When the morning of the match actually came, the whole of Hogwarts seemed to be in a sea of joy.

The moment they stepped into the auditorium, thunderous applause began to ring.

The little wizards clapped desperately, cheered them on, and shouted words of encouragement.

But he didn't notice the frightening whiteness of the warriors' faces.

Not only them, but all the warriors didn't seem to sleep well, and many had a sleepy feeling even when they entered the auditorium.

But even so, the warriors were shocked by what they saw.

The young wizards cheered on the Hogwarts warriors in their own way, wearing a variety of hats featuring the animals represented by each house.

Like Gryffindor's hat, it's a majestic lion's head, and it really growls like a lion.

The Ravenclaw Eagle, the Hufflepuff Honey Badger, the Slytherin Serpent.

In addition to the hats, there are also large, animated magical photographs, which are basically enlarged versions of the posters sold by the Weasley twins.

The little wizard held up the picture and waved it vigorously, not to mention the badge in each person's hand.

"Support the Hogwarts Warriors! Cheer on the Hogwarts Warriors! ”

The screams of the badges came and went.

The warriors of the other schools could only watch all this with envy, but they were helpless, after all, Hogwarts was the home field.

If it's at your own school.

They imagined the scene of the whole school cheering for themselves, and they couldn't help but have a trace of longing.

This was a sight that had never been seen before, and even wiped the tears of several sensual professors, and Professor Flitwick said to Professor McGonagall while wiping his tears with a miniature handkerchief:

"Minerva, look, what a wonderful sight, I've never seen anything like this, no house, no grade, all the little wizards are united!"

Even Snape watched all of this blankly, with a hint of remembrance in his dark eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhang Xiao leaned against the door, with a faint smile on her face, there was emotion and relief in that smile, this is the result of her four years of hard work, and it is also a picture that she wants to see the most.

After all, I left a mark of my own at Hogwarts

"Warriors—"

Professor McGonagall stood up, her voice echoing through the auditorium, and the warriors of the various schools, who had just finished breakfast and were whispering something, looked up.

"All the warriors are invited to assemble in the foyer...... You have to be ready to complete your first project! ”

The sound stopped, the auditorium fell silent, and the warriors slowly stood up, their hearts beating wildly.

It's finally here!

Zhang Xiao patted Malfoy on the shoulder:

"Come on, Draco!"

Malfoy pursed his lips, and his fork fell into the plate with a bang.

He felt that his brain was blank, and by the time he reacted, he had already arrived in the foyer, and beside him was the equally nervous and pale-faced Harry Ron, even Cedric, who had a stiff smile at this time, and looked like he was sleepwalking.

Only Neville and Hermione were better, and of course, only better.

Zhang Xiao is in good shape, but his heart is also pounding, nervous mixed with excitement, forming a strange feeling, his ears seem to be able to hear the flow of blood and the beating of his heart.

He closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and silently recited the golden light mantra, and his heartbeat slowly calmed down.

Since Grandpa said that he must win, then.

Zhang Xiao slowly opened her eyes, the original excitement and excitement had completely disappeared, only full of fighting spirit, even if she was herself, in the face of the best students in the world, there was no certainty of victory.

But. I've got to win!

At the moment, the whole world is starting to fall into a carnival because of the first project.

Although the Ministry of Magic has long put Nick Lemay's new work on the shelves, just as many people like to watch a football game in a bar when they can't go to the scene.

The wizards poured out of their homes, went to the nearest gathering point, and found a bar, which seemed to taste better with everyone and drink by the way than at home alone.

Because there were so many people, the owner of the bar was so happy that he was scratching his head for exceeding his capacity.

"John! Where's the butterbeer I want? Why can't you pay it back? ”

"My Sydney, hurry up, hurry up, the first competition project is about to start!"

"Damn it, if you don't come back - whiskey is flying!"

"No Flying Charm!" The bartender shouted in despair, but the flying spell seemed to open a door.

The drinkers shouted as they threw Garens at the bar in their hands.

"Prickly pear wine is flying!"

"Butterbeer flying!"

"Elderflower wine is flying!"

"Brandy is flying!"

All sorts of drinks whizzed and fluttered in the air, colliding with each other with a crisp cracking sound, and then the drinks splashed everywhere.

But instead of being angry, the wizards laughed happily, and they kept refilling their cups with refill charms, talking loudly about the schools and the warriors.

The owner and the bar hid under the bar, watching Garon and Sico tinkling from the sky, and the wine from the wine cabinet that kept flying out.

Angry, he made a decision - if you don't go out, let these crazy people play by themselves, and leave them alone!

Gregory 13, the old mansion of the Black family, has a magically expanded hall that looks very spacious.

Mrs. Weasley sat in the hall with the elves, staring nervously at the grotesque machine, which was not so much like a Muggle TV as more like a projection screen.

"Is that okay?"

Mrs. Weasley looked at her husband suspiciously.

Mr. Arthur nodded, and said proudly:

"Of course, no problem, this is the instruction manual that Mr. Nick Lemay wrote for me himself!"

He looked around for a moment and asked curiously:

"What about Sirius?"

Mrs. Weasley shrugged her shoulders and pointed to the ceiling:

"Upstairs!"

Wizarding families with children gathered in the living room, staring at the 'magic projections', with all sorts of snacks in front of them, like Muggles watching movies as a family.

This scene played out in all corners of the world, and there had never been anything that could have brought such unanimous attention to wizards.

In any case, this grand game is destined to be written into the history of wizards, and it will be recorded in a strong way.

China, Longhu Mountain, Heavenly Master's Mansion

"Second Senior Brother, can you do it?"

Zhang Chengdao looked suspiciously at the second senior brother who was busy with a lot of things, and questioned.

Not only him, but also several other senior brothers, lined up in a row, folded their hands in their wide sleeves, tilted their heads, and shouted with an attitude that it was not a big deal to see the excitement:

"yes, it's a Western thing—can you?"

"Dick, hurry up, I want to watch Xiaoxiao's game."

The gentle senior brother also laughed and teased a few words, and his words revealed ridicule.

"Second Senior Brother, if you don't do it, you can't do it, and if you admit it, the senior brothers won't look down on you-"

The fourth senior brother smiled, and did not forget to turn around and say:

"Really, master?"

The Heavenly Master sat in a hardwood armchair and watched with a smile as several brothers and sisters argued.

The second senior brother who specialized in cultivating weapons had blue tendons on his forehead, and roared angrily:

"If you make any more noise, you'll do it yourself!"

The Celestial Master's eyes narrowed:

"Huh?"

"Well, I mean stupid, I'll get it right away!"

At that moment, the curtain flickered twice, and some blurry images appeared on the screen.

The brothers who were just chattering immediately became excited.

"There you have it!"

"Second Senior Brother is mighty!"

"Second Senior Brother is really powerful!"

The Heavenly Master waved his sleeves and bounced away the few apprentices standing in front of him:

"Go, go, don't get in the way of my eldest grandson!"

"It's going to be, it's going to be

"Mom! Father! It's time to get started! “

The crowd in the bar raised their glasses, the family wizard lay down on the couch, Sirius sat up straight as he was drinking, and the elves clenched their fists excitedly.

At this moment, the entire wizarding world was silent!

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the first live projection in the history of the wizarding world, and welcome to the first Global SuperFight in history!"

Ludo Bagman blinked his big blue eyes, wore a suit with a bow tie, and held out a huge belly, waving his hands excitedly at the alchemy transcription machine.

"I'm Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Magical Sports at the British Ministry of Magic, and I'm the host of this Super Goblet of Fire."

Standing on a high platform, he said to the transcriber:

"Now the warriors from the various schools are lining up and preparing to enter, and Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, will explain the rules to them.

I think you'll be interested to know what the first event was like, but – I don't want to talk about it right now. (There is an angry curse in front of the screen)

Ludo became more and more excited, and pretended to be mysterious:

"But I'm sure it's been a great event like never before, and honestly, when I look at the events – wow, how could you have such a great idea?" (The audience scolds louder and louder)

But Ludo couldn't hear the scolding at all, and he motioned for the staff in charge of operating the alchemy transcription machine to point the machine at the audience, and introduced the audience:

"Now that the students of Hogwarts, as well as the families of the warriors and the staff of the Ministry of Magic, are entering, we can see that Hogwarts is very well prepared!"

The camera focuses on the hats of the young wizards and the large photographs they are holding.

"Oh-oh-oh-the warriors are out!" Ludo, who was chattering about the cheering props of the little wizards, suddenly became excited, and he excitedly came to the other side, pointing to the warriors who were neatly lined up below, holding the flags of each school, and shouted:

"The Warriors have played!"

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

(End of chapter)