In the almost transparent moonlight, Wang Yong saw the figure of a girl, she lifted her heavy fur cloak and hat, her black hair poured down like a waterfall, her complexion was as white as a crescent moon, and her eyes were like the night sky in winter. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What a jade man, Wang Yong admired in his heart.

"Your name?" He asked directly.

"Ana, Ana, Durmstrong, what about you?" The girl's eyes turned to Wang Yong.

In the eye waves, Wang Yong felt that his heart was beating wildly, and the whole person seemed to be unable to control himself.

Danger, he told himself that he didn't have such a reaction when he saw Mei Wa in the World Cup.

Suddenly, an ice-like silver light flashed in his mind, and he finally felt the boiling blood in his heart calm down, and his beating heart stabilized, and finally won all-round control of his thoughts on this occasion, but he didn't lose his mind at that moment just now: "Thank you, Xiao Yi." ”

Xiao Yi did not answer.

This time, he didn't dare to look at the girl more: "Wang Yong." Are you a student at Durmstrang? ”

"Hmm." She nodded, looking curiously at the bird in Wang Yong's hand.

She gently stretched out her fingers, and Suzaku didn't seem to be disgusted, and stopped on her fingers in a jump, still bouncing on her hands, not nervous at all.

"It's really strange, it doesn't exclude you, I used to have a friend who wanted to get close to her, and she almost got caught on fire."

"Maybe I have something to do with it." Her gaze was still on the fiery red bird: "This is the Vermilion Bird?" ”

"You, how do you know?" The Vermilion Bird is an animal in Chinese mythology, and Ana, as a Westerner, has only heard of this at best.

Ana pursed her lips and smiled, looked at Wang Yong, and said like a song: "Among the heavens and ten thousand worlds, the appearance of the Vermilion Bird is very rare, but there are many records. ”

Heavens and Worlds...... Wang Yong looked directly into her eyes, he felt that something seemed to be beginning to go beyond his control, there was absolutely no such girl in the original Harry Potter books, and he was looking for it only because of a feeling, and he didn't expect to really appear.

"Wonderful, really wonderful......"

They were silent for a moment, and they both looked at the Vermilion Bird.

After admiring it for a while, Ana gave up the Vermilion Bird to Wang Yong's finger.

The little bird seemed to be a little reluctant, and after a while, it jumped onto Wang Yong's shoulder.

"Aren't you going to the banquet?"

Ana looked at Wang Yong curiously, as if she was exploring something, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, I'll go too, with you, suddenly I seem to be a little interested in Hogwarts." ”

The two of them walked towards the castle together.

When they walked to the auditorium, the cloud-like candles in the sky lit up the place, and Wang Yong saw the girl clearly, she was wearing a black fur cloak, and the whole person was dazzlingly beautiful, and the beauty was suffocating.

The Durmstrang students sitting at the Slytherin table all stood up when they saw Ana walk in, and even Karkaroff came over hunched over, humble as a servant.

Ana just had a faint look in her eyes, and Karkaroff stood aside like a waiter.

Ana looked at Wang Yong with a hint of a smile: "Which table are you sitting at?" ”

"Pull ...... Ravenclaw. Wang Yong found that his face was a little red, unbelievable, but it was understandable, at this time, the entire Hogwarts teachers and students looked over, and their eyes were focused here.

A Beauxbatons girl wrapped her head tightly in a scarf snorted as if sarcastically, but apparently did not cause any reaction.

"Okay, then I'll go to that table." Ana, along with Wang Yong, walked towards the Ravenclaw table.

"Miss Durmstrang, we're going to sit at the Ravenclaw table at once." Karkaroff said flatteringly.

"No, no, the Ravenclaw table looks like Beauxbatons already has it, you just sit at the green table."

"Okay, okay." Karkarov agreed.

When Wang Yong walked to the place reserved for him by the snow, the two sat down, and Durmstrang sat down collectively, and the auditorium recovered from the silence just now, as if nothing had happened just now.

But it is clear that this turmoil has not passed.

Not only were the students of Hogwarts secretly looking this way, but even the students of Beauxbatons were looking over and over from time to time.

However, after all, Wang Yong has also been the focus of a lot of time, and quickly adapted to this situation.

At this point, Dumbledore began to speak, drawing attention to him.

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

"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!" ”

The plate in front of them was again full of food as usual. The house-elves in the kitchen seemed to pull out all the stops.

Wang Yong had never seen such a sumptuous dish since he arrived at Hogwarts, and there were all kinds of foreign dishes in front of them, as well as several foreign flavors, French mixed fish soup, black pudding, and so on.

Ana also seemed to be quite interested in these dishes, Wang Yong introduced British specialties from time to time, and she was quite happy to listen and eat at the same time.

One of the girls at the Ravenclaw table finally couldn't sit still, as if trying to compete for attention, and she took off her scarf. Long, waterfall-like silver hair reached her waist.

She has large blue eyes and a mouthful of white, neat teeth.

She was like a magnet for male animals, and many of the boys turned their heads to look at her, and several of them seemed to be speechless for a while.

Wang Yong smiled, Furong's Meiwa bloodline is really extraordinary, although she is not affected.

The second dish is sweets, among which there is a weird, white raw milk jelly, which many girls love to eat, Wang Yong ate a little, and the rest was left for the snow, and Ana also inserted a little from his plate.

When the golden plates were scrubbed again, Dumbledore stood up again. An emotion of excitement and nervousness seemed to permeate the auditorium.

Many of them leaned over and looked intently at Dumbledore.

And Ana didn't seem interested in any of this, sometimes teasing the little bird Suzaku, sometimes chatting with Wang Yong or just observing him, as if he was much more interesting than the Triwizard Tournament.

"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—"

"- I would like to explain the program of our activities for this school year. But first allow me to introduce two guests, for there is no one else who knows them, this is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic," - there was a sparse applause in the auditorium

- "This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Physical Education at the Ministry of Magic. ”

The applause given to Bagman was much louder than that given to Mr. Crouch, perhaps because he was well-known as a batsman, or perhaps simply because he looked much more gracious. He waved his hand happily in thanks.

When Barty Crouch's name was introduced, Crouch neither smiled nor waved.

Compared to his spotless suit at the Quidditch World Cup, his wearing wizarding robes made Wang Yong feel a little weird.

Compared to Dumbledore's long white hair and beard, his short toothbrush-like mustache and unmessed hair looked very awkward.

"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 Karkaroff and Madame Maxim to judge the efforts of the Warriors. ”

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

The students watched intently and discussed with great interest. Quite a few first-year students even stood on a chair trying to see better.