Chapter 537 Warriors (2)
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 537 Warriors ([-])
--boom!
As soon as Dumbledore yelled this name, it immediately caused an uproar like a volcanic eruption...at least among the student representatives of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Some Ilvermorny students opened their mouths and yelled, holding their heads and pulling their hair, their faces looked like the end of the world.
The rest were fanatical, as if they had planted some crappy [Imperius Curse], they shook their arms and shouted the warrior's name excitedly;
"Donald Eastfork! Donald Eastfork!"
No different from a Muggle cultist.
"This is impossible!"
A blond witch with a round face suddenly stood up and shouted loudly. She looked at the name on the flame door angrily, with a look of gnashing her teeth.
"Cheating, this is cheating! Who helped you...it must be Hogwarts, someone from Slytherin! Who is it? This needs to be investigated, definitely investigated!"
She questioned loudly, and then suddenly stared at a wizard who looked up to the sky and laughed, with an extremely complacent expression on the other side of the long table.
This wizard is Donald Eastfork!
He has black-brown hair that is shiny, and the whole hairstyle is like a very fine iron wire that has been shaped.
Seeing that the students on the long table at Ilvermorny were about to divide into two factions to fight.
But on the rostrum... the leading representative of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry just smiled, as if they couldn't see the impending riot.
Dumbledore had to cast magic, and raised his voice to suppress the commotion.
"This is the Goblet of Fire's decision... It will never change. If this lady has any doubts or is dissatisfied, you can appeal to Mr. Barty Crouch or your vice-principal Agilbert Vonnart after the dinner. Of course, you can also participate in the second batch of warrior selection... See if you can win additional warrior qualifications by defeating the guards of the Goblet of Fire, that is, our Big Four phantoms."
"sit down!"
Dumbledore's voice was like a thunderclap... It roared loudly, reverberating above everyone's heads.
The students of Ilvermorny School couldn't help but trembled, regained their composure, and sat down obediently.
'Sure enough, this old guy is not a good stubble.If someone really threatens the reputation of Hogwarts...Dumbledore's title of the strongest wizard in decades, is not given away by others...'
McGuffin was thinking in his heart, while looking at the rostrum... The faces of the principals and the staff of the Ministry of Magic instantly became very ugly, and their eyes avoided Dumbledore very fearfully.
Even Harry, Dumbledore's treasure boy, looked a little suspicious, watching Dumbledore show off his 'divine power', suppressing the students of Ilvermorny School... deliberately making troubles from disgusting people.
perhaps……
Well, maybe only a certain guy doesn't take it seriously.
Yes, that wizard named Donald Eastfork,
The warriors who have just been selected are still fresh and hot...
Looks like it made the guy dizzy.
I saw this guy's thumbs and index fingers pinching together, making such a gesture of 'crumbs'.
Then Donald Donfork stood directly on the chair, coughed twice, and said loudly to everyone in the auditorium, "I, Donald Donfork, have just been announced by Headmaster Albus Dumbledore as the champion of the Top Ten Tournament!"
Dumbledore felt a little bad, but he thought it would be good to let this little wizard heat up the atmosphere.
After all, maybe it was too harsh just now...
"This is unquestionably a fair selection... Just like the other nine warriors, if you don't approve, some people are welcome to run for the Warriors for the second time... You are welcome to win the qualifications of the Warriors again in a dignified way, to participate in the Top Ten Tournament...compete with me...then you will be able to know my qualifications!"
This guy looked at the round-faced witch opposite with great satisfaction, and it was obvious who he was referring to.
The round-faced blond witch raised her chest high and was breathing rapidly. Her whole face was flushed red, and she looked like she was about to explode.
And Donald Eastfork's 'Legendary Show' is far from over at all,
This is just the beginning...
"I swear to the great Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to become a warrior in the top ten competition, and I will definitely compete in an upright manner and win the final championship..."
"This is very important to me!"
"Well, I know it's very important to you, okay... This student named Donald, can we continue? There are other warriors who want to..." Dumbledore said extremely sternly.
Although Dumbledore's expression is very serious, it is very oppressive to some young wizards.
But for Donald Eastfork, it was clearly... not enough.
He smiled at Dumbledore, then waved... (The gesture was like the Minister for Magic ordering his subordinates.)
Some fanatical supporters of Ilvermorny next to this guy shouted wildly, applauded...some even wept excitedly.
This performance is almost like the United States Minister of Magic... No, it is His Majesty the Great Supreme Emperor who rules the whole world (whether Muggles or the magic world), the unprecedented Holy Teacher... came to the world.
The students from other schools were stunned and dumbfounded.
Ron's jaw almost fell to the ground, "Who is this guy? It's amazing!"
Dumbledore was stunned by Donald Eastfork's unexpected performance, a little at a loss.
'Legend' is still standing...
In his very distinctive voice, as if to mutter...continues to speak, "This event... the Big Ten event is an opportunity!"
"...will unite our great wizarding world...there has never been an opportunity like this in the world."
"I've already seen it."
"——Our mission as the warriors of the Top Ten Tournament!"
As he said that, the guy clenched his fist and put it on his chest, and swiped hard.
"Under my...well, under our leadership, wizards and witches all over the world... will unite and find a better way to get along with Muggles...to create a better magical world and welcome a better future..."
This extremely arrogant and narcissistic guy, every time he said a word... he would pause for a while, waiting for everyone's applause and applause.
Of course, only a small number of people in Ilvermorny School were applauding wildly,
But this guy acted like everyone was supporting him.
"This is an astonishingly great movement... All, all wizards are looking forward to the success of this event..."
He's not finished, he's babbling on... the manifesto is revealed between the lines...his own election as a warrior is predestined...
Completely ignoring the boos and whistles that gradually began to rise and fall in the auditorium.
Obviously everyone didn't have a good impression of this narcissist.
"Listen to this guy, it seems like he already won the game himself." George said mockingly.
"Yeah, I've never seen such a person... It's as if he's poured the [Confusion Curse] into his head, he can't tell the good from the bad at all... Those big ears seem to be able to filter out sounds he doesn't like." Fred said impatiently.
"It's too much, it's just the crumbs of the world!" McGuffin muttered to himself.
"Although I don't understand, I think what you said is very vivid! McGuffin!" Ron also nodded, agreeing very much.
Of course, the contempt of others is not even a drizzle to Donald East Fork,
—he doesn't care.
Amidst the dissatisfaction of the crowd, Donald Eastfork talked to himself, speaking about his feeling of success as a warrior...
"Agilbert Vonnut!" Even Dumbledore couldn't maintain his smile anymore. He turned to the audience watching the show on the rostrum... One of the wizard representatives with bright blue eyes said, "Should you, the professor representative of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, manage your students well... Otherwise, I will deal with it according to Hogwarts regulations."
Seeing that Dumbledore had reached his limit, he couldn't take it anymore.
The tall, thin and pale wizard had no choice but to stand up, and he bowed slightly,
"Albus, don't worry. This student is also a thorn in our Thunderbird Academy in Ilvermorny, let me..."
He pretended to be apologetic, touched his white temples, and then waved his wand... A puff of thick blue smoke was sprayed out from the tip of the wand, and in mid-air, two burly men in dark blue flew to the long table in Ilvermorny.
Those two devilishly muscular men are like the Smurfs in Muggle cartoons who have gone through crazy fitness and took hormones...
"Professor, let me say a few more words..." Donald Donfork begged hastily, "I thank all those who supported me... Thank you, thank you all the time... wait a minute... wait... um..."
The two Two-dimensional elves didn't beep nonsense, and before Donald Donfolk objected, they waved their tangled arms... and pulled him off the chair in one fell swoop, and then covered his mouth with two big hands, so that he could only falter and mutter.
Immediately, the auditorium became much quieter.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Finally, the banquet for selecting the warriors would not directly turn into a bragging speech by the wizard after he was elected as the warrior.
However, after this farce... Donald Eastfork undoubtedly left a deep impression on everyone.
Professor Dumbledore is probably afraid for a while that such a wizard will appear again.
He immediately finished reading the name of the next warrior aloud, and his eyes were fixed on this black wizard with a very strong figure and a robe made of lion skin.
It seems that if there is something wrong, Dumbledore will deal with it by himself without waiting for the headmaster of Vagadu's magic to react.
"From the African continent...the warrior of the Ouagadu School of Magic is...Mobutu Ahmed Besek!"
The young black wizard looks quite anxious, with a random beard growing on his chin and short hair. He looks about 30 years old.
In addition to the characteristic lion-skin robe, cloak, and hat, this guy also has a string of sharp teeth hanging around his neck... like a prize after some killing.
Ron kept talking to them next to McGuffin at this time, "Did I tell you? This guy is the guy who can directly transform into a lion without using a magic wand... He is a full-fledged character, eats raw meat, and a complete lunatic... I feel that he will really kill other warriors in order to compete for the competition trophy."
Apparently, the Mobutu guy wasn't very popular in their own magic school either.
Compared with Donald, this guy is another kind of god-hate.
No one sat down at the long table positions in several directions of the black wizard.
The students in their school seem to be afraid of this guy.
Even though Dumbledore announced that he had become the warrior of this competition, everyone in Waggadu did not see how happy they were... Instead, they all showed expressions of relief.
No one applauded and congratulated.
The auditorium was quiet and deserted.
Seeing this situation, Mobutu, who was about to sit down, cut his throat angrily, not only to other warriors, but also to other Waggadu student representatives.
The guy said viciously, "I, Mobutu... will not allow... Absolutely, doubly intolerable... Someone against me! You must start applauding!"
After threatening every word, the guy started staring at other wizards.
Immediately there was extremely warm applause at Waggadu's dining table.
Under this guy's ferocious gaze, Neville Longbottom, who was sitting at the long table in Gryffindor, couldn't help applauding.
Fortunately, this guy is like this... he is a little satisfied, and he hasn't made any more troubles.
Professor Dumbledore began to announce the selection... the last warrior.
"From the Chinese Magic School... from the Management Office of Mysteries of the Ninth Religion... Chen Longlong!"
A young wizard in Muggle tracksuit, yawning boredly, stood up, waved his hand, and quickly sat down again.
The Chinese wizard named Chen Longlong seemed completely uninterested in being elected as a warrior.
And his compatriots also applauded slightly, and ended the welcome.
This...compared to the attitude of the previous two warriors, it is simply a world of difference.
But Harry didn't dare to underestimate him at all, because this wizard of Chen Longlong was the wizard who performed flying flying on the Quidditch pitch with his feet on the flying sword.
Chen Longlong is not tall, with a normal body shape and ordinary appearance, except that his nose is slightly bigger and his hair is also short, as if he had been bald.
In the end, as Dumbledore finished announcing the name of the last warrior after this selection, the flames in the two Goblets of Fire immediately and automatically retracted, the names in the Flame Gate completely disappeared, and the auditorium returned to darkness.
Dumbledore waved his wand once, and the lights and candles in the auditorium were restored again.
"Okay, the first selection of warriors has come to an end for the time being."
"If anyone wants to participate in the second warrior election, please apply for the dean of your own college...or the principal of the magic school. We will make arrangements with Mr. Crouch, a staff member of the Ministry of Magic, and confirm it." Dumbledore pointed to Barty Crouch.
"Finally, everyone should go to bed, especially if you are going to participate in tomorrow's challenge... go to bed early, good night everyone!" Dumbledore raised his hand and said to everyone.
(End of this chapter)
--boom!
As soon as Dumbledore yelled this name, it immediately caused an uproar like a volcanic eruption...at least among the student representatives of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Some Ilvermorny students opened their mouths and yelled, holding their heads and pulling their hair, their faces looked like the end of the world.
The rest were fanatical, as if they had planted some crappy [Imperius Curse], they shook their arms and shouted the warrior's name excitedly;
"Donald Eastfork! Donald Eastfork!"
No different from a Muggle cultist.
"This is impossible!"
A blond witch with a round face suddenly stood up and shouted loudly. She looked at the name on the flame door angrily, with a look of gnashing her teeth.
"Cheating, this is cheating! Who helped you...it must be Hogwarts, someone from Slytherin! Who is it? This needs to be investigated, definitely investigated!"
She questioned loudly, and then suddenly stared at a wizard who looked up to the sky and laughed, with an extremely complacent expression on the other side of the long table.
This wizard is Donald Eastfork!
He has black-brown hair that is shiny, and the whole hairstyle is like a very fine iron wire that has been shaped.
Seeing that the students on the long table at Ilvermorny were about to divide into two factions to fight.
But on the rostrum... the leading representative of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry just smiled, as if they couldn't see the impending riot.
Dumbledore had to cast magic, and raised his voice to suppress the commotion.
"This is the Goblet of Fire's decision... It will never change. If this lady has any doubts or is dissatisfied, you can appeal to Mr. Barty Crouch or your vice-principal Agilbert Vonnart after the dinner. Of course, you can also participate in the second batch of warrior selection... See if you can win additional warrior qualifications by defeating the guards of the Goblet of Fire, that is, our Big Four phantoms."
"sit down!"
Dumbledore's voice was like a thunderclap... It roared loudly, reverberating above everyone's heads.
The students of Ilvermorny School couldn't help but trembled, regained their composure, and sat down obediently.
'Sure enough, this old guy is not a good stubble.If someone really threatens the reputation of Hogwarts...Dumbledore's title of the strongest wizard in decades, is not given away by others...'
McGuffin was thinking in his heart, while looking at the rostrum... The faces of the principals and the staff of the Ministry of Magic instantly became very ugly, and their eyes avoided Dumbledore very fearfully.
Even Harry, Dumbledore's treasure boy, looked a little suspicious, watching Dumbledore show off his 'divine power', suppressing the students of Ilvermorny School... deliberately making troubles from disgusting people.
perhaps……
Well, maybe only a certain guy doesn't take it seriously.
Yes, that wizard named Donald Eastfork,
The warriors who have just been selected are still fresh and hot...
Looks like it made the guy dizzy.
I saw this guy's thumbs and index fingers pinching together, making such a gesture of 'crumbs'.
Then Donald Donfork stood directly on the chair, coughed twice, and said loudly to everyone in the auditorium, "I, Donald Donfork, have just been announced by Headmaster Albus Dumbledore as the champion of the Top Ten Tournament!"
Dumbledore felt a little bad, but he thought it would be good to let this little wizard heat up the atmosphere.
After all, maybe it was too harsh just now...
"This is unquestionably a fair selection... Just like the other nine warriors, if you don't approve, some people are welcome to run for the Warriors for the second time... You are welcome to win the qualifications of the Warriors again in a dignified way, to participate in the Top Ten Tournament...compete with me...then you will be able to know my qualifications!"
This guy looked at the round-faced witch opposite with great satisfaction, and it was obvious who he was referring to.
The round-faced blond witch raised her chest high and was breathing rapidly. Her whole face was flushed red, and she looked like she was about to explode.
And Donald Eastfork's 'Legendary Show' is far from over at all,
This is just the beginning...
"I swear to the great Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to become a warrior in the top ten competition, and I will definitely compete in an upright manner and win the final championship..."
"This is very important to me!"
"Well, I know it's very important to you, okay... This student named Donald, can we continue? There are other warriors who want to..." Dumbledore said extremely sternly.
Although Dumbledore's expression is very serious, it is very oppressive to some young wizards.
But for Donald Eastfork, it was clearly... not enough.
He smiled at Dumbledore, then waved... (The gesture was like the Minister for Magic ordering his subordinates.)
Some fanatical supporters of Ilvermorny next to this guy shouted wildly, applauded...some even wept excitedly.
This performance is almost like the United States Minister of Magic... No, it is His Majesty the Great Supreme Emperor who rules the whole world (whether Muggles or the magic world), the unprecedented Holy Teacher... came to the world.
The students from other schools were stunned and dumbfounded.
Ron's jaw almost fell to the ground, "Who is this guy? It's amazing!"
Dumbledore was stunned by Donald Eastfork's unexpected performance, a little at a loss.
'Legend' is still standing...
In his very distinctive voice, as if to mutter...continues to speak, "This event... the Big Ten event is an opportunity!"
"...will unite our great wizarding world...there has never been an opportunity like this in the world."
"I've already seen it."
"——Our mission as the warriors of the Top Ten Tournament!"
As he said that, the guy clenched his fist and put it on his chest, and swiped hard.
"Under my...well, under our leadership, wizards and witches all over the world... will unite and find a better way to get along with Muggles...to create a better magical world and welcome a better future..."
This extremely arrogant and narcissistic guy, every time he said a word... he would pause for a while, waiting for everyone's applause and applause.
Of course, only a small number of people in Ilvermorny School were applauding wildly,
But this guy acted like everyone was supporting him.
"This is an astonishingly great movement... All, all wizards are looking forward to the success of this event..."
He's not finished, he's babbling on... the manifesto is revealed between the lines...his own election as a warrior is predestined...
Completely ignoring the boos and whistles that gradually began to rise and fall in the auditorium.
Obviously everyone didn't have a good impression of this narcissist.
"Listen to this guy, it seems like he already won the game himself." George said mockingly.
"Yeah, I've never seen such a person... It's as if he's poured the [Confusion Curse] into his head, he can't tell the good from the bad at all... Those big ears seem to be able to filter out sounds he doesn't like." Fred said impatiently.
"It's too much, it's just the crumbs of the world!" McGuffin muttered to himself.
"Although I don't understand, I think what you said is very vivid! McGuffin!" Ron also nodded, agreeing very much.
Of course, the contempt of others is not even a drizzle to Donald East Fork,
—he doesn't care.
Amidst the dissatisfaction of the crowd, Donald Eastfork talked to himself, speaking about his feeling of success as a warrior...
"Agilbert Vonnut!" Even Dumbledore couldn't maintain his smile anymore. He turned to the audience watching the show on the rostrum... One of the wizard representatives with bright blue eyes said, "Should you, the professor representative of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, manage your students well... Otherwise, I will deal with it according to Hogwarts regulations."
Seeing that Dumbledore had reached his limit, he couldn't take it anymore.
The tall, thin and pale wizard had no choice but to stand up, and he bowed slightly,
"Albus, don't worry. This student is also a thorn in our Thunderbird Academy in Ilvermorny, let me..."
He pretended to be apologetic, touched his white temples, and then waved his wand... A puff of thick blue smoke was sprayed out from the tip of the wand, and in mid-air, two burly men in dark blue flew to the long table in Ilvermorny.
Those two devilishly muscular men are like the Smurfs in Muggle cartoons who have gone through crazy fitness and took hormones...
"Professor, let me say a few more words..." Donald Donfork begged hastily, "I thank all those who supported me... Thank you, thank you all the time... wait a minute... wait... um..."
The two Two-dimensional elves didn't beep nonsense, and before Donald Donfolk objected, they waved their tangled arms... and pulled him off the chair in one fell swoop, and then covered his mouth with two big hands, so that he could only falter and mutter.
Immediately, the auditorium became much quieter.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Finally, the banquet for selecting the warriors would not directly turn into a bragging speech by the wizard after he was elected as the warrior.
However, after this farce... Donald Eastfork undoubtedly left a deep impression on everyone.
Professor Dumbledore is probably afraid for a while that such a wizard will appear again.
He immediately finished reading the name of the next warrior aloud, and his eyes were fixed on this black wizard with a very strong figure and a robe made of lion skin.
It seems that if there is something wrong, Dumbledore will deal with it by himself without waiting for the headmaster of Vagadu's magic to react.
"From the African continent...the warrior of the Ouagadu School of Magic is...Mobutu Ahmed Besek!"
The young black wizard looks quite anxious, with a random beard growing on his chin and short hair. He looks about 30 years old.
In addition to the characteristic lion-skin robe, cloak, and hat, this guy also has a string of sharp teeth hanging around his neck... like a prize after some killing.
Ron kept talking to them next to McGuffin at this time, "Did I tell you? This guy is the guy who can directly transform into a lion without using a magic wand... He is a full-fledged character, eats raw meat, and a complete lunatic... I feel that he will really kill other warriors in order to compete for the competition trophy."
Apparently, the Mobutu guy wasn't very popular in their own magic school either.
Compared with Donald, this guy is another kind of god-hate.
No one sat down at the long table positions in several directions of the black wizard.
The students in their school seem to be afraid of this guy.
Even though Dumbledore announced that he had become the warrior of this competition, everyone in Waggadu did not see how happy they were... Instead, they all showed expressions of relief.
No one applauded and congratulated.
The auditorium was quiet and deserted.
Seeing this situation, Mobutu, who was about to sit down, cut his throat angrily, not only to other warriors, but also to other Waggadu student representatives.
The guy said viciously, "I, Mobutu... will not allow... Absolutely, doubly intolerable... Someone against me! You must start applauding!"
After threatening every word, the guy started staring at other wizards.
Immediately there was extremely warm applause at Waggadu's dining table.
Under this guy's ferocious gaze, Neville Longbottom, who was sitting at the long table in Gryffindor, couldn't help applauding.
Fortunately, this guy is like this... he is a little satisfied, and he hasn't made any more troubles.
Professor Dumbledore began to announce the selection... the last warrior.
"From the Chinese Magic School... from the Management Office of Mysteries of the Ninth Religion... Chen Longlong!"
A young wizard in Muggle tracksuit, yawning boredly, stood up, waved his hand, and quickly sat down again.
The Chinese wizard named Chen Longlong seemed completely uninterested in being elected as a warrior.
And his compatriots also applauded slightly, and ended the welcome.
This...compared to the attitude of the previous two warriors, it is simply a world of difference.
But Harry didn't dare to underestimate him at all, because this wizard of Chen Longlong was the wizard who performed flying flying on the Quidditch pitch with his feet on the flying sword.
Chen Longlong is not tall, with a normal body shape and ordinary appearance, except that his nose is slightly bigger and his hair is also short, as if he had been bald.
In the end, as Dumbledore finished announcing the name of the last warrior after this selection, the flames in the two Goblets of Fire immediately and automatically retracted, the names in the Flame Gate completely disappeared, and the auditorium returned to darkness.
Dumbledore waved his wand once, and the lights and candles in the auditorium were restored again.
"Okay, the first selection of warriors has come to an end for the time being."
"If anyone wants to participate in the second warrior election, please apply for the dean of your own college...or the principal of the magic school. We will make arrangements with Mr. Crouch, a staff member of the Ministry of Magic, and confirm it." Dumbledore pointed to Barty Crouch.
"Finally, everyone should go to bed, especially if you are going to participate in tomorrow's challenge... go to bed early, good night everyone!" Dumbledore raised his hand and said to everyone.
(End of this chapter)
