French girls seem to have a unique charm, especially when they laugh, the corners of people's mouths will rise unconsciously.

It's amazing, this thing.

Among them, there is a girl who is particularly conspicuous, with long silver hair, and she has attracted the attention of many people just as soon as she appears.

Dumbledore and Madame Maxim exchanged pleasantries for a moment, and Durmstrang's representative arrived.

A large ship rose out of the water from the black lake, very eerie, like a ghost ship in the middle of it.

Soon, as the anchor was lowered, the big ship stopped on the shore. By the light, you can see that these are a group of people who are completely different from Beauxbatons.

They all wore a kind of plush cloak, which was tall and had a wild vibe.

The one in the lead was a little shorter, and the cloak on his body was silvery-white.

Dumbledore hugged him cordially, looking very warm.

"My dear old fellow, Dumbledore! How are you? ”

"Great, thank you, Karkaroff!"

"Oh, Hogwarts, it's nice to be here." Karkaroff narrowed his eyes and clasped Dumbledore with both hands.

"Seems a little cold, Victor! Come here! Karkarov beckoned behind him, "Come over and warm up......"

A man who was also dressed in a plush cloak walked over, and in the light, everyone recognized him.

Victor Krum!

The students were boiling, especially those who had watched the Quidditch World Cup, and they were completely shocked.

"One of the best Seekers in the world! Oh my God, I should have brought my pen! ”

Krum had heard the chatter and cheers, but it seemed that he had seen it too many times, and his face was still grim with indifference.

"Alright, let's go inside."

Dumbledore beckoned Lady Maxim and Karkaroff to walk inside the castle, while the students followed. Durmstrang was surrounded by the largest number of people, and Krum was in the middle, like a king patrolling his domain.

Beauxbatons, by contrast, was much more low-key, following Madame Maxime into the Great Hall and sitting down directly at the Ravenclaw table.

It seems to have been arranged a long time ago.

Durmstrong's struggled for a moment before he sat down on the Slytherin side.

After all the students had entered the auditorium and taken their seats at the long tables in their respective colleges, the professors took their seats. Dumbledore, Lady Maxime, and Karkaroff finally ascended to the professorship, and Comrade Deng Lao signaled left and right again, and the two headmasters sat down.

"Good evening, gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and distinguished guests." Dumbledore stood on the stage, smiling and looking at the fact that he would have a comfortable and enjoyable time here. ”

"The tournament will officially start after the banquet, now, let's enjoy the food!"

Clapping his hands, a lot of food suddenly appeared on the long table as usual, but this time there were many new tricks that I had never seen before.

"French mixed fish soup? German sausage? Air-dried lamb ribs? ”

"What is this...... Foie gras! ”

Some dishes that had only been known by name before appeared in front of them, and the little wizards were very enthusiastic about it, especially at the long Slytherin table, where the little snakes and Durmstrang representatives got along very well.

The Ravenclaw table was much quieter by comparison, and even Stuart didn't say the news he heard as loudly as he had done in the past.

Especially in front of the prettiest and most attractive girl in the whole Busbatons.

"Oh my God, she's so beautiful......" Stewart sighed under his breath after sneaking another glance at the girl.

"Actually, you can be like Malfoy, and you can sit next to her and tell her about Hogwarts." Ike tasted the foie gras and said, "You see, Malfoy and Krum seem to get along. ”

"Ike......" Stewart glared at Ike viciously, gritting his teeth. Ike sneered and took a sip from his glass.

Indescribable elegance.

But he didn't stay long, he already faintly felt the knife-like eyes from the long table next to him, and he returned to his usual appearance.

It's even more "rough".

After happily eliminating a lamb rib, Ike raised his glass and smiled at Hermione, only to breathe a sigh of relief after receiving a satisfied look from the little witch.

This time, it was Stewart's turn to sneer.

Towards the end of the dinner, Dumbledore stood up again.

"I think we've all been waiting for a long time, and this moment has finally come!"

"Before the Triwizard Tournament begins, I'd like to say a few ......"

"First of all, let me introduce two guests, Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic, and Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of Physical Education at the Ministry of Magic."

"Over the past few months, Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman have been busy with the Triwizard Tournament, and they will be on a panel of judges with me, Professor Karkaroff, and Madame Maxim to judge the Warriors' efforts."

"Looks like you can't wait, Filch, please bring the box."

Under everyone's gaze, Filch walked up with a gorgeous box studded with jewels, holding his head held high, as if in great glory.

"Thanks, Filch." After Filch placed the box on the stage, Dumbledore continued, "You already know that there will be three Warriors in the tournament. ”

"Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman have carefully reviewed the specific competitions, and the three Warriors, representing the three academies, will be taking place at different times this semester to test their abilities in all aspects, guts, reasoning and, most importantly, the ability to overcome danger."

"And the selection of warriors that everyone cares about the most, there will be a fair selector to select ......"

"That is, Goblet of Fire......"

Dumbledore pulled out his wand and tapped it three times on the box, and with a "click" sound, a worn-looking wooden cup was revealed.

Blue-white flames were burning on it.

"Every student who wants to run for the Warriors must write his name and school on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet." Dumbledore said, "You have twenty-four hours, during which time the Goblet of Fire will be kept in the foyer and accessible to all students willing to run. ”

"But ......"

"As you should recall, we have a restriction: only students who are at least 17 years old are allowed to run."

"So, after the Goblet of Fire is placed in the foyer, I will draw an age line around it, and no one under the age of seventeen will be able to cross it......"

Dumbledore continued to stress the limits and flow of the campaign, but no one was listening to the young wizards below, and almost all of them were focused on the burning goblet.

The same goes for Ike.

His gaze fell straight on the ordinary body of the Goblet of Fire, and the rough-looking lines seemed to change into a different look in his eyes.

There seems to be a layer of brilliant color faintly enveloping it, slowly rising, turning into a blazing blue and white flame at the mouth of the bottle.

Such a change in magic was something Ike had never seen before.

Seem......

It's magic that is older than ancient magic.