He tried hard to recall where he had seen this woman, which seemed to be an English drama "Downton Abbey". Whitewater muttered that the actress Maria Doyle Kennedy looks like this. This giant is well-proportioned and not a deformed monster.
Her face relaxed and an elegant smile appeared. She held out a sparkling hand and walked towards Dumbledore. Although Dumbledore was tall, he hardly bent down when kissing this hand. Dear Ms. Maxim, he said, "Welcome to Hogwarts."
"Dumbledore," Ms. Maxim said in a low voice, "I hope you are all right."
"Very well, thank you," said Dumbledore, followed by Busbarton students. More than a dozen of them were all about 19 years old, and they all trembled slightly. This is not surprising because their robes seemed to be made of exquisite silk and no one wore a cloak. Several students’ scarves or headscarves wrapped their heads.
After the movie, it was as if the scout cheerleading team danced all the way in, and Whitewater secretly smiled, "It’s normal. That’s a movie."
Busbartons followed Madame Maxim into the hall to keep warm. Unfortunately, Hogwarts students were still stomping outside waiting for the arrival of Demstrong students. They were waiting for the arrival of Demstrong and his party, and they were already shivering slightly with cold. Most people looked up at the silence in the sky for a while and heard the sound of Madam Maxim’s huge horse snorting and stomping.
There was a strange sound as if someone had pulled out the bathtub plug "Lake!" Li Qiaodan shouted and pointed to the lake. "Look at the lake!" Overlooking the lawn slope of the site, they can clearly see the calm and dark water surface-but the water surface suddenly became no longer calm, and there was a commotion in the middle of the lake. The water surface turned up a huge splash and the waves hit the wet shore-and then a whirlpool appeared in the middle of the lake, like a huge plug was suddenly pulled out from the bottom of the lake …
Slowly and magnificently, the big ship rose out of the water, and the moonlight shone brightly. It looked strange like a skeleton, as if it were a shipwreck that had just been salvaged. The porthole gleamed dim and foggy, and it looked like ghost eyes. At last, the big ship came out with a splash of water. After a while, the water was undulating and the water was bumping towards the shore. After a while, they heard the plop, the anchor was thrown into the shallow water, and then a wooden board was slammed on the shore. Something like a long black rod slowly rose from the center of the whirlpool …
From the boat came a lot of strong men in fur cloaks. "Oh, my God!" Bai Lang sighed, "I didn’t expect this school to be the kind of locker room. Even women are full of calcium when the school changes!"
Professor Karkaroff, the leader of the Calciopoli, took the initiative to say hello to Professor Dumbledore, and then Whitewater finally returned to the warm hall-a guy in the Calciopoli group who seemed to be Victor krum was noticed by all Hogwarts students, and many people rushed directly to ask for autographs.
"What is this man? The strongest calcium in the world? " Whitewater poked Neville and asked, of course, he got an answer. "You said he was a quidditch player of Bulgaria’s national team?" Whitewater really forgot that this guy was a player and quickly lost interest in this calcium guy after getting this answer.
The deep-rooted discrimination against Demstrong students was formed at this moment. From then on, for Whitewater, Demstrong was out of the gay place and entered the hall. Busbarton students had already sat at Ravenclaw’s long table, and Ron tried to make Hermione give way to lure Demstrong krum to sit, but they failed. They all sat at Slytherin’s side-all pure blood pie.
"Ron, do you like those gays very much?" Whitewater words suddenly became very clear and loud at this time, and he spoke very softly-perhaps because it happened that there was no sound at this time-many people looked at Whitewater and didn’t care at all. "Yes, it’s Demstrong’s gay people."
"Mr Lang! Such unkind remarks! Gryffindor deducted 20 points! " It was Professor McGonagall who got angry …
Whitewater shrugged his shoulders. "I’m sorry, professor. I was a little outspoken. I accidentally told the truth. I’m sorry, Demstrong cubs."
"Deduct another twenty points!" This sentence was said by Professor Skip …
In the blink of an eye, Gryffindor gems went, and many people glared at them, but some people secretly raised their thumbs and thought that white-water provocation was good. The students of Demstrong didn’t understand what was going on. It seems that Hogwarts students directly looked at them and didn’t like provocation.
Not everyone knows English, and they whisper to each other, and finally they can stare at Whitewater-it seems that Kakarov has a strong control over the school and no one has tried to fight Whitewater.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts and especially distinguished guests," Dumbledore said, smiling at the foreign students. "I welcome you to Hogwarts with great joy. I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here." Speaking of this, Dumbledore winked at Whitewater. "Be friendly, Mr. Whitewater."
A Busbarton girl still has a scarf tightly wrapped around her head, and she gives a cynical sneer. "Bitch, what are you laughing at?" Whitewater directly turned to look at the girl "why don’t you say it out and have any dissatisfaction with our headmaster? Or do you want to be stripped naked and thrown outside to blow? "
"Ron! Twenty minutes! " Professor McGonagall is going crazy. What does she think of the white wave today? Neville secretly tugged at the white waves. "What’s wrong with you today?" Whitewater bared his teeth and smiled. "I’m sorry, professor. I think I’m a little excited about fighting. I’m sorry."
He gave a ferocious smile, licked his lips and smiled like a man-eating tiger. Dumbledore knocked on the cup with a spoon. "No, Mr. Lang, you can come to my office later. The tournament will be official at the end of the banquet." Dumbledore said, "I now invite everyone to eat and drink as much as they like at home!"
The female student of Busbarton stared at Whitewater mercilessly, and Whitewater raised the steak to greet her, and then bit off half of the steak in one bite. Not long after, the girl came to Ron, the trio diagonally opposite Whitewater. She finally took off her scarf and had a long waterfall-like silver hair hanging down to her waist. She had big blue eyes and white teeth.
"Yo, it’s still a French beauty." Whitewater whistled frivolous and continued to chew on his big piece of meat, while Ron’s face was flushed and he couldn’t say anything. Almost all Hogwarts boys secretly watched this Busbarton girl. After Whitewater finished, he devoted himself to dealing with steak and pork chops-he had eaten meat that only a few people could eat in a short time.
"This moment has finally arrived," said Dumbledore, lifting his face and smiling at each other. "The Triwizard tournament is coming. I want to explain a few words before bringing the box in-"whispered to each other.
I want to talk about the program of our activities this school year, but first of all, please allow me to introduce two guests, because there are still people who don’t know them. This is Mr. Barty Crouch, director of the international cooperation department of the Ministry of Magic. There are scattered palms in the auditorium. This is Mr. Ludo Bargmann, director of the sports department of the Ministry of Magic. The palms are much warmer than before.
"In the past few months, Mr. Bargmann and Mr. Crouch have tirelessly arranged the hard work of the Triwizard Championship," Dumbledore continued. "They will form a jury with me and Professor Karkaroff Maxim to judge the efforts of the warriors."
"Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bargmann have carefully examined the specific events of the Warriors’ competition this year," Dumbledore said-at this moment, Erqi carefully put the box on the table in front of him. "They also made many necessary arrangements for each event. There are three events that will be held at different times throughout the school year. They will test the Warriors’ magical talents in many different ways-their courage and their reasoning ability-and, of course, their ability to overcome dangers."
Then Dumbledore took out a big wooden goblet from the box and announced that three warriors would be selected by the goblet of fire. The goblet was ablaze with blue and white flames. "Every student who wants to run for the position of warrior must write a piece of parchment and throw it into the goblet." Dumbledore said, "Those who are willing to become warriors can register 24 hours a day, that is, Halloween night. The goblet will select the names of three students who can best represent the three schools. Tonight, the goblet will be placed in the lobby and all students who are willing to run for the position can access it.
"In order to avoid the temptation of students who are not old enough," Dumbledore said, "I want to draw an age line around the goblet after it is put in the hall. Everyone under the age of seventeen can cross this age line." Then the principal said a series of words that would kill people.
"Will you attend?" Neville asked, and he heard people staring at the white waves and curled their mouths. "I’m not under 17 years old and I’m not very interested-I’m not short of money." He snapped his fingers. "So I won’t sign up and I don’t think you under-age students have the ability to break through the headmaster’s magic."
Whitewater is not in a hurry to go. "I’ll sit down for a while and digest. You go first."
The next day was Saturday. Generally speaking, the students didn’t go to have breakfast until late. However, today they got up much earlier than usual on weekends, and there was no white wave to train with him. The Neville trio was also there. They saw more than 20 people around, and several of them were still eating bread. They all carefully looked at the goblet of fire and put it in the center of the hall. sorting hat’s stool floor drew a circle of thin gold thread with a radius of ten feet to enclose the cup.
Fred, George and Li Qiaodan hurried up the stairs, and all three of them were extremely excited. They drank the aging agent. The three fools proudly declared that they could definitely do it and reached an agreement to share the prize money equally. Then they went in first, and Fred and George were ejected and covered with white beards
"I woke you up," said a low, amused voice. Everyone turned around and saw Professor Dumbledore coming out of the auditorium. He looked at Fred and George, and his eyes shone. "I suggest you both go to Madam Pomfrey, who has taken care of Miss Ravenclaw fawcett and Mr. Hufflepuff Summers. They are also determined to increase their age a little, but I must say that they are far less beautiful than you."
Whitewater laughed, too. Then he watched Mrs. Maxim and Busbarton students line up one by one, crossing the gold thread and throwing their names into the cup. "It really is a magic cup, otherwise it would have been full of words of that size." Whitewater commented, but Harry and Ron were addicted to the girl’s appearance.
On this day, people walked through the golden thread and threw their names into the goblet of fire, but Whitewater lost interest early in the morning and disappeared into the forbidden forest.
Chapter four hundred and seventy-six Goblet of Fire
Playing with Dior in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, Bai Lang sometimes turns into a tiger against Dior-unfortunately, his size is smaller than Dior’s, but his strength should still be greater than Dior’s. This time, when he entered the depths of the Forbidden Forest, Dior said that someone had taken a dragon to the Forbidden Forest. Bai Lang said, "I know this completely, but I don’t want to see it now. It’s better to keep some mystery."
When he had enough fun, the Halloween dinner was just around the corner-and interestingly, he met the Demstrom Gay Group, who should also go to eat and watch who was the chosen warrior, but now it seems necessary for them to "clash" with Whitewater for a while, and Whitewater looked at their department defiantly. Of course, the president of Demstrom, Kakarov, was also in the sight of Whitewater.
"Rude guy-Gryffindor … it’s perfectly normal!" Whitewater could hear Karkaroff muttering in his mouth. He didn’t say anything. Karkaroff certainly didn’t teach a lesson at Hogwarts. "I know a Bulgarian, Mr. vasil Troyanov Boyanov. I think he must get along well with your Demstrong classmates. Hahahahahahahaha." Whitewater gave a guffaw and ran away.
Just entering the door, he was stopped by Professor McGonagall. "Mr. Lane! The staff of the Ministry of Magic will come to Hogwarts on Wednesday to register for Anima Gus. I hope you will be there then. "White Wave immediately replied," Good professor, I will wait for them to register for me. I’m starving. Can I go in? " Professor McGonagall looked at Whitewater grumpily and waved to him to get in.
Gryffindor has a lot of naughty guys, but he is so unfriendly and used to provoking. Professor McGonagall does remember some people a long time ago … but even they didn’t deduct the points for whitewater so hard-two magic school students only arrived one day, and whitewater has been deducted for it. The most hateful thing is that this bastard has no remorse for it.
When Whitewater entered the candlelight reflecting auditorium, it was almost full of people. The goblet of fire had been moved, and now it stood in front of Dumbledore’s chair.
The Halloween dinner seems to be much longer than usual. People in the auditorium keep staring at each face with anxiety. Everyone gets restless from time to time to see if Dumbledore has finished eating and wants to know who was chosen as the warrior.
Finally, the golden plate returned to its original spotless state, and the sound in the auditorium suddenly increased a lot. Then Dumbledore got up, and the auditorium suddenly became very quiet. On both sides of Dumbledore, Karkaroff and Madame Maxim looked as nervous and full of expectations as everyone else. "Well, the goblet is about to make a decision," Dumbledore said. "I guess it will take another minute to listen to the warrior’s name, and then I hope they will go to the top of the auditorium and walk along the faculty table to enter the next room." He pointed to the door behind the faculty table. "
He took out his wand and waved it sharply for an instant. All the candles except those in the jack-o-lantern went out. As soon as the auditorium fell into a semi-dark state, the goblet of fire now shone brighter than everything in the auditorium. The blue-and-white flame of Mars was almost dazzling. Everyone watched and waited … Several people kept looking at their watches …
The flame in the goblet suddenly turned red again, and sparks splashed out. Then a flame shot into the goblet and a piece of burnt parchment flew out of it. Everyone in the auditorium held their breath. Dumbledore caught the parchment and held it far away so that he could see the face with the flame light. At this time, the blue and white "Warrior Demstrong" was restored. He said in a clear and powerful tone that "it was Victor krum"
"Great Viktor!" Karkarov roared like a bell, although the clapping in the auditorium was loud, everyone could hear his voice, "I know you are destined to be a warrior!" "
A few seconds later, the flame turned red again. The second parchment flame pushed it out of the cup. "Busbarton Warrior" Dumbledore said, "It’s Furong delacour!" The beautiful girl got up like a proud peacock and walked into the room waving her silver hair.
The goblet of fire turned red again, and the flame splashed high into the fire. Dumbledore pulled out the third parchment from the tip of the fire, "Hogwarts Warrior". He shouted, "It’s Cedric Diggory!" Hufflepuff students are going crazy. They cheered and Bai Lang applauded gently-"Although it is not a weak chicken, it is enough to deal with the other two weak chickens," he said softly.
Neville heard this. Did he scratch his face or decided to clap his hands? Sedrick soon entered the room. "Great!" When the noise finally died down, Dumbledore said happily, "Well, now that all three warriors have been selected, I know I can trust all of you, including Busbarton and Dempstrong. You will definitely support your warriors with all your strength. You will also make great contributions to this activity by cheering for the warriors-"
Whitewater also smiled, "Aha, here comes the penis!" He watched with interest as the flame in the goblet of fire turned red again, and Mars crackled out. A long flame suddenly jumped halfway up and held out a piece of parchment. Dumbledore seemed to consciously stretch out a slender hand and grabbed the parchment. He held it far away and wrote the name. There was a long silence. Dumbledore stared at the note in his hand. Everyone in the auditorium stared at Dumbledore. Then Dumbledore cleared his throat and read aloud-"Harry Potter"