Chapter 482： Insomnia old people and bad idea young people

Chapter 485 482. The elderly with insomnia and the young with bad ideas

"It seems that the principals who came to Hogwarts are not ordinary characters. One has ulterior motives, one is a former Death Eater, and one is not an ordinary wizard from the outside."

Fox sighed, shaking his head.

Dumbledore said: "It doesn't really matter to us what their identities are, whether they are Death Eaters or other identities, as long as they are compared to the rules according to the rules, no one will do anything to them. But I am afraid of people with ulterior motives."

Lynn shrugged and looked at Dumbledore: "Have you arranged the age magic beside the Goblet of Fire, Professor?"

"A simple little spell, not too much trouble, it is already in effect now."

Lynn glanced at Dumbledore, then at Fox, and said with a meaningful smile on his face.

"I guess there will be many people tonight. I don’t want to let others watch myself throwing names into the cup during the day, and act on such a night."

The three pairs of eyes looked at each other, all of them narrowed into a seam.

"Professor, are you interested in these students?" Lynn asked.

"When people are getting older, they tend to suffer from insomnia at night." Dumbledore sighed, "Since I can't sleep, it would be nice to find something to do for myself."

Fox spread out his hands: "I am not young anymore, and my insomnia is also very serious."

So, just as the night was getting deeper, the little wizards all went back to sleep in their dorms, and when the curfew began in the castle.

Two elderly people with insomnia, plus Lynn, a young man with bad ideas, sneaked down in the auditorium, quietly looking at the wooden goblet that was placed on the high platform and was jumping with blue and white flames.

As soon as it was midnight, the door of the auditorium was opened from the outside with a creak.

A sneaky figure sneaked in carefully, then successfully passed the age restriction magic drawn by Dumbledore, and threw the parchment with the name and school in his hand into the goblet of fire.

Under the faint light, no one could see his face clearly, but it was obvious that he was wearing a dark green robe.

Now in Hogwarts, there is only one school where the uniform is dark green. Then, who is the student of this person, the three Linn who saw this scene in the shadows all knew well.

The night is deep, but it passes quickly.

In the morning of the next day, there were countless little wizards who hadn't slept well all night. They came to the auditorium early to eat breakfast, by the way, to see who would participate in the warrior campaign.

George and Fried took it with confidence. Their exclusive age-enhancing potion increased their age by a few months, exceeding the stipulated 17-year-old limit, and then tried to jump into Dumbledore like a diver. Inside the circle drawn.

However, when they thought they had succeeded and were about to throw the parchment with their name into the goblet of fire, a huge force suddenly bounced them both away and fell heavily on the floor of the auditorium.

At the same time, both of them had a white beard growing on their chins. Their hilarious looks made the students in the auditorium laugh, and even George and Fried followed when they looked at each other. Laughed.

The magic used by Dumbledore is obviously not something that these little wizards can fool with tricks. Then the students who walked to the goblet of fire and threw their name in were all people who met the age standard.

Lynn stayed in the auditorium all day, and Hermione sat beside him with him, until he was an hour away from the start of the dinner before he knew what he wanted to know.

"A total of 23 students from Ifamoni came, but only 22 came and threw their names in."

Hermione heard Lynn’s words and took a piece of parchment in her hand. She had always recorded the data.

"If the data you gave me early in the morning is correct, then they really have only 22 people who threw their names into the Goblet of Fire today, and one person has not come."

Lynn shook his head and said.

"No, he actually came a long time ago, but he was very concealed when he signed up. He threw his name in at midnight last night."

Hermione looked confused.

"Come in the middle of the night? Then why did he do this? Is this something shameful?"

Lynn gave a chuckle.

"If it's just an ordinary registration, this is certainly not a shameful thing."

Superfluous things Lynn didn't talk to Hermione too much. He didn't want her to participate in these dangerous things.

At 5 o'clock in the evening, the sky outside gradually darkened, and there was a cold, wet rain.

Harry and Ron have just returned to the castle from Hagrid’s hut. They tried to draw the Triwizard Tournament from Hagrid’s mouth, and whoever might become a warrior at Hogwarts.

However, Hagrid’s mouth is airtight this time, and he is reluctant to disclose any news to them. It seems that he is still in love with Mrs. Shaved his beard clean, and even sprayed cologne on his body!

This made Harry and Ron very frustrated, thinking that Hagrid had become a fool who fell in love.

The students from the four schools reunited in the auditorium tonight. They sat down at the long table and waited for the start of dinner.

The time for the Halloween dinner seems to be much longer than usual. Maybe because it’s been a banquet for two consecutive days, the students don’t seem to like the hearty and well-prepared dishes as they usually doThe people in the auditorium keep watching. , There was an anxious look on every face, and everyone was fidgeting, standing up from time to time to see if Dumbledore had finished eating.

Harry is the same as them, can't wait to finish the food on the plate quickly, and quickly know who is selected as the warrior.

Finally, the golden plate returned to its original spotless state, and the voice in the auditorium suddenly rose a lot.

Immediately, Dumbledore stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became silent again. Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxim on both sides of him looked as nervous and expectant as everyone, while Ms. Piquili was full of anticipation. There is no expression, making people totally invisible to her inner emotions.

Ludo Bagman smiled and blinked at the students in various schools, while Mr. Crouch was decadent, and it could be said that he was a little indifferent to the game.

"Well, the time is coming, and the Goblet of Fire will spit out the note that it selected the warrior in one minute," Dumbledore said, looking at the expectant students in the auditorium. "After the name of the warrior is announced, I hope they Go to the front of the auditorium, walk along the staff desk, and enter the room next door, where they will get preliminary guidance."

(End of this chapter)