Egger was trampled by the old man Zou, and the old man held Egger with one hand and slapped Egger's ass with the other.

Egger screamed miserably...

The scene at that time was like this:

Old Man Zou laughed three times, and then grabbed Egger with one hand and clamped it on his waist, and the rough slap fell towards Egger's ass like a storm...

Old Man Zou was talking to Dumbledore while fighting back, and everyone seemed to not see that Egg was still being destroyed by Old Man Zou, and the smile on his face became more and more enthusiastic.

Snape, in particular, was so relieved to hear Egg's screams...

After a long time, a group of people ended their greetings and returned to the auditorium.

Fortunately, the students watched Egger limp and wisely didn't mention what had just happened, and anyone knew that he was poisoning someone who was a vendetta, and maybe he would have to pay the price that day...

After all the students had entered the auditorium and taken their seats at the tables of their respective colleges, the faculty and staff were seated at the guest of honor.

At the end of the line was Dumbledore and the other three headmasters, of course, Old Man Zou was only the temporary headmaster.

The Beauxbatons students all stood up when they saw their headmaster appear, and the Hogwarts students around them couldn't help but laugh, but they didn't seem embarrassed at all.

It wasn't until Lady Maxim sat down on Dumbledore's left hand side that they did it again, Dumbledore stood, and the Great Hall fell silent.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and—especially—distinguished guests." Dumbledore said in a loud voice, smiling at the foreign students, "It is with great joy that I welcome you to Hogwarts, and I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here." ”

Krum snorted, harsh in the quiet of the auditorium.

"Hell, what the hell happened to him?" Harry frowned as he looked at Krum on the Slytherin table in the distance.

"The tournament will officially begin at the end of the banquet." Dumbledore said, "I now invite everyone to eat and drink as if they were in your own home." ”

Dumbledore sat down, and Karkaroff next to him hurried up to talk to him enthusiastically.

The plate in front of him was full of food as usual, and the elves in the kitchen seemed to have done their best, and the dishes on the table were extraordinarily rich.

Egger noticed that the students of Kunlun Hall who were sitting at the front of the Gryffindor long table were in front of a pot of hot hot pot, and on the table were all kinds of dishes, and the group of young wizards of Kunlun Hall seemed very surprised.

"Mage Mixed Fish Soup," Egg muttered softly as he held a bowl of hot soup, "It's good." ”

"It's French food." Hermione said.

"yes, but I still prefer their pan-fried foie gras and grilled snails in comparison." Iger said.

Hermione rolled her eyes: "You're so picky, don't say it's a picky eater, you're still picky..."

"Of course, the mixed fish soup is also very good," Egg muttered.

"Really? I'll taste it..."As soon as Ron heard Egg's words, he hurriedly stepped forward and filled a bowl...

Today's auditorium was much more crowded than usual, although in fact there were not many more people, only about thirty people at full, but perhaps because of the different colors of their uniforms.

Because of eating, Youmengyu and Emily, who were originally pouting on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, also slipped into the auditorium early, and the students of Kunlun Hall seemed to be a little surprised when they looked at Youmengyu.

"I beg your pardon, do you still drink this pot of miscellaneous fish soup?"

Just as the two of them sat down next to Hermione, a Beauxbatons girl with a scarf walked over, she took off her scarf, and looked at Egg with a pair of big blue eyes, and her silver hair shimmered like a shiny shiny, officially Fleur, who had had had an unpleasant relationship with Egg before.

"I'm sorry, my friend hasn't had time to drink yet." Iger shrugged: "If you don't have enough there, I can ask them to make some more for you, trouble you..."

Egg's voice fell, and soon, there was an extra pot of miscellaneous fish soup in Fleur's previous position.

"Ahh Thanks a lot. Furong Shi Ran turned around and left, leaving a table of little boys with red faces.

"She's a girl!" Ron waited for his eyes to speak hoarsely.

"I don't think so." Hermione scoffed, "I didn't see anyone else looking at her like an idiot." ”

"To be precise, it's a mixed-race girl." Iger nodded.

Hearing this, Ron, Seamus, and Dean turned their heads together, and their eyes were obvious: Who are you scolding for being an idiot?

Hermione: "......"

MDZZ…

"The girls at Hogwarts are pretty good, too." Harry said without thinking.

"yes, I think it's better for Hermione." Iger muttered.

Ron grinned unceremoniously, "She... Guys? ”

"Don't worry about the details." Egg shrugged, dodging Hermione's playful gaze.

Not far away, there were two more people on the faculty desk, Ludo Bagman and Barty Crouch, and of course, Percy behind Crouch was selectively ignored by Iger.

"It's good that Percy, the fool, is here too." Not far away, the twins were laughing and laughing.

"What are they doing here?" Harry was a little surprised.

"This is an event organized by the Ministry of Magic, of course they have to send someone." Iger said.

Soon, dinner was withdrawn and the table was replaced with desserts, and when Harry and Ron swept away the desserts on the table, Dumbledore stood up again.

"Ahh It's good that the moment has finally arrived. Dumbledore smiled and said, "The Strong... Well, it's the Final Four this year, and the Final Four tournament is about to begin, and I'd like to explain a few words before I bring the plate in--"

"Take what?" Iger looked confused.

Hermione shook her head blankly.

"I'd like to explain our planning process for this school year, but first allow me to introduce these two guests, because there is someone else who doesn't know them, this is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic. This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of Physical Education at the Ministry of Magic. ”

The applause given to Bagman sounded much louder than Crouch's, perhaps because of popularity...

"Over the past few months, Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch have worked tirelessly to arrange the tournament." Dumbledore said.

Iger looked unhappy, what about fart?

Who caught the fire dragon? Who is sponsored?

You let them both try?

"They will form a panel of judges with me, Karkaroff, Mrs. Maxim and Mr. Zou Shuzou to judge the efforts of the Warriors, and of course, the same referee will also include our on-court referee, Mr. Egger Morissus, who is responsible for protecting the safety of the Warriors on the court, and also has a share of scoring rights."

The discussion in the auditorium suddenly became enthusiastic, but it seemed that the students of the other schools did not seem to be happy, and they thought that Iger might be biased towards the students of this school.

However, Dumbledore ignored them, and just smiled, "Mr. Filch, please bring the box..."