Chapter 157 A Farce

Chapter 600 A farce

The rest of the story is boring, at least for Ryan.

Since Dumbledore is still the spokesperson.

The prop is the Goblet of Fire, just like in the original world line.

As a result, what Dumbledore said afterwards is almost the same as in the novel.

The only difference is that today is not Halloween.

The floating candle is not in the pumpkin.

But Dumbledore's way of doing things is still the same as in the original world line.

By extinguishing the candles floating in the sky, everyone's eyes are turned to the Goblet of Fire, the only light source.

Then, when the Goblet of Fire spits out the parchment, which is the list of selected warriors, the flame will change from blue-white to red.

There will also be crackling sparks.

Although these operations seem boring to Ryan.

But for the children whose experience is still in the magic world of the 20th century, they are undoubtedly very popular.

Those professors can also see the formation and operation of the contract from this set of operations of operating sparks and lightning.

The fresh contract slowly took shape in the rough wooden goblet with a hint of sparks, as the burnt parchment flew out.

Look, after a set of operations.

Almost everyone in the hall held their breath.

The same was true for the professors at the staff table and the left front door of the other three school tables.

At this time, Dumbledore had already read out the name by the light of the fire, "The Warrior of Durmstrang, Viktor Krum."

However, embarrassingly, the applause that rang out after Dumbledore's voice fell mostly came from Hogwarts.

Ron - the leader of Krum's fans, the pursuer that Krum avoided in the eyes of others.

Just like the original world line, he started cheering loudly.

"I knew it! Who else could it be?"

However, the table at Durmstrang was very quiet.

Facing the eyes of the people around them, they all lowered their heads and looked at the table, keeping silent.

And Karkaroff on the stage just coughed awkwardly.

His eyes lost focus.

As if the chosen champion was not a student of their school.

Dumbledore watched this scene and applauded, "Let's welcome Krum.

Come up, child."

The other professors on the stage also applauded.

Karkaroff finally had to perfunctorily close his palms briefly.

Krum stood up from the Durmstrang table, looked at Dumbledore gratefully, and then walked towards Dumbledore solemnly.

He then turned right, walked along the staff table, and entered the next room through that door.

The applause and conversation gradually subsided.

Now everyone's attention was focused on the goblet again, and after a few seconds, the flame turned red again.

The second parchment jumped out of the cup under the push of the flame. "The champion of Beauxbatons," Dumbledore said, "is Fleur Delacour!"

Time stopped.

Madam Maxime's smile on the stage froze.

The students around were thinking about who Fleur was, and their frowns stopped at the moment they gathered.

Penelope and Kate, Hermione and Luna, the witches who stored the body fluids of the current god of time, their consciousness suddenly escaped into the mind game.

And stretched indefinitely.

So that they would not notice this magnificent and wonderful scene.

Fleur stuck out her tongue and stood up awkwardly from the Ravenclaw table and next to Ryan.

Fleur coughed lightly, "I still voted.

You know, isn't Gabrielle coming this month?

She is looking forward to me representing Beauxbatons as a warrior in the competition."

"Then don't sit at this table.

When everyone realizes your existence, they will find you sitting at the Ravenclaw table.

That's too much-" Ryan shook his head helplessly.

He waved his hand, and Fleur sat back at the Beauxbatons table.

The students or professors who had noticed that place in the hall also had the memory of Fleur sitting there written into their minds.

Time resumed its flow.

Fleur winked at Ryan secretly and shook her hair, which was shining with silver light and seemed to be blown by the wind.

She stood up lightly and gracefully.

This also attracted the grinding of teeth of countless witches in the hall.

At the table of Beauxbatons, even two girls burst into tears.

Buried their heads in their arms.

Kate couldn't help but complain, "Damn phlegm (the homonym of Fleur's name in English).

If I had known earlier, Penelope and I would have voted.

Let her not be the only one to take the limelight."

Even Hermione, who was not interested in the competition, said something sarcastic, "Oh, look, they are all disappointed."

And Luna just stared at Ryan beside her.

She always felt that she was in a trance just now.

This was related to Ryan.

But in contrast to it.

It was the excited clapping and whistling of countless wizards in the hall.

Zacharias of Hufflepuff stood up and whistled, "Look at me - the descendant of the great Hufflepuff! I am -"

However, before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with convulsions.

The students around him stood up one after another and stayed away from him.

Hufflepuff's prefect Gabriel Truman and the dean Professor Sprout just wanted to stand up.

They were made by a sliding big bat - Snape.

He walked to Zacharias' side with a swift step that seemed to slide in the hall.

Surprisingly, Snape actually used the amplification spell on himself.

He stretched out his wand and pointed it at his throat. After checking for a while, he said: "I was just too excited and fainted.

Side effects of eating too much Mortra Rat.

A rare side effect. Few people can be so--" Snape spitted in disgust, "so excited."

Snape did not hide, and even glanced at Zacharias's lower body obviously.

Then he waved his wand and took him out of the hall with him floating.

This surprised Harry a little.

He began to wonder if Zacharias had offended Professor Snape during this period of confinement.

In this way, Zacharias could almost be said to have lost the right to choose a spouse.

In response, Ryan just smiled, hiding his merits and fame.

The other male students were not attracted by Zacharias's scene at all.

Ron next to Harry is a good example of this.

He slapped the table frantically, "It's her, it's her Harry! Fleur - what a nice name."

He turned a blind eye to the death stare from Lavender at the Gryffindor table next to him.

And Harry, like his good brother Ron, frantically explained to Ginny that he and Ron were not in the same group.

Poor kid, just now he was still wondering if there was a mastermind behind Zacharias's fainting.

But now he had to explain to his girlfriend.

Also explaining to Luna, Ryan, who was previously in a trance, smiled evilly.

The professors of Hogwarts on the stage all smiled awkwardly.

All were glad that the room behind the table in Beauxbatons was not far away.

Fleur entered that room.

The hall returned to silence.

Now it was the turn of the warriors of Castrumbusher...

At this time, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, sparks flew, and the flames jumped high into the air. Dumbledore pulled out the third parchment from the tip of the flames.

"The champion of Castrubshe," he cried, "is Hufflepuff Ervas!"