Chapter 408 Warrior Selection【2】
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
"The first warrior has been born, from Durmstrang---" Dumbledore said mischievously,
"Victor Krum!"
Applause and cheers suddenly swept through the entire auditorium, especially those at the Slytherin table. Malfoy's palms turned red.
Seems a little weird?Krum was chosen, not Malfoy, so what's there to be excited about?
Amidst the applause and cheers, Suer clearly heard a voice coming from the rear left of the auditorium--'It's not surprising at all! '
Not surprisingly, Soul applauded symbolically, and watched with the others as Viktor Krum stood up from the Slytherin table, walked towards Dumbledore, and then turned to the right, Walk forward along the staff table and enter the next room through the door.
But he looked a little listless.
"Awesome, Viktor, I knew you were destined to be a warrior!" Karkaroff's voice was like a bell, suppressing the applause in the auditorium.
When Krum's figure disappeared behind the door, the applause and cheers gradually subsided.
The blue-white flames danced, sputtering out sparks of two colors. Sur followed everyone and fixed his gaze on the goblet.
If there are no surprises, there are no surprises.
"The second warrior comes from Beauxbatons!" Dumbledore reached out to catch the second piece of parchment that had just been spit out from the flames that turned red in a few seconds, and announced,
"Fleur Delacour."
Fleur shook her silver hair and stood up from the long Ravenclaw table gracefully. She moved lightly on her lotus steps and walked toward the rostrum as lightly as dancing amid the applause.
With a smile on her lips, she bowed slightly to Ms. Maxim, and then walked into the next room.
Next, it’s the turn of the Hogwarts warriors.
This is also the most anticipated part for all the little wizards at Hogwarts. The little wizards who put their names in clenched their fists and tightened their clothes, with expectations and uneasiness in their eyes, and more importantly, excited.
Nothing unexpected happened. The Goblet of Fire turned red again according to the established process. The flames jumped up high, and a piece of parchment with scorch marks flew out of the flames lightly.
Dumbledore spread his hands flat, caught the parchment, lowered his head and looked up the next moment, looking at Soul on Hufflepuff's long table.
Soul's heart skipped a beat when he received Dumbledore's gaze.
Then he smiled bitterly in his heart and shook his head slightly.
"The third warrior comes from Hogwarts." Dumbledore said calmly, "Sul Bones!"
There was silence in the auditorium for a moment, and then cheers and applause almost overturned the auditorium.
"Thul? It's Soul!" Exclaims came from the Gryffindor table, "He is our friend! Haha, our friend is the warrior of Hogwarts!" --- It's Weasley Brother's voice.
"I knew it, I knew it." Moen patted Sur on the shoulder hard, "I have known for a long time that you are the one most likely to become a warrior."
In fact, according to the original direction, the warrior should be Cedric. Sur looked up at Cedric, who was sitting at the head of the table. This handsome boy was applauding Sur, and regret could be seen in his eyes.
Although the Warrior is not himself, he is still very happy, because the Warrior comes from Hufflepuff, and everyone here is honored.
Soul gathered his mood and stood up in the excitement of the little badgers jumping up and down, screaming and stomping their feet. With a smile on his lips, he walked towards the podium facing Dumbledore's gaze.
Hagrid gave himself a thumbs up, blinked hard, and grinned. Professor Sprout looked at him with a look of relief and encouragement.
When Soul passed the staff table, he looked at the Gryffindor table. Hermione was looking at him without blinking, her face was rosy, she raised her hands high, clenched her fists with four fingers, and raised her thumbs. rise.
She seemed very happy. Why was she happy?
My boyfriend is a Hogwarts warrior?
Seems not too bad.
Fate has changed, facts have turned the wheel on your face, so enjoy it.
After all, this is the home ground of Hogwarts. When Suhr walked into the next room, he could still hear the applause and cheers coming from outside the door.
After the door was closed, the applause and cheers became much weaker. The room was warm, with portraits of wizards hanging on the walls on both sides. Directly opposite was the fireplace, with the flames burning brightly.
Fleur Delacour, who had become a warrior, was staring at the flames by the fire, wondering what she was thinking, while Viktor Krum seemed to have been leaning on the mantelpiece for a while, with his hands folded on his chest. In front of him, he was bowing his head in deep thought.
The two of them were silent until they heard the movement from the door, and they both turned their heads.
"Hey, you are actually the warrior of Hogwarts?" Fleur shook her long hair and asked curiously. "You also signed up?"
"As you can see." Suer shrugged his shoulders and nodded with a smile, "Don't underestimate me."
"Hello, I am Viktor Krum." Viktor stepped forward at this time and extended his palm. "Nice to meet you."
"Hello." Su Er's smile faded a little, and he also reached out and shook it, "I am Su Er Bones."
"I know you." Viktor let go of his hand and pulled a stiff, unnatural smile from the corner of his mouth.
Oh, he seems to rarely smile, and his unskilled smile makes him look even more gloomy.
"I heard Draco talk about you. He said you went to my Quidditch World Cup final."
Draco?Look, it seems like Krum is meeting Malfoy for the first time, right?It didn't take long to get the student from Germany to call him by his first name.
[Being able to make one person say another person's first name instead of last name shows that the relationship between the two has progressed from strangers to friends. 】
What does this mean? It shows that Malfoy's communication skills are actually very good.
But why, when he faced Harry, he became...emm...
"Ah, yes." Suer nodded and said politely, "I went with my girlfriend. Your performance in catching the Golden Snitch in the end was amazing."
"Haha, thank you for the compliment." Viktor said in a low voice, "It's a pity that we still lost."
"I also heard Draco say that your strength is very good. We can discuss things with each other if we have the opportunity."
"Okay." Suer was eager for this. "There will be a chance. I am also very interested in Durmstrang's magic."
"I heard that you studied black magic as a course?"
"Yes, we believe that only by understanding black magic can we effectively protect ourselves from being harmed by black magic..." Viktor's English pronunciation is a bit weird. He seems to be very talkative, which is different from his gloomy appearance. .
Soul sounded a little strenuous, but he still listened carefully. He was indeed very interested in Durmstrang's black magic. After all, that was the school where he studied. I heard that he stayed there. a lot of things.
Maybe there will be a way to deal with it...
Fleur Delacour was not interested in the topic of the two boys. She curled her lips and continued to look at the fire in a daze.
I don't know when, the sound outside the house suddenly disappeared, and not long after, the door was pushed open from the outside in.
A tall and thin boy with bangs on his forehead walked in. Suer and Viktor stopped communicating and both turned to look at the door.
"Victor Krum!"
Applause and cheers suddenly swept through the entire auditorium, especially those at the Slytherin table. Malfoy's palms turned red.
Seems a little weird?Krum was chosen, not Malfoy, so what's there to be excited about?
Amidst the applause and cheers, Suer clearly heard a voice coming from the rear left of the auditorium--'It's not surprising at all! '
Not surprisingly, Soul applauded symbolically, and watched with the others as Viktor Krum stood up from the Slytherin table, walked towards Dumbledore, and then turned to the right, Walk forward along the staff table and enter the next room through the door.
But he looked a little listless.
"Awesome, Viktor, I knew you were destined to be a warrior!" Karkaroff's voice was like a bell, suppressing the applause in the auditorium.
When Krum's figure disappeared behind the door, the applause and cheers gradually subsided.
The blue-white flames danced, sputtering out sparks of two colors. Sur followed everyone and fixed his gaze on the goblet.
If there are no surprises, there are no surprises.
"The second warrior comes from Beauxbatons!" Dumbledore reached out to catch the second piece of parchment that had just been spit out from the flames that turned red in a few seconds, and announced,
"Fleur Delacour."
Fleur shook her silver hair and stood up from the long Ravenclaw table gracefully. She moved lightly on her lotus steps and walked toward the rostrum as lightly as dancing amid the applause.
With a smile on her lips, she bowed slightly to Ms. Maxim, and then walked into the next room.
Next, it’s the turn of the Hogwarts warriors.
This is also the most anticipated part for all the little wizards at Hogwarts. The little wizards who put their names in clenched their fists and tightened their clothes, with expectations and uneasiness in their eyes, and more importantly, excited.
Nothing unexpected happened. The Goblet of Fire turned red again according to the established process. The flames jumped up high, and a piece of parchment with scorch marks flew out of the flames lightly.
Dumbledore spread his hands flat, caught the parchment, lowered his head and looked up the next moment, looking at Soul on Hufflepuff's long table.
Soul's heart skipped a beat when he received Dumbledore's gaze.
Then he smiled bitterly in his heart and shook his head slightly.
"The third warrior comes from Hogwarts." Dumbledore said calmly, "Sul Bones!"
There was silence in the auditorium for a moment, and then cheers and applause almost overturned the auditorium.
"Thul? It's Soul!" Exclaims came from the Gryffindor table, "He is our friend! Haha, our friend is the warrior of Hogwarts!" --- It's Weasley Brother's voice.
"I knew it, I knew it." Moen patted Sur on the shoulder hard, "I have known for a long time that you are the one most likely to become a warrior."
In fact, according to the original direction, the warrior should be Cedric. Sur looked up at Cedric, who was sitting at the head of the table. This handsome boy was applauding Sur, and regret could be seen in his eyes.
Although the Warrior is not himself, he is still very happy, because the Warrior comes from Hufflepuff, and everyone here is honored.
Soul gathered his mood and stood up in the excitement of the little badgers jumping up and down, screaming and stomping their feet. With a smile on his lips, he walked towards the podium facing Dumbledore's gaze.
Hagrid gave himself a thumbs up, blinked hard, and grinned. Professor Sprout looked at him with a look of relief and encouragement.
When Soul passed the staff table, he looked at the Gryffindor table. Hermione was looking at him without blinking, her face was rosy, she raised her hands high, clenched her fists with four fingers, and raised her thumbs. rise.
She seemed very happy. Why was she happy?
My boyfriend is a Hogwarts warrior?
Seems not too bad.
Fate has changed, facts have turned the wheel on your face, so enjoy it.
After all, this is the home ground of Hogwarts. When Suhr walked into the next room, he could still hear the applause and cheers coming from outside the door.
After the door was closed, the applause and cheers became much weaker. The room was warm, with portraits of wizards hanging on the walls on both sides. Directly opposite was the fireplace, with the flames burning brightly.
Fleur Delacour, who had become a warrior, was staring at the flames by the fire, wondering what she was thinking, while Viktor Krum seemed to have been leaning on the mantelpiece for a while, with his hands folded on his chest. In front of him, he was bowing his head in deep thought.
The two of them were silent until they heard the movement from the door, and they both turned their heads.
"Hey, you are actually the warrior of Hogwarts?" Fleur shook her long hair and asked curiously. "You also signed up?"
"As you can see." Suer shrugged his shoulders and nodded with a smile, "Don't underestimate me."
"Hello, I am Viktor Krum." Viktor stepped forward at this time and extended his palm. "Nice to meet you."
"Hello." Su Er's smile faded a little, and he also reached out and shook it, "I am Su Er Bones."
"I know you." Viktor let go of his hand and pulled a stiff, unnatural smile from the corner of his mouth.
Oh, he seems to rarely smile, and his unskilled smile makes him look even more gloomy.
"I heard Draco talk about you. He said you went to my Quidditch World Cup final."
Draco?Look, it seems like Krum is meeting Malfoy for the first time, right?It didn't take long to get the student from Germany to call him by his first name.
[Being able to make one person say another person's first name instead of last name shows that the relationship between the two has progressed from strangers to friends. 】
What does this mean? It shows that Malfoy's communication skills are actually very good.
But why, when he faced Harry, he became...emm...
"Ah, yes." Suer nodded and said politely, "I went with my girlfriend. Your performance in catching the Golden Snitch in the end was amazing."
"Haha, thank you for the compliment." Viktor said in a low voice, "It's a pity that we still lost."
"I also heard Draco say that your strength is very good. We can discuss things with each other if we have the opportunity."
"Okay." Suer was eager for this. "There will be a chance. I am also very interested in Durmstrang's magic."
"I heard that you studied black magic as a course?"
"Yes, we believe that only by understanding black magic can we effectively protect ourselves from being harmed by black magic..." Viktor's English pronunciation is a bit weird. He seems to be very talkative, which is different from his gloomy appearance. .
Soul sounded a little strenuous, but he still listened carefully. He was indeed very interested in Durmstrang's black magic. After all, that was the school where he studied. I heard that he stayed there. a lot of things.
Maybe there will be a way to deal with it...
Fleur Delacour was not interested in the topic of the two boys. She curled her lips and continued to look at the fire in a daze.
I don't know when, the sound outside the house suddenly disappeared, and not long after, the door was pushed open from the outside in.
A tall and thin boy with bangs on his forehead walked in. Suer and Viktor stopped communicating and both turned to look at the door.
