"It's only been a week!" Hufflepuff House's Ernie McMillan squeezed out of the crowd, his eyes shining: "I don't know if Cedric knows, I'll go tell him..."

"Cedric?" Ron looked at McMillan's back a little dazed.

"It's Diggory, the one who went to the World Cup with us on the portkey." Harry looked at Ron, "He's definitely going to compete in the tournament." ”

"That little white face—" Ron snorted.

"He's not a little white face, I heard that he's a very good student, and he's still a prefect." Hermione emphasized.

"yes, I remember Harry winning the tournament last year when Harry grabbed the Golden Snitch before him." Ron scoffed, "Not all handsome guys are as good as Egger. ”

"I'm sorry, I don't like other people just because they're handsome." Hermione said angrily.

"Then let me ask you, do you like Egger?" Ron asked, snorting.

"Of course." Hermione said without thinking.

"Is Iger handsome?" Ron's smile gradually became perverted.

Hermione: "......"

it...

In a sense, this is also a proposition...

Hermione suddenly felt her back locked on by Egg's gaze, she coughed her throat and looked calm: "Of course, it's handsome." ”

"So your words are not convincing at all." Ron and Harry burst out laughing.

"No, because he's Egger, I'll like him even if he's not handsome." Hermione emphasized earnestly, and then turned her head to look at Egg, only to find that Egg's figure had disappeared at some point.

"He can't be shy, right?" Harry looked at where Egg had disappeared with a strange expression.

"......" Ron thought for a moment, "is he a shy person?" ”

Harry shook his head, he sensed Ron was right.

Hermione stared at where Egg had disappeared, then squinted and laughed.

The appearance of this announcement had a great impact on the students in the castle, and for the next week, no matter where they went, people seemed to talk about only one topic: the Final Four Tournament...

All sorts of rhetoric spread among the students, like a contagious germ: Who would be the Hogwarts warriors? What are the events in the tournament? How are the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang different from them?

As for the students of Kunlun Hall, everyone is already too familiar with each other, there are no secrets, and it is even said that there are families who plan to let their children who have not yet entered school go to Kunlun Hall to study.

"Bet your bet, who's going to be the Hogwarts Champion? Pick your inner warrior and maybe you'll be rewarded when the time comes! ”

In the courtyard of the castle, the twins are tricking a large number of students into placing bets, and although they have already been deducted nearly thirty points by Professor McGonagall for this incident, they are still enjoying it, and Fred even tells Iger that when the students from other schools come, they can open three more markets...

For the behavior of the two of them to seduce underage students to gamble without authorization, Egger felt very angry, and immediately said in righteous words: I also want to sit in the bank...

There's a reason why the twins don't care about Professor McGonagall, and according to rumors, a certain white-bearded old man who is 1.8 meters tall once secretly bet on a student in each house...

It was not only the students who were restless, but even the house-elves were happily cleaning up all over the castle, the dirty portraits were scrubbed clean, the portraits that had been in existence for hundreds of years with high historical value were all rubbed off by the ruined elves, a group of portrait figures grinned in pain every time they touched the newly exposed tender flesh, and the armor on both sides of the corridor was also polished, and it didn't creak when it moved.

Even rumor has it that the marble statues of Ravenclaw have been rubbed by elves with steel wool balls, and poor Lady Ravenclaw almost didn't go crazy...

Of course, it's not just the students and elves who are excited and nervous, but also the teachers in the school.

"Longbottom, please, don't show yourself in front of Durmstrang and let them see that you don't even have a simple transformation spell!" As class was about to end, Professor McGonagall yelled sternly.

One class was very scary, and during the class, Neville accidentally grafted his ear onto a cactus...

However, compared to the nervousness of the people around him, Egger is in a kind of deaf and unaware of what is going on outside the window, and only shoots Xiaohuang... In the seriousness of a small movie.

Cameras and camcorders can animate, but unlike portraits with a sense of personality, the photographs with the manifestation potion wiped only show the scene at the time.

Iger came up with a few ways to make a movie...

The first is to change the camera, which is the most convenient way to record video, but the disadvantage is also very big, that is, you have to get the corresponding projection equipment, and if you want to do a TV program in the future, you need to keep studying some things like TV towers, which is very troublesome.

The second is to take pictures of the characters, give them personality like portraits, and then teach these portrait performance forms to show them in the form of dramas.

In short, both methods are cumbersome, but the second one sounds a little worse.

It's worse than the little fresh meat who made movie cutouts in the previous life and read the numbers...

After thinking about it, Iger felt that the most important thing at the moment was to shoot the Triwizard Tournament first, and he couldn't use the cutouts or anything for the time being, so he set out to modify a camera.

Actually, it's not a transformation...

Since Egger bought a new digital camera, in the surrounding magical environment, the camera will shoot all kinds of chaos, in a short period of time, the mechanical idiot Egger can't think of any way to transform, so he casts a forbidden magic field on the camera...

With the camera as the center, no magic can be released within a radius of half a meter, and similarly, no magical magnetic field can interfere with the space within a radius of half a meter...

It can only be said to be a small trick of compromise.

Finally, on the morning of October 30, the students went downstairs to eat to find that the auditorium had been completely renovated.

On the walls hung huge silk banners, each representing one of the Hogwarts houses, and behind the staff desks was the largest banner, on which was the coat of arms of Hogwarts, the same pattern as the end of the Egger Staff: a lion, an eagle, a badger, a snake, surrounded by a large letter...

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"I really want to know how the Warriors were chosen, I asked Professor McGonagall, but she wouldn't tell me..."George ran to Egger early in the morning to complain, saying indignantly, "She just told me to shut up and concentrate on my raccoon transformation." ”

"I don't know what the tournament is..."Ron snorted, "but I bet we can do it too, remember, we beat the levels left by our teachers when we were in first grade..."

"yes, in the end, it was Iger who saved you..."Fred mercilessly uncovered the scars, "Besides, you didn't do it in front of the judges, McGonagall said, and the judges will rate the Warriors based on the quality of their projects." ”

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to look at Egg, who was holding a piece of fried egg and sighed leisurely: "I'm just the referee in the field, although I have the right to score, but I will definitely not be the only one to score." ”

"It's a member of the judges," said Hermione, "and in the 1792 tournament, a chicken-bodied bassik that the warriors were trying to catch went on a rampage, and all three headmasters were wounded. ”

Iger muttered nonchalantly, "That could be the weakest Headmaster at Hogwarts..."

"Chicken-bodied plesagils? What is that? Ron asked with a blank face.

"Level 5x fantastic beasts, probably already extinct, look at who dies, a close relative of the basilisk, the thief is terrible." Egg shook his head, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

"Not only that, but it's toxic to breathe and can cause chronic diseases." Hermione emphasized, "Gaze, like a basilisk, can kill or petrify, so do you still want to participate?" This means that at the very least, the participants will be alone in front of a creature comparable to a basilisk. ”

Fred had a strange face: "It doesn't matter if we participate or not, we mainly don't want to be in the limelight..."

I'm dying...

The twins looked at each other.

Just make a profit at the opening...