The applause gradually stopped.

Dumbledore continued to say loudly, "Several of our professors will be doing some simple tests and training on the 25 of you in the period leading up to departure. ”

He looked at the professors.

"Professor McGonagall will be in charge of etiquette instruction, and Professors Moody and Flitwick will be in charge of practical training."

The three professors who were called by name all nodded.

Of course, only Professor Flitwick had a smile on his face, and Professor McGonagall and Professor Moody had stern expressions.

"Training starts tomorrow." Dumbledore added, "So ask the 25 students on the list to arrive at the largest classroom on the second floor by 9 o'clock tomorrow." ”

Then, Dumbledore announced that everyone could start eating.

At the Ravenclaw table, Roger pouted.

"Is it so troublesome?" He muttered dissatisfiedly, "A student like me who doesn't want to be a warrior has to be trained? ”

Eddie retorted more dissatisfied, "Don't complain, you guy, I don't know how many people envy you." ”

"Forget it." Roger smiled, "Maybe it's for the test that those French girls must go through." ”

The next day, after breakfast, Scott and Roger went to the largest professor on the second floor.

At this time, the three professors were already waiting in the classroom.

"Wait." Professor McGonagall nodded to them, "Wait until everyone is here." ”

They didn't have to wait long for all 25 people on the list to arrive.

Not only that, but many curious students also ran over to watch their training.

"Please leave first." Professor McGonagall said to the students gathered around the door.

Most of them, although a little reluctant, obediently turned around and prepared to leave.

But among the crowd were Fred and George, who were off the beaten path.

The two immediately protested loudly.

"We're not unrelated."

"We're part of Hogwarts too!"

"They're going to Beauxbatons on behalf of Hogwarts."

"We also want to make sure they don't disgrace us!"

The two of them said one by one, singing and harmonizing, and their faces were full of righteous and awe-inspiring expressions.

As they spoke, many of the 25 people in the classroom glared at them.

The expression on Professor McGonagall's face became "dangerous".

"Two Mr. Weasleys." She walked to the door and looked at Fred and George, "Each of the 25 students here has been recommended by five professors, and besides, the three of us professors are good enough to make a reasonable judgment. ”

Hearing Professor McGonagall's words, many people in the classroom deliberately puffed up their chests and stared at the twins with disdain.

"Oh, of course, Professor McGonagall." Fred blinked, put away his mischievous expression, and pretended to be serious. "Of course we can trust your judgment."

"But as a member of Hogwarts, we value the honor of the school above anything else. So we're going to apply to join us as well. ”

Fred nodded repeatedly.

Now, the eyes that despise them are even more.

"What do these two guys want to do?" Roger asked Scott in a low voice.

"They regretted it, especially Fred." Scott pointed to the dark-skinned girl on the other side, who was full of youthful and healthy air.

At this time, the girl was leaning against the wall with her hands on her chest, looking at the twins at the door with a smile on her face.

"Oh, Angelina." Roger understood in seconds, and then smiled and looked at the girl's tall and toned figure, "Fred has a good eye. ”

Scott lowered his voice, "As far as I know, the Triwizard Tournament spans several months and has a big Christmas ball. Fred probably didn't want to see Angelina become someone else's dance partner. ”

"Tsk." Roger gloated, "The Christmas Ball? How would you know? ”

"I naturally have my sources."

"How would they know?"

"Of course I reminded them."

"Hehe, you're such a bad guy."

"Hehe, thanks for the compliment."

At the door, Fred and George continued to pester.

"That's enough, Mr. Weasley."

Professor McGonagall stopped their babbling.

She was about to say something more, when Professor Moody suddenly spoke.

"Oh, they want to participate, so let them participate, Minerva." He looked at the students outside the door with his round magic eye and smiled horrifiedly, "It just so happens that our players also need some opponents in training. ”

"It's going to be messy, Alasto." Professor McGonagall was dissatisfied.

"The students are very enthusiastic, so let them do their part." Professor Flitwick was also helping to speak.

Of course, as a good old man, his original intention should be completely different from that of Professor Moody.

With the other two professors to help them speak, Fred and George immediately looked at Professor McGonagall.

Not only them, but the onlookers outside the classroom were excited.

Perhaps not wanting to disappoint the students, Professor McGonagall eventually relented.

"You can help." She sternly said, "But if anyone is mischievous here, or affects our teammates, I'll let him out!" ”

Her overly stern look stuck the cheers of the students in her throat.

Even Fred and George didn't show any more demons, and honestly followed Professor McGonagall into the classroom.

Fred only winked at Angelina as Professor McGonagall turned around, making a gesture of success.

"Oh, in that case, this classroom is a little underfilled." Professor Flitwick drew his wand.

Professor McGonagall then raised her wand.

The two professors cast a spell together, and the classroom began to expand and get bigger and bigger.

At this point, Roger playfully asked Scott, "What do you think Fred and George will do next?" ”

"I think they're ready to beat the students on the list in the realization training and then take the loser's place," Scott said. ”

"Will the professors agree? This would render the rules Dumbledore had previously made meaningless. ”

"Professor McGonagall certainly not, but Professor Moody might. But they still have a chance of success, don't they? ”

"Oh......" Roger frowned, "I hope they don't target me." ”

As the two spoke, Fred and George approached.

"Hey, brothers."

"We've changed our minds, don't try to leave us alone."

"Good luck to you." Roger gently bumped Fred on the shoulder, "Otherwise I'll have asked Angelina to be my dance partner at the Christmas Ball." ”

When Fred heard this, he immediately put away the smile on his face and looked straight at Roger.

Three seconds later, he immediately returned to his hippie smile.

"It's okay, just do it." He patted Roger on the shoulder, "If I don't make it to Beauxbatons after all my efforts, then it's up to you to be Angelina's dance partner." ”

"Huh?" Roger's eyes widened in surprise.

Even Scott and George looked at Fred in amazement, wondering if he had a bad brain.

Let the girl you like be Roger's dance partner?

Didn't Fred know what kind of person Roger was?

Roger asked, "You're so relieved of me?" Was it sure I wasn't going to go after that girl? ”

"Less, Roger." Fred rolled his eyes, "It's been a long time since you've launched an offensive to prove that there are no girls at Hogwarts that interest you right now." ”

Roger grinned and said, "Of course, the girl you like is really not my type. But just because I don't take the initiative doesn't mean that others won't be impressed by my charm. ”

The expression on Roger's face was very flat, and Fred's eyes rolled to the sky.

"Don't worry, Roger, Angelina isn't interested in you." "She used to say that she didn't understand what other girls liked about you, and the tone in which she talked about you was like talking about the annoying Filch." ”

At this, the smile on his face expanded.

"Oh, by the way, she has a good relationship with the Cachini who gave you a slap. It just so happens that Caccini is also on this team. ”

"Poof......

Both Scott and George couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm sorry, I may not be able to help you, and since Angelina hates me, she probably won't accept my invitation."

Roger said with a dark face.

"I think she'll accept an invitation to a ball from a boy she thinks she likes, oh, maybe a handsome boy with a French romance."

"Hey, I'll go to Beauxbatons." Fred said through gritted teeth.

"yes, good luck." Roger laughed again.

At this point, the changes in the classroom finally stopped.

The interior area has been expanded several times, and the space has become spacious again.

There was also a dueling stage in the center of the classroom.

"Quiet."

Professor McGonagall stepped onto the stage and looked down.

"The 25 students who have been selected, please stand in front of you."

Scott and the others stopped talking, walked out of the crowd, and came under the stage.

Professor McGonagall told them, "When you visit another school of witchcraft and wizardry, your words and deeds will represent Hogwarts, the oldest school of witchcraft and wizardry, and the results of our teaching. As some of the best students at Hogwarts, you should always keep that in mind......"

Professor McGonagall's admonishment speech was a little more verbose than Dumbledore's usual speech, but not too long-winded.

It was over in three minutes.

Next, Professor Moody took to the stage with a prosthetic leg.

'Everybody knows what's going on in this year's World Cup final. His expression was gloomy and his voice was angry.

Under the stage, the students' expressions also changed at this moment, and everyone lost their smiles on their faces.

Professor Moody went on to say: "For a while, England's hosting of the Quidditch World Cup ultimately failed! Hogwarts has missed out on the Triwizard Tournament again! ”

The atmosphere in the classroom became a little heavy.

"Everyone knows what the reason for this is the result, but it is undeniable that these things make us very embarrassed in front of the French, the Germans, in short, those foreigners."

"When you go out to communicate with Hogwarts and Britain on behalf of you, you may encounter a lot of ridicule and even criticism."

"But you all know what to do!"

Professor Moody muttered.

His magic eye turned rapidly, as if gauging everyone's reactions.

He stared at a Slytherin, "Mr. Warrington, tell me about it." ”

All eyes were on Cassius Warrington, the Slytherin Seeker.

The pressure of being stared at by Professor Moody was intense, and Warrington was obviously a little nervous, but he still tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"I'll be a warrior and win a championship for Hogwarts."

His answer was not strong enough, but it was somewhat confident.

Professor Moody was noncommittal, and turned to Cedric.

"What about you, Mr. Diggory." He asked, "I've heard a lot of people say that you're the best and best student at Hogwarts, and I'm looking forward to your answer." ”

"Yes, Professor Moody."

Cedric smiled slightly.

"Although we may face ridicule and distrust from others, what we can do is to use our best performance to silence those who question it. I believe that all of us can do this, because Hogwarts is the best school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world. ”

Also under the pressure of being watched by Professor Moody's magic eye, Cedric performed much better than Warrington, looking calm and personable.

The professors were apparently satisfied, too.

Professor Moody still didn't comment, but his tense expression loosened a little, and Professor McGonagall even smiled.

But Warrington, who answered first, was obviously a little unconvinced, and after seeing the professors' reactions, he glared at Cedric fiercely.

At this moment, Professor Moody's MONOCULUS began to turn again, aiming at Scott.

"I'm curious about your answer, Mr. Trollope."

Scott looked up at him and gave his answer.

"I think we're just students."

At this, he smiled.

"The Triwizard Tournament is just a competition between students from three magic schools, so why give it so much meaning."

Moody laughed too, "That's what you think?" ”

Unfortunately, when the old Auror laughed, the layers of scars on his face were huddled together, and it looked so terrible that it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or sneering.

Scott nodded calmly, "That's right, we're just students, just do what students should do." Jeer? They laughed at it, but we weren't the ones who ran the wizarding world in Britain. ”

He fully showed that he didn't care.

What does the chaos in the British wizarding world have to do with their group of ungraduated students?

They weren't the Minister of Magic.

As long as you do what students should do, isn't it enough to represent Hogwarts?

Scott knew that his speech was a bit unusual, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and there was no need to lie, so he didn't care about the eyes of the crowd focused on him.

But Warrington, who was the first to speak, seemed to be holding back.

He pointed his finger at Scott and began to ask, "Can such a guy with no sense of honor really represent Hogwarts?" I think the professors should disqualify him! ”

His remarks seemed to resonate with some students, especially those who didn't get a spot, who would probably be eager to see Scott disqualified.

Scott turned his head to look at Warrington's angry face, "I don't think it's your turn to accuse me, Warrington. I don't think there's anything wrong with my thinking. ”

He suspected that Warrington was a little unintelligent, so he couldn't wait to jump out.

Didn't you see that several professors didn't criticize him?

Although he didn't say what was in his heart, the look in his eyes at the moment said it all.

"You ......"

Warrington was so angry that his nostrils widened.

"Alright."

Professor McGonagall interrupted Warrington's remarks.

"There is really no problem with what Mr. Trollope said. You are just students, and as long as you do what students should do, it is enough to repay the school's expectations of you. ”

"How so?" Warrington's eyes widened.

Professor McGonagall added: "Of course, there is no problem with your statement, Mr. Warrington, Mr. Diggory. ”

Professor Moody made a crisp sound as he crutched the ground with the wooden cane in his hand.

"I just want to see your attitude." He said in a deep voice, "No matter what you think in your hearts, I want you to be confident and not cringe, you are Hogwarts students!" ”

He deliberately glanced at Warrington, meaning that Warrington had just shown that he was not as confident and calm as Cedric and Scott under the pressure of his magic eye.

Warrington's face was even more embarrassed.

"Oh, Scott." Roger whispered, "Let Fred simply defeat Warrington later." ”

Scott glanced back, and Fred behind him winked at him with a smile on his face.

That's when Professor Moody said, "Alright, I'm going to start testing your strength, little wizards. Who came up first? You can pick your opponents. ”

Scott looked at Warrington again.

But Warrington didn't seem to have the courage to fight him, and instead shrunk his shoulders in his gaze.

Scott looked away in disinterest.

"Let me do it, Professor Moody!"

Fred in the back raised his arms in the air.

"I want to test Warrington's strength on behalf of everyone!"

"Weasley!" Warrington let out an angry growl.

"How's it going, Warrington?"

Before the professors could speak, Fred strode onto the stage.

"If you lose to me, give me your spot!"

"I don't think we have that rule, Mr. Weasley." Professor McGonagall said immediately.

"Oh, rules are sometimes meant to be broken."

Fred stood slumped and looked like a child.

Only those who faced him could see how serious he was looking at Warrington at the moment.

"If I lose, I'll immediately apologize to you in front of everyone, admit that I shouldn't look down on you, do you want to come, Warrington?"

"You!"

Warrington glared at Fred fiercely, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

He was already in a dilemma.

If he agrees to Fred's terms, there is a risk that he will lose the spot. If he refuses, it will be considered a direct towel.

In the end, it seemed that the arrogance and desire for revenge that could not be let go prevailed.

"I'll make you apologize! Weasley! ”

Warrington stepped onto the stage of the duel.

Professor McGonagall angrily said, "You can train for dueling, but it's not up to you to decide how many places to play!" ”

Fred had already jumped onto the stage and pretended to perform a wizarding salute.

"I know, Professor." He said, "If I succeed in getting a place through this method, it will be unfair to the students who get the recommendation letter first, and others will be ready to move." ”

He gestured to the students who were already ready to move.

Obviously, if he manages to win the spot, there will be a lot of people who will learn his way.

Professor McGonagall nodded, "You know, Mr. Weasley. ”

But Fred shook the wand in his hand and changed his words, "But I still want to say that it takes strength to participate in the Triwizard Tournament. If you can't keep your spot, you're not eligible to represent us. ”

Professor McGonagall hesitated.

"No, we don't have such a plan." She said, "It's so confusing! ”

Professor Moody and Professor Flitwick looked at Fred with admiration.

"It's not impossible." Professor Moody's said, "Either way, our aim is to select the best students......

"Duels are not the only measure of a student's excellence!"

"It's a triwizard tournament!"

Professor McGonagall and Professor Moody lowered their voices to argue.

Roger whispered again: "Fred, that kid is doing this, isn't he afraid that the place belonging to Angelina will be snatched away by others?" ”

Scott raised an eyebrow, "Maybe he has faith in Angelina?" ”

He carefully recalled the several dueling club activities he had participated in in the past, as well as the actual combat exam of the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, and had to admit that Angelina's dueling level was really not low.

But it also depends on who you compare with.

Among the students who did not get a place, it was not without them that they could not defeat her.

Scott didn't know what Fred was thinking for a while, so he decided to wait and see.

Fred suddenly raised his hand again and said loudly, "Professor, of course I mean that the other party needs to agree to take the spot. If you don't agree, you can keep your spot, which is considered the privilege of students who have received a letter of recommendation. ”

He grinned and looked at Warrington across from him.

"Anyway, Warrington has agreed, hasn't he?"

This time, instead of eliciting the support of the majority, his words drew boos.

"He's shameless." Roger muttered.

Scott also said: "In order to go to Beauxbatons with Angelina, he even sold his own brother. ”

He didn't miss the look of surprise that flashed across George's face just now.

But the angriest of all at this time was Warrington on stage.

Probably because Fred was so annoying, the expression on his face at the moment had become a little hideous.

He angrily pointed his wand at Fred and said, "I did agree, but do you think you've won?" I said I would make you apologize to me in public, Weasley! ”

But Fred didn't care about his anger.

He spread his hands, still looking like a hanger.

"Can we begin, Professor? Look, we've made a deal! ”

"So be it!"

Professor Moody leaned on his crutches and made the final decision.

Professor McGonagall tried to say something, but said nothing, and turned and walked off the duel stage.

"Very well, let's get started now."

Professor Moody walked to the center of the stage and raised a hand.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"The duel begins!"