Chapter 529 Selection Rules
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 529 Selection Rules
"... I think you probably guessed it... yes, this is the fire dragon."
"The Top Ten Tournament is divided into three events, and the first event has fire dragons... However, fire dragons are not the only dangerous test they face..."
Dumbledore's narration caused an uproar in the auditorium.
The students were talking.
Some are disturbed, some are excited with glowing eyes... some are afraid, some are disgusted by it...
"So, I would like to remind every student who wants to participate in the Warriors campaign that this Tournament is not a child's play. It is the highest honor for young wizards all over the world...Once you participate, you must persevere to the end. Not only because you represent the honor of your own country and school, but also because this is a contract that the Ten Tournament has concluded with every warrior...a magical contract that must be obeyed. Anyone who violates it will pay an unbearable price for life..." Dumbledore said.
"Okay, how are you going to be selected? Come on..." Fred Weasley urged impatiently in a low voice, "... Isn't it a fire dragon? We saw it last semester... right? George!... We two and Charlie have also learned a lot about how to deal with these stupid big guys."
He proudly showed off to Harry next to him.
Seeing Ron and Harry next to him move, Hermione said worriedly, "Merlin, didn't you hear clearly? The fire dragon is just one of the tests...I think our abilities are far from enough before we reach the age of 17 or even master a certain level of magic..."
"Didn't you learn anything from what happened to the Death Eaters last term?"
Hermione's cold water clearly displeased the others.
George muttered impatiently that Hermione should take care of herself first, improve her magic and so on.
Then they looked at Dumbledore with great eagerness, listening to what he had to say next.
"I think... everyone here should know... this is an unprecedented grand event that has never appeared in the magic world, so the selection of warriors will be extra cautious...We and our colleagues from the Ministry of Magic will completely select warriors in an open and fair way..."
"Okay...you shouldn't be able to wait any longer, right? Let's see how to choose a warrior next, shall we?"
Upon hearing the word 'warrior', all the students fell silent and began to listen intently to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore stepped off the rostrum, raised his wand and waved it to... the open space between the rostrum and the tables.
The original Hogwarts refurbishment... the round platform used to select new students (temporary storage of sorting hats and small stools) suddenly flipped over.
It's just that there won't be any Sorting Hat on it anymore. Instead, it will be a... rough-looking goblet carved out of wood, with a translucent green flame burning inside.
It stands on a stone platform.
Harry and Hermione immediately felt that the stone lectern looked familiar.
"Isn't it?" Hermione didn't finish.
Dumbledore walked up to him, tapped the goblet with his wand, and the flames inside spewed out,
A green circle of fire was drawn on the circular platform, and as the headmaster waved his wand upward, the circle of fire began to stand up gradually, hanging in the air to form a circular portal.
That's right, it is a circle portal formed by a green flame.
What appeared inside the circle of fire was not the figures of the principal, ministers, and professors on the opposite rostrum... but a strange and extremely familiar terrifying space.
Inside are circles of flaming fire paths, and an endless starry sky with brilliant colors... There are also four huge statues of different materials...
Just like a mirror, at the same position inside... there is an identical stone platform with a wooden goblet on it, but a blue-white flame is burning and dancing inside.
Dumbledore clapped his hands fearfully, attracting everyone's attention.
He stepped into the fire circle and walked into the room... A voice came from the door, "Every student who wants to run for the Warrior must write his name and the name of the school on a piece of parchment and throw it into the goblet inside."
"Of course, in order to prevent some students from cheating... Although our colleagues in the Ministry of Magic think this is extremely impossible, some headmasters of magic schools think it can be done... so we made other arrangements."
"Even if you are not selected by the Goblet of Fire, as long as you can pass the test of the old classroom hundreds of years ago, that is, the test of the Big Four...we will register you as a warrior."
"This 'place' is in addition to...the ten places for warriors in the magic school."
"It's okay even if you're dissatisfied... However, I have to remind you that anyone who wants to become a warrior through this method must be established under the witness of one of our Hogwarts school teachers, an official of the Ministry of Magic, and other wizards."
Fred's eyes glowed, and he and George discussed excitedly.
The student representatives from other magic schools were also excitedly looking at... the Goblet of Fire beside Dumbledore.
Professor Dumbledore raised his tone and continued:
"But don't get too excited... This method will extremely test your magical strength. The test of wizards hundreds of years ago will not be as gentle as it is now. And the old classroom was inexplicably destroyed due to some irresistible factors last year... It was not completely restored until recently with the tireless work of colleagues from the Ministry of Magic and goblins. Therefore, we must be present to fully guarantee your safety during the challenge. Therefore, the test will only begin if more than three wizards are present at the same time."
Harry's face was completely broken.
'Aside from the fire dragon, is this again? '
'...the old classroom! '
Immediately he thought of the basilisk, and that huge monster with six arms and three heads, and Harry was literally flying around with 'fart fire' in his mind now - kao.
The other senior Hogwarts students were not much better off,
Apparently everyone recognized where that place was.
Old classrooms, secret rooms, basilisks, and legends about giant plants... Until now, senior students scare junior students... Horror stories that failed after all attempts.
"Okay... the first method of selecting warriors will start at twelve o'clock tomorrow... and it will end after 24 hours, and the second method will end a week later." Dumbledore said, "If the students are not very qualified, they can apply to their deans and principals from tomorrow...With the assistance of the Ministry of Magic staff, we will make reasonable arrangements for the second selection..."
After Dumbledore stepped out of the old classroom, he continued to say to them, "This channel will continue until the selection and registration work is over... Who else has any questions?"
But before he finished speaking, the door of the auditorium was pulled open.
The deafening roar of the fire dragon came from outside...
Everyone turned to look.
Four people stood at the door, and the one who attracted the most attention was... Hagrid, who was about as tall as Mrs. Maxim,
Of course, for the Hogwarts students, what they noticed was that Hagrid was dressed completely differently from usual.
In addition to Hagrid, who was like a 'big' artist, Kratch and Bagman...and then MacGuffin Albert also attracted the attention of others.
Fuck!
It's late, there's no food!
The cook MacGuffin looked disappointedly at the plates on the dining table...it was empty and clean.
The disappointment in my heart is beyond words.
He didn't care about the old classroom that appeared behind Dumbledore, and the Goblet of Fire...
For him now, cooking is the top priority.
Just because of this...he didn't see a flash of light under Dumbledore's glasses.
"McGuffin...here? Come here..."
Harry and the others greeted in a low voice, and while everyone's attention was focused on Hagrid, McGuffin quickly came to sit next to Harry (the Gryffindor students pushed aside a seat.)
"What's the matter with Hagrid?" Hermione asked hastily.
Ron, Harry, the twins, Neville... A group of Gryffindor students all put their heads together, and they were also very curious.
McGuffin raised his head and gestured for Madam Maxim's position on the rostrum. Everyone in front of him immediately understood and showed a knowing smile. Only Neville Longbottom was a little puzzled.
At this time, Hagrid, Crouch, Bagman and the others had returned to the extended rostrum, and sat down beside Fudge. (Bagman and Crouch poked their heads just as they sat down, whispering something to Fudge...their expressions were very gloomy, and the news must be...not a good thing.)
And Hagrid... the expression in this guy's eyes... was foggy... he kept looking towards Madam Maxime, as if he wanted to sit next to the principals of other magic schools.
Fortunately, he still had some sense and didn't lose his mind to do such a thing.
Dumbledore forgot what to say when he was interrupted by this interruption... He first introduced Hagrid, Crouch, and Bagman to the students, then recalled it, and asked the student representatives of other magic schools again if they had any questions.
At this time, Viktor Krum stood up, and he asked Dumbledore directly, what does the Hogwarts Big Four test in the second selection mechanism mean?
"Well, it's hard to explain...let me demonstrate to you."
Dumbledore returned to the old classroom, raised his wand and shouted at the statue of the Big Four, "Don't disturb the sleeping dragon!"
Flames of two different colors (translucent green, blue-white) in the goblet in the dining room and the goblet of fire in the old classroom... merged at the circular flame space door, then suddenly rushed to the sky above the old classroom, and branched to form four lines of fire... directly shooting into the eyes of the four giant statues.
The eyeballs of the four giant statues were instantly lit up,
—they came alive.
The statue's eyeballs turned slightly, and a beam of light shot down to the ground.
Then... the phantoms of the Big Four, which were the same size as ordinary people, appeared around the Goblet of Fire in the old classroom.
"You have a duel with them, or you can say a fight... If you win..."
Dumbledore pointed to the four phantoms, "... then you will be qualified as a warrior."
Although he was still smiling, he was a little impatient.
"Okay, that's it..."
Cornelius Fudge finally stood up this time. He stood by the circle of fire and said, "Professor Dumbledore has explained enough. Here... I have to say something harsh... If you don't have that strength, then don't ask yourself to be humiliated. It is very difficult for even an adult wizard to defeat the four phantoms of the Big Four at once."
"What we want to show in this competition is the side of the world's best wizards, and we want to promote the exchange of magic around the world... rather than fulfilling the daydreams of some gamblers who are overwhelmed and want to become famous and get rich..." Fudge paused.
Dumbledore took the lead in applauding very cooperatively, and even though the principals of the various magic schools behind did not agree with this harsh statement, they also could not deny its political correctness, so they all applauded in cooperation.
Under their influence, there were sparse applause among the students.
Fudge waved for everyone to stop.
"Of course, as long as you have the strength, you can try it."
After seeing Fudge finished speaking, Dumbledore said hurriedly, "Okay, I think it's time for everyone to go to bed, I wish everyone a good night."
After Dumbledore finished speaking, Fudge held him back, his face became extremely heavy, and it seemed that they wanted to discuss something.
But Dumbledore made an apologetic gesture first, grabbed Professor McGonagall who was on the side and gave a few instructions, and then followed Fudge into the flame door, and entered the farthest dark corner of the old classroom on the other side...to have a conversation.
At this time, students from various magic schools stood together according to the division of the school, and gathered together to prepare to leave here.
The German Shepherd Strong and the Temple of the Nile have their own resting place...the black ship, and the golden palace.
Beauxbatons, Ilvermorny, New Zealand's Sri Lankan Yamishe, and Brazil's Castrobusher were divided into Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff... and lived in the vacant and expanded dormitories of each college.
As for Waggadu, Japanese wizards, Chinese wizards, and some staff from the Ministry of Magic are staying here... on that floating mountain that is hidden somewhere.
Just as McGuffin was parting from Harry and the others, they were going to go to the kitchen alone to get some food to fill their hungry stomachs.
But he was stopped by the yawning Professor McGonagall. The professor stared at McGuffin wearily but suspiciously for a long time... When the restaurant was almost gone, he ordered, "Albert, Professor Dumbledore wants you to wait for him in his office..."
Gan!
No matter how unscrupulous...you still have to eat!
"By the way, the password for Dumbledore's office is...ten 11!"
"It's not some kind of strange snack... how strange!" Professor McGonagall muttered in a very puzzled voice.
Surely the MacGuffin knew what was going on?
——My butt (‵o′) protrudes you old bee!
This old guy threatened himself with the matter of lifting the [Blood Curse]...
McGuffin looked into the old classroom, as if he saw the shadows and darkness... the cold light under the glasses of the old bee.
Finally, under the urging of Professor McGonagall, McGuffin could only lift his feet feebly... and walked towards Dumbledore's office.
(End of this chapter)
"... I think you probably guessed it... yes, this is the fire dragon."
"The Top Ten Tournament is divided into three events, and the first event has fire dragons... However, fire dragons are not the only dangerous test they face..."
Dumbledore's narration caused an uproar in the auditorium.
The students were talking.
Some are disturbed, some are excited with glowing eyes... some are afraid, some are disgusted by it...
"So, I would like to remind every student who wants to participate in the Warriors campaign that this Tournament is not a child's play. It is the highest honor for young wizards all over the world...Once you participate, you must persevere to the end. Not only because you represent the honor of your own country and school, but also because this is a contract that the Ten Tournament has concluded with every warrior...a magical contract that must be obeyed. Anyone who violates it will pay an unbearable price for life..." Dumbledore said.
"Okay, how are you going to be selected? Come on..." Fred Weasley urged impatiently in a low voice, "... Isn't it a fire dragon? We saw it last semester... right? George!... We two and Charlie have also learned a lot about how to deal with these stupid big guys."
He proudly showed off to Harry next to him.
Seeing Ron and Harry next to him move, Hermione said worriedly, "Merlin, didn't you hear clearly? The fire dragon is just one of the tests...I think our abilities are far from enough before we reach the age of 17 or even master a certain level of magic..."
"Didn't you learn anything from what happened to the Death Eaters last term?"
Hermione's cold water clearly displeased the others.
George muttered impatiently that Hermione should take care of herself first, improve her magic and so on.
Then they looked at Dumbledore with great eagerness, listening to what he had to say next.
"I think... everyone here should know... this is an unprecedented grand event that has never appeared in the magic world, so the selection of warriors will be extra cautious...We and our colleagues from the Ministry of Magic will completely select warriors in an open and fair way..."
"Okay...you shouldn't be able to wait any longer, right? Let's see how to choose a warrior next, shall we?"
Upon hearing the word 'warrior', all the students fell silent and began to listen intently to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore stepped off the rostrum, raised his wand and waved it to... the open space between the rostrum and the tables.
The original Hogwarts refurbishment... the round platform used to select new students (temporary storage of sorting hats and small stools) suddenly flipped over.
It's just that there won't be any Sorting Hat on it anymore. Instead, it will be a... rough-looking goblet carved out of wood, with a translucent green flame burning inside.
It stands on a stone platform.
Harry and Hermione immediately felt that the stone lectern looked familiar.
"Isn't it?" Hermione didn't finish.
Dumbledore walked up to him, tapped the goblet with his wand, and the flames inside spewed out,
A green circle of fire was drawn on the circular platform, and as the headmaster waved his wand upward, the circle of fire began to stand up gradually, hanging in the air to form a circular portal.
That's right, it is a circle portal formed by a green flame.
What appeared inside the circle of fire was not the figures of the principal, ministers, and professors on the opposite rostrum... but a strange and extremely familiar terrifying space.
Inside are circles of flaming fire paths, and an endless starry sky with brilliant colors... There are also four huge statues of different materials...
Just like a mirror, at the same position inside... there is an identical stone platform with a wooden goblet on it, but a blue-white flame is burning and dancing inside.
Dumbledore clapped his hands fearfully, attracting everyone's attention.
He stepped into the fire circle and walked into the room... A voice came from the door, "Every student who wants to run for the Warrior must write his name and the name of the school on a piece of parchment and throw it into the goblet inside."
"Of course, in order to prevent some students from cheating... Although our colleagues in the Ministry of Magic think this is extremely impossible, some headmasters of magic schools think it can be done... so we made other arrangements."
"Even if you are not selected by the Goblet of Fire, as long as you can pass the test of the old classroom hundreds of years ago, that is, the test of the Big Four...we will register you as a warrior."
"This 'place' is in addition to...the ten places for warriors in the magic school."
"It's okay even if you're dissatisfied... However, I have to remind you that anyone who wants to become a warrior through this method must be established under the witness of one of our Hogwarts school teachers, an official of the Ministry of Magic, and other wizards."
Fred's eyes glowed, and he and George discussed excitedly.
The student representatives from other magic schools were also excitedly looking at... the Goblet of Fire beside Dumbledore.
Professor Dumbledore raised his tone and continued:
"But don't get too excited... This method will extremely test your magical strength. The test of wizards hundreds of years ago will not be as gentle as it is now. And the old classroom was inexplicably destroyed due to some irresistible factors last year... It was not completely restored until recently with the tireless work of colleagues from the Ministry of Magic and goblins. Therefore, we must be present to fully guarantee your safety during the challenge. Therefore, the test will only begin if more than three wizards are present at the same time."
Harry's face was completely broken.
'Aside from the fire dragon, is this again? '
'...the old classroom! '
Immediately he thought of the basilisk, and that huge monster with six arms and three heads, and Harry was literally flying around with 'fart fire' in his mind now - kao.
The other senior Hogwarts students were not much better off,
Apparently everyone recognized where that place was.
Old classrooms, secret rooms, basilisks, and legends about giant plants... Until now, senior students scare junior students... Horror stories that failed after all attempts.
"Okay... the first method of selecting warriors will start at twelve o'clock tomorrow... and it will end after 24 hours, and the second method will end a week later." Dumbledore said, "If the students are not very qualified, they can apply to their deans and principals from tomorrow...With the assistance of the Ministry of Magic staff, we will make reasonable arrangements for the second selection..."
After Dumbledore stepped out of the old classroom, he continued to say to them, "This channel will continue until the selection and registration work is over... Who else has any questions?"
But before he finished speaking, the door of the auditorium was pulled open.
The deafening roar of the fire dragon came from outside...
Everyone turned to look.
Four people stood at the door, and the one who attracted the most attention was... Hagrid, who was about as tall as Mrs. Maxim,
Of course, for the Hogwarts students, what they noticed was that Hagrid was dressed completely differently from usual.
In addition to Hagrid, who was like a 'big' artist, Kratch and Bagman...and then MacGuffin Albert also attracted the attention of others.
Fuck!
It's late, there's no food!
The cook MacGuffin looked disappointedly at the plates on the dining table...it was empty and clean.
The disappointment in my heart is beyond words.
He didn't care about the old classroom that appeared behind Dumbledore, and the Goblet of Fire...
For him now, cooking is the top priority.
Just because of this...he didn't see a flash of light under Dumbledore's glasses.
"McGuffin...here? Come here..."
Harry and the others greeted in a low voice, and while everyone's attention was focused on Hagrid, McGuffin quickly came to sit next to Harry (the Gryffindor students pushed aside a seat.)
"What's the matter with Hagrid?" Hermione asked hastily.
Ron, Harry, the twins, Neville... A group of Gryffindor students all put their heads together, and they were also very curious.
McGuffin raised his head and gestured for Madam Maxim's position on the rostrum. Everyone in front of him immediately understood and showed a knowing smile. Only Neville Longbottom was a little puzzled.
At this time, Hagrid, Crouch, Bagman and the others had returned to the extended rostrum, and sat down beside Fudge. (Bagman and Crouch poked their heads just as they sat down, whispering something to Fudge...their expressions were very gloomy, and the news must be...not a good thing.)
And Hagrid... the expression in this guy's eyes... was foggy... he kept looking towards Madam Maxime, as if he wanted to sit next to the principals of other magic schools.
Fortunately, he still had some sense and didn't lose his mind to do such a thing.
Dumbledore forgot what to say when he was interrupted by this interruption... He first introduced Hagrid, Crouch, and Bagman to the students, then recalled it, and asked the student representatives of other magic schools again if they had any questions.
At this time, Viktor Krum stood up, and he asked Dumbledore directly, what does the Hogwarts Big Four test in the second selection mechanism mean?
"Well, it's hard to explain...let me demonstrate to you."
Dumbledore returned to the old classroom, raised his wand and shouted at the statue of the Big Four, "Don't disturb the sleeping dragon!"
Flames of two different colors (translucent green, blue-white) in the goblet in the dining room and the goblet of fire in the old classroom... merged at the circular flame space door, then suddenly rushed to the sky above the old classroom, and branched to form four lines of fire... directly shooting into the eyes of the four giant statues.
The eyeballs of the four giant statues were instantly lit up,
—they came alive.
The statue's eyeballs turned slightly, and a beam of light shot down to the ground.
Then... the phantoms of the Big Four, which were the same size as ordinary people, appeared around the Goblet of Fire in the old classroom.
"You have a duel with them, or you can say a fight... If you win..."
Dumbledore pointed to the four phantoms, "... then you will be qualified as a warrior."
Although he was still smiling, he was a little impatient.
"Okay, that's it..."
Cornelius Fudge finally stood up this time. He stood by the circle of fire and said, "Professor Dumbledore has explained enough. Here... I have to say something harsh... If you don't have that strength, then don't ask yourself to be humiliated. It is very difficult for even an adult wizard to defeat the four phantoms of the Big Four at once."
"What we want to show in this competition is the side of the world's best wizards, and we want to promote the exchange of magic around the world... rather than fulfilling the daydreams of some gamblers who are overwhelmed and want to become famous and get rich..." Fudge paused.
Dumbledore took the lead in applauding very cooperatively, and even though the principals of the various magic schools behind did not agree with this harsh statement, they also could not deny its political correctness, so they all applauded in cooperation.
Under their influence, there were sparse applause among the students.
Fudge waved for everyone to stop.
"Of course, as long as you have the strength, you can try it."
After seeing Fudge finished speaking, Dumbledore said hurriedly, "Okay, I think it's time for everyone to go to bed, I wish everyone a good night."
After Dumbledore finished speaking, Fudge held him back, his face became extremely heavy, and it seemed that they wanted to discuss something.
But Dumbledore made an apologetic gesture first, grabbed Professor McGonagall who was on the side and gave a few instructions, and then followed Fudge into the flame door, and entered the farthest dark corner of the old classroom on the other side...to have a conversation.
At this time, students from various magic schools stood together according to the division of the school, and gathered together to prepare to leave here.
The German Shepherd Strong and the Temple of the Nile have their own resting place...the black ship, and the golden palace.
Beauxbatons, Ilvermorny, New Zealand's Sri Lankan Yamishe, and Brazil's Castrobusher were divided into Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff... and lived in the vacant and expanded dormitories of each college.
As for Waggadu, Japanese wizards, Chinese wizards, and some staff from the Ministry of Magic are staying here... on that floating mountain that is hidden somewhere.
Just as McGuffin was parting from Harry and the others, they were going to go to the kitchen alone to get some food to fill their hungry stomachs.
But he was stopped by the yawning Professor McGonagall. The professor stared at McGuffin wearily but suspiciously for a long time... When the restaurant was almost gone, he ordered, "Albert, Professor Dumbledore wants you to wait for him in his office..."
Gan!
No matter how unscrupulous...you still have to eat!
"By the way, the password for Dumbledore's office is...ten 11!"
"It's not some kind of strange snack... how strange!" Professor McGonagall muttered in a very puzzled voice.
Surely the MacGuffin knew what was going on?
——My butt (‵o′) protrudes you old bee!
This old guy threatened himself with the matter of lifting the [Blood Curse]...
McGuffin looked into the old classroom, as if he saw the shadows and darkness... the cold light under the glasses of the old bee.
Finally, under the urging of Professor McGonagall, McGuffin could only lift his feet feebly... and walked towards Dumbledore's office.
(End of this chapter)
