Although they experienced an unpleasant cold, everyone still maintained great enthusiasm.

The most talked about are Victor Krum's skills and Fleur Delacour's beauty.

In the distance, Zhang Hao heard Ron's voice: "I can't believe it! It's Krum, Harry! It's Victor Krum!"

"For God's sake, Ron, he's just a Quidditch player!" Hermione said lightly, "You drink together every day, why do you still worship a Quidditch player so much?"

All right!

In Hermione's heart, there seems to be no one more worthy of worship than Zhang Hao.

"Just a Quidditch player?" Ron said stunned, "Hermione, he's one of the best Seekers in the world!

Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "The best Seeker?"

Ron was speechless, and then he remembered that Zhang Hao represented the highest level of Quidditch history!

Harry listened quietly as the two argued, a little disapproving.

He is very confident - confident that he can neither compare to Zhang Hao nor Krum, so he doesn't need to worship anyone.

The meaning of the existence of idols is to let people catch up, and since there is no hope of catching up, they will not catch up!

Then you don't need to worship anyone, do you?

There doesn't seem to be much to say about Fleur Delacul.

She had blue eyes, long, waterfall-like silver hair, and very neat white teeth......

Her waist is also graceful, and there are almost no flaws in her appearance.

So when she appeared, almost most of the boys would look at her in a daze.

It's a silent compliment!

Of course, Zhang Hao obviously won't be like this.

After all, Lilith is much more beautiful than Fleur, and they are not a level of existence at all.

At present, Zhang Hao still has not found a more beautiful female creature than Lilith.

Fleur Delacul doesn't seem to have a good personality either, she doesn't look down on Hogwarts students, she always has an arrogant smile on her lips, and she doesn't have to look at any of the Hogwarts students.

Zhang Hao could see at a glance that this girl had not been beaten by society.

He was convinced that she would put away the unbeaten expression as long as she lived at Hogwarts for a while.

When the food on the table was wiped out, and the golden plates were smooth and clean again, Dumbledore stood up.

As in the past, he exclaimed, "The time has finally come, the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin......!"

He introduced the students to Barty Crouch and Ludo Bagman, one of whom was the Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic and the other was the Director of Physical Education at the Ministry of Magic, both of whom received a lot of applause.

Dumbledore then announced that he would form the Triwizard Tournament with Professor Karkaroff, Miss Maxime, and the two Directors of the Division.

This is something that everyone knows, after all, this is how the referee was structured more than 100 years ago.

Finally, the main event is finally here.

"Mr. Filch, please bring the box. ”

When Filch heard the order, he hurriedly held a large wooden box inlaid with jewels and walked towards the faculty seat.

He placed the large wooden box on the table in front of Dumbledore, and then went back the way he came, guarding the door again.

"As you already know, there will be three warriors competing for each school. Dumbledore said calmly, "We will rate them based on the quality of each event they complete, 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 champions is an impartial selector, and it is the Goblet of Fire!"

As he spoke, he opened the wooden box and pulled out a large, rough-cut wooden goblet.

The cup itself is not at all inconspicuous, but there is a blue-white flame dancing inside.

"Originally, we planned to prohibit students under the age of 17 from participating in the competition. Dumbledore laughed and said, "But for some reason, we finally decided to abandon this project. This means...... Every student from the three academies has the potential to qualify for the tournament!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience immediately burst into cheers.

The Hogwarts students, in particular, screamed like they could tear the ceiling up.

Zhang Hao noticed the expressions of Karkaroff and Maxim, they didn't seem happy, maybe Dumbledore put some pressure on them in the process of changing his plans.

After all, he is the strongest White Lord in the world, and if Dumbledore really exerts his strength, it will not be difficult to change the rules of a triwizard tournament.

The difficulty is to give him a reason to do so.

And the reason Zhang Haozao found it for him, isn't it?

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Dumbledore raised his hand to stop the commotion below, and continued, "While you'll all have a chance to get the rules of the tournament, I want to remind each and every one of you: this tournament is no joke, and if you're not careful, you can really die. Why it took more than 100 years to restart, I think everyone knows why. Also, once the Warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must play the game to the end. Whoever throws his name into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be kept. 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, and I wish you all the best night. ”

Everyone began to leave the venue in an orderly manner, and everyone remained excited.

Zhang Hao knew that there must be many people who couldn't sleep tonight.

The next day was another Saturday, and when he was having breakfast, Zhang Hao found that the foyer was full of people.

Because the Goblet of Fire was there, it had taken over the stool that belonged to the Sorting Hat.

Whether it's a cup or a stool, it looks inconspicuous.

But they have so much magic that everyone revolves around them.

Zhang Hao heard someone talking about him, and they were all speculating, thinking about when he would put his name in.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, do you want to sign up? My place is given to you, come on!"

"Come to me, you're going to win the championship!"

Zhang Hao smiled and nodded to everyone, he was not in a hurry to sign up, anyway, no matter how many names were invested or how early he invested, it would not affect the result in the end.

Draco excitedly said, "Are you really not going to sign up now?"

Zhang Hao shook his head and said, "Let's take a look first!"

"Alright!" Draco pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "It's boring to look ahead!

"Are you ready to die for the Triumph Cup?" Zhang Hao said elegantly: "You often say that you don't make senseless sacrifices, do you really plan to risk your life to participate in the Triumph Cup?"

Draco was silent for a moment, then said melancholy, "I am a descendant of a pure-blood ancestor, and my ancestors have supreme glory. If I don't even dare to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, what will I be able to achieve in the future?"

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