v4 Chapter 47： 3 warriors

The next day is Saturday. Generally speaking, students go to breakfast very late.

However, Schelling is not alone in getting up much earlier than the usual weekend.

When he left the Slytherin lounge with Daphne and Astoria as usual, and was about to enter the hall, he saw more than 20 people surrounded there, some of them were still eating bread, and they were all looking carefully. With the Goblet of Fire, he saw Harry's trio there too. Hermione saw him too, and both nodded to each other.

The cup is placed in the center of the hall, on the stool where the sorting hat is usually placed. A thin gold line was drawn on the floor with a radius of ten feet, enclosing the cup.

"Did anyone put a name in it?" Ron asked a third-grade girl eagerly.

"Yes, the Durmstrand gang," she replied, "but I haven't seen anyone at Hogwarts sign up yet."

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter.

Schelling guessed the identity of the person who came without having to look back. Seeing Fred, George and Lee Jordan hurried down the stairs, all three of them looked extremely excited.

Fred whispered to Harry in a low voice, Schelling knew he was showing off that the three of them had taken the ageing agent.

Fred took a parchment note from his pocket, walked straight to the edge of the age line, stood there, swinging on tiptoe, like a diver preparing to jump off a fifty-foot high platform. Then, under the gaze of every pair of eyes in the hall, he took a deep breath and crossed the line.

Then, George jumped in.

Then there was a hissing sound. The twins were thrown out of the gold coil, as if an invisible shot putter had thrown them out. They fell painfully on the cold stone ground ten feet away, and they were humiliated beyond the physical pain. With a loud popping sound, the same long white beards appeared on the jaws of the two people.

The people in the hall roared with laughter. Even Fred and George got up and couldn't help laughing after seeing each other's white beard.

Schelling's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Just before the twins were knocked into flight, he could clearly see the magical fluctuations on the gold coil. This is an enchantment!

As long as it is an enchantment, it means that it is dead-it can only screen out qualified people. The question now is what judgment is used to screen it?

can make the ageing agent ineffective. Obviously, it does not rely solely on the physiological age to judge, so is it judged by the strength of magic?

"I reminded you." said a low, amused voice, and everyone turned their heads to see Professor Dumbledore coming out of the auditorium.

He looked at Fred and George, his eyes gleaming: "I suggest you both go to Ms. Pomfrey. She is already nursing Miss Fawcett in Ravenclaw and Sa in Hufflepuff. Mr. Moss, they both made up their minds to increase their age a bit. But I must say that their beards are far less beautiful than yours."

Dumbledore left after speaking. Fred and George also left for the school hospital.

At this time, Draco, Pansy, Gore, and Crabbe also arrived.

Draco had heard about the previous incident, showing a contemptuous expression, and sneered: "Trash is trash... They probably can only come up with this way..."

Ron heard his elder brother being laughed at, reluctantly retorted, "As if you are so good, do you sign up for a try if you have the ability?"

Draco's expression became even worse, his gaze swept over everyone present, and after staying on Schelling for a few seconds, he looked at the Goblet of Fire again.

"Wesley, you don't shame our pure-blood family there anymore." Draco said coldly, "It's just an enchantment magic, it's not difficult to crack it—"

"Oh, is it?" Ron said with a quizzical look, "Come on! Malfoy, you show us all now? Let's see the Malfoy family's fascination, right?"

Draco closed his eyes, and Schelling frowned.

Schelling saw Draco's body of black magic once again, and he was more violent than ever!

Draco opened his eyes, there was no wave in his pupils, and he could not see any emotion. He walked in front of the gold coil and strode across it in a big step!

Almost everyone noticed it—a slight buzzing vibration sounded in the air.

Schelling’s magical eyes saw a scene that shocked him—the space was distorted. Schelling felt the magical trajectory he was familiar with when he used the hourglass of time. It was a kind of time magic!

Dumbledore knows the magic of time!

In this way, the strength that this old man demonstrated in the original work is probably not his all!

Schelling originally thought that the age group was screened by the magic of his body, so he was so confident-Schelling’s magic at this time has surpassed the level of an adult wizard, regardless of whether it is a student of any of the three schools, in the total magic It is impossible to compare to him in terms of quantity.

It seems that the barrier is judged by the traces of the years on the intruder.

Although 　　 Schelling used the Time Hourglass, he never used it for more than four hours at a time, and he did not use it every day. The combined time and years may not be enough.

The screen returned to Draco.

Just when everyone thought Draco was about to be thrown away like twins, the gold coil suddenly glowed with a dim golden light, and then dimmed again. Draco gave Ron a provocative look-Schelling had an illusion that Draco was not looking at Ron, but himself-Ron was flushed, but he couldn't speak.

Draco took a few more steps (the Goblet of Fire is actually quite far from the gold coil, and it is impossible to throw it in from a long distance), walked to the Goblet of Fire, took a piece of parchment from his arms and put it in, the flame The flame in the cup quickly turned from blue and white to red, and sparks burst out.

Draco glanced at Schelling and Ron again, and walked away dashingly, leaving behind the little wizards with shocked and awe-inspiring faces.

The remaining little wizards all turned their eyes to Schelling.

Draco, who has no outstanding achievements in the Malfoy family, is already so powerful, then, isn't the prestigious Schelling even more terrifying?

Schelling smiled. He wasn't sure how Draco had resisted the enchantment's backlash and forcibly broke in, but he had his own way.

Schelling took out a piece of parchment and lighted a little on it with a magic wand. The parchment suddenly turned into a paper sparrow, where wings flashed quickly.

The paper sparrow flew over the age line unobstructed and rushed into the goblet of fire.

With a bang, the blue and white flames in the goblet of flames rose high, but they did not turn into red.

Sure enough, has Dumbledore also considered the plan to prevent the little wizard from throwing the registration paper from a long distance?

Schelling's eyes faintly appeared in the Guruni rune of Kaunaz.

Since the flame refuses to convert by itself, then I will force it to convert!

Schelling stared at the goblet of flames closely, the flames that rose up in the sky seemed to be suppressed by some invisible force, and slowly fell back into the cup—suddenly, the goblet of flames seemed to be spiritually attacked, and the flames burst again. There was a blast, and there were scattered sparks, but not long after the noise, the flame fell again as if the successor was weak, and finally turned into red, bursting out a little spark.

Xie Lin showed a bright smile, turned around and walked to Fanny and Astoria's side, and whispered: "Let's go!"

At breakfast, the hottest topic among the little wizards is nothing more than the topic of who will become the warrior of Hogwarts.

Most people think that Hufflepuff’s Cedric Diggory has the best chance. Some people think it is Cassius Wallington of Slytherin. Gryffindor supported Angelina Johnson of their college.

These three are all 6th grade students. Perhaps the 7th grade students are focused on the NEWT test and are unwilling to be distracted by these extracurricular activities.

The time for the Halloween dinner seems to be much longer than usual.

Maybe it’s because there are banquets for two consecutive days, and many students don’t seem to like these carefully prepared and hearty dishes as they usually do.

The people in the auditorium kept looking up, and every face showed anxious expressions. Everyone was fidgeting, standing up from time to time and looking towards the podium. Finally, the banquet was over, and the voice in the auditorium suddenly rose a lot. Immediately Dumbledore stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became silent again.

Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim on both sides of Dumbledore looked as nervous and expectant as everyone else; Ludovic Bagman smiled and blinked at the students in various schools; and Mr. Crouch It was a dull expression.

"I'm honored, the Goblet of Fire is about to make a decision!" Dumbledore said with a smile. "I guess it will take another minute. Listen, after the names of the warriors are announced, I want them to go to the top of the auditorium, walk along the staff desk, and enter the next room—"

He pointed to the door behind the instructor's desk, "They will get preliminary guidance there."

He waved his hand, and most of the lights in the entire auditorium were extinguished, falling into a half-bright and half-dark state. The goblet of fire that had been moved to the rostrum burst out with a dazzling light, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue and white flames bursting with sparks were simply charming.

The flames in the goblet of flames suddenly turned red again, and crackling sparks splashed out. Then, a tongue of flame leaped into the air, and a piece of parchment that was almost charred flew out of it. Dumbledore caught the piece of parchment, and the flames in the flame returned to blue and white at this time.

"Warrior of Durmstrand—" Dumbledore's voice spread throughout the auditorium: "It's Eleanor von Hornheim!"

A look of "Sure enough" flashed across Schelling's face, and then he smiled and said congratulations to Eleanor.

There was no joy or sorrow on Eleanor's face, she stood up from the Slytherin table with a calm expression on her face, and walked towards Dumbledore. Then, at the instruction of Professor McGonagall, he turned to the right, walked along the rostrum, and entered the next room.

The silence in the auditorium was restored again, because the second parchment had appeared.

Dumbledore looked at the sign-up paper with a rare gaffe on his face. He fell into silence, and even the azure blue pupils that had always been bright behind those half-moon glasses looked eclipsed at the moment.

The little wizards around didn't know what happened to the principal, but they felt the very depressive atmosphere at this moment. No one dared to make a sound. The audience was so quiet that only the crackling of the goblet of fire could be heard.

Dumbledore spoke with difficulty, his voice a little hoarse, and said: "The warrior of Boothbat-it's Catalina Grindelwald-Monroe!"

Katalyn stood up gracefully, flicked her bright red hair, walked lightly between the tables of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff to the podium. She bowed gracefully to Dumbledore and walked into the room Eleanor had just entered.

Daphne noticed that Xie Lin's expression was a bit wrong, and said softly: "Xie Lin, what's the matter with you?"

Xie Lin shook his head, and said helplessly: "Daphne, I just feel—this world seems to be different..."

Daphne chuckled, "Look at what you said, why are you suddenly saying these weird things... Let me say, although Krum and the Veeva girl seem to be not weak, they have to compete with Germany and France. Compared to the blood family, I’m afraid it’s far inferior—I think the selection of Hohenheim and Monroe is reasonable."

Xie Lin sighed and said in his heart, you are not a traverser, of course you can't understand my feelings.

Astoria suddenly leaned over and grabbed Schelling’s arm tightly. “The Goblet of Fire is moving, and it’s about to say the name of the warrior at Hogwarts, UU reading , my God, I So nervous—will it be Brother Xie Lin you?"

The entire auditorium was silent, and almost all Hogwarts students held their breath...because they knew that the next one to be revealed was the Warriors of Hogwarts. The third parchment arrived as scheduled.

"The warrior of Hogwarts—" Dumbledore grabbed it, then froze there, staring strangely at the note in his hand. He cleared his throat and said loudly, "It's Sherin Malfoy! "

Except for the wizard in Slytherin, a series of "wow wow" exclamations broke out in the other three academies.

"How is it possible? He is only in the 4th grade!"

"Could it be that the Goblet of Fire made a mistake? Although many people saw him put his name in, the Goblet of Fire would actually choose him instead of Diggory?"

However, some rational students retorted: "You are just envious and jealous—he is the youngest Sir Merlin, who can fight hundreds of dementors alone and a man who can kill a thousand-year basilisk. The Goblet of Fire chooses him to have What's weird?"

There is also a gaffe at the Slytherin long table at this time.

Draco stood up abruptly. He was shaking all over, with an expression of disbelief on his face, "How is it possible, how is it possible... The Goblet of Fire actually chose him, not me... It's impossible... impossible... "

Schelling looked at Draco's reaction with a thoughtful expression.

It seems that Draco is really confident. He believes from the bottom of his heart that he is better than me!

Schelling seemed to understand something.

He patted Astoria, grabbed her palm, let her loose it, then stood up, and under the guidance of Professor McGonagall, he walked into the previous room with his head high.