The auditorium was silent.

All the little wizards clenched their fists in anticipation, and they stared nervously at the Goblet of Fire placed in front of the rostrum with anticipation.

"I know everybody's waiting." Dumbledore walked behind the Goblet of Fire and looked down at the young wizards from all over the world with a smile on his face.

"Honestly, I'm looking forward to it as much as everyone else, but I still have to say that it's not that you don't become school warriors because you're not good enough.

It's just that the Goblet of Fire is more suitable for the one who was chosen as a warrior. ”

Zhang Xiao heard a little wizard whispering to the others:

"Does the Goblet of Fire still have thoughts?"

Zhang Xiao doesn't know if the Goblet of Fire has thoughts, but this cup should be judged by occult methods, such as the legendary person who chooses fate.

"Alright, the goblet is about to make a decision." Dumbledore looked at the Goblet of Fire, "I guess it'll take another minute."

Listen, after the names of the Warriors are announced, I want them to go to the top of the auditorium, walk down the faculty desks, and enter the next room—" he pointed to the door behind the faculty desks, "—where they will receive initial instructions and notes. ”

The eyes of all the little wizards were instantly focused on the small room at the edge of the auditorium, their eyes were blurred, and they seemed to have seen themselves chosen as warriors, and walked into the room amid everyone's cheers and applause.

"But before I do that, I have one thing to say, between the advice of Professor McGonagall and the various other schools.

Many young wizards submit team names that are too much," Dumbledore paused, as if thinking of a more appropriate adjective.

"Well—it was too imaginative, so after deliberation, we decided to just use the name of the school instead and not announce the name of the team."

The disappointed voices of the little wizards suddenly became louder, and Seamus's voice was extremely loud: "Oh no! Protest! ”

Obviously, because the names of the young wizards are too outrageous, the attitude of the Ministry of Magic and the schools of various countries is very resolute.

Dumbledore took out his wand and waved it so loudly that the entire Great Hall suddenly dimmed, and the hundreds of candles floating on the ceiling were all extinguished in an instant.

The candles in the chubby pumpkins were still lit, but the faint light they emitted could not illuminate the entire auditorium, so it took on a strange atmosphere of half-light and half-darkness, very mysterious.

The cries of the young wizards gradually subsided, and everyone's attention was once again focused on the Goblet of Fire.

The blue-white flames that had been burning quietly in the Goblet of Fire suddenly rose up, emitting a dazzling light, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue-white flames that burst into sparks were simply dazzling.

Everyone watched and waited...... A few people kept looking at their watches......

"Ahh

A few of the little wizards couldn't help but let out a low exclamation, because in the next moment, the blue-white flames suddenly turned a dazzling crimson.

A crackling spark burst out, and then a tongue of fire shot straight into the air.

A piece of charred parchment rolled up and spat out in flames.

Dumbledore squeezed it lightly, the half-moon lenses on his face reflecting bright flames that made it impossible to see his expression.

"Ahh His voice wasn't loud, but it was audible to all, and the little wizards wriggled their butts and held their breath.

He held up the parchment, met the firelight, and declared in a loud and clear and powerful voice:

"The first team, from Durmstrang's team, captains: Victor Krum, William Poliaco.

Thunderous applause and cheers erupted in the auditorium, and Krum stood up, looking listless, and waved his hand at the auditorium.

The other team members were not as low-key as him, they hugged excitedly, waved their fists, and roared loudly to vent their excitement.

Ron leaned in and whispered to Harry, "Look at the way they look, they thought they had won the Goblet of Fire." ”

Harry nodded wildly, the bright light of the Goblet of Fire reflected on the round lenses of his glasses, as if his eyes were glowing, and the nervousness and anticipation in his heart were about to overflow.

As the Durmstrang team walked down the aisle to the small room, Karkaroff shouted loudly, and despite the loud applause in the auditorium, everyone could hear him: "Great, Wickdore, I knew it!" ”

As for the other passers-by, isn't that just for Krum?

The applause and conversation died down, and now everyone's attention was once again focused on the goblet, and after a few seconds, the flames turned red again.

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

"Beauxbatons' Warriors—" Dumbledore said, "it's Fleur Delacul, Sehir Prieto."

Zhang Xiao watched Fleur get up lightly, shaking her long silver hair, this action made the original cheers and applause a little more movement.

Beauxbatons' team was equally excited, several girls even cried excitedly, and when they walked down the aisle, they waved their hands and burst into tears, which shocked many people, mainly because the Beauxbatons girls were very good-looking.

Fleur, in particular, almost snatched most of the boys' souls away, and it is said that Ron is already thinking about the name of their second child.

There are people who are more radical than Ron, and there are already people who have even chosen where to bury themselves when they get old after marrying Fleur.

The applause stopped again, and the Goblet of Fire seemed to have eaten its stomach, and the crimson tongue of fire soared into the sky, almost reaching the ceiling.

It spat out a series of parchments, fluttering through the air with dark red sparks.

Dumbledore opened his hand, and the parchment, which was still in the air, flew obediently as if it had been pulled by something.

"Oh-it seems that the Goblet of Fire felt a little too slow to come one by one, and it decided to come together."

Dumbledore made a joke, and instead of selling it, he read it one by one.

"Team of Kordos Dorez: Ivan Vladimir Romanov.

"Ulla!"

Zhang Xiao was excited, but it made Brother Xiao Ma startled, and he thought he was sick.

"Team of Castrobusche: João Manuel Cesar Pereira Martins (four sets)"

"Team Ilvermorny: Michael Gordon.

"Vagado's team: François Antoine Sese Sanga (four sets)"

"The representative team of the magic office: Yachikusatsuki (four dragon sets)"

Looking at the people who stood up, Zhang Xiao finally knew the name of the 'Onmyoji who grew out of the ground' and 'Akina Nakamori'.

For this wild onmyoji, Zhang Xiao also has some numb claws, and he is not a very shark-heavy person, if he slips through the net, then he didn't say it, he must find a chance to fork directly.

But listening to my father, it's really wild, this thing is rooted in culture, and if you don't destroy culture, you will never be able to clean it.

Zhang Xiao thought about it for a long time, and could only make the decision to take another look.

The auditorium fell silent again, and this time the silence was filled with excitement that could be tasted.

As the home of Hogwarts, every little wizard clenched their fists, their legs slightly forced, leaning forward, holding their breath, watching Dumbledore's every movement with full attention.

Now it's the turn of the Hogwarts Warriors......

Dumbledore looked at the parchment, his eyebrows raised high, he never pretended to be in front of the young wizards, and he was happy to joke with them.

As he did now, Dumbledore laughed:

"The Warriors of Hogwarts, unexpectedly, but honestly, I think they fully deserve to be called Hogwarts Champions."

Harry only felt himself gasping for breath with nervousness, Ron was already shaking, and Neville had closed his eyes.

The most calm was Hermione, and the little witch was also nervous, but obviously more calm than her good friends.

Zhang Xiao felt a huge pain in his arm, and almost opened the golden light spell.

When he turned his head, he found that Malfoy's face was white and terrifying, and he was squeezing his arm expressionlessly.

"Team Hogwarts: Draco Malfoy! Harry Potter! Cedric Diggory! Neville Longbottom! Ron Weasley! And the last free man: Hermione Granger! ”

A tsunami of cheers rang out in the Great Hall of Hogwarts, tables and floors shook, and no matter what the house, they were jumping up and down, screaming, and stomping.

They were cheering for the Hogwarts warriors with all their enthusiasm, and from the Philosopher's Stone in the first year, the four little ones came into everyone's sight for the first time.

In his second year, Harry took a heroic leap, Hermione gambled on all the saturation broadcasts, and Cedric stabilized the whole school.

In the third year, when the young wizards were all wiped out, Neville roared, "Voldemort is a son of a bitch!" The hearty fight that shook the whole school.

It can be said that everyone has seen their courage, wisdom, guts, and responsibility, and their growth has been witnessed by everyone at every step.

They are the heroes of Hogwarts!

Only a few people at this moment remembered why there was no Chang, the brightest student at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore held up the last piece of parchment with his hand, and the young wizards remembered that there was a mysterious school that had not yet been announced.

The school seemed to be from the East, and the rest was unknown.

"Finally. Representative of the Chinese Taoist Academy: Xiao Zhang! ”

It was as if an invisible hand had pressed the mute button, and all the cheers that were still resounding in the auditorium suddenly stopped at a certain moment.

They looked at Dumbledore in shock, and then focused all their eyes on Zhang Xiao.

Zhang doesn't play for Hogwarts?

Many people think of the clouds that rolled up in the night sky that day, the heavenly palaces, and the people who fell from the sky in the form of streamers.

It turns out that Zhang is fighting on their behalf?

There was an eerie silence in the air, and not only the little wizard, but also the principals of various magic schools were looking at this little wizard who was already a little legendary.

Zhang Xiao stood up slowly, and from the moment he left the stool, the neckline of the robe shone brightly.

Professor McGonagall's eyes lit up, it was the light of the shapeshift!

The light started from the neckline and spread quickly towards the feet, and the hair automatically floated up and circled in a bun on the top of the head.

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He walked down the hallway towards the room at the end.

Everyone turned their heads to look at him, looking at him with all kinds of meanings.

There was no applause, for the little wizards were so surprised that they never thought it would be such a possibility.

The buzz began to fill the auditorium, as if countless angry bees were chirping, and some chatter began to burrow into his ears.

"Why, why isn't Zhang representing Hogwarts?"

"Just him? What about his teammates? ”

"Did you pay attention when Professor Dumbledore made the announcement?"

"He's really the only one!"

"Is he crazy? I mean, no matter how strong he is, there are five people in the other schools! Can Zhang handle it? ”

Some students also stood up to see better.

Madame Maxim on the rostrum stared at him with burning eyes, and remembered Nick Lemay's assessment:

"Triwizard Tournament? Well, if Zhang participates, then the winner must be him, and there can be no surprises.

Five people? Zhang one? Then you have to start with the competition system, and make a team work must be better than a single project, otherwise I don't think there is much hope for five people. ”

Madame Maxim snorted coldly, one person is enough to suppress all schools?

The fireplace crackled and burned, the orange fire carried warmth, and the frescoes in the room had never been crowded like this, as if the frescoes of the entire castle had come running over and huddled together to watch the gathering of warriors.

When Zhang Xiao pushed the door in, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

Fleur Delacour turned her head, shook her long silver hair, and glanced at Zhang Xiao and behind her—there were no team members.

"What's wrong?" She asked, "The students from the last school haven't come here yet?" ”

Zhang Xiao beckoned to the friends who were amazed by his appearance, and said calmly:

"It's over, I'm the last team."

There was a moment of silence in the room, and then there was a burst of laughter, not necessarily mocking, but somewhat joking:

"Alone?"

"It doesn't look big, it's four or fifth grade at most, right?"

"I'm afraid you're here to feel the atmosphere, right? Maybe his school can't get anyone? ”

Unexpectedly, before Zhang Xiao could answer, his little friend had already stood up:

"What are you talking about? Zhang is stronger than all of you! ”

"He's competing alone because he can beat the five of you alone!"

Enough friends! Righteous enough!

Zhang Xiao motioned to his friends not to say any more, and he nodded seriously:

"My friends are right, I'm alone, it's enough."

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