Chapter 1701

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

At this time, many students know that the so-called three famous schools are only in Europe. In the world, there are 11 famous schools registered with the Federation!

One of them can't be contacted. The remaining ten will take part in the competition. Their students will arrive at Hogwarts at the end of October for a semester of exchange study and competition activities.

"Each school sends 100 people. After arriving at Hogwarts, 10 of them will be selected as contestants. A total of 100 students from the ten schools will compete for three places in the championship and runner up."

"The champion will be rewarded with 100000 gold garonnes, the second runner up will be 50000, and the second runner up will be 10000, and the top 50 will be awarded with 100 gold galleons."

See here, a lot of students' breathing has become heavy, 100000 jinjialong ah, afraid is not a golden mountain?

Go down and look.

"Students' entry criteria need to be judged by the Wilson cup, which is not divided by age and grade. The specific entry conditions are not easy to explain, but in theory, everyone can sign up..."

"what's up?"

Hermione, standing in the crowd, covered her head. Seeing the so-called "Wilson Cup", she knew who had made it. Could she not rest this year after a busy year last year?

Why don't you explain the specific registration conditions? It's clearly to arrange for her! Do you see all the fools?!

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

But she couldn't get away. The girls surrounded her in the center, and each friend held her arm or robe.

"I want to participate." Zhang Qiu, who was holding Hermione's hand, said so. The schoolsister seemed a little excited: "even if she took the third place, there would be 10000."

Hannah on the other side bit her finger and said modestly, "I'm going to get a Participation Award."

"And the seventh grade? The competition is fierce. " Luna touched her carrot earrings and said calmly, "none of us except Hermione knows what level of students in other schools are, but I want to join in. I want to make money to buy dad a new magic printing machine."

Susan pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose and said a very down-to-earth view: "each school has only ten places. We can sign up, but can we be selected?"

The girls just calm down and have no idea.

Or the smartest Luna came up with a solution, which was to ask Hermione to go to the sports professor.

After all, this kind of large-scale event should be regarded as sports activities? So it must be Professor Wilson who is in charge of Hogwarts. There is a ready-made relationship. Isn't it a fool?

The right tactic is to send Miss Granger, the spy, to spy on intelligence.

Hermione wants to cry without tears. She doesn't want to participate in this competition. But we should ask her to inquire about the selection criteria. What's the matter?

...

"selection criteria?" The sports professor who is fishing under the shade of the Black Lake has a smile on his face, as if he can see through his apprentice's mind: "it's simple, but I tell you, you can't say go... The trophy will choose the ten most attractive people in each school."

"... isn't this a beauty contest?"

Hermione was speechless for a moment and threw herself on the grass beside her, helpless.

In this way, if you can't be elected, doesn't it mean that you are judged to be ugly? How can you tell your friends?

"Glamour and ugliness are two different things." Su Ming shook his head and gently shook his fishing rod: "some people look like Japanese comedians, but they also have personality charm. At least they can make people happy, don't they?"

Hermione nodded and said, "but it's clear that there's a big problem with the Quidditch World Cup. How can the Ministry of magic agree to hold such a big event?"

"The more this happens, the more they want to prove that the British magic world is the best in the world. If we don't have a special program, when can we get back the face lost in summer vacation in front of the whole world?" The professor leaned against the tree trunk and placed a cigarette comfortably: "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 exactly like this. At the beginning, the Ministry of magic refused, but it can only be said - money means you can do whatever you want.

"Tut, it's really..."

Hermione has no idea how to evaluate the killing of the Ministry of magic. Unlike other little wizards, she knows that Voldemort is still alive.

And in the first half of the summer vacation, she 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.

That's what happened at the Quidditch World Cup.

Now that Hogwarts is going to launch such a large-scale activity, there must be death eaters who will come in and make trouble. Do you want to fight?"Anyway, you and Harry Potter have fixed two places, you know what I mean? But don't worry. It's only September 2nd today. Students from other schools come to ask for October 30th. You can ask your friends to prepare. "

Su Ming winked at her to show her to relax. It was planned.

Miss Granger understood, but it was because she understood that she was under more pressure. She understood that Mr. Porter was making bait and waiting for Voldemort to take the bait.

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

Can we see the professor again? He had closed his eyes and went to bed. Although he still had a fishing rod in his hand, he obviously didn't want to say more.

Hermione understood again. It was a decision made by the authorities. There was no need to talk about it.

"Well, I'll go back and make them look beautiful. This is the play for the world. What you choose is not athletes but actors. What you want is a feast for the eyes." She stood up and patted the grass behind her.

"Is that what it is? The student competition is not as high as the adult wizard competition. Who comes here to watch the magic spell? It's nothing more than looking at the little flowers and fresh meat. It's just a visual effect. You can see the essence through the phenomenon. You've done a good job. "

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

"now what you have to do is the most important thing for the hunter. Wait patiently. Look across the lake, isn't Mr. Porter very patient

"Harry Potter?"

Hermione looked up. Sure enough, on the other side of the Black Lake, near the castle, there was a boy with glasses sitting on a tree stump, playing with something in his hand and looking down.

And behind him, there was obviously another blonde boy creeping up to him...

"Oh? It's Draco Malfoy. I remember they didn't have a good relationship. He wasn't going to push Mr. Porter into the water to feed the fishermen? "

The little girl blinked her eyes. Although she was holding the fishing rod from the professor, her eyes were always on the opposite side of the lake.

Su Ming leaned against the tree to smoke and waved his hand at ease: "no, it's because of love that the relationship is not good. Before the first grade, Draco wanted to make friends with Harry. As a result, he quarreled with Ron at that time. Harry had to choose one of them to play with, and Draco lost

"Oh, boring."

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

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