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Hogwarts, England

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The upcoming Triwizard Tournament has a noticeable impact on the people who live in the castle.

For at least the next week, I'll be able to hear about it everywhere I go. Almost all of the students were spreading gossip about what they thought was the right thing - who would be a Hogwarts Warrior, what the Tournament would do, what Beauxbatons and Durmstrang would look like, and so on.

And Hogwarts can also be said to have been thoroughly cleaned by house-elves from beginning to end, portraits were cleaned, furnishings and armor were polished, Filch's compulsion for cleanliness became more and more serious, and a few first-year girls yelled and cried two days ago - if it wasn't for Opal coming in time to calm people down and then drag them away, Harry felt that the two girls who were already crying out of breath would definitely go to the hospital for psychological counseling.

However, relatively speaking, the atmosphere is still relatively warm and harmonious. Harry had also noticed that the Slytherin students had been acting hastily lately, as if they were preparing something, and tried to ask Opal only to get a "You'll know then" reply, which made Harry want to flip the table - is that so appetizing!

It wasn't until the morning of October 30 that Harry went downstairs for breakfast to find that the auditorium had been renovated overnight.

Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each representing one of Hogwarts houses: Gryffindor with a golden lion on a red background, Ravenclaw with a bronze eagle on a blue background, Hufflepuff with a black badger on a yellow background, and Slytherin with a silver python on a green background. Behind the teacher's desk, there hung the largest banner, on which was the coat of arms of Hogwarts: a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a serpent linked together, surrounded by a large letter H.

Harry and Hermione sat down at the Gryffindor table, next to Fred and George, and Ron was caught between them and left and right, looking loveless.

"What's wrong?"

Although it was a good thing to be able to avoid being harassed by Ron, it still had to be passable on the surface, so Harry tilted his head curiously and asked, "You have all been mysterious lately. ”

"There's a lot going on."

George shrugged, "Especially Fred, who has had a lack of Opal lately...... Oh! ”

But it was Fred who stepped on his foot.

"What's wrong with Opal?"

Seeing that Ron seemed to want to say something but was directly covered by Fred, Harry felt that he had a black line, "You have a good relationship with Opal?" ”

"I'm average, but Fred has a pretty good relationship with the Slytherin guy and communicates a lot."

George unceremoniously sold his teammates, "But lately we've been worrying about how to improve our stupid brother's IQ a little bit." There's also the signing up for the Triwizard Tournament. ”

It was obviously a pretext, but Harry also chose a different direction with interest: "Are you still thinking of a way to sneak in?" ”

"I went to ask Professor McGonagall how the Warriors were chosen, but she wouldn't tell me."

"She just told me to shut up and concentrate on my raccoon shapeshift." ”

"But there are still some clues."

Fred forced Ron to shut up as he shoved something into Ron's mouth, "Professor McGonagall said that the judges will rate the warriors based on the quality of their projects. ”

"Who's the referee?"

Harry was curious.

"The principals of the participating schools must be members of the jury."

But it was Hermione who answered—everyone turned their heads to look at her in astonishment, "Because in the 1792 tournament, a chicken-bodied, snake-tailed monster that the warriors were trying to catch went on an uncontrolled rampage, and all three headmasters were wounded. ”

She couldn't help but frown when she noticed that everyone was staring at her, "These are all written in Hogwarts, a school history." So it's easy to speculate. ”

In contrast to Fred, who suddenly became interested in the bacon in front of him, George leaned over to Hermione as if to ask something.

But before he could speak, a sudden whooshing sound came—a sign that the owls had sent a message.

Harry immediately looked up, and saw Hedwig fall sharply onto Harry's shoulder, fold her wings, and stretch out a leg tiredly.

Pulling Sirius's reply from Hedwig's feet, Harry handed his bacon skin to Hedwig's mouth, then looked down at it.

The letter was as brief as ever, asking Harry to tell him as much as he could about his time at Hogwarts, and then that he was safe at the moment and that he would find time to come back when the Triwizard Tournament began. The last thing to tell Harry is to remember to replace the owl the next time he sends a letter, and not to use Hedwig all the time.

Well, it was indeed his negligence, and a white owl was indeed quite conspicuous.

Harry rolled up the letter and stuffed it into his robes. At least it's a good thing to know that Siris is okay, but he really doesn't have a good premonition for the next Triwizard Tournament, so he doesn't know if Siris can come or not.

"Thank you, Hedwig."

Harry thanked Hedwig, who was feasting on the table, and Hedwig squealed sleepily, dipped her beak into Harry's orange juice goblet, and then took off again, apparently in a hurry back to the owl hut for a good night's sleep.

Perhaps because of the Triwizard Tournament to begin, there was a sense of anticipatory joy in the air at Hogwarts. As the bell rang early, Harry and Hermione hurried to the Gryffindor Tower, laid down their bags and textbooks, put on their cloaks, and rushed down the stairs to the foyer in two steps.

The deans of the various colleges were standing there, ordering their students to line up.

But what to say...... The only chaotic houses were Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, and the Ravenclaw side was a little chaotic but still quiet. And Slytherin...... Harry silently said that it was worthy of being the first house in terms of face, and at this moment he had lined up completely neatly and was watching the jokes of the three houses over there......

And the most eye-catching one standing in front of the line was Opal, although he wore the same school robe, but Opal stood there no less eye-catching than Snape standing in a low pressure not far away.

Finally, the queue was formed, and everyone walked down the steps and stood in front of the castle in line. It was a cold, airy evening, and night was falling, and a bright moon was already hanging over the Forbidden Forest.

While the students from the various houses were whispering about the ways in which the other two schools would come to Hogwarts, Dumbledore, who was standing in the back row with the other teachers, shouted, "Ah! If I'm not mistaken, Beauxbatons' representative has arrived! ”

"Where?"

Many students asked eagerly, looking in different directions.

"There!"

A sixth-grader shouted and pointed to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.

A behemoth was speeding across the deep blue sky, flying towards the castle, gradually getting bigger and bigger. And as the blackened behemoth skimmed over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest, illuminated by the light of the castle window, they saw a great powder-blue carriage flying towards them. It was the size of a house, and twelve winged horses flew through it, all of them silver-maned horses, each about the size of an elephant.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

Opal suddenly clapped his hands three times, and when the students from the other houses looked over, each of the Slytherin students who were already in a neat line raised their wands and began to use "Lumos", and then Opal, as the commander-in-chief, pointed his wand into the air.

Almost instantly, the sky over the entire venue exploded into a firework of shimmering stars with a spell in the middle, with a large line of "Welcome to Hogwarts" written in beautiful floral letters. And a large directional arrow was used to indicate the location of the open space where the other party's big carriage stopped.

The carriage in the air flew even lower in the light of the spell, and Harry had barely had time to see the carriage that had stopped in the midst of the rumbling, with a coat of arms on the door—two golden wands crossed with three stars popping out of each one—and the door opened.

Blombottom's mentor is a woman who looks like a giant, Madame Maxim, but it must be admitted that compared to the scruffy Hagrid, this woman is very temperamental in both appearance and dress.

"Dear Madame Maxim."

Dumbledore was the first to greet him, "Welcome to Hogwarts. ”

"Dumbledore."

Madame Maxim said in a deep voice, "I wish you all the best. ”

"Very good, thank you."

Dumbledore said.

When Lady Maxime and Dumbledore were shabby, there were about twelve or thirteen schoolboys and girls about eighteen or nineteen years old on either side who had already gotten out of the carriage, but it was clear that their silk uniforms could not withstand the cold weather on the Hogwarts side, and they were a little shrunken.

Opal, on the other hand, guided the Slytherin students to shake their wands again - because of the queue order, the Slytherin team was relatively high in the queue - and cast a heat preservation charm on the Bloombottom students, which received the unanimous grateful glances of the Bloombottom students.

"Is Karkaroff coming?"

"He'll come at any time."

Dumbledore said, glancing at Slytherin House, which had done the hospitality perfectly, "You don't mind waiting here for a while." ”

"Yes."

Lady Maxime, who had also noticed the movements of the Slytherin students, nodded, "But my horses need to be taken care of. ”

"Our Master of Conservation of Magical Creatures will be happy to take care of them."

Dumbledore was confident in this, "Hagrid has a knack for caring for these creatures. ”

"Can you tell this Hagrid that these horses only drink pure malt whiskey?"

Although she still seemed a little suspicious, Madame Maxim didn't say anything more - after all, it was a very rude thing to doubt the teaching level of the other teacher.

And at this moment, a very loud and strange voice came to them from the darkness - it was a suppressed rumble and sucking sound, like a huge vacuum cleaner moving along the riverbed.

"In the lake!"

Another student discovered the source of the change first, and now not only the Hogwarts students, but also the Blombarton students who had already found their own vacant seat next to the Slytherin students, also looked over, "Look at the lake!" ”

The team was now standing on the slope of the lawn overlooking the field, with a clear view of the calm, black water - but suddenly it was no longer calm.

There was a commotion in the middle of the lake, a huge splash on the water, and waves crashing against the wet shore—and then, in the middle of the lake, a large whirlpool appeared, as if a huge plug had suddenly been pulled out of the bottom of the lake. A long, black, black, rod-like thing slowly rose from the whirlpool.

Or rather, a large ship of extraordinary grandeur rose out of the water and sparkled in the moonlight. Although the shape of what looks like a ghost ship makes it look a little weird, no one doubts its performance. The big boat tossed on the undulating water and began to head towards the shore. Moments later, he threw an iron anchor into the shallow water, and then a plank was also placed on the shore of the lake.

At this moment, the fluorescent flickering in the air had not disappeared, but the arrow had changed to indicate the location of the foyer, which was to lead the way.

When Durmstrang's students came ashore, they could be seen wearing a kind of fur cloak. However, the leader was a little incomprehensible - the person who walked in the front was dressed in a silver-white cape, and he did not have a hood with a cape, and his face was exposed. The person who followed diagonally behind was wearing a purple mink cloak that could be known to be very valuable at a glance, but the appearance was obscured, and only a flickering silver light could be seen under the lamplight, but ...... Although he was following behind the leader, the person who was strolling around was a little more indescribably noble than the leader.

"Dumbledore!"

As the leader walked up the slope, he exclaimed enthusiastically, "How are you, my dear old fellow?" ”

"Great, thank you, Professor Karkaroff."

Dumbledore replied.

Because of the students who were going to greet Durmstrang, there was a slight commotion as there was when they greeted Blombottom - especially after Seeker Victor Krum came out - so no one noticed that Opal's eyes were basically fixed on the man in the sable cape after the members of Durmstrang disembarked.

Is that him? It's him! It must be him!

It's no wonder that Sister Qianwei would say that it was a surprise, and it was—at least Opal never expected that he would follow Durmstrong's team to Hogwarts in such a grand manner.

It couldn't have been better!

The little man in Opal's heart cheered, and the smile on his face, which had been out of courtesy, now looked a little more real.

As if sensing Opal's gaze, the man in the sable cloak raised his hand and lifted his hood slightly, revealing a delicate silver half-mask underneath it, and a faint smile.

He knew that his silent girl would recognize him at first sight.