The candlelit auditorium was already full.

The Goblet of Fire had been relocated and was no longer in the foyer, it had not been seen by Harry when they arrived, it was now in front of the chair in front of the professor's desk.

After everyone was seated, three more strange guys appeared at the front door of the auditorium.

They were dressed in Hogwarts uniforms, but their faces were covered by scarves.

They snuck up like thieves to the Gryffindor table and sat down, removing their scarves, but their chins were still wrapped around and their white beards were faintly visible.

The three of them are George, Fred, and Jordan.

"What's the matter, didn't you say I shouldn't call you out for the next two days?" someone deliberately quipped.

George said matter-of-factly: "Such a big scene, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it will be a great loss." And ......"

He looked at the delicacies that began to appear on the table, picked up a chicken leg, took a bite, and said, "It smells so good." ”

Tonight's Halloween dinner seems to be going on for a lot longer than usual. Although the sumptuous dishes prepared today were more elaborate, everyone still felt that there was not much appetite.

The people in the auditorium kept looking around, and every face showed an anxious and urgent expression. Everyone is restless.

It seems that the Ministry of Magic is very busy today, and Dumbledore arrived in a hurry halfway through the dinner.

Dumbledore also knew how much the students below were looking forward to it, and he ate something quickly and stood up.

With a wave of his wand, the golden plate returned to its original spotless state, and the voice in the auditorium suddenly became high.

They knew it was about to begin.

Professor Karkaroff and Lady Maxime, on either side of Dumbledore, looked equally nervous and expectant.

Ludo Bagman seemed a little disappointed, he must have been thinking that if Minister Dumbledore didn't arrive, he would be the one to preside over the ceremony tonight.

Dumbledore took his wand and waved it again.

Immediately, all the candles except the jack-o-lanterns were extinguished, and the auditorium suddenly fell into a state of half-light and half-darkness.

The Goblet of Fire emitted a dazzling glow, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue-white flames that burst into sparks were even a little glaring.

Dumbledore said: "The final minute has arrived, and with one minute left, the Warriors are about to pick out. Attention to the selected warriors, after you have been chosen, please go to the front of the auditorium, walk down the staff desks, and go into the next room, see? ”

Dumbledore pointed to a hidden door at the back of the Great Hall.

Everyone watched nervously as the Goblet of Fire changed.

Time's up!

The flames in the goblet suddenly turned crimson, and the sparks crackled and burst out. Immediately after, a tongue of fire burst into the air, and a piece of charred parchment flew out of it, and everyone in the auditorium held their breath.

Dumbledore grabbed the piece of parchment, lifted his reading glasses, and held the piece far away to see the name on it.

Hermione said, "I didn't know Dumbledore was farsighted. ”

Dumbledore's voice was clearly heard throughout the Great Hall under the effect of the "Loud Voice" charm: "Warrior of Durmstran, Victor Krum." ”

At this time, applause and cheers swept through the auditorium. Victor Krum stood up from the Slytherin table, glancing at Gryffindor's position, hoping to see Hermione cheering for him, but his plan was in vain.

He reluctantly turned to the right, walked along the faculty desk, and entered the next room through the door.

Ron was yelling, "Look, I told you a long time ago that Victor Krum is going to be chosen, and he's the best. ！”

Ron didn't notice that many people looked at him with a bad look.

They cheer for the game, not for someone.

Dean frowned and said, "Ron, do you hope that Durmstrang wins the Triwizard Cup?"

"Uh......" Ron smiled wryly.

After selecting a warrior, everyone was more anxious, and those who had signed up were even more nervous.

The applause and conversation died down, and now everyone's attention was once again focused on the Goblet of Fire.

Ravenclaw location.

Fleur Delacour was so nervous that her hands on the table turned white as she clenched them tightly.

Zhang Qiu put his hand on the smooth back of Fleur Delacour's hand and comforted him softly, "Don't be nervous. ”

Fleur relaxed inexplicably.

She let out a breath and said, "Thank you, I'm much better." ”

Zhang Qiu asked, "What if you don't have selected students, do you want to go back to school?"

Zhang Qiu wanted to let Furong think about this aspect first, and even if she wasn't selected, she wouldn't be too sad.

Fleur said, "I heard ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the flames turned red again, and a second piece of parchment, propelled by the flames, flew out of the cup.

Dumbledore looked around and exclaimed, "Warrior of Beauxbatons, Fleur Delacul!"

The auditorium began to be noisy again.

Fleur's beautiful eyes widened: "It's me, it's me." ”

Zhang Qiu smiled and said, "Congratulations, Delacour. ”

Furong gave Zhang Qiu a hard hug and said excitedly, "Thank you." ”

Zhang Qiu said: "Thank you for what I did, okay, you should pass." ”

Fleur stood, graceful, and flicked her silver hair, which had touched the hearts of many wizards, and she walked with a light stride between the tables of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor.

Zhang Qiu's smile dissipated, frowning slightly: "It seems that Hermione is right, she really has the blood of a beautiful baby, I almost wanted to kiss her just now." ”

"But it has nothing to do with me. Zhang Qiu wrinkled his cute little nose and thought.

When Fleur walked somewhere, she seemed to pause slightly, the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a smug smile, and "humming" away.

The Gryffindor area was a little boiling.

"See, my wife smiled at me just now. ”

"You're insane, that's obviously my wife. ”

Beauxbatons' students who were not selected were saddened, and two of the girls were crying with their heads buried in their arms.

When Fleur entered the next room, the auditorium fell silent again, and the excitement was at its strongest.

Only one man remains, the Warriors of Hogwarts.

"I hope it's Angelina Johnson. ”

"I hope it's Gneeus Vidal. ”

"I hope it's Harry Potter, he can even beat the Dark Lord. ”

At that moment, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, the sparks exploded, and the tongue of fire leapt high into the air, and Dumbledore pulled a third piece of burnt paper from the tip of the tongue.

Dumbledore shouted, "Hogwarts, Harry Potter!"

The cheers were loudest at this time, and despite Harry's usual coldness, they still wanted someone to represent Hogwarts.

Hagrid's cheers on the professor's desk were deafening, Dumbledore had a big smile on his face, and Snape grinded his teeth to gauge his breath.

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