Dumbledore pulled out his wand and tapped the lid of the box three times. The lid opened slowly and creakingly. Dumbledore reached in and took out a large, roughly carved wooden foot.
Cup. The cup itself is not eye-catching at all, but it is full of dancing blue and white flames.
Dumbledore spoke again: "Every student who wants to run for a warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet. Those who are willing to become a warrior can do so on the twenty-fourth day.
Sign up within the hour. Tomorrow night, which is Halloween night, the Goblet will select the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools."
"Tonight, the goblet will be placed in the hall, and students who are willing to participate in the election can have access to it. In order to prevent students who are not old enough to withstand the temptation, after the goblet is placed in the hall, I will draw pictures around it.
An age line. No one under the age of seventeen can cross this age line."
"Finally, I would like to remind every student who wants to participate in the election to note that this competition is not a child's play. Do not participate rashly. Once the warrior is selected by the Goblet of Fire, he must persist in the competition to the end. Who will put himself
Putting your name into the cup actually forms a magical contract that must be observed."
"Once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. Therefore, please think twice before you put your name in the cup before you put your name into the cup. I wish you all the best.
Good night."
Qingqing added: "What if a professor cheats and puts substandard names into the Goblet of Fire? I don't plan to participate, and the classmates around me don't plan to participate either, and they are not old enough. If
Our names appear in the Goblet of Fire, what are you going to do, what should you do if you are chosen without respecting our wishes?"
Barty Krall said seriously: "No such thing will happen."
Qingqing said in a very shameless manner: "Take care of your son! I guarantee that you will be slapped in the face every minute! If you bring up the problem beforehand, if you can, don't force people to participate in this unfortunate event! If you have the guts, tell me now.
I can lie down, I can, I can definitely not participate in the Goblet of Fire, do you dare?"
Barty Krall really stood up and asked Qingqing: "What's your name?"
Qingqing replied: "Qingqing Potter is in the fourth grade this year and is 15 years old. Harry Potter is in the fourth grade and is 15 years old. Hermione Granger is in the fourth grade and is 15 years old."
Barty Krall said directly: "Okay, as you wish, Miss Potter, you and your friends do not need to participate in the Triwizard Tournament even if you are selected by the Goblet of Fire."
Qingqing immediately made a scissor hand gesture: "Oh yeah! You said it was the puppy who made the mistake! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Lie down, lie down, lie down, I want to see, Voldemort can't find the enemy's blood
, what kind of expression is that? La la la la la~."
Barty Crowler added: "Miss Potter, I don't think Voldemort still exists."
Qingqing replied: "It's actually very simple. If my name is in the Goblet of Fire, then it proves that Voldemort's resurrection is continuing. Remember what you said, even if my name is in the Goblet of Fire, you won't let me play with you.
A group of people were speechless. They really didn't want to talk about this topic. Then, the twins began to focus all their energy on the issue of age lines. Qingqing said that it was boring, boring, so boring.
The next day is Saturday. Generally speaking, students go to have breakfast very late. However, today, Harry, Qingqing, Ron and Hermione are not the only ones who got up much earlier than usual on weekends. When they
When they went downstairs and entered the foyer, they saw more than twenty people gathered around, some of whom were still eating bread, and they were all looking at the Goblet of Fire carefully.
The cup was placed in the center of the foyer, on the stool where the Sorting Hat had been. A thin circle of gold was drawn on the floor, with a radius of ten feet, surrounding the cup. People here were talking about the Goblet of Fire.
However, Qingqing changed from listening to gossip to drinking human blood porridge.
At this moment, the twins and Lee Jordan hurried down the stairs, all three of them seemed extremely excited. Fred whispered to Harry, Ron and Hermione in a proud tone: "It's done, just drink it."
,
Ron was confused: "What?"
Fred said contemptuously: "Age-enhancing drugs, idiot."
George rubbed his hands excitedly and said: "Everyone drinks a drop, and we only need to grow up for a few more months."
Lee Jordan smiled happily and said: "If any of us wins, then the one thousand galleons will be divided equally among the three of us."
Hermione reminded: "It will definitely not succeed. You have to consider Principal Dumbledore." Fred, George and Lee Jordan ignored her.
Fred was shaking with excitement and said to the other two people: "Are you ready? Then, come on, I'll go in first." A group of people looked at Fred and took out a piece of parchment from their pockets, which read
Author of "Fred Weasley, Hogwarts."
Fred walked right to the edge of the age line and stood there, swaying on tiptoes like a diver preparing to jump from a fifty-foot platform. Then, with every pair of eyes in the foyer looking on, he deeply
Taking a deep breath, I crossed the line.
For a moment, everyone thought Fred had succeeded, and George must have thought so too. He shouted triumphantly and jumped forward after Fred. However, a hissing sound was heard immediately, and a pair of twins
They were thrown outside the golden coil, as if an invisible shot putter had thrown them. They fell painfully to the cold stone ground ten feet away.
In addition to the physical pain, they were also humiliated. With a loud crack, identical long white beards appeared on the chins of the two people. Everyone in the auditorium suddenly burst into laughter. Even Fu
Red and George got up and couldn't help laughing when they saw each other's white beards.
A low, amused voice said: "I warned you." Dumbledore walked out of the auditorium. He looked at Fred and George, his eyes shining: "I suggest that you both go to Pomver.
Let's go to Ms. Ray's place. She is already nursing Miss Fawcett from Ravenclaw and Mr. Summers from Hufflepuff, and they are both determined to grow a little older. But I must say
In short, their beards are far less beautiful than yours."