Chapter 1700: ? Top 10?

After breakfast, the students rushed to the magic bulletin board next to the hourglass and began to study the rules of the new event.

At this time, many students knew that the so-called three prestigious schools were only in Europe. There are eleven prestigious schools registered with the Federation in the world!

One of them cannot be contacted, and the remaining ten will participate in the competition. Their students will arrive at Hogwarts at the end of October for a semester of exchange, learning and competition activities.

‘...Each school sent a hundred people, and after arriving at Hogwarts, 10 people were selected as contestants. There are also a hundred people from the ten schools, competing for the championship and the runner-up. ’

‘...The champion is rewarded with 100,000 gold gallons, the second runner-up is 50,000, the third runner-up is 10,000, and the top 50 all have 100 gold gallons. ’

Seeing this, the breathing of many students has become heavy. One hundred thousand Jinjialong, I am afraid it is not a golden mountain?

Hurry up and look down.

'...Students' entry standards need to be judged by the'Wilson Cup', not divided by age and grade. The specific registration conditions are not easy to explain, but in theory everyone can sign up... '

"What are you doing!"

Standing in the crowd, Hermione covered her head. When she saw the so-called ‘Wilson Cup’, she knew who did it. Could it be that after a year of work last year, can’t she take a rest this year?

What else ‘the specific registration conditions are not explained’? Obviously I want to arrange her! You fools can see it, right? !

No, I have to talk to the professor, I am going to be a salted fish this year.

But she couldn't get out at all. The girls surrounded her in the center, and every friend pulled her by the arm or robes.

"I want to participate." Zhang Qiu, who was holding Hermione's little hand, said this, and the senior sister looked a little excited: "Even if it takes third place, there are ten thousand."

Hannah on the other side bit her finger and said modestly: "I'm going to get a participation prize."

"You will participate in the seventh grade too? The competition is fierce." Luna touched her carrot earrings and said calmly: "Except for Hermione, none of us knows the level of students in other schools, but I also think Participate, I want to make money to buy a new magic printing machine for my father."

Susan pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose and made a very practical point: "Each school has only ten places. We can sign up, but can we be selected?"

The girls calmed down and had no idea.

Luna, the smartest, thought of a way, and that was to ask Hermione to find a sports professor.

After all, such large-scale events should be regarded as sports activities, right? Then Professor Wilson must be responsible for Hogwarts. There is a ready-made relationship. Isn't it a fool?

The correct tactic is to send the little spy Miss Granger to spy on intelligence.

Hermione wanted to cry without tears, she didn't want to participate in this competition at all, but everyone should ask her to inquire about the selection criteria. What is this?

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"Choose criteria?" The sports professor who was fishing in the shade of the black lake smiled, as if he could see through the mind of his apprentice: "It's simple, but I tell you, you can't say it... .. The trophy will select the ten most attractive people in each school."

"...Isn't this a beauty contest?!"

Hermione was speechless for a while, and she threw herself on the grass next to her, looking helpless.

In this way, if you fail to be elected, does it mean you are judged as an ugly girl? How can I tell my friends?

"Charm and beauty are two different things." Su Ming shook his head and shook his fishing rod slightly: "Some people look like Japanese comedians, but they are also charismatic, at least make people happy?"

Hermione nodded and said, "It is obvious that the Quidditch World Cup has gone wrong, how can the Ministry of Magic agree to host such a large-scale event?"

"The more this is the time, the more they want to prove that the British magical world is number one in the world. If you don't do something special, when will the face lost in front of the world during the summer vacation be recovered?" The professor leaned on the tree trunk, in a comfortable place. A smoke: "And Hogwarts is a magic castle. The defense here is not comparable to that of a tent camp outside the stadium."

In fact, things are not completely like this. The Ministry of Magic refused at the beginning, but it can only be said that if you have money, you can do whatever you want.

"Tsk, it's really..."

Hermione had no idea what to say about the death of the Ministry of Magic. Unlike the other little wizards, she knew that Voldemort was still alive.

And in the first half of the summer vacation, she had also heard that Azkaban’s mouse had escaped from prison. She suspected that the Death Eater must have found Voldemort and told him what had happened in the past.

This is what happened in the Quidditch World Cup.

Now that Hogwarts is going to engage in such a large-scale event, there will surely be Death Eaters who will come in and make trouble. Will there be war?

"In short, you and Harry Potter have already booked two places. You know what I mean? But don’t worry, it’s only September 2nd today. Students from other schools are coming on October 30th. You can ask yours Friends are ready to prepare."

Su Ming blinked at her and motioned to her to relax. This was planned.

Miss Granger did understand, but it was because she understood that it made her more stressed. She understood that this was using Mr. Potter as a bait, and she was waiting for Voldemort to take the bait.

Is this really good? Is it too dark to use students as bait?

Can you see the professor again? He has closed his eyes and went to sleep, although he still has a fishing rod in his hand, he obviously doesn't want to say more.

Hermione understands again, this is something decided above, there is nothing to talk about.

"Well, I'll go back and make them dress up more beautifully. This is the show for the world. You choose not the athletes but the actors. What you want is to be pleasing to the eye." She stood up and patted what was on her back. Grass clippings.

"Isn't that the case? The student competition is destined to not be as high as the adult wizard competition. How can anyone come here to watch the magic spell? It's nothing more than to look at Xiaohua Xiaoxianrou, and to make a visual effect. You can see the essence through the phenomenon. Well done."

The professor opened his eyes, he pulled Hermione down again, put the fishing rod into her hand, and continued:

"What you have to do now is the most important point for the hunter, wait patiently, look across the lake, isn't Mr. Potter also very patient?"

"Harry Potter?"

Hermione looked up, and sure enough, on the other side of the Black Lake, near the castle ~www.NovelMTL.com~ a boy with glasses was sitting on a tree stump, playing with something in his hand, bowed his head in thought. .

And behind him is obviously another blond boy who is tiptoeing close to him...

"Oh? It's Draco Malfoy. I remember the two of them have a bad relationship. Isn't he planning to push Mr. Potter into the water to feed the murloc?"

The little girl blinked her eyes. Although she was holding the fishing rod that the professor handed over in her hand, she kept her eyes on the other side of the lake.

Su Ming leaned on the tree and smoked and waved his hand with confidence: "No, a bad relationship is actually because of love and hatred. Before the first grade started, Draco wanted to make friends with Harry. There was a quarrel, and Harry had to choose one of the two to play with. Draco lost the election."

"Oh, boring."

Hermione didn't know why she heard the dog blood of a love triangle from the story of the three boys, and her eyes turned into dead fish again.

　　

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