Chapter 165 Warriors

The discussion continued for nearly two minutes before Dumbledore knocked on the podium, and the crisp echo suppressed the discussion.

When the auditorium returned to silence, Dumbledore continued: "The Triwizard Tournament is a series of magical competitions between three schools, and only one student from each school is selected to participate in the competition."

Next, Dumbledore briefly spoke about the intensity of the game.

After speaking, Dumbledore raised his volume and announced loudly: "Now, please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies from the Beauxbatons Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and their headmaster, Madame Maxime!"

The voice fell, and the door of the auditorium suddenly opened.

A group of girls wearing 'blue silk skirts' lined up into the auditorium.

This group of girls wore lady hats of the same color as the long skirts, the calves under the long skirts were wrapped in black stockings, and the same cyan high heels were on their feet, and they stepped on the ground to make a neat and crisp sound.

On the way, the girls were all enchanting and charming, as if they were actors performing on the stage of an opera, and their movements were gentle and emitting the hormones of girls on both sides of the aisle.

With the action, some magic butterflies suddenly flew out from the girls, circling and flickering around the girls, making them seem to be walking out of the call.

This made the students on both sides of the dining table subconsciously exclaimed in admiration. Of course, only the male students did this, and the girls seemed to be very alert as if they had seen a natural enemy.

Before arriving at the ceremony platform, the girls spread out to both sides like a dance, and danced a few times in a neat manner again, before facing the hall and leaving the stage.

Immediately, the Hogwarts boys in the auditorium began to cheer and cheer, and some whistles sounded occasionally.

Dumbledore personally stepped forward to meet Principal Maxim, and after a cordial greeting, he arranged a seat for the other party.

Returning to the center of the auditorium again, Dumbledore raised his arms, pressed his right hand down to signal silence, his left hand pointed to the door of the auditorium, and continued to loudly announce: "We have friends from the north! The proud of the School of Magic, and their headmaster, Mr. Karkaroff!"

As everyone turned their heads, at the entrance of the auditorium, a group of young people in thick plush coats lined up to enter the auditorium.

The teenagers looked serious, their eyes slightly arrogant,

The half-length wooden staff in his hand kept hitting the ground on the way, like the sound of war drums.

Before arriving at the ceremony stage, they also performed some performances after dispersing. Different from the dance steps of the girls before, they performed some fighting moves and some magic with very gorgeous visual effects.

Now, it was the Hogwarts girls' turn to scream.

Dumbledore went up to meet him again, greeted and hugged Headmaster Karkaroff, and then arranged a seat.

It didn't take long for students from the other two colleges to be seated.

Next, Dumbledore invited the director of the Ministry of Magic's "International Magical Cooperation Department" to read out the specific rules of the "Triwizard Tournament".

However, one of the rules that "only students over the age of seventeen can participate" caused a lot of protests in the auditorium.

Dumbledore used the 'Amplifying Spell' to suppress the protests, and then had the 'Goblet of Fire' from the 'Triwizard Tournament' put on the stage, and announced: "I want to participate in the 'Triwizard Tournament'. students, please write their names on parchment and drop them into the Goblet of Fire by Thursday night to sign up."

Finally, a few words of warning, so that everyone must be careful when choosing whether to sign up or not, and then Dumbledore announced the start of the dinner.

This year's menu is a bit special, with ice cream and ice cream sandwiches taking up a lot of table space.

There are also many desserts, such as puddings of various flavors.

Obviously, to take care of the students of the other two colleges.

Kewen couldn't help thinking that with such an alternation of hot and cold, many people might have to go to the infirmary tonight to treat their toothache.

Just as he was about to add some food to the plate in front of him, Kewen couldn't help but stop.

Because, almost all the students around were looking at him.

"What's wrong?" Kewen asked in surprise, looking around.

"Of course it's the 'Triwizard Tournament'!"

The roommate Selt, who was sitting opposite, said excitedly: "Besides Kewen, who else in the entire academy is more qualified than you? The Goblet of Fire will only choose you!"

Hearing this, Kewen shook his head helplessly: "I didn't say I wanted to participate..."

"Merlin's cup! How can you think that!"

Benedict Shaq, who was in the same grade, picked up the topic and said in disbelief: "That's the Triwizard Tournament! It represents the honor of the entire Hogwarts! How can you not participate, Kewen?"

"Yeah yeah……"

The surrounding students joined in.

"Forget it." Kewen smiled and shook his head again, while filling himself with food, he said, "I'm about to graduate in seventh grade, so let's give this opportunity to juniors and juniors."

No longer caring about the denunciations and persuasion of his classmates around him, Kewen usually rushes to the meat first, grabs a whole lamb chop and eats it, and occasionally tastes some patches, but does not move on the ice cream...

For the "Triwizard Tournament", Kewen treated it with the mentality of watching the excitement.

However, he wanted to be a happy melon eater, but many people disagreed.

In the past two days, not only the students persuaded him to sign up, but even the four branch deans expressed their expectations to him.

In addition, after Snape learned the whole story of the plan last school year, he seldom spoke to Kewen. Obviously, he was very sincere.

However, Kewen still declined the expectations of the professors.

It wasn't until after lunch on Thursday that Penello came over, sat down beside Kewen and asked, "I heard, you're not going to sign up for the competition?"

"That's right." Kewen nodded in response while eating the dessert pudding after the main meal, "After all, we're both in seventh grade, and I'm going to the East after the holidays, so I don't plan to get involved."

"In other words, you didn't put a registration note into the Goblet of Fire?"

"Of course, what's wrong?"

Penello shook his head, stood up and said, "It's nothing, I'm just looking for you to find out the situation."

After saying that, Penello said goodbye and turned to leave.

Ke Wenmu sent his friends away, then shook his head and continued to taste dessert puddings with different tastes.

Soon an afternoon passed. In the evening, teachers and students from the three schools gathered in the auditorium to reveal the final list of contestants.

The goblet of fire was placed in the center of the ceremony table, and a blue flame rose above the mouth of the cup.

Dumbledore stepped forward, walked to the Goblet of Fire and turned to face the audience, then raised his hand and waved it a few times to extinguish the candles in the entire auditorium.

At this time, the entire auditorium became dark, and only the flame on the goblet became the only light source, reflecting the entire auditorium like a haunted house, a dark blue color.

Dumbledore turned to the Goblet of Fire again, raised his hand and cast the 'Activate' spell.

The next moment, the flame on the Goblet of Fire suddenly turned blood red, and with a 'huh', it soared for a moment, and a note was spit out from the flame.

Dumbledore raised his hand and took the note, carefully identifying it from the burning note, and then loudly announced to the audience: "Durmstrong's warrior is - Victor Crewe. Mum!"

From the Durmstrang crowd, cheers suddenly sounded. Amid the cheers of the classmates, Krum clenched his fists and waved vigorously, and then stepped onto the stage to the applause of everyone.

"Congratulations, Mr. Krum." Dumbledore shook hands with the other party, and after congratulating, motioned for Krum to wait in the room behind the auditorium.

Soon, the Goblet of Fire spat out a second note.

"The warrior of Beauxbatons is - Fleur Delacour!"

Amidst the applause and whistles of the boys at Hogwarts, Fleur, who was bulging forward and backward, kept a reserved smile and stepped forward to shake hands with Dumbledore.

Next, the note representing the Hogwarts players was ejected by the Goblet of Fire.

Dumbledore accurately took the note from mid-air again, and when he looked down, a big smile instantly appeared on his face.

Holding the note high, Dumbledore's tone was full of unconcealed joy, and he announced loudly: "The warrior representing Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the 'Triwizard Tournament' is... Cowen! Quinn! —"

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All the Hogwarts students stood up at the same time, and the applause almost overturned the roof.

All kinds of screams, cheers, and roars to vent their excitement filled the entire auditorium.

Kewen was sluggish at this time, he didn't sign up at all!

While stunned, a figure suddenly broke through the surrounding walls of people congratulating Kewen, and threw himself on him.

Subconsciously, he opened his hand to hug the intruder and was about to push him away, but stopped when he heard the sound.

"Haha! Kewen! Congrats!" Penello hugged Kewen's neck hard, his face to his face, bouncing and laughing and said: "I knew it! You will definitely be selected as a warrior by the Goblet of Fire! "

Kewen pushed Penello away slightly in disbelief, put his hands on his friend's arms, and asked in amazement, "It's you?"

"It's me!" Penello nodded heavily, with a big smile: "In the afternoon, I put your name in! I just tried it casually, I thought the Goblet of Fire could only be signed up in person, I never thought I could sign up for you!"

Kewen opened his mouth and could only respond with a wry smile: "Why is this necessary..."

"Come on!" Penello stepped back half a step away from Kewen's hands, then pushed Kewen and said, "Since graduation, why don't you leave a deepest memory for yourself? The principal is waiting for you, hurry up. Go, my warrior!"

Seeing the proud smile on Penello's face and the look of trust in the other's eyes, Kewen suddenly put away his wry smile, raised his hand to caress the top of Penello's head, and said softly, "Fight for you, my lady. !"

"Oh--"

There was a sudden burst of laughter all around.

Penello was stunned for a moment, and then his pretty face turned red.

Through the road that the students gave way, Kewen took a deep breath, straightened up and walked forward.

Amid the fierce applause and cheers along the way, Kewen came to Dumbledore and stood still...