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"Alright, wait until you all look back. "You'll find out that Dumbledore and they're already in, and the feast is about to begin." ”

Hermione was right, and Evan turned his head to see the professors walking into the auditorium, and Yuguan walked over to the guest of honor and sat down.

At the end of the line are Professor Dumbledore, Professor Karkaroff, and Lady Maxim, headmasters of three schools of witchcraft and wizardry.

As soon as the Beauxbatons students saw their headmaster appear, they quickly stood up.

Many of the Hogwarts students couldn't help but snicker at their actions, but Beauxbatons' delegates were not at all embarrassed, and they didn't sit down again until Lady Maxime sat down on Dumbledore's left-hand side.

Evan knew that Beauxbatons was very strict compared to the more relaxed environment at Hogwarts.

All the professors sat down, but Dumbledore remained standing, and the auditorium grew silent.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and, especially our distinguished guests!" said Dumbledore, smiling at the foreign students, "It is with great pleasure that I welcome you to Hogwarts. I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here. ”

Hearing Dumbledore's words, a Beauxbatons woman let out a sneer that was undoubtedly sarcastic.

She was still wrapped tightly around her head with a scarf, and she couldn't see clearly.

"That guy is so annoying, and no one is forcing you to stay!" Hermione whispered.

She was obviously annoyed by the girl, and Evan hurriedly whispered a few words of persuasion to her.

There were many others who thought the same thing as Hermione, and everyone was surprised by the Beauxbatons girl's behavior.

It is also unknown what kind of education they received in school, and Beauxbatons was very hostile to Hogwarts.

Aven was like this last time, he did it if he didn't agree with him, these Frenchmen!

As for Durmstran's students, they were not so direct in their hostility, but they were not listening intently to Dumbledore, they seemed to be more interested in the golden cutlery on the table, speculating whether they were real gold or not.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the tournament will officially begin at the end of the banquet. Dumbledore said, "I now invite everyone to eat and drink as if they were in your own home!"

He sat down, and when Evan saw Karkaroff, he immediately leaned forward and talked to him.

The next second, the plate in front of them was full of food as usual.

The house-elves in the kitchen seemed to have done their best, and they had never seen such sumptuous dishes before, and they were presented in a variety of ways, several of which were definitely foreign.

"What is this?" asked Colin.

He pointed to a large plate next to the large steak kidney pudding, which looked like a hodgebord of seafood.

"French mixed fish soup. Hermione said, "It's French food, I ate it during my summer vacation the year before, and it tasted delicious." ”

Hearing her words, everyone tried to fill themselves a little.

Only Ron hadn't moved, she had been staring at Fleur without taking her eyes off it.

"Hurry up, Ron, it'll be cold in a minute!" Harry pulled him.

"Oh!" Ron replied, reluctant to withdraw his gaze, and brought himself some black pudding.

For some reason, the auditorium seemed to be much more crowded than usual, though there were less than twenty more students.

Perhaps it's because their different colors of school uniforms stand out compared to the black robes of Hogwarts.

Beauxbatons' school uniform was sky blue, and Durmstrang wore blood-red robes under fur cloaks.

Twenty minutes into the feast, Hagrid slipped through a door behind the faculty desks into the auditorium.

He sat in his seat at the end of the table, near the Gryffindor table.

Hagrid held up a bandaged hand and waved it at Aven, Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"How's the fried snails?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

"No problem, it's growing well. Hagrid replied happily.

"yes, I guess so," Ron whispered, "and it looks like they've finally found something they love to eat, and that's Hagrid's fingers." ”

No one paid any attention to him, for someone else had entered the auditorium, and it was Mr. Crouch, Ludo Bagman and Percy's immediate boss.

Bagman walked over and sat on the other side of Professor Karkaroff, while Mr. Crouch sat next to Madame Maxim.

Evan looked up at Crouch, is this guy now under the Imperius Curse?!

But there didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary, and there was no abnormality in the Imperius Curse, and Crouch was still exactly the same as usual.

His meticulous appearance can't be done by ordinary people.

As if sensing Aven's gaze, Crouch suddenly raised his head and glanced at Aven.

Evan hurriedly turned his head, he had been thinking some time ago that if Barty Crouch Jr. was going to use someone else's identity to infiltrate Hogwarts, then he could pretend to be his father in addition to the students, which was very likely.

As one of the judges, Barty Crouch has access to every aspect of the tournament.

When the time comes, with the help of Keresis's fake Moody, it can be easily manipulated.

And Barty Crouch Jr. knows his father's habits very well, and he shouldn't have to worry about revealing his stuff.

Even if there were any anomalies, Mr. Crouch's position in the Ministry of Magic could easily be resolved.

Detection items such as the Living Point Map are also useless to him, so he doesn't have to worry about being found out at all.

In that case, could Barty Crouch Jr. be Mr. Crouch?

When the golden plates were scrubbed again, Dumbledore stood up again.

A sense of excitement and nervousness seemed to permeate the auditorium, and everyone was waiting for the next show.

Everyone suppressed their excitement and stared at Dumbledore intently.

Even the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students were distracted, and no one was as distracted as they had been.

"This time has finally come!" Dumbledore said, smiling at the suppressed faces, "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin, I'd like to explain a few words before bringing the box in!"

"Bring what?" asked Harry in a whisper.

"I don't know!"

Except for Aven, who knew it was referring to the Goblet of Fire, everyone was at a loss.

"I'd like to explain the program of our school year, but first allow me to introduce two guests, because there is still someone who doesn't know them, this is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic!"

There was sparse applause in the auditorium, and many people did not know Barty Crowe

"This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Physical Education at the Ministry of Magic. ”

The applause for Bagman was much louder than for Crouch, perhaps because he was well-known as a batsman, or maybe it was just that he was much more affectionate.

He stood up happily and waved his hand in thanks.

You know, when Barty Crouch's name was introduced, Crouch neither smiled nor waved. (To be continued.) )