face and did not wave.

"Over the past few months, Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch have worked tirelessly to arrange the Triwizard Tournament,"

Dumbledore continued,

"Together with me, Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxim, they will form a panel of judges to judge the efforts of the Warriors. ”

"God!"

Harry and Ron looked at Keming in surprise, who only smiled and motioned for them to continue listening.

"The specific items of this year's Warriors competition have been carefully reviewed by Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman,"

Dumbledore said—just then, Administrator Filch came up with a box in his hand, and placed it on the table in front of Dumbledore,

"They also made a lot of necessary arrangements for each project. There are three programs, each taking place at different times throughout the school year, and they will test the Warriors in many different ways...... A test of their talent in magic - their courage and their ability to reason - and, of course, their ability to overcome danger. ”

At the hearing of the last sentence, the auditorium fell silent, and it seemed as if everyone had stopped breathing.

"You already know that there will be three warriors in the game,"

Dumbledore continued to speak calmly,

"Each represents one of the participating schools. They will be graded based on the quality of each event, and at the end of the three events, the warrior with the highest score will win the Triwizard Cup. The one in charge of selecting the Champion is an impartial selector, and it is the Goblet of Fire. ”

With that, Dumbledore pulled out his wand and tapped it three times on the lid of the box. The lid slowly creaked open. Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large, rough-cut wooden goblet. The cup itself is unremarkable, but the inside is full of dancing blue-white flames.

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

"Every student who wants to run for the Warrior must write his name and the name of the school on a piece of parchment and throw it into this cup,"

Dumbledore said,

"Those who aspire to become warriors can sign up within 24 hours. Tomorrow night, the night of Halloween, Goblet will choose the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools. Tonight, the goblet will be placed in the foyer and will be accessible to all students who are willing to participate in the campaign. ”

"Lest the younger students fall short of temptation," said Dumbledore, "I'm going to draw an age line around the goblet when it's in the foyer." No one under the age of 17 can cross this line. ”

"Finally, I would like to remind everyone who is going to participate in the election to pay attention,"

Dumbledore's eyes were more cautious than ever, and his gaze swept across everyone,

"This tournament is not child's play, don't take it lightly. Once the Warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must hold the game to the end. Whoever throws his name into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be observed. Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. So, think twice and find out that you really want to participate in the competition before throwing your name into the cup. Okay, I think it's time for everyone to go to bed. Good night to all. ”