Ron was greatly encouraged by Fred and George's answers, and he looked at them eagerly,

"Then can you help us ask about the situation by the way, did he make a mistake that night and paid us for the props made by the leprechaun as gold?"

"Do your own thing, little fool-"

George graciously declined Ron's request in favor of the varied, hearty dishes on the table.

Ron's eyes immediately widened in anger, ready to condemn Fred and George, but suddenly, an unfamiliar, hoarse voice suddenly appeared, intending Ron's words.

"I beg your pardon, do you still eat this plate of miscellaneous fish soup?"

Harry was startled by the sudden voice, and he looked back in amazement to find that it was Beauxbatons's pretty girl running silently.

Seriously, it's really not objective to describe this girl in the word pretty pretty, and looking at the reactions of the boys who are close to Seamus, Neville, Dean and Ron, this girl simply fascinates them.

Fleur leaned slightly, her long silver hair cascading down her sexy collarbone half of her shoulder, her fair skin was as soft as the moonlight and exuded a real luster, and her delicate facial features were even more beautiful and breathtaking. She looked like the young wizards of Hogwarts in the sixth and seventh years were more mature, both in appearance and figure, in short, the whole person seemed to be blooming with delicate flowers.

Hermione and Ginny looked at the girls as if they were threatened, and Harry scratched his nose, feeling the scent from Fleur's body a little pungent,

"Okay, you can take it."

Harry said, pushing the plate to the girl.

"Are you done eating?"

"I'm done," Ron immediately stood up, holding up the plate and handing it to the girl, "it's done, it's delicious." ”

The girl was cautiously holding the plate, not noticing Ron, but after taking two steps, she suddenly stopped and looked at Harry thoughtfully,

"Which house are you from, I've heard that there are four houses at Hogwarts."

"Gryffindor."

Harry pointed to the banner at the back of the Great Hall, and the majestic lion replied.

"Oh"

Fleur shrugged in disappointment and continued to speak in a hoarse voice to match her somewhat odd tone,

"I heard I heard that Amosta Blaine is from Slytherin?"

"What's wrong?"

Hermione's brow furrowed.

"Is Slytherin the best house at Hogwarts?"

Fleur asked in an interested, curious tone.

It was a ridiculous question, and Harry could confirm that if the girl wasn't a guest of Beauxbatons and was pretty herself, it wouldn't have been easy for her to leave the Gryffindor table 'unscathed'.

"The best house at Hogwarts is Gryffindor!"

Hermione said unceremoniously, and normally, Hermione would not say such explicit words.

Hearing this, Fleur looked at Hermione in some surprise, she hadn't noticed this little girl with messy hair and a bit of a silly front teeth, and she saw in Hermione's eyes the hostility that she was used to. Fleur smiled disappreciatively, she still asked curiously,

"So what Amosta Bryan is teaching you at Hogwarts, hmm. Where's his office? ”

"Professor Bryan used to teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts, and now, he's teaching a subject, uh. Physical education, his office is on the third floor, you go up the stairs in the foyer to the third floor and turn left, go down the hallway, turn two corners and walk a few steps forward, and you can see that there is an office door with a sign that says 'Student Safety Office'. ”

Harry replied truthfully.

"Physical Education Class"

Fleur muttered with interest, and she turned away, walking towards the Ravenclaw table.

"Whew"

Ron gasped,

"If she weren't a baby, I'd eat Hagrid's fried tail snails raw!"

"Shut up, Weasley!"

Ginny and Hermione shouted with their faces sinking at the same time, and Hermione turned her gaze back to Harry and asked sharply,

"Why are you telling her this, Harry!"

Harry's expression was dazed and innocent,

"She's a guest. Isn't it, besides, it's not a secret that she's asking, everyone can answer."

Harry said incredulously, for he noticed that it wasn't just Hermione and Ginny who were sinking down on him, but also Lavender and Parvati who were a little further away, as well as his teammates on the Gryffindor team, Angelina, Arya, Katie, and some of the seventh year girls, all of whom had noticed the movement and looked at him with their heads tilted and unkind.

"Did I say something wrong?"

Harry was a little panicked.

"You betrayed Professor Bryan!" Parvati huffed, "That girl has bad intentions toward Professor Brian!" ”

Parvati's statement made Harry's scalp tingle, but, after thinking about it, he was suspicious again - this girl was just a student, if she wanted to harm Professor Blaine. I'm afraid this is not an easy thing to do, right?

When the golden plates were emptied and Dumbledore and Professor Blaine stood up at the same time, Professor Blaine left his seat and walked to a corner of the Great Hall under the gaze of the people, only to realize that Filch had been lurking there all along, holding a large wooden box inlaid with jewels in his arms.

Dumbledore was explaining to the group what they had been desperate to know for the past two months, about the selection process for the Triwizard Tournament, and a general explanation of the competition, which belonged to him, and Professor Bryan showed the cup that Professor Dumbledore had mentioned to select the champions.

It is a large, crudely carved wooden goblet. The cup itself is nothing but unremarkable, but the inside is full of dancing blue-white flames.

Everyone looked at the Goblet of Fire obsessively.

For the next twenty-four hours, at the end of the Halloween dinner, the goblet will choose the names of the three students it thinks will represent the corresponding school. Tonight, the Goblet of Fire will be placed in the foyer, and all students who are willing to participate in the election can drop their names in, and of course, here, I have two things to explain--"

Amosta's deep and calm voice reverberated through the crowded auditorium,

"The difference between this Triwizard Cup and the past is that the heroic appearance of the warriors will be more widely disseminated. We've put some technology through which we can make the game appear in another place in real time, that is, you will be able to see the game in real time in Hogwarts, and in Diagon Alley, in the magical civilizations of France, Germany, Switzerland, Italy, and many other countries, I am sure you know what this means, and once you are chosen as a Warrior, then you will immediately make a name for yourself-"

Crash!

The whole Great Hall was agitated, not only the Hogwarts students, but Beauxbatons and Durmstrang all the aspiring students except Krum, everyone had incredible looks on their faces.

"Is this true, Dumbledore?"

Madame Maxim also looked at Dumbledore in surprise, "Why didn't I get the first notice?" ”

"Oh, I think---" Karkaroff smiled sleekly, his dark eyes wary, "probably because Hogwarts, as the organizers, didn't think we needed to know about this trivial matter."

"Amosta thinks it's important to see that we've made significant progress in communication and cooperation," Dumbledore smiled, "but it's been a tough one, and it's not clear if it can be done, and now he's probably sure of it." ”

"Quiet!"

Amosta's loud voice rang out,

"Based on what I said, the Warriors will be given more credit in return, I mean, in addition to the honors. Not only the champion who won the championship in the end, as long as he was selected as a champion by the Goblet of Fire, then, after the game, he could get a large extra Galleon. ”

"How many, Professor Blaine?"

George asked aloud.

"I'm not sure now—" Amosta smiled, "maybe a few thousand?" ”

Bang!

At least a few dozen students jumped onto the bench and cheered loudly.

"Finally, what I'm going to tell you is!"

Amosta's voice overpowered the noise in the auditorium, and his calm floor gradually quieted the young wizards,

"Don't get carried away by honor and possessions, make your choice carefully, once you are chosen as a champion by the Goblet of Fire, then you will enter into a powerful contract with the Goblet of Fire, you will be supervised, and you will have no choice but to carry the game to the end!"

(End of chapter)