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"Don't talk about it, you two, the Beauxbatons are here." Harry said with some dissatisfaction, since Chen Ping appeared, the relationship between the three of them has deteriorated a little, Ron firmly hated Chen Ping, but couldn't say why, and Hermione obviously admired Chen Ping very much. As for myself, at least I don't dislike that guy. Harry thought to himself.

While these people waited thoughtfully, a black dot appeared from the distant sky and attracted everyone's attention.

"Mistra is here, this damn guest has finally arrived, good luck to them." Chen Ping spat viciously in his heart.

"Look, that's a big broom."

"No, it's a flying house."

The latter version is more plausible, a large carriage, dragged by twelve winged horses the size of elephants, flew from the air.

The carriage flew a little lower, and came to a halt on the ground, and the hooves of the horses, which were larger than plates, slammed to the ground with a loud noise, and then the carriage also descended, and the huge wheels jumped a few times, and the golden horses twisted their heads and turned their big, red eyes.

The door opened, and Chen Ping noticed that there was a defensive circle on the door, exuding a faint magical aura, and this circle could provide a protective shield if needed to avoid the impact of impacts, bad weather, and the like on the carriage.

"So-so work, but there is basically no comparison with Erastro's." Chen Ping looked critically at the magic carriage, "Horses too" he added in his heart.

The students in this car were all wearing blue silk, but the magic aura on their bodies was so weak that Chen Ping was a little surprised, the elder of the two sisters barely had Hermione or Harry's Cheng dù, and the others were even inferior to Ron. Only their headmaster, a giant lady who rivaled Hagley's physique, was a bit of an eye-catcher.

"Well, she's not here on a blind date." Chen Ping said with bad intentions.

This lady named Maxim and Dumbledore are old acquaintances, but Chen Ping is really curious why this dean is equal to a figure like Dumbledore. According to the comparison of strength, Dumbledore may not be much more difficult to defeat the former than to blow his breath.

"Whew, there's another one here, I hope this can be a little interesting." Sensing the magic movement in the air, Chen Ping looked at the big lake, where a large whirlpool with a width of hundreds of zhang suddenly appeared and made a loud noise. Then, a three-dimensional sailboat slowly rises from the water and emerges on the surface of the lake.

"Uh, pirate ship? Could it be that this is how the rumors of the ghost ship came about? ”

The thing that could pose as a pirate ship was Durmstrang's carrier. Those who came down were wearing fur cloaks. For a thin old man, Chen Ping felt a familiar smell on his body.

It's like the smell of a few shops in Tumbledown Alley.

Another thing that made Chen Ping a little interested was a teenager with a hooked nose and thick eyebrows, he should be sixteen or seventeen years old, this teenager should be the strongest in this group of people wearing hairy hair, but to Chen Ping's surprise, he was actually catching a cold?

In the country of magic, except for some very special diseases, such as catching a cold, there is no zài among mages, and mages can use their spells to fight against all kinds of harsh environments and colds? That's a joke.

"Wow, that's Werther, Werther-Kron." I don't know which student started screaming. Then Chen Ping looked at these students in a daze and started to stir as if they were enchanted.

Chen Ping's ears were still ringing until the students of both schools had entered the castle, and he really couldn't understand why that plain-looking teenager had attracted so much attention.

"Uh, Hermione, who's that teenager? Did he do anything earth-shattering? Like Harry's? Couldn't help but be curious, Chen Ping asked another one who didn't seem to care much.

"A person who plays Quidditch is like a soccer player in the mortal world?"

"Uh, yes." Chen Ping's mind immediately came up with a group of high-spirited guys, a few points more horizontal than a bald-tailed dog, but they were not even as good as shit on the court.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I forgot, in your country, it's a curse to say that people are football players." Seeing Chen Ping's strange expression, she seemed to remember something, and she was a little clear.

With the addition of these two teams, the originally lively and noisy castle hall has become a bit of an unusual atmosphere today.

The blue-clad students from Beauxbatons joined the Ravenclaw table, while the Durmstrang students sat down at Slindlin's table, which seemed to disappoint the other students, at least Chen Ping could see the expressions on the faces of Harry and the two of them.

There were a few more French dishes on the table, which allowed Chen Ping to learn the location of Beauxbatons, a French magic academy. The students untied the cloth scarves they wore on their heads, and Chen Ping was curious to see that these students were all handsome and beautiful boys and girls, especially the sisters, who had a shiny golden hair waist-length, a pair of sapphire eyes, and a mouthful of snow-white and neat teeth.

She walked over to the Gryffindor's table, said something to Ron, and came back with a pot of food, and the red-headed boy stared at her as if he had never seen a woman.

"Natural charm? I'm starting to find it a little interesting. Chen Ping looked at the drooling drip from Ron's mouth with amusement, and was secretly amused in his heart.

(Natural charm is a natural ability possessed by some magical creatures in the Western fantasy world, such as water demons, tree spirits, and succubius have similar abilities.) ）

There are not a few boys who have suffered the same as Ron, and all the boys who look at this girl, except for Chen Ping, have a bit of a distracted look.

The boys on the other side seemed to focus their eyes on the boy named Witt-Koren, but he was silent, nodding occasionally amid countless compliments. Chen Ping knew that he didn't agree with what they said, but just that he was listening.

There were four other chairs beside Dumbledore, and in addition to the two headmasters, there were also two men, and Chen Ping seemed to be a little reflective, they were two of the group of wizards he had seen that day.

"The time has come," Dumbledore said smiling at the crowd, "the game is about to begin." Before we bring in the jewelry box, let me explain the steps we've taken this year. Let me start with an introduction to those who don't know them: Mr. Bardy-Krauss, Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, and Ruth. Mr. Bagmun is the Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports.

Bagmun received more applause than Klaus, perhaps because of his reputation as a chaser, or perhaps simply because he was more likable. He waved happily in thanks.

"Over the past few months, Mr. Bagmun and Mr. Krauss have worked tirelessly to prepare for the Three Witches." Dan Weiduo continued, "Together with me, Professor Karkarov and Mrs. Maxim, they will form the judge of the contestants. Now, Mr. Feige, please bring the jewel box. ”

Feige, who had been in the corner of the hall for a long time, walked towards Dumbledore with a large old jeweled box. The students chatted excitedly. In fact, in order to see the jewelry box, some of them stood on chairs.

"Mr. Klaus and Mr. Bagmund have already checked the mission statements that this year's champions will face," Fitzsch had carefully placed the box on the table in front of him as Dumbledore spoke, "and they had made the necessary preparations for each challenge. Three missions will run throughout the school year, and they will test the contestants in different ways, testing their magical talents, guts, reasoning skills, and of course, their ability to deal with danger. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole hall fell silent, so quiet that no one seemed to breathe.

"You know, there will be three contestants." Dumbledore calmly continued, "One for each participating school. We will give each player a score for their performance in each of the tasks. After completing the three tasks, the one with the highest total score wins. The contestants will be chosen by an impartial and impartial chooser, the burning goblet. ”

He took out his wand and tapped it three times on the jewelry chest. The lid creaks and slowly opens. He pulled out a large, roughly-cut wooden cup from inside. If it weren't for the blue and white flames dancing around the rim of the wooden cup, it would have been inconspicuous.

Dumbledore closed the jewel box and carefully placed the burning goblet on top of it so that everyone could see it.

"Applicants must neatly write their names and schools on parchment, then throw the parchment paper into the cup, and those who wish to put their names into the cup within 24 hours, and tomorrow night, Halloween, the goblet will give the names of the contestants it has selected who are most qualified to represent their school. Tonight, the goblet will be placed in the entrance hall, and anyone who wants to sign up can enter, so in order to avoid the temptation of minors to sign up, after the goblet is placed in the population hall, I will draw an age line around it, and no one under the age of 17 can cross the line. Finally, I would like to remind you that this tournament is not something that you can just want to participate in, and once you have been selected by the Burning Goblet, he or she will have to fight to the end. Because when you put the name in the cup, you naturally form a binding magical contract. Once you're a player, you can't change your mind. Therefore, before throwing the name into the cup, be sure to think about whether you yourself are really wholeheartedly ready to fight. ”

Chen Ping looked at the cup and Dumbledore's movements seriously, no one noticed, and his eyes flashed with bursts of silver light. This is the magic circle he is using his psionic energy to analyze the magic circle on this cup.

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