Chapter 394: Dinner Party

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"Who else but the delegation," Harry gestured to Hermione and Ron, "There are four chairs there, and there will be four important people." ”

"Uh--" Ron didn't respond, his eyes still staring straight at Krum.

"Someone else from Triwizard Tournament, maybe someone from the Ministry of Magic. Hermione immediately had a reasonable guess.

"That's how it should be. Harry also reacted that this triwizard tournament was not only a comparison of the three houses, but also a contest of three countries. The Ministry of Magic will not be absent at such an important time.

All the students entered the auditorium and took their seats in their respective houses. The teachers also came in, and they walked to the podium and sat down.

At the end of the line were Professor Dumbledore, Lady Maxime, and Professor Karkaroff.

When Lady Maxime entered, the Beauxbatons students immediately stood up, and they did not re-seat until Lady Maxime sat down on Dumbledore's left-hand side.

Several Hogwarts students couldn't help but laugh secretly, it seemed that their headmaster would usually be very strict.

With the teachers already occupied, the auditorium began to fall silent.

Dumbledore had been standing in the middle of the podium, waiting for the Great Hall to be quiet, before he spoke.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and dignitaries. ”

Dumbledore greeted everyone in a relaxed and enthusiastic tone, he looked at the foreign students with a smile, and said, "I am very happy and honored to welcome you to Hogwarts. I'm sure you'll have a great time here. ”

"Then, it's your primary concern. Dumbledore exclaimed, "The Triwizard Tournament will officially begin after the banquet is over. ”

"Now, I invite you to enjoy the food to your heart's content, and you're welcome, just like your own home. Dumbledore gestured and sat back down on the podium.

The students at Hogwarts applauded enthusiastically, and the Beauxbatons and Armstrong students began to stare coldly at the food that came out of the table.

More food appeared in front of everyone's dinner plates than before, and the house-elves in the kitchen seemed to be given strict orders. A variety of dishes are presented in front of the students.

Some of the dishes that I have never seen before at all look like they are specially prepared for foreign students.

Ron scooped some from a plate of soup he didn't know and put some into the bowl.

He tasted it and said, "It's not bad, it tastes delicious." ”

"It's a French dish, a French mixed fish soup, which is supposed to be for the students of Beauxbatons. Hermione whispered.

At dinner time, the auditorium was unexpectedly very quiet, completely different from the hustle and bustle of the usual banquets.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was more solemn than usual, and even a little crowded. The number of people added to the auditorium was not much, only about twenty students.

But their school uniforms of different colors, and their unsmiling faces are in stark contrast to others, always reminding everyone of the difference today.

Durmstrang's students took off their fur cloaks, revealing their blood-red robes inside, which looked particularly abrupt. The silk robes of Beauxbatons' students are also a constant reminder of their identity.

The banquet was going on in a dull manner, and everyone put their strength on the food, eating and drinking in a serious manner.

About twenty minutes into the feast, a large figure caught the attention of the others, it was Hagrid, who slipped quietly into the auditorium through a middle door behind the faculty desk.

As he sat down at the end of the table, he waved at Harry, Hermione, and Ron with his bandaged hand.

"How's the snail, Hagrid?" asked Harry aloud to Hagrid.

"Very good, they're growing well," Hagrid said cheerfully.

"Well, I knew it would be like this. Ron said sullenly, "In the next class, we'll meet the table-sized fried snails, and I'd rather he go back to the Forbidden Forest quietly as a guard." ”

At this moment, a soft voice said, "I beg your pardon, do you still have this plate of miscellaneous fish soup?"

She was a Beauxbatons girl with long, waterfall-like silver hair that hung down to her waist. Her big blue eyes were like warm gems, and her white and neat teeth made her lips even more rosy.

Ron's face flushed, and he stared at the girl impolitely. He opened to speak, but immediately stammered, as if his throat had been stuck.

"It's okay, you can take it. Harry said flatly, handing the plate to the girl.

The girl carefully took the plate and walked to the Ravenclaw table. Ron hadn't come back to his senses, he was still staring straight at the girl, like he had seen a goddess he had never seen before.

Harry laughed, and as the girl walked away, the laughter finally woke Ron up.

Ron said in a hoarse voice, in a rough voice, "She's a girl. 'It's unusual, he's just completely drawn to the deal, like he did at the Quidditch World Cup.

"Surely not, the others weren't staring at her like idiots. Hermione squealed.

Not exactly, as the girl walked through the auditorium, many of the boys turned their heads and stared straight at her. A few of them, like Ron, became goofy and goofy.

"Maybe I need a protective charm. Ron immediately thought of a solution. Staring straight at others is not a good performance, and women will be very disgusted with such boys.

"That girl is very special. Ron didn't dare stare at the girl, but he couldn't help but peek at her with his spare eyes, "There's no such person at Hogwarts. "That girl, as if there was magic, attracted his attention.

"Maybe it's some magic, or maybe there's a special sense of presence?" Harry pondered, remembering something George had taught them.

Everyone has a different sense of existence, he recalls. Some magic can change this sense of innocence, creating an effect that is overlooked, or eye-catching.

"If you're not just looking at that girl, you should find out who's just coming in. Hermione said politely.

She pointed to the faculty desk on the rostrum, where the two empty seats were already occupied.

Ludo Bagman sat next to Professor Karkaroff, and Percy's immediate boss, Mr. Crouch, sat next to Mrs. Maxim.

"Sure enough, it's them. Harry nodded, Hermione had just guessed correctly, it was indeed a member of the Ministry of Magic.

(To be continued.) )