v4 Chapter 68： The hegemony tournament (2 in 1)

"Come on, take a look, the latest Hogwarts Warriors application list-"

"Breaking news, Angelina Johnson, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, has just signed up, and Gryffindor Academy has another warrior candidate!"

"Slytherin's Warrington has also signed up, and interested students can bet on him—of course, I don't recommend this option..."

Fred and George are like flying bees today, wandering around the castle, pitching their quiz to everyone they see. This terrifying workload can make the social terror faint.

In the whole of Hogwarts, only Fred and George can do this.

As Gryffindor students, Fred and George also had a tendency to market Warrior candidates. The warriors from Gryffindor will introduce them in detail and show the shining point of that person. Slytherin House applicants will simply mention the name, and even bluntly say that they do not recommend betting on the student.

But this marketing strategy didn't work. Little wizards from various colleges still tend to place bets on applicants from their own colleges. Hufflepuffs, in particular, chose their prefect and captain, Cedric, almost unanimously.

This is nothing to Fred and George, because as bookmakers, no matter whether the winner is the favorite or the unpopular, they will never lose money by taking a profit.

Time passed by in the blink of an eye, night fell, and the long table in the auditorium was once again filled with delicacies, but the students had no intention of eating, and everyone was anxiously waiting for the final result of the selection.

Two more people are on the bench today, with new additions being members of the jury: Issa May and Barry Crowder. The two of them sat next to Karkaroff and Madame Maxime respectively, and they had just found out that they had been chosen as the referee of the Triwizard Tournament.

After the last dessert disappeared from the plate, Dumbledore stood up, and the entire auditorium was silent for a moment. Madam Maxime, who was sitting beside Dumbledore, had a nervous expression, while Karkaroff was much calmer. Others reacted differently: Ludo Bagman was smiling and blinking at the students at various schools; Percy and Barry Crowder were seated with all their seriousness, Issa May Her reaction was a bit strange. She seemed to care more about Professor Karkaroff, the principal of her school, and from time to time, she quietly glanced at him to observe his state.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and most of the candles in the auditorium were extinguished, leaving only the candlesticks and the goblet of fire on the long table glowing together.

"The Goblet is about to make a decision. The selected warriors, please enter the next room along the staff's desk." Dumbledore pointed to a door behind the staff's desk, where the warriors would receive preliminary guidance.

Dumbledore closed his mouth after making a simple arrangement, quietly waiting for the Goblet of Fire to spit out the results.

The entire auditorium fell silent again.

Suddenly, the flame in the goblet of fire changed from blue and white to red, and sparks splashed around, giving people a feeling of boiling. Immediately afterwards, a charred parchment flew out of it and fell into Dumbledore's hands.

Everyone in the auditorium held their breath.

"Durmstrong's warrior is - Victor Krum!" Dumbledore read out the name on the paper clearly, and the atmosphere in the auditorium exploded instantly. Cheers and applause almost shook the whole room. Hogwarts Castle.

"It's not surprising at all!"

"It was expected!"

"Ah ah ah - Krum!!!" Some fanatical female fans almost fainted with excitement.

Krum stood up from the Slytherin table and walked listlessly towards Dumbledore. Karkaroff on stage broke out of his calm state for a few seconds, applauded his school's warriors, and then entered a calm state again.

"I thought you would be very excited." Madame Maxime glanced at Karkaroff, feeling a little strange: Why is this person so calm? What just happened seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"Why are you excited? Isn't this a foregone conclusion?" Karkaroff once again retreated from his calm state and responded to Mrs. Maxime's questioning. He sneered: "I would be surprised if the remaining crooked melons and cracked dates can top Krum."

Madam Maxime thought about it carefully and felt that what Karkaroff said was quite reasonable. Krum's advantage is really too great, and it will be a problem if he can't be selected.

It wasn't until the flame in the Goblet of Fire changed again that the auditorium became quiet. Madame Maxime couldn't care to chat with Karkaroff. The change in the flame made her nervous again.

She tensed up, leaned forward slightly, and stared at the Goblet of Fire without blinking.

The second piece of parchment didn't make everyone wait long, and it came out of the cup with a whoosh.

"The warrior of Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour." Dumbledore read out the name on the parchment.

Madame Maxime almost jumped up from her chair. She was very happy because she had made the right bet! Unlike Durmstrang, there are many potential warriors for Beauxbatons, and Mrs. Maxime can't be sure of the final outcome, so she can only gamble.

Fleur Delacour is the talent she cultivated in advance. She personally taught Fleur for a period of time and made her level advance by leaps and bounds. Now, her "investment" has finally paid off.

At first, Madame Maxime was quite worried that the Goblet of Fire would discriminate and exclude the mixed-race Veela. Now it seems that her worries are unnecessary. The Goblet of Fire is extremely fair and just, and she did not treat it differently because of Fleur's origin. .

Furong stood up from Tom's side with a smile on her face, fluttered her silver hair, and walked lightly towards the bench with a winner's smile on her face.

Hermione's face suddenly turned ugly, because Fleur's hair was deliberately brushed across Tom's face, bringing a fragrance.

At the moment when the result came out, several Beauxbatons girls burst into tears and shed sad tears. The other losers also looked bleak, as if they were missing something important.

After a brief uproar, the auditorium fell silent again, and this time all the little wizards raised their hearts to their throats—because it was the turn of the Hogwarts warriors.

The Goblet of Fire turned red again and sent the third note into the air.

"Cedric Diggory!" Dumbledore called out Cedric's name.

"Long live!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Merlin!!!"

An earth-shattering roar erupted from Hufflepuff's long table, resounding throughout the auditorium. Cheers from the Hufflepuff students made everyone in the auditorium deaf after the result. At this point in time, even when speaking face to face, it is impossible to hear what the other person is saying.

For Hufflepuff, this is a historic breakthrough!

In the past, Hufflepuff was the transparent school in Hogwarts. They are not as smart as Ravenclaw, not as energetic as Gryffindor, nor as arrogant and arrogant as Slytherin, they are down-to-earth, low-key, and unremarkable. They are like weeds on the roadside, wild flowers on the mountains, everywhere, but never noticeable.

But today, they finally became the protagonists.

Before tonight, who would have thought that a student from Hufflepuff could become a warrior representing Hogwarts?

But that's what happened. Everyone heard it clearly and truly.

And so the Hufflepuffs went mad: they finally took a small bubble on the stage at Hogwarts.

The frenzied celebration continued for a very long time, and even Dumbledore couldn't calm Hufflepuff's students.

Finally, when the noise finally subsided, Dumbledore said loudly with a smile on his face: "Okay, the three warriors have been selected, I believe you will go all out to support your warriors, and the students who are not selected will also Don't be discouraged, you can still make a great contribution to this event..."

Tom didn't care what Dumbledore said, he just looked at the Goblet of Fire leisurely, watching the flame inside it dim little by little, and finally went out completely.

As the Goblet of Fire slept, the warrior selection stage of the Triwizard Tournament came to an end. Everything was business as usual, nothing happened. If you say three warriors, that's three warriors, if you say you're seventeen, you're seventeen.

Under the age of seventeen, even if you are the savior, you cannot be a warrior.

Tom looked at the completely extinguished Goblet of Fire and smiled happily. Once the Goblet of Fire goes out, it can't be lit until the next match, so the dust is settled.

Harry under the stage rubbed his palms, which were a little sore from the frenzied applause. He felt lost, as if he had missed something interesting. Harry felt that he should be regretting that he missed this event - it would be great if he could become a warrior, that life must be very happy, right? Harry began to sell in the back of his mind the reactions of his friends after he became a Warrior.

After a few words of nonsense, Dumbledore returned to the subject again. At this point, Bagman, Percy and others had already left the table and went to the "Little Black Room" to give preliminary guidance to the warriors.

"Now the three warriors are getting the preliminary guidance for the match next door. I believe you must be very curious about the content of the preliminary guidance, right?" Dumbledore looked at the little wizard in the audience and laughed mischievously.

"Professor Dumbledore, please tell us what the preliminary guidance will be about?" Lee Jordan couldn't hold back his curiosity and took the initiative to stand up and ask loudly. Jordan now, with an incredibly smooth chin, has apparently healed.

Fred and George beside him also raised their heads from the ledger and looked at Dumbledore curiously. Just now the twins were busy calculating the amount of bonus that should be given out.

Dumbledore showed a happy smile, as if he saw a joking jolly, and happily revealed the content of the preliminary guidance to the public.

It turned out that the so-called preliminary guidance is to announce the start time of the first project, and then tell the warriors...

The organizer cannot reveal the content of the first project to you!

Quite outrageous. It is hard to imagine the inner feelings of the warriors when they heard this sentence in the small dark room.

You called us with great fanfare, just to inform you of the project start time? is it necessary? !

Of course, cheating is also an old tradition in the Triwizard Tournament. In the past, the three major schools would use their own means to find a way to figure out the content of the first project, and then leak it to their own warriors. This year is no exception, Madame Maxime is already on the move-she and Hagrid have been very close these two days, hoping to get something out of this "big mouth". However, Hagrid didn't know anything about the first project, and naturally there was no leak. However, the relationship between the two has finally drawn a lot closer, and Mrs. Maxime will not suffer.

After listening to Dumbledore's words, the little wizards were also disappointed.

That's it? Is this your initial guide?

"Classmates, I have already said that this competition will try to make as many students participate as possible." Dumbledore saw that the students in the audience looked quite disappointed, so he threw a second "bomb", He exclaimed, "So I have something extremely important to announce to you all—volunteer registration is open!"

Volunteer? This unfamiliar term caused a small commotion in the audience. Everyone was very curious about what the volunteers of the competition were going to do?

If it's serving tea and water at the competition venue, that's fine. Some young Muggle-born wizards are more familiar with what a volunteer is, and they instinctively want to refuse.

"We need a group of students who are excellent enough to participate in the first project and make it a little harder for our warriors to test." Dumbledore explained to everyone who was confused about what a volunteer is~www.novelhall. com~ Students who intend to serve as volunteers, please submit an application to the dean of their respective colleges - students from other schools, please find the principal of your own school - to submit an application, and the volunteer qualification will be issued after the dean's approval. I must warn you in advance that volunteers are also in mortal danger, so only wizards who are mature enough to be independent can become volunteers. "

Although Dumbledore imposed restrictions, all the little wizards in the auditorium were still in a state of extreme excitement: this time there is no age limit for registration! And the number of places is also visible to the naked eye!

This kind of excitement did not dissipate even when Dumbledore announced the end of the party.

On the way back to Ravenclaw Tower, Tom asked Hermione, "Do you want to be a volunteer?"

"Of course not, didn't you listen to Professor Dumbledore? Volunteers are also in mortal danger! So I would never be a volunteer—"

"Dumbledore has already appointed me as a volunteer."

Hermione: ? !

"How could he do this?" Hermione's eyes widened, her cheeks bulged out of surprise, "Isn't the volunteer volunteering?"

"There is a kind of willingness called 'being voluntary'." Tom spread his hands, looking helpless.

"So do you want to be a volunteer?"

Hermione:  …

"OK then."

Hermione also "voluntarily" volunteered for the Triwizard Tournament.

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