Chapter 245 The list of warriors is released

"Professor Dracula, why are you here?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Obviously, I'm here to have fun." Dracula said happily, turning to the three little wizards.

"Fun? What fun is there?" Hermione looked a little confused.

"What else could it be? Of course it's talking about Hagrid." Ron muttered in a low voice, "Poor Hagrid was treated as amusement by Professor Dracula..."

Why does this sentence sound familiar?

Dracula glanced at Ron.

"Actually, Hagrid came to see me last night...well, to ask me how I manage my image." He said with great interest, "I realized at that time that he had something to enjoy, so I came here today. It turned out to be true.”

"So... Professor, have you told Hagrid how you manage your image?" Hermione said expectantly.

"Of course, I am still very helpful...so I told him not to worry about it, and it naturally became like this." Dracula said, "Yes, Miss Granger, Hagrid's eyes at that time were just like yours now." Pretty much, obviously he doesn’t quite believe me.”

Hermione nodded in approval.

She also didn't believe that Professor Dracula could maintain his current good-looking appearance without taking care of himself.

"But I didn't expect it. Even if he doesn't believe me, what kind of operation is it to do the hairstyle the way I do..." Dracula seemed to be a little bit amused, "Now it is neither fish nor fowl."

"Using nondescript is a bit understated, Professor." Ron corrected from the side, "Hagrid is now completely like a kettle with a broom inserted into the mouth of the bottle."

"Ron!" Hermione glared at him, "It's so rude of you to speak like this!"

"Although it does look very similar..." Harry whispered.

Dracula gave Ron a strange look.

I have to admit that he understands metaphors...

"Okay, stop chatting here," Dracula waved his hand and said to the three young wizards, "If you don't go back to attend the Halloween dinner, maybe the Goblet of Fire has already selected the warriors."

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Before Harry, Ron and Hermione could react, Dracula disappeared in an instant.

They originally wanted to ask how Hagrid had been manipulated, but now they could only leave the lawn near Hagrid's hut angrily and walk back to the auditorium.

When the three little wizards walked into the candlelit auditorium, it was almost full of people——

The Goblet of Fire had been moved from the foyer to the professor's chair, right in front of Dumbledore's tall chair.

They noticed that the white beards on Fred and George's chins were gone, and their chins had become smooth again. It can only be said that Madam Pomfrey's medical skills are as excellent as ever.

The twins seemed to have embraced their defeat and were tricking others into joining their bet on who would become the Hogwarts Champion.

"I really hope it's Angelina." Fred said when Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down, "But in order to help Harry, we have already bet that he will become a Hogwarts warrior... If you suppress Angelina any longer, it will take away Harry’s limelight.”

"Don't be kidding," Harry looked a little embarrassed, "I didn't even put my name into the Goblet of Fire."

"Oh, yes." George sighed in disappointment, "We originally wanted you to try the age-enhancing agent we worked so hard to refine, but we didn't expect that the age line was so stupid that it didn't even give us a chance. .”

"Stop talking, the party is about to begin." Hermione reminded, "And we will know soon who will be chosen as the Champion of Hogwarts."

Today's Halloween dinner seemed to take much longer than usual.

Maybe it was because there were banquets for two consecutive days, so the little wizards didn't seem to like those elaborately prepared sumptuous dishes as much as usual.

Of course, the bigger reason is that the students in the auditorium are constantly looking away, with anxious expressions on every face.

There seemed to be nails on their chairs, and all of them were restless, standing up from time to time to look at Dumbledore in the middle of the professor's seat——

The old principal's slow chewing made the little wizards particularly impatient. They wanted him to finish the food on the plate quickly and quickly announce which four students would be selected as the final warriors.

Finally, all the golden plates on the four long tables returned to their original spotless state, and the voices of discussion in the auditorium suddenly became much louder.

Immediately, Dumbledore stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became silent again.

Karkaroff and Madame Maxime on both sides of Dumbledore looked as nervous and expectant as everyone else, while Professor Hicks looked unconcerned, as if he was still contemplating the dishes he had just eaten.

In addition to several principals, Ludo Bagman, who came to watch the opening ceremony, was smiling and winking at the students of various magic schools, while Mr. Crouch looked uninterested, and it could even be said that It's a bit boring.

"Okay, the Goblet is about to make a decision," Dumbledore glanced at the Goblet of Fire and said, "It's expected to take another minute."

"Everyone, listen clearly. After the names of the warriors are announced, I hope they can walk to the front of the auditorium, then walk along the faculty seats and enter the next room-"

He pointed to the door behind the staff seats, "-where they will receive preliminary guidance on this Four-Wizard Tournament."

Dumbledore then took out his wand and waved it in the air.

In an instant, except for the dim candles in the pumpkin lanterns, the other bright candles that illuminated the entire auditorium were extinguished, and the auditorium fell into a state of semi-darkness.

At the same time, the Goblet of Fire emitted a dazzling light, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue-white flames bursting with sparks were simply dazzling.

Everyone endured the dazzling light, stared with wide eyes, and waited...

"It's almost one minute." Someone on the Gryffindor table glanced at the clock and whispered.

The next moment, the flame in the goblet suddenly turned red, and crackling sparks burst out.

Then, a tongue of fire jumped into the air, and a piece of parchment with burnt edges flew out from it - except for the edge of the paper, the inside was intact, and it was clearly the slips of paper with names written on them that had been thrown in!

Everyone in the auditorium held their breath.

Dumbledore reached out his hand high and caught the piece of parchment accurately.

Then he held the note far away and looked at the name on it with the light of the flames - the flames returned to blue-white at this time.

"Well, the first warrior is born! This is a Durmstrang warrior," he said in a clear and powerful tone, "Victor Krum!"

Applause and cheers swept the entire auditorium in an instant.

Viktor Krum stood up from the Slytherin table, looking listless and unsurprised, and walked in the direction Dumbledore said before.

He walked forward along the professor's seat and entered the next room through the door in front.

"It's not surprising that Krum can be a warrior!" Ron shouted.

Seeing Klum being elected, he seemed even more excited than Klum himself.

"Great, Viktor!" Karkaroff shouted loudly, and despite the loud applause in the auditorium, everyone could still hear his voice, "I know you are destined to be a warrior!"

Even the other Durmstrang students were not too surprised. At most, they looked slightly disappointed.

It can be seen that Krum is the most likely candidate to become a warrior in their minds.

After the applause fell, the chatter, cheers and discussions gradually died down.

Now everyone's attention is once again focused on the goblet.

After a few seconds, the flame turned red again - a second piece of parchment jumped out of the cup, driven by the flames.

"This time it's Beauxbatons' champion," Dumbledore glanced at the note and read aloud, "Fleur Delacour!"

"It's her, Ron!" Harry patted Ron's arm hard.

I saw the girl who looked like a Veela stood up gracefully, shook her silver hair, and walked lightly between the tables of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

"Fleur...her name is Fleur Delacour. What a nice name." Ron seemed stunned and murmured repeatedly.

"Oh, look, everyone else is disappointed." Hermione said in the commotion without even looking at Fleur.

She raised her chin to the other Beauxbatons representatives - the two girls who had not been chosen burst into tears, burying their heads in their arms and crying sadly.

When Fleur Delacour, who looked like a Veela, also entered the next room, the auditorium became quiet again.

Everyone is waiting for the next warrior, not knowing whether it will come from Yin magician... or Hogwarts?

The flames turned red again.

Dumbledore caught the slip of paper and read loudly:

"The warrior of Yinfalmoni is John Kowalski!"

John Kowalski, who was sitting at the long Hufflepuff table, stood up, hugged all the Yinvarmon students one after another, and then heavily rubbed the head of Rolf, who was sitting next to him and was sulking. , strode towards the front of the auditorium.

Dumbledore seemed to know this boy, and smiled and nodded at John who was walking towards him.

Harry had some impressions of him, remembering that this boy from Yinfa Morni should be Rolf Scamander's cousin.

Speaking of which, this Yinfamouni warrior should be the most low-key among the three warriors who have been selected.

Needless to say, Viktor Krum was the talented seeker of the Bulgarian Quidditch team and the player who personally ended this Quidditch World Cup. His popularity could cover the entire auditorium.

Although Fleur Delacour is not as famous as Krum, her Veela-like attractiveness and ridiculously beautiful face can naturally bring her great momentum.

It had only been one day since she arrived at Hogwarts, and already a large number of students remembered her.

By comparison, John Kowalski, an unattractive man with a funny mustache, looks downright unremarkable.

When John also entered the next room, the auditorium became quiet again. This time, the silence was filled with a strong excitement that could be tasted.

Now it’s the turn of the Hogwarts warriors…

At this time, in the expectant eyes of many young wizards at Hogwarts, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, sparks burst out, and tongues of fire shot high into the air.

Dumbledore pulled the fourth piece of parchment from the tongue of fire.

"The Champions of Hogwarts—" he read aloud,

"Cedric Diggory!"

The cheers from the Hufflepuff table were deafening!

Every Hufflepuff student was jumping up and down, screaming, and stamping their feet. As the house with the largest population in Hogwarts, every little badger felt honored and showed their gratitude to the auditorium with practical actions. Adding to the warm atmosphere inside.

Cedric walked past them with a huge smile on his face.

Professor Sprout, who was sitting on the professor's chair, his cheeks flushed with joy, hugged Professor Flitwick, who was sitting next to him on a pile of books, and kissed him.

Professor Flitwick's face also turned red, and he cast his eyes for help on Dracula on the other side, but Dracula had no intention of helping at all, and instead looked at him with an expression on his face as if he was watching a show.

Professor McGonagall seemed a little disappointed that the Gryffindor students did not become warriors, but immediately became happy again and applauded Cedric.

But Snape was not as generous as Professor McGonagall. He glanced in the direction of the Slytherin table with dissatisfaction, as if blaming the Slytherin prefect, why Warrington didn't become A warrior representing Hogwarts.

The cheers for Cedric continued for a long time.

After a long time, Dumbledore asked everyone to calm down and listen to him.

"Great!" Dumbledore said happily when the noise finally subsided, "Now our four warriors have been selected. I can understand everyone's excitement, and I hope that everyone will do their best in the future. Go out there to support the warriors in your various schools!”

"Those who are not selected as Warriors do not need to be disappointed. By cheering for the Warriors, you will also make a great contribution to this semi-finals competition——"

However, the next moment, Dumbledore suddenly stopped talking.

The students in the audience also saw what attracted his attention——

To everyone's surprise, the flame in the goblet turned red again. Sparks crackled out, a long tongue of flame suddenly jumped into the air, and a piece of parchment with burnt edges flew out from it.

As if subconsciously, Dumbledore stretched out a slender hand and grabbed the parchment.

He held it far away and stared at the name written on it.

There was a long silence in the auditorium. Dumbledore stared at the note in his hand. Everyone in the auditorium stared at Dumbledore, and everyone's expression was extremely confusing.

Finally, in the silence, Dumbledore cleared his throat and read aloud——

"Harry Potter."

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