"The specifics of this year's Warriors tournament have been carefully vetted by Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman," Dumbledore said—as Filch carefully placed the box on the table in front of him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"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 courage and their ability to reason - and, of course, their ability to overcome danger. ”

At the hearing of the last sentence, the auditorium fell silent, and it seemed as if everyone had stopped breathing.

"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 it three times on the lid of the box. The lid slowly creaked open. Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large, rough-cut 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 a Warrior must write his name and the name of his school on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," said Dumbledore, "and those who want to become a Warrior can sign up within twenty-four hours." Tomorrow night, the night of Halloween, Goblet will choose the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools. Tonight, the goblet will be placed in the foyer and will be accessible to all students who are willing to participate in the campaign. ”

"Lest the younger students fall short of temptation," said Dumbledore, "I'm going to draw an age line around the goblet when it's in the foyer." No one under the age of 17 can cross this line. ”

"Finally, I would like to remind everyone who is going to participate in the election to pay attention to the fact that this competition is not a child's play, and you must not participate in it recklessly. Once the Warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must hold the game to the end. Whoever throws his name into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be observed.

Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. 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. Good night to all. ”

Dumbledore's remarks provoked a heated discussion at Hogwarts.

Wang Yong lowered his voice and said to Ana, "Are you participating in this Triwizard Tournament?" ”

Ana shook her head, as if there was an innocent color in her eyes: "No." If you attend, I'll probably go and see it. Come on. She shook her little fist.

Then he stood up and walked away surrounded by Durmstrang students.

"What are you looking at? The girl was gone. Susan didn't know when she walked to Wang Yong's side and said dissatisfiedly.

"No, I'm just a little surprised. Let's go, I'll take you to the Hufflepuff common room, I haven't been to your lounge a few times. Wang Yong stood up and said thoughtfully.

"That's pretty much it, what's her name?" Susan took Wang Yong's hand and said curiously.

"Ana Durmstrang."

"Durmstrang......" Susan pondered.

The next day was Saturday, and in general, students went to breakfast late. When Wang Yong and Xue went downstairs and entered the foyer, they saw more than twenty people gathered there, a few of them still eating bread, and they were all carefully looking at the Goblet of Fire.

The cup was placed in the center of the foyer, on the same stool where the Sorting Hat was customary. A thin gold line was drawn on the floor, ten feet long on each side, and the cup was enclosed in the middle.

Ron, Harry, and Hermione also walked over.

"Did anyone put a name in it?" Ron asked a third-year girl eagerly.

"Yes, Representative Durmstrang." She replied, "But I haven't seen anyone sign up at Hogwarts yet." ”

"Someone must have put their names in while we were sleeping last night." Harry said, "If it were me, I would do it...... I don't want everyone to see it. How humiliating it would be if the cup crumpled your name and threw it out! ”

Someone laughed from behind, and Wang Yong turned around to see Fred, George, and Lee Jordan hurrying down the stairs, all three of them looking extremely excited.

"It's done," Fred whispered to them in a smug tone, "just drank it." ”

"What?" Ron asked.

"Age-enricher, stupid." Fred said.

"A drop from each of them," said George, rubbing his hands together with joy, "we just need a few more months to grow." ”

"If any of us wins, the thousand Galleons will be divided equally among three people." Lee said, with a smile on his face.

"I don't think it's going to work," Hermione reminded, "I'm sure Dumbledore will have thought about that." ”

Fred, George, and Lee ignore her.

"Are you ready?" Fred trembled with excitement and said to the other two, "Come on, then—I'll go in first—"

Fred pulled out a parchment note from his pocket with the words "Fred Weasley - Hogwarts" written on it.

Fred walked straight to the edge of the age line and stood there, swaying on tiptoe like a diver preparing to jump from a fifty-foot platform.

Then, under the gaze of every pair of eyes in the foyer, he took a deep breath and stepped over the line.

For a moment, Fred seemed to have succeeded—George must have thought so, and he let out a triumphant shout and jumped forward after Fred—but then a sizzling sound was heard, and the twins were tossed out of the golden ring, as if an unseen shot put player had thrown them out.

They fell in agony to the cold, stone floor ten feet away, and they were humiliated in addition to the physical pain. With a loud popping sound, the two men had identical white beards on their chins.

The people in the foyer burst into laughter. Even Fred and George couldn't help but laugh when they got up and saw each other's white beards.

"I reminded you." A low, amused voice spoke, and everyone turned to see Professor Dumbledore coming out of the Great Hall. He looked at Fred and George, his eyes shining, "I suggest you both go to Madam Pomfrey's.

She was already nursing Miss Fawcett of Ravenclaw and Mr. Summers of Hufflepuff, and they had made up their minds to age a little. But I must say that their beards are nowhere near as beautiful as yours. ”

At this time, Susan also walked over and couldn't help but giggle when she saw this scene.

But at this time, Wang Yong tapped himself with his wand, and seemed to be a little more mature and tall than now, and he stepped forward quietly, in full view of everyone.

He easily crossed the golden thread, threw in the note with his name and the name of the school, and walked out calmly, returning to his original state, as if he had done a trivial thing.

At this time, he found that his Hogwarts classmates were all looking at him dumbfounded.

George stammered, "You...... How did you do that? ”

"Secret." Wang Yong smiled, and then went to the auditorium with Susan and Xue for breakfast.

As soon as he left, the crowd around the Goblet of Fire erupted into a heated discussion.

"How do you say Wang Yong did it?" Harry said after a long moment.

"I don't know, but there are always many ways for a wizard as powerful as him." Hermione hesitated.

For some reason, Harry's face flushed and his fists clenched. He had a little thought in his heart to take the opportunity of this triwizard tournament to win Qiu Zhang's favor, but he couldn't even vote, but Wang Yong ......