Chapter 193: How to Become a Warrior

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"The girls at Hogwarts are good, too. Harry said without thinking. Cho Chang was sitting a few seats away from the silver-haired girl, and he had a crush on the girl from the East.

"By the way, will you be competing in the Triwizard Tournament?" Returning her gaze to the Slytherin table, Fleur asked again, with a hint of anticipation in her tone.

"Perhaps, my father wants me to participate, but I don't care. ”

"I'd love to see if we could be competitors. Fleur smiled, looked at Malfoy with her hands on her cheeks, and said "kindly".

"So that I can "take revenge" on you in the open. She continued to smile, and the onlookers had no idea that Fleur was saying such aggressive words with such a smile on her face.

The boys were still wondering how Malfoy had managed to attract the prettiest schoolgirl in Beauxbatons at the first meeting.

At least they think it's the first time.

"It's a real honor and I'm looking forward to it. Malfoy could only respond with the same demeanor.

When the golden plates were scrubbed again, Dumbledore stood up again. An emotion of excitement and nervousness seemed to permeate the auditorium.

"The time has finally come," Dumbledore said, smiling at the raised faces, "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin." I'd like to explain a few words before I bring the box inβ€”"

"- I would like to explain the program of our activities for this school year. But first allow me to introduce two guests, for there are others who do not know them, and this is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic," - there was a sparse applause in the auditorium - "This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Physical Education and Sports of the Ministry of Magic. ”

The applause given to Bagman was much louder than that given to Mr. Crouch, perhaps because he was well-known as a batsman, or perhaps simply because he looked much more gracious.

Ludo nodded in acknowledgement, his eyes searching for something, and then he finally caught a glimpse of Malfoy's face, a rather kind smile, even a flattering one.

If anyone could read the expression on his face, they would be surprised why Ludo, who was in such a high position, would try to curry favor with a student at school.

"Over the past few months, Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch have worked tirelessly to arrange the Triwizard Tournament," Dumbledore continued, "and they will form a panel of judges with me, Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxim to judge the efforts of the Warriors. ”

As soon as they heard the word "warrior", the students seemed to be more attentive. Dumbledore also seemed to notice their sudden silence, only to see him smile and say, "Mr. Filch, please bring the box." ”

No one noticed that Filch had been lurking in a corner of the Great Hall until now, and he was walking towards Dumbledore, holding a large wooden box encrusted with jewels, which looked very old. The students watched intently and discussed with great interest.

"Is this the gatekeeper of the school, then you are really a little pitiful, and you have to face this dry face every day. Fleur commented on Filch, and it was clear that there was no such looking janitor in Beauxbatons.

"The specific events of this year's Warriors' competitions have been carefully vetted by Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman," said Dumbledore, as Filch carefully placed the box on the table in front of him, "and they have made many necessary arrangements for each event." 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 tournament," Dumbledore continued quietly, "representing one participating school. 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 a Warrior must write his name and the name of his school on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," said Dumbledore, "and those who want to become a Warrior can sign up within twenty-four 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. ”

"Earlier, I had already discussed with Madame Maxim and Mr. Karkaroff that it was unrealistic and unfair for a strong junior student under the age of seventeen to set an age limit on the magic that would mean nothing to the capable students who could show a breakthrough in their age-appropriate abilities, and in fact the Goblet of Fire also had a strong ability to select the most suitable warriors. ”

"However, if we didn't put any restrictions, maybe all of us Hogwarts students would try to throw notes into the Goblet of Fire, which would be unfair to the two schools that have traveled all the way to Hogwarts. Dumbledore smiled as he blinked his blue eyes.

"So after some negotiations, we came up with a solution like this. The students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are free to throw slips of paper with their names on them if they wish, and I believe that the two headmasters bring the elite of their schools, and the students of our school need to break through a barrier that I have set up myself, regardless of age, that is, the previous initial decision has been overturned, the age limit has been abolished, and now all students at Hogwarts are eligible to accept the Goblet of Fire choice as long as they can break through the magic I have set. ”

Mrs. Maxim and Karkaroff nodded approvingly.

Then there was a wave of mourning at the table where some of the senior Hogwarts students gathered.

"If we can't even break through Professor Dumbledore's magic, wouldn't we be as good as those junior imps? Some of the senior students wailed, and at the same time made up their minds that even if they really wanted to try, they would have to pick a time when no one was going to try secretly.