"Maca...... You're not going back to Hogwarts...... Is it? ”

Hearing such a direct inquiry from Willy, Maca couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

“…… Maybe! ”

To be honest, although he has voluntarily left Hogwarts now, I wonder if he will come back in the future...... It's really uncertain, after all, Rowena's test is not yet complete!

From beginning to end, he has been studying the mysteries of the Book of Truth; But until now, he has only explored some extremely limited applications, and he still can't even see what is really hidden in them.

Hearing this, Willy didn't ask any more questions, but turned her head to look at the Gryffindor table.

She ...... I don't like it. ”

"Who?"

It's not easy to get a "dislike" from Willy, and Maca looks back over there.

Willy was staring at a girl from Beauxbatons. She had now taken off her scarf, and her long, waterfall-like silver hair hung down softly to her waist.

At this moment, she had just walked up to Ron and asked. After picking up a plate of mixed fish soup from the Gryffindor table, she headed back to Ravenclaw.

From a distance, Maca could be seen with large blue eyes and a mouthful of white teeth.

Yes, that girl was indeed beautiful, and it was no wonder that many students in the hall were looking back at her.

At this moment, Ron seemed especially defenseless, and he stared at her blankly, his face already flushed. Her beauty does not only refer to her appearance, but also to the faint attraction that she seems to have. It's like—

"A half-blood," said Maca, looking at her, "it must be Fleur Delacour of Beauxbatons." ”

"Do you like it?" Willie asked suddenly, then added, "Meiwa." ”

"Me?" Maca thought for a moment, then shook her head, "I don't like it, but I'm interested in this bloodline...... I mentioned a story in a magic book about the bloodline of Meiwa. ”

"What?" Willy immediately turned her head and asked as she looked at him directly, looking very concerned.

"Are you interested?" "There is a legend in that book about the origin of the Meiwa line......

As he ate the food on his plate, he began to speak in fits and pieces as if he were telling a story.

It is said that in ancient times, a beautiful girl appeared in a small desert country. Before she reached adulthood, her beauty was already a household name in the city.

However, at the time, she was just an ordinary beautiful Muggle girl, far from being recorded by wizards.

But on the day she became an adult, something happened to her, and she suddenly had a strong and extreme charm power. Men and women, young and old, were attracted by her charm, fell into a strange illusion, and killed each other.

The girl was terrified, but powerless to change the situation, and she could only flee from place to place.

And it was her panicked behavior that caused the disaster to spread rapidly to the entire country, and the terrible situation seemed to become out of control.

In the end, she even affected some of the ancient wizards, causing a real catastrophe of annihilation.

At the end of this legendary story, it is said that this is what is said:

When the unfortunate girl finally understood that her existence would only bring disaster to the world, she chose to die quietly in a silent valley of flowers. Because she didn't dare to look back at that country like a sea of corpses and blood, because she could no longer bear the pain of reality.

When she fell in the midst of that sea of flowers, her blood stained the soil red.

Years later, a crystal flower with elves bloomed quietly in the dark red soil, as if to commemorate the girl's innocence......

This is the end of the story, but Maca doesn't stop.

"You may have guessed that the crystal flower should be the 'Mystery Crystal Flower' planted by the flower seeds you brought, and the 'elf' mentioned in the story is mostly Meiwa......"

Speaking of this, he paused and took a bite of the sausage on the fork, "I guess if you use Meiwa's blood to water it, the growth rate of the 'Mystery Crystal' flower seed may be much faster......

As he spoke, he habitually began to ponder the research of the "Mystery Crystal Flower" again, but Willy didn't seem to be listening at this time. She just looked at Maca's side face in a daze, and only repeated one sentence in her heart-

"This story, he, also knows ......"

At this time, the dessert after the meal was also served, and everyone noticed that there were many sweets that they had never seen before.

At Gryffindor's side, Ron carefully prepared the dessert and took a fancy to a weird, white custard. He then carefully moved it a few inches from his right hand so that it was clearly visible from Ravencron's desk.

However, the girl, who was full of charm all over her body, seemed to have eaten enough, and she did not come to serve this plate of sweets.

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

With this movement of his, a mood of excitement and tension permeated the auditorium.

Maca turned and looked calmly towards Dumbledore.

"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 in......"

Dumbledore first introduced Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic, and Ludo Bagman, Director of Physical Education.

Under his introduction, the auditorium burst into sparse applause.

Even the more popular Bagman did not receive much applause for him. After all, everyone was waiting for Dumbledore to announce something more important!

"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 Orson and Madame Maxime to judge the efforts of the Warriors fairly. ”

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 standing in a corner of the Great Hall when he was walking towards Dumbledore, holding a large wooden box encrusted with jewels, which looked very old.

Everyone looked at the box and talked about it with great interest.

"The specifics of this year's Warriors tournament have been carefully vetted by Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman," Dumbledore said, while Filch carefully placed the box on the table in front of him.

"They also made a lot of necessary arrangements for each project. 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 guts, and their ability to reason on the fly—"

"And, of course, their ability to overcome danger."

At the hearing of the last sentence, the auditorium fell silent, and everyone held their breath with nervousness.

"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 the lid of the box three times, and the lid creaked and slowly opened. Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large, crudely carved 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 the Warriors must write his name and the name of his school on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet."

"Those who aspire to become warriors can sign up within 24 hours. Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the goblet will choose the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools — and tonight, the goblet will be in the foyer and accessible to all those willing to run. ”

"In order to avoid students who are not old enough to resist the temptation ......"

At this point, Dumbledore glanced at Maca with the seeming meaning of it, "When the goblet is placed in the foyer, I'm going to draw an age line around it." No one under the age of seventeen can cross this line......"

Finally, he reminded in an accentuated tone: "...... Think twice and find out that you really want to participate in the competition, and then put your name in the cup. Okay, I think it's time for everyone to go to bed, and I wish you all the best night. ”

Dumbledore was finished, and everyone stood up and walked across the Great Hall towards the main door. At this time, Willy, who also said goodbye to Marca, went to Durmstrang's students, but was stopped from behind.

“…… Maca! I think we should talk, what do you think? ”

He turned his head and looked at the man who had stopped him, but there was no expression on his face.

"Really, Hermione? But I don't think there's anything we have to talk about, do we? Maca said calmly, "I'll talk about it tomorrow, I feel a little sleepy." ”

"But...... Feed! Maca! ”

Not far away, the new Professor Moody was staring back and forth at Maca and Hermione with his intact eyes. But at this moment, Maca, who was facing away from him with her back to him, suddenly turned around, and her cold gaze made Moody feel a chill in his heart.

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