348. Warrior representatives

By three or four o'clock in the afternoon, a light rain began to fall in the sky. Everyone sat around the warm fire, and Hagrid prepared dragon's head mead for everyone. This was brewed by Hagrid last summer, and now in addition to a small supply to the professors at Hogwarts, only Hogsmeade's Three Broomsticks can be sold in small quantities here at Hagrid, so it is considered a very rare commodity.

In the group of people chatting, everyone made some suggestions, but Hermione didn't take it very seriously, and the promotion of . has made a lot of progress, and they can definitely speed up the pace and come up with more powerful slogans for house-elves, such as the salary and vacation for house-elves.

Naturally, Hagrid, who had lived in the wizarding world for the longest time, had a different opinion about Hermione's radical ideas.

"Hermione, it's not a good thing for them to do this, it's in the nature of house-elves to take care of humans, they like it, you know, they'll be sad if they don't work, and it's an insult to them to pay them. Hagrid said solemnly.

Hermione blushed and argued, "But Hagrid, have you forgotten Dobby? Harry wanted to free Dobby then, and Dobby couldn't be happier! And although Dobby is nominally the house-elf of the Harry family, we all know that it is actually free, and we heard that it is now asking Hogwarts to pay him!"

Hermione looked at Harry, who was clutching the back of her head in embarrassment.

Hagrid stepped back half a position to keep Hermione's saliva from squirting onto his suit, and then said angrily, "yes, yes, how to put it, like there are some freaks in every creature." I don't deny that there are a few quirky elves who want to be free, but you're never going to be able to convince most elves to be free—really, it can't be, Hermione. ”

The topic of house-elves ended without a hitch, and then in an attempt to deflect the awkward scene, Harry and Ron began to ask Hagrid about the first project of the Triwizard Tournament, and it seemed that before Field and Rolf arrived, Hagrid said that he had let them know what the first project was.

The same question, in fact, has been asked many times these days, because Field's father works for the Ministry of Magic, and is one of the people who has the right to know about these projects, but because in this matter, the people in the Ministry of Magic are required to cast a secret spell, so they can't tell what they know. There are not many such cases in Hogwarts House, and if there is no mistake, Ron must have written to his father, Mr. Weasley, many times.

Hagrid smiled as he said, "Honestly, I don't want to tell you that it will ruin your spirits, but I promise it will be exciting." Those warriors will be busy then. I really didn't expect to see the Triwizard Tournament resume in my life!"

"Oh, please, Hagrid, talk to us. Harry begged.

At this time, Hagrid turned to Field, glanced at him, and sighed: "Although I want to say, but I can't, even if Field you just helped me, I remember that Field's brother Cedric has already signed up, although he is in the sixth grade, but there is still a chance to be selected, if I tell you about the competition, when the time comes, you will definitely tell him, then the competition will become unfair." ”

The group stayed at Hagrid's hut until half past five, when it grew dark. Rolf reminds everyone that it's time to return to the castle for the Halloween feast, as the warriors of the various houses are about to be chosen.

As he was about to leave the house, Field noticed that Hagrid had taken out a strange large bottle from under the bed, which emitted a strange smell when it was opened.

"Hagrid, what's that?" Field, clutching his nose.

"Oh, it's cologne, I think I need some, what do you say?" Hagrid asked, turning his head.

"No, never. Hermione hurriedly stopped Hagrid, who was about to pour the weird-smelling cologne on his beard.

"Oh, well, I should go, you guys hurry up, the dinner is about to begin. Hagrid ignored the crowd and walked briskly out of the cabin.

They watched curiously as Hagrid went out, and then joined Madame Maxim and the Beauxbatons students who had just come out of the carriage, and walked together through the meadows toward the castle. Madame Maxime, who was walking in front, was also talking and laughing with Hagrid, and the other party seemed to appreciate Hagrid's current look.

"So, Hagrid is really in love with that Madame Maxim?" said Harry, uncertain, looking at his classmate.

"Looks right, you didn't see Hagrid's eyes just looking at Madame Maxim, I only saw it when Hagrid saw Noble was born. Hermione affirmed.

Ron suddenly thought of something and screamed, "Oh my God, if they get married, how old are their children?"

They had no time to discuss the question of Hagrid and Madame Maxime's children, and they hurried to go back, but the heavy rain had caused them a lot of trouble.

Field and Rolf immediately took out their wands and used their magic to conjure an umbrella made of magic to keep out the rain.

Just as they were about to go out, they saw Harry, Ron, and Hermione staring at them motionlessly.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Field, puzzled.

"When did you learn the contents of Standard Spells, Book Five?" Hermione asked.

Field held his forehead, feelings are such a practical spell, these guys don't know.

It's not surprising, though, that Harry doesn't have access to magic during the holidays except when he's at school (his magic books are locked up by his uncle's family). And at school, this guy gave a lot of his time to Quidditch.

Although Ron was born into a magical family, the Weasleys seem to be a representative of the 'free-range type', a guy who has little self-control ability, and spends most of his time playing with it.

And Hermione, she is indeed a rare scholar, but as she herself said, she is more of a dead student. She likes to read books, but she likes to read history or biographical books more often, but she misses a lot of practical little spells.

As a last resort, Field had to give the spell to the three of them, but fortunately, the spell was very simple, and the three of them could learn it as soon as they learned it.

The group hurried into the castle before the banquet began.

By the time they showed up in the auditorium, it was almost full. The Goblet of Fire was moved to the empty chair in front of Dumbledore's desk in the Great Hall. Lady Diggory and the people from Magic TV were there, and the cameraman Gore was meticulously fiddling with the camera, pointing it at Dumbledore.

Field and Rolf greeted the Harry trio and hurried to the Hufflepuff table to sit down.

Dumbledore saw that the time was almost up, and announced that the dinner had begun.

The Halloween menu is still so rich, but everyone seems to be a little absent-minded. Of course, this does not include Field, who still works left and right, and destroys several portions of food by himself.

At the Hufflepuff table, everyone exchanged words from time to time, and from time to time someone stood up to see if Dumbledore had finished eating. Field knew that everyone was eager to finish the food on their plates, and to find out who had been chosen as the Warrior.

He looked at Cedric, who was whispering to his friends from time to time, not far away, although it seemed casual, but he was still a little nervous.

Eventually, the food on the table was gone, Dumbledore stood up in the faculty chair, and the Great Hall fell silent.

Lady Diggory had already commanded Gore to cheer up, and Karkaroff and Lady Maxim on either side of Dumbledore looked as nervous and expectant as the students.

Ludo Bagman was not nervous, smiling and winking at the students of the various schools, while Mr. Crouch on the other side looked a little bored. Field knew that he was probably worried about his son Barty Jr., and that Field was just as troubled by trying to find out the crazy Death Eater.

At this point, Dumbledore spoke, "Alright, the time is almost up, and I think the Goblet of Fire is about to make a decision." Listen, wait a minute, when the names of the Warriors are announced, I want them to go to the top of the auditorium, walk down the faculty desks, and into the next room, where they will receive initial instruction. ”

He pointed to the door behind the faculty member's desk, then pulled out his wand and waved it heavily.

In the auditorium, all but the jack-o-lanterns were extinguished, and even the light of the artificial sun on the ceiling had dimmed, and it looked more like a moon.

The auditorium suddenly fell into a state of half-light and half-darkness. The Goblet of Fire began to glow brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue-white flames that burst into sparks were glaring.

Everyone was watching the Goblet of Fire, waiting for the final moment, and many people at the Hufflepuff long table were constantly looking at their watches.

Suddenly, the flames in the Goblet of Fire turned red and began to crackle and sparks burst out. Then, suddenly, a tongue of fire burst into the air, and a piece of charred parchment flew out of it.

The paper flew slowly towards Dumbledore, and everyone in the Great Hall held their breath.

Dumbledore took the piece of parchment, holding his glasses in one hand and looking at the paper from afar with the other. At this point, the flames in the Goblet of Fire are blue and white again.

Dumbledore raised his head and announced loudly, "Durmstrand's warrior is Victor Krum." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, applause and cheers immediately swept through the entire auditorium. There was a rightful look on everyone's face.

Field turned to look at the Slytherin table, where Victor Krum was rising from the table and walking listlessly towards Dumbledore, not sure if he was in bad spirits or uncomfortable with Gore's camera.

With his head bowed, Krum walked down the faculty desk, and entered the next room through the door, where Karkaroff shouted loudly, "Victor! I know you are destined to be a warrior!" His voice was so loud that it almost roared.

The applause and conversation gradually subsided. Now everyone's attention was once again focused on the Goblet of Fire, and after a few seconds, the flames turned red again. A second piece of parchment burst out of the cup, propelled by flames.

Dumbledore took the piece of paper and announced loudly, "Beauxbatons' warrior is Fleur Delacour!"

Field turned, and not far behind him, Fleur shook her silver hair, walked lightly between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables, passed by Field and held out his hand to him, Field smiled wryly and high-fived her.

"Oh, it looks like your friend isn't very popular at their school?" said Hannah Abbott on the other side of the street, already pointingly to Field.

Field turned to Beauxbatons to represent him, and two unchosen girls were weeping with their heads buried in their arms. Seeing Field looking over, they all showed resentful expressions towards him, which made Field smile bitterly.

When Fleur entered the next room, the Great Hall fell silent again, and Field felt that everyone on the Hufflepuff side was excited, and it was the turn of the Hogwarts Warriors...... And they all have a strong expectation in their hearts, so many people turn their eyes to Cedric in the back.

The smile on Cedric's face, who was watching, gradually became nervous, but when he saw Field looking at him, he tried to squeeze out a smile on his face, but it was indeed Field's ridicule.

He could clearly see Field's mouth: "Seid, your smile is ugly right now. ”

Just as Cedric was relenting and ready to refute, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, the sparks exploded, the tongue of fire leapt high into the air, and Dumbledore pulled a third piece of parchment from the tip of the tongue.

He glanced at the piece of paper, then turned his gaze to Hufflepuff and exclaimed, "The Warrior of Hogwarts, it's Cedric Diggory!"

"Oooh-——!oh-

Almost all of the Hufflepuffs jumped up with excitement, screaming and stomping their feet. Field was no exception, he was genuinely happy for Cedric at this time, and the selection of the Goblet of Fire was an affirmation of him, and by this time Cedric in the sixth year had proven to be the number one Hogwarts student.

Cedric walked past the crowd with a big smile on his face, and then stepped forward and hugged him tightly, and then the two turned to the faculty chair, where Mrs. Diggory was already in tears of emotion, and Professor McGonagall was shaking hands with her in celebration.

Cedric walked toward the faculty chair, hugged Mrs. Diggory, and walked to the room in the back. The Hogwarts students cheered Cedric for a long time, and he was quite popular in the school, and it took a long time for Dumbledore to quiet everyone and listen to him.

When the noise finally subsided, Dumbledore said happily, "Alright, now all three of our warriors have been chosen. I have every confidence that our Hogwarts students, including Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students, will all be fully committed to supporting your Warriors. By cheering on the Warriors, you will also contribute a lot to this event—"

Dumbledore couldn't have said so much, but Field's mind was not on him, and his eyes were still focused on the Goblet of Fire.

"Is it coming?" Muttered Field.

Suddenly, the flames in the Goblet of Fire turned red again. The sparks crackled and burst out. A long tongue of fire suddenly burst into the air, and a piece of parchment was held out of it.

Dumbledore's words stopped abruptly, and then subconsciously reached out his slender hand and grabbed the parchment. He held it up far away, glaring at the name written on it.

There was a long silence, the students in the Great Hall looked at each other, but no one said anything, Dumbledore glared at the note in his hand, and everyone in the Great Hall stared at Dumbledore.

After a long time, Dumbledore seemed to have made a difficult decision, he cleared his throat and said aloud-

"Harry Potter. ”