The Wesley Twins' protests didn't help, Dumbledore was on their guard.

As the headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore didn't know all of his classmates, but at least he knew a thorn like the Wesley twins, but he didn't bother to care about it.

To put it in a less elegant way, as soon as the Wesley twins puffed their tails, Dumbledore knew what shape they were going to pull.

Old Deng is a battle-hardened old fox, and the tricks of these two young little foxes are all leftovers from his old play.

"Finally, I would like to remind everyone who is going to participate in the election to pay attention to the fact that this competition is not a child's play, and you must not participate in it recklessly. Once the Warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must hold the game to the end. Dumbledore said, looking at the Wesley twins again with that meaningful look, as if hinting and warning.

After a pause, he continued: "Whoever throws the name of the white self into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be observed. Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. So think twice about making sure you really want to compete and put your name in the cup – okay, I think it's time for you to sleep. Good night to all. ”

With that, Headmaster Dumbledore left the guest of honor.

"Age Boundaries!" Fred said, his eyes sparkling, "That's easy, you can definitely be deceived by the age agent, right?" As long as your name goes into that strange cup, you can steal the fun—I don't think that fool's cup can tell who is over seventeen and who is not! ”

As he spoke, he elbowed Louis, "What do you say, Luis, you must really want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, right?" Listen to me, ...... with age-enhancing agents"

"Why use an age-enhancing agent?" Louis spread his hands, picked up a piece of paper from the table, randomly formed a ball, and threw the paper into the trash at a distance of seven or eight meters.

He spread his hands and said with a smile: "Look, as long as the mind does not slip, there are always more ways than difficulties." ”

"We don't have such a good job." The twins said in unison, "So I can only choose to use the method of aging agents......

Louis didn't speak, but reached out to control the remaining piece of paper with the levitation charm, and flew into the wastebasket.

"I have more than a dozen other methods, do you want to learn them?" Lewis reached out and made a classic Arsene Wenger pose.

"It's impossible, Louis!" Hermione whispered, "Dumbledore must have thought of this, there must be something around that prevents the spell!" ”

"It's simpler." Louis looked left and right, pointed to a seventh-grader and said, "Think about it, what would happen if I asked her to help throw my name into the Goblet of Fire?" ”

The twins and trio looked at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Louis stretched out his right hand and said in a hateful voice: "The pattern is open, brothers, there are many loopholes in the rules, and the age booster is the most unreliable one - if the levitation spell can't be passed, then the age booster can't fool that line." ”

"That's right." George thought about it carefully and agreed with Louis's words: "Then we will listen to you, and try every method once!" ”

There was a fire burning in his eyes, and Harry was also looking longing on the side, drooling out, probably fantasizing about the glorious scene of winning the Triwizard Tournament trophy, right?

As he walked out, he happened to bump into Karkaroff, and Harry politely stopped and let Karkaroff go first.

"Thank you." Karkaroff thanked nonchalantly and glanced at Harry.

He froze, turned his head back to Harry, and stared at him as if he didn't believe his eyes, and Durmstrang's classmates stopped.

They saw their headmaster's sluggish expression, and they looked along to see the scar on Harry's forehead.

"That's right! That's Harry Potter! An angry voice came from behind them.

Karkaroff turned around suddenly, just in time to see the limping mad-eyed Moody striding over, and the dripping eyes did not turn at this time, but stared directly at Karkaroff.

Everyone saw that Karkarov's face showed a mixture of resentment and fear, and it has to be said that it was complicated to the extreme.

"It's you!" Karkaroff stared blankly at Moody, not seeming to believe that he had actually seen him.

"It's me." Moody's face was gloomy, "If you want to say anything to Potter, hurry up, you've blocked the exit from the auditorium, damn it......"

Moody was right, Durmstrang and his party also had nearly twenty of them, and they were blocked at the door, and the others couldn't squeeze out at all. Coupled with the fact that Moody's voice was a little too loud here, the students behind were scrambling to tiptoe to see what was going on in front of them.

It is human nature to watch the excitement, and curiosity is also one of the essences of human beings.

Karkaroff didn't say anything more, he took a deep look at Moody and walked away with the students.

Louis noticed the expression on Moody's face, his eyes pinned directly to Karkaroff, and his face also showed an expression of extreme disgust.

Barty Jr.'s desire to maintain Moody's persona was one thing, and on the other hand, as a big fan of Voldemort, he hated Karkaroff's slick duplicity the most, as well as Lucius Malfoy, who was not a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor this semester, and had no position to teach Draco a lesson, and couldn't turn him into a stoat.

Early the next morning, Louis accompanied Catherine to the auditorium. Even if it was Saturday, it didn't stop the students from wanting to see the excitement.

Catherine's presence caught the attention of the whole auditorium, and with a piece of parchment in her hand, she proudly glanced around Beauxbatons and Durmstrang as she gracefully stepped forward and threw her name into the Goblet of Fire.

The flame in the cup rolled lightly, and Catherine's letter was accepted.

Although they are in the same class as the Wesley Twins, because Catherine was born in the second half of the year, she is one year older than the two of them, so she is naturally eligible to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

That is, she was twelve years old when she entered school, and now she is seventeen years old.

When Catherine returned to Louis and sat down, the Gryffindor men appeared.

The Wesley twins grinned and hugged their friend Lee Jordan, muttering about what they had drunk. As they passed by Louis, they both smiled: "It's done!" We each drank a drop of age-booster and just drank it. ”

Louis shook his head, thinking to himself that these two fools really didn't want to eat a hundred beans: "How does it taste?" ”

The three of them glanced at each other and said in unison: "It's not salty, it's really good!" ”

Good guys, you were all taught by a master, right? Wear a master?

"I'm sure Dumbledore must have thought about this a long time ago, my God...... Have you ever wondered what the punishment will be if you don't succeed? Hermione whispered behind her, reminding the three of them.

But they were already on the top by now, and they couldn't listen to Hermione's words at all.

"Are you ready?" Fred trembled with excitement.

"Are you ready?" Lee Jordan repeated, only to be slapped in the back by Fred.

"Don't learn from me!" Fred gave him a blank look and said to the two of them, "Come on, then—I'll go in first!" ”

Fred pulled out a parchment note from his pocket with the words "Fred Wes, Hogwarts" written on it.

He walked straight to the edge of the age line and stood there, shaking on tiptoe, like a diver preparing to jump from a fifty-foot platform. Then, under the gaze of every pair of eyes in the auditorium, he took a deep breath and stepped over the line.

Almost for a moment, everyone thought that Fred had succeeded, and George must have thought the same, only to see him shout triumphantly and jump forward after Fred.

However, if nothing else, there will be an accident.

Immediately after, a strange sizzling sound was heard, and the twins were tossed out with a coo, as if an invisible hand had thrown them out.

You say that your invisible hand doesn't go to macroeconomic regulation and control, what are the two little wizards doing?

As Hermione expected, as the two of them fell to the ground, there was a loud snapping sound on their jaws, and then, the same long white beards appeared on their chins.

Louis looked at the funny twins and remembered a very knife sentence.

This is the only time the twins have seen each other grow old.

The people in the auditorium burst into laughter, even Fred and George, who pointed to each other's white beards and couldn't help but laugh.

"I reminded you." A deep voice said, listening to the tone of which was a little amused. Everyone turned their heads and saw Professor Dumbledore walking this way. He looked at Fred and George, his eyes twinkling, "I suggest you both go to Madam Pomfrey in the Medical Wing, she's already nursing Miss Fursettt in Ravenclaw and Mr. Summers in Hufflepuff—they both have the same idea as you, but I need to make it clear that your white beards are far better looking than the two of them." ”

Fred and George left for the hospital, and Lee Jordan went with him, smiling live like a crayon Shin-chan. The people in the auditorium did the same, laughing while chatting about the twins who had just been funny.

Louis took a knife and cut a piece of roasted tomato from Catherine's plate, forked it up to her mouth with a fork and said to her with a smile: "I told them both a long time ago, but unfortunately they don't believe me, see...... Suffered, right? ”

Catherine hummed and reached over her neck to bite the tomato.

"Is it delicious?" Louis asked in a low voice.

"It's fine." Catherine smiled.

"Shouldn't it be particularly delicious? It smells of my love......" Louis smiled.

Catherine rolled her eyes at the spinach-heavy content of autumn, and her eyes were full of charm.

Rao is an old husband and wife, and Louis is still shocked by this autumn wave.

There was another cheer from the foyer, and Louis looked up to see that it was Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor, the good chaser of Gryffindor's Quidditch team, and she grinned very cheerfully, strode to the edge of Gryffindor's seat, sat down, and said, "Oh, I did it - I got my name in it!" ”

"Are you seventeen?" Hermione asked, surprised.

"Needless to say, you didn't even see her grow a beard." Ron said immediately.

Angelina smiled and said leisurely, "I had my birthday last week. ”

"Hey, I'm so glad Gryffindor finally has someone attending!" Hermione said happily, "I really hope you'll be chosen, Angelina!" ”

Angelina smiled at Hermione and said, "Thank you for supporting me, Hermione. ”

"yes, I'd rather be you than that creamy little boy Diggory." Seamus Finigan said loudly, causing several Hufflepuff students to stare at each other.

Louis pursed his lips, resisting the urge to laugh. He asked Catherine, "How sure are you that you're going to be chosen?" It seems that there are a lot of competitors at Hogwarts. ”

"It has to be me." Catherine said without hesitation, narrowing her slender eyes and glancing at Angelina, as well as Cedric Diggory, who was chatting and laughing with her classmates not far away.

Cedric is a winner in life, not to mention that he is handsome, he studies well, and he has the admiration of beauties on the side - Zhang Qiu's eyes around him are almost glued to him, as if they are firmly attached to Zhang Qiu's eyes like a magnet.

"Jianghu is young and thin, and there are beauties by his side, tsk, it's no wonder that Harry envies him." Louis's voice was small, but the tsk was loud.

Catherine looked up at him, snorted and asked, "Hmph, you're envious too?" ”

"I envy what he's doing." Louis shook his head, "Aren't you much better looking than that Zhang Qiu?" I just like a cold beauty like you. ”

"Talk more." Catherine put down her knife and fork, leaned on the table with her hands, and looked at Louis with a smile on her face.

Louis coughed, got up and put it in Catherine's ear, and whispered, "I just like the contrast of your cold kaolin flower when she pleads......"

Catherine was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Louis to be so ...... So excessive. Her slender fingers trembled as she pointed at Louis, her face flushed, and she couldn't find the right words for the situation.

"Bastard fawn!" She gave Louis a vicious look.