In the evening, when the crowd returned to the auditorium.

The decoration of the auditorium has changed again. Because it's Halloween, a swarm of live bats fly around the enchanted ceiling, while hundreds of tiny pumpkin figures squint at every corner.

The benches were almost full.

The Goblet of Fire had been relocated, and it was standing in front of Dumbledore's empty chair on the staff's desk.

The Halloween dinner seemed to be taking a lot longer than usual, and perhaps because it was a banquet for two days in a row, everyone was not as excited as usual.

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

Everyone fidgeted, and from time to time they stood up and looked at the small door next to the podium to see if Dumbledore had come over.

Even the Hogwarts choir led by Professor Flitwick played the Halloween-themed song, and everyone didn't have the heart to watch it.

"Don't worry about hard work~"

"The boiling foam in the kettle has become a wave~"

"Don't worry about hard work~"

"Something evil is coming from here~"

Strange tones, accompanied by bursts of frog calls.

A few candles on the rostrum lit with green light, and the atmosphere of this Halloween was directly full.

"Axolotl's Eye Frog Toe~"

"Bat Furry Dog Tooth~"

"The pit pit tongue is like a fork earthworm thorn~"

"Lizard's Foot Owl's Wing~"

"Don't worry about hard work~"

"Something evil is coming from here~"

"Click!!"

A thunderclap resounded in the sky.

Then the snow poured down like goose feathers.

Winds swept across the land, both Hogwarts and the small town of Hogsmeade at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, it was the night of the grand evening in the castle.

In the village of Hogsmeade, in the middle of nowhere, in a dry well, there was a sudden sound of cursing.

"I really don't know why the secret passage leads here!"

The voice was very sharp, accompanied by a strange tone, and said indignantly.

Just listening to the sound makes one wonder, could the thing that can make such a sound be human?

It leaped out of the dry well.

"Oh! Damn, it's snowing. It's so cold in this place! ”

White breath came from his mouth.

And beneath him, another one crawled out.

The creature had gray hair, wrinkled forehead, a large, pointed nose, and two long, pointed ears.

"Do your thing, Alan!" He said.

A mouthful of fangs was exposed.

Both creatures were very short, about the size of an adult wizard's calf.

With a single glance, wizards can identify them.

Two goblins!

"Don't mess with it, the elves haven't been here in over a hundred years, and we'll get noticed if we find out, especially Dumbledore!"

At the mention of Dumbledore's name, the old elf couldn't help frowning.

For them, the Headmaster of Hogwarts is undoubtedly a huge nuisance.

"So what?" The young elf named Allen was dismissive, and he smiled disdainfully, a talisman on his chest that shone brightly.

He straightened his clothes.

It was a piece of leather armor with armor of unknown metal on its chest.

In addition to this, he wears a metal helmet on top of his head.

Exposed pointed ears.

"It's been more than a hundred years, even if it's Dumbledore, he's only been born then. No one knows the history of that castle anymore. Alan said contemptuously. Standing on the stone beside the dry well, it looked out over the hill to the glittering Hogwarts Castle.

There was a strange red light in his eyes.

"Be careful, Alan! Be more cautious! Don't get anyone's attention until you get those things. ”

The old goblin, apparently very dissatisfied with Allen's performance.

He said in a rough voice, "Dumbledore's strength is not weaker than the previous heirs, on the contrary, he is more shrewd!" Do you think we're dealing with that Blake? ”

"Put the hood on for me!" It retorted.

Hearing the sound - the young man, though indignant in his heart, still clutched the hood behind his head.

Wrap your head hard.

Then the two of them teamed up, wrapped themselves in thick black robes and hid everything under the robes, and then quietly walked down the marble street into the village of Hogsmeade.

"Don't worry about hard work~"

"The boiling foam in the kettle has become a wave~"

"Don't worry about hard work~"

"Something evil is coming from here~"

"Quack! (The Last Toad)"

With the cries of a toad, the choir performance officially ended.

At this time, the three principals, as well as Grindelwald, who incarnated as Vice Principal Durmstrang, the Minister of Magic, and the vice president of the Federation, and a large group of high-level officials finally walked out of the small door one after another and appeared on the rostrum.

They were talking to each other, or whispering.

are waiting for the Goblet of Fire to choose the Warriors.

About another five minutes passed.

The blue glow of the Goblet of Fire suddenly became brighter.

At this point, Dumbledore stood up and waved his hand downward, "Please pay attention, the Goblet of Fire is about to make a decision!" ”

"I reckon it's going to take another minute, listen, after the names of the Warriors are announced, I want them to walk to the top of the auditorium, walk down the faculty desks, and into the next room, where they'll get their initial instruction!"

He pointed to the door behind the faculty member's desk, and everyone looked there in unison.

Dumbledore pulled out his wand and waved it heavily.

Instantly, all but the candles in the jack-o-lantern were extinguished.

The Great Hall was in a half-light and half-dark state, and the Goblet of Fire now emitted a dazzling light, brighter than anything in the entire Great Hall, and the blue-white flames that burst into the sparks were almost glaring.

Everyone watched, waited, and many kept looking at their watches.

Without warning, the flames in the Goblet of Fire suddenly turned red again, and crackling sparks burst out.

Then, a tongue of fire leapt into the air, and from it flew a piece of charred parchment.

Everyone in the auditorium held their breath and looked at the note.

Dumbledore took the piece of parchment and held it far away so he could read the words in the light of the flames.

At this point, the flame reverted to blue and white.

"Durmstrang's Warriors!" He said in a clear and powerful tone, "Victor Krum." ”

In an instant, applause and cheers swept through the auditorium.

"Not surprising at all!" Ron shouted. "Krum, well deserved."

"By the way, what about Owen and Hermione?" He turned his head to look at Harry.

"I don't know, I didn't see them all afternoon." Harry responded.

Then Victor Krum, who was on a Slattering bench, slowly got up.

He looked at Grindelwald on the rostrum with a flat face.

It feels like a thousand pounds of weight in my heart.

Then, turn to the right and walk along the staff desk, and enter the next room through the door.

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

A few seconds later, the flames turned red again.

A second piece of parchment burst out of the cup, propelled by flames.

"Warriors of Beauxbatons!" Dumbledore said, "It's Fleur Delacour!" ”

Hearing this, Fleur stood up gracefully and shook her shiny silver hair.

Under the complicated eyes of the Beauxbatons wizards, he walked towards the next room.

Hogwarts applauded her enthusiastically, especially Harry and Ron.

But Beauxbatons wasn't so lively, and no one seemed to care about her except for her sister Gabrielle's cry of joy.

As Fleur Delacour entered the next room, the auditorium fell silent again.

There was a rush of excitement that could be tasted in the silence, and it was the turn of the Hogwarts warriors......

"It must be Angelina! It has to be Angelina! Harry prayed.

As the Gryffindors' cards, the only warrior they have left today is Angelina, who is now the captain of Quidditch.

"Hey, why can't it be us." The twins said displeasedly.

"Alright." Ron pulled his face and scolded his two brothers, he had just received a letter from his mother, in which she scolded him fiercely, saying that he was whimsical, don't think about gnawing old and such things, there is no treasure in the family at all, and the only secret may be that the poor in the family can't open the pot.

"Even if you could throw your name into the Goblet of Fire, it wouldn't choose either of you because you're not good enough!"

Ever since the twins cracked the magic of the old Deng head.

Almost hundreds of people in the castle threw their names into the Goblet of Fire.

But just because you're invested doesn't mean you're chosen.

The Goblet of Fire takes into account the strongest wizards in the school.

"What do you say, Ronald." The twins' eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous gaze was instantly projected.

And Ron didn't frustrate himself at all.

A Weasley battle is about to take place.

Suddenly, the Goblet of Fire turned red again.

Sparks burst into the air, tongues of fire soared into the air, and Dumbledore pulled a third piece of parchment from the tip of the tongue.

"Warriors of Hogwarts!" He exclaimed, "Cedric Diggory! ”

"Oops!" Ron exclaimed.

The cheers on the table next to them were deafening, and every Hufflepuff student was jumping up and down, screaming and stomping.

At this moment, Cedric walked past them, smiling brightly, towards the room behind the faculty desk.

After Irving, Granger and even Harry decided not to be the Warriors, Cedric was indeed the best.

No one questioned the strength of the Hufflepuff prefects around them.

It's just that what makes everyone Gryffindor unhappy is why the warriors of Hogwarts are not their Gryffindor's.

But even if that were the case, the Gryffindors who were in the same league as Hufflepuff still gave him a round of applause, even though Ron kept calling Cedric a little white face.

Because he's so handsome. And he always gives them trouble in Quidditch matches, and although it may not be effective, he constantly adjusts his tactics and creates new ways of playing, which still gives Harry and them a headache.

Thankfully, Hogwarts won't be hosting the Quidditch Cup this year, and Cedric will be graduating next year.

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The applause given to Cedric had not yet fallen, and the crowd at Hogwarts was still cheering.

The Goblet of Fire was heard again.

The sparks crackled and exploded, and a piece of burning parchment fell into Dumbledore's hand.

"Ilvermorny." He said aloud, his gaze instantly falling on the silver-haired girl, "Koyatl Stewart! ”

In an instant, as if the fire had been extinguished, the deafening applause of the entire auditorium suddenly stopped for more than half of it, and they all put away their hands very tacitly.

The faces of the young wizards at Hogwarts changed even more, and most of them sneered at the beautiful girl who didn't talk to her.

It seems that the news of the morning has spread throughout the school.

Even Slytherin expressed her displeasure with the woman.

And their theory is quite simple.

There's only one house at Hogwarts that can stand out, and that's my Slytherin.

From which corner did you come from, and dare to steal the limelight from here?

In the auditorium, except for the little wizards of Ilvermorny who were clapping their hands vigorously, even Professor Ulari was a little uneasy.

However, the girl with the strange name Koyatl did not care about the sudden desertion around her.

She got up with a sneer, and walked past the rostrum like a god inspecting ignorant mortals.

"Alright." Seeing that the Great Hall was suddenly cold, Dumbledore withdrew his gaze, and with his pleasant voice sounding again, the atmosphere in the Great Hall finally returned.

"Now that all four of our Warriors have been chosen, I know I can count on all of you, including Beauxbatons, Durmstrang and the rest of Ilvermorny, to support your Warriors with all your might. You will also contribute a lot to this event by cheering for the Warriors."

said.

Dumbledore suddenly stopped, and everyone could see what had caught his attention.

The flames in the Goblet of Fire turned red again, and the flames surged wildly, and a long tongue of fire suddenly burst into the air, and a piece of parchment was held out on it.

Dumbledore subconsciously reached out a slender hand and grabbed the parchment.

He held it up far away, glaring at the name written on it.

There was a long silence, Dumbledore glared at the note in his hand, and everyone in the Great Hall stared at Dumbledore.

It's a surprise that all four Champions have been chosen, and why the Goblet of Fire still comes out of parchment.

In an instant, on the rostrum, Moody stood up with a swipe.

His MONOCULUS turned wildly.

And the faces of the other two principals were also unpleasantly good-looking.

As for the Federation's Babajid Akinbad, it was more of a shock.

Barty Crouch frowned.

Goblet of Fire went wrong?

You know, this thing has been kept in the Ministry of Magic before, and if something goes wrong, it's a problem with his Ministry of Magic.

After a few seconds, Dumbledore cleared his throat in the silence and said aloud, "Hermione Granger!" ”

？？？

Ha?

Hermione is a Warrior?

Everyone almost subconsciously turned their heads to look at the Gryffindor bench.

Ron and Harry sat dumbfounded.

The twins, too, looked at Dumbledore with wide eyes in disbelief.

In a trance, they heard a word wrong, Hermione turned out to be a warrior?!

It wasn't until they saw countless stares that they realized it was true.

"Haha!! We won! ”

After the initial confusion, Harry came back to his senses and opened the champagne in the first half - no- he opened the champagne without opening.

Then there was an astonishing commotion on the Gryffindor benches.

"Long live Granger!" I don't know who shouted.

"Long live Gryffinding!"

Then, like a signal, all the Gryffindors shouted, "Long live Granger!" ”

"Granger is our king!!"

"We're going to win, we're going to win!!"

No one questioned Miss Granger's prowess, and as the eldest sister to Hogwarts, Percy had said that he couldn't think of any way to defeat Granger unless five or six seventh years sneaked up on her around the corner of the hallway.

And for Gryffindor, who was full of joy, the other houses were completely out of control!

The two of them immediately stood up, and they shouted, "They're cheating!" ”

"Damn mudbloods, throwing their names into the Goblet of Fire in the same dastardly manner as that Weasley."

"We demand that she be kicked out-"

Before he could finish his sentence, a Gryffindor wizard stood up and responded, "Fuck you, what are you?" Dare to point fingers here! ”

"Come on, come on, I'll throw your name into the Goblet of Fire, do you see people ignore you?"

The twins, who were inexplicably lying on the gun, looked up at the coffin board of the old lion, Merlin, are you sarcastic about us!

Isn't it!

"Hmph - Cheating Academy, dare you do it and don't you dare to admit it? Then you tell me how old she is this year. If you're smart enough! ”

"What's the matter with you, if you have the ability to break through the magic limits left by Dumbledore! At the end of the day, it's your own garbage. It's just incompetent rage, and it's a real shame for us Hogwarts! I propose to expel Slytherin from school! ”

"What do you say!!"

"What did I say, don't you have ears?"

"Damn, damn, damn!! A group of despicable and shameless guys, and the lowly bloodline really doesn't have any good goods! ”

"Oops! Look, he's in a hurry—he's in a hurry—he's in a hurry. ”

"!"

At this point, everything is meaningless.

After enduring the grievances for more than half a year, there is no need to say any more.

Pick up the guy and him and you're done.

"Divided!!

A dazzling spell flew from the Slattering House and blew the chair under Gryffindor's ass to pieces.

Many first- and second-year wizards didn't have time to react and were thrown to the ground.

"Beat him!" The twins roared and pulled out a large pile of black iron balls from their pockets, which were small fireworks of their new creation. You can light it in the room and watch a small fireworks display.

However, at this time, it should not have been debugged yet, and the Martian is not ordinarily large, and many Slytherins have been burned.

In the next second, the Hufflepuffs, who were sandwiched between the two academies, took out their spells very tacitly and cast the armor spell while moving towards the Ravenclaws leaning against the wall.

Hey—they're used to it.

The two academies have to fight several times a year, and the little badgers have long summed up their experience.

(End of chapter)