Chapter 282: begin

The uniforms on the bussbarton girls are very ingenious, revealing the figure of the women, but at the same time it is not too explicit and coquettish, but it gives people a dignified and virtuous feeling.
Originally the two teams were far apart, and the boys at Hogwarts didn't think much.
But when Boothbatten’s team passed by the Hogwarts team, the boys at Hogwarts realized that the quality of the girls at Boothbatten was so high!
Franklin next to Mike's drool almost drained, while Hillary, who was not far away, was itchy teeth when she saw it, and kicked Franklin's calf bitterly.
However, Franklin, who had been immersed in Fleur's talents, did not respond at all. Like an idiot, his eyes moved along with the movement of the Busbarton team.
Mike glanced at Hillary with interest, and the latter immediately turned flush and hid behind a girl nearby.
Busbarton’s team was not long, and soon disappeared in the castle gate.
It wasn't until this time that the boys at Hogwarts recovered, and sighed rather regrettably.
But before everyone was sorry, a loud and weird voice floated from the darkness outside the castle.
The voice was very suppressed. When everyone heard the sound and looked into the darkness, they saw that under the shining of the moonlight, huge splashes of water were turned on the surface of the originally peaceful Black Lake.
Then, a huge whirlpool appeared in the center of the lake, the whirlpool expanded, and a black long rod-like thing gradually rose from the whirlpool center.
"That's a mast!" said a Hufflepuff student in the crowd, "it can't be wrong, my father is a crew member!"
His guess was not wrong at all. Slowly, a large and magnificent ship rose out of the water, anchored in the center of the Black Lake, shining brightly in the moonlight.
Its appearance is very strange, the surface of the ship is covered with a lot of moss, just like a wreck that has just been salvaged, or a ghost ship that appears in the sea from time to time in the legend.
A sound that sounded like the roar of an elephant came from the ship, and then the big ship moved in the direction of everyone at Hogwarts.
With the sound of splashing water, an iron anchor was thrown into the shallow water, and finally, with another slap, a wooden board was placed on the shore of the lake.
The people on the boat were going ashore. Through the lights on the boat, Mike could clearly see that an old man was walking in front of him.
He has long, supple hair, the color of which is the same as that of the fur cloak on his body, all silvery white.
And behind him, neatly followed a pair of sturdy big men, all of them sluggishly with their heads, and they were also wearing fur cloaks like the old man in the row, but compared to the old man, they had fur cloaks. It looks very old, and the fur on it has been knotted.
"Dumbledore!" The silver-haired man yelled enthusiastically as he approached, "My dear old buddy, how are you?"
"Excellent, thank you, Karkaroff."
Dumbledore seemed a little perfunctory, but Karkaroff didn't care. He continued to walk forward, and at the same time looked up at Hogwarts Castle, and said with his rounded ~EbookFREE.me~ sweet and greasy voice. :
"Dear old buddy Hogwarts! How are you!"
Until this time, everyone saw the white-haired man clearly through the light from the castle.
He was tall and thin, similar in size to Dumbledore, with a goatee on his face and curls on the ends.
After shaking his hand with Dumbledore, he seemed to have thought of something suddenly, turned his head and said behind him:
"Victor, come here and get warm... don't you mind, Dumbledore? Victor has a cold."
Dumbledore said he didn't mind, and then a boy walked out of the darkness behind Karkaroff and came under the light.
"Gosh! It's Krum!"
The Hogwarts crowd immediately heard low-pitched exclamations, and it was the seeker who showed great power in the Quidditch World Cup final, Krum!
"I can't believe it, it turned out to be Krum!"
Franklin covered his face with trembling hands excitedly, and there were many people around him who reacted like him.
"Calm down, it's just a Quidditch player." Mike said lightly.
For someone like Mike who is not very interested in Quidditch, but also holds a lot of money and power in a high position, Krum is really just a Quidditch player, and it's just a little fame if he is dead. It’s just the players, no big deal.
But other people don’t think so. There are already several girls rushing to sign with a quill in their hands, but they don’t have a signature book in their hands. Mike thinks they want Krum to sign them .
Franklin next to Mike reacted. He took out his wand and turned into a pen and was about to rush forward, but he was firmly stopped by Mike.
"I can't afford to lose this person!"
As Mike said, Franklin gave up the idea of ​​going up and asking for an autograph when he saw it, but his expression was still a bit regretful.
Dumbledore led everyone into the auditorium. The seats of the Hogwarts students had already been reserved, so Mike and the others quickly found their seats and sat down.
But the alumni of Boothbatten sat next to Ravenclaw, whose emblem was similar to their uniform.
It's just that their faces all have unhappy expressions, and three of them still wrap their heads tightly with scarves and turbans.
Only Durmstrang’s alumni still did not choose their seats.
Franklin, who was sitting next to Mike, was whispering, as if praying for Durmstrang's people to sit next to him.
It's a pity that Malfoy has already sent out an invitation to the Durmstrang students first, and successfully let them sit on his own table.
Many people from other academies clenched their fists because they saw Malfoy talking with Krum, and his eyes floated from other academies from time to time, as if showing off.
The Durmstrang students took off their heavy cloak, and looked up at the pitch-black starry ceiling with interest.
Two of the students also picked up the golden plate and goblet and looked at them carefully, looking very interested.
"Damn Malfoy..."
Franklin grumbled, but he was interrupted by a nice voice when he was halfway through the conversation.
"Can I sit here, please?"
Franklin heard the reputation, his pupils straightened instantly, his mouth opened slightly, and he swiped a backflip and left the seat directly.
"Of course! Miss Furong!"
His sudden movement shocked Fleur, but she recovered quickly, and thanked Franklin softly, and then she sat down in Franklin's original seat, which was the seat on the left hand side of Mike.
And sitting on Mike's right hand is Penello.
In an instant, Mike was shrouded in countless hot eyes.
Among them, the two eyes from his left and right are the hottest, seeming to want to roast him directly.
"It's been a long time, Mike." Fleur said with a smile, "This is..."
Fleur's gaze crossed Mike and cast it on Penello.
Before Mike could introduce him, Penello rushed to say:
"I'm Penello Krivart, Mike's girlfriend, nice to meet you..."
Penello and Furong's eyes sparked in the air. Although both of them were smiling now, anyone could tell that the relationship between them was not good.
On the other side, Franklin recovered and stared blankly at the Ravenclaw long table that was full in front of him. In the end, he could only sit in the bussbarton team, which belonged to Fleur.
Among a group of white and tender girls, an anxious old black appeared, which made many boys who feast their eyes very dissatisfied.
On the contrary, the attitudes of those girls were fairly good, and they greeted Franklin with a smile.
This made Franklin's first brother's face flushed instantly, and he lowered his head to remain silent.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" Dumbledore's voice suddenly came. "I welcome you to Hogwarts with great joy. I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here."
When Mike heard about his reputation, he saw that all the faculty members were sitting upright in the front seats of the auditorium, even Filch, who would never serve at the table.
It's just that today Filch was obviously dressed up specially, not only did he put on his moldy tuxedo, but he even got his hair.
In addition to them, Mike also found two more people on the faculty seat.
They are all acquaintances, one is Ludo Bagman from the Sports Executive Department, and the other is an old acquaintance Batty Crouch.
"The tournament will officially begin after the banquet," Dumbledore said. "I now invite everyone to eat and drink as much as they want at home!"
After that, the dinner plate in front of everyone was filled with food as usual.
The food at the dinner is very rich, from traditional British ‘gourmet’ to French cuisine and other exotic dishes.
It can be seen that the house elves put a lot of effort into today’s dinner, but it’s a pity that Busbarton’s girls don’t seem to be very interested in Hogwarts’ food, only when a famous French dish of creamy mushroom soup appears. Their eyes lit up a little when
Although Franklin had been bowing his head to eat, his ears were still paying attention to the movement around him.
His hearing is not good, but he still heard some interesting words, such as: Furong, Biaozi, saohuo...
Franklin pretended not to hear, and continued to lower his head to eat.
The dinner went smoothly, but after everyone felt that they had almost eaten, Dumbledore stood up again.
"This moment has finally arrived. The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. I want to explain a few words. Bring the box in."
Filch got up from his seat with a swipe, arched his waist and quickly disappeared into the auditorium.
"I want to explain our activities this year, but first of all, please allow me to introduce two guests, because there are still people who don't know them." Dumbledore pointed his hand at Bagman and Crouch. Mr. Ti Crouch, the Director of the Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic, and this is Ludo Bagman, the Director of the Department of Sports at the Ministry of Magic."
There was loud applause as soon as the voice fell off the stage, but Mike did not applaud, but looked at Crouch on the stage meaningfully.
He really did not expect that Crouch would go to the International Cooperation Department as Director after he retired from the Legal Department.
"Well everyone, please stop." Dumbledore said, "They will form a jury with me, Professor Karkaroff and Ms. Maxim to judge the Warriors."
The word warrior excited the students in the audience again, and at this time Filch also returned to the auditorium, holding a large wooden box inlaid with jewels in his hand.
"Thank you, Filch." Dumbledore took the wooden box and thanked Filch, "We have carefully reviewed the specific events of the Warriors competition this year. There are three events, respectively. Conducted at different times throughout the school year, they will test the warriors in many different aspects, such as magical talent, courage, wisdom and so on.
Then, I believe you already know that there will be three warriors representing a school to participate in the competition. We will rate them according to the quality of each event they completed. After the three events, the warrior with the highest score will win the top three cup~EbookFREE.me~ and the person in charge of selecting the warriors is an impartial selector. It's the Goblet of Fire! "
Having said that, Dumbledore placed the wooden box on the table in front of him, pulled out his wand and tapped the lid of the box three times.
The lid of the box creaked open, and Dumbledore reached in and took out a large, very rough wooden goblet.
The cup itself was nothing strange, but it was full of blue and white flames.
"Every student who wants to run for the Warriors must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into the Goblet of Fire." Dumbledore said, "The registration time is twenty-four hours. Tomorrow night, too. On the eve of Halloween, the Goblet of Fire will select the names of the three students that it thinks best represent the three schools. Tonight, the goblet will be placed in the auditorium, and all students who are willing to participate in the election will be able to access it.
Of course, in order to avoid the temptation of underage students. I will draw an age line around it. No one under the age of fourteen can cross this line. "
"Finally, I want to remind everyone. This hegemony competition is not a trifle, don't take it rashly. Because once you are selected by the Goblet of Fire, you must stick to the game.
Whoever puts his name into the cup actually forms a contract that must be followed, and the cost of violating this contract is something no one is willing to pay. "
Dumbledore’s last discovery was undoubtedly pouring cold water on the heads of those who were so excited that they could hardly control themselves, but Dumbledore did not care about the reaction of the people in the audience, and went on to say:
"Well, I think it's time for everyone to sleep. Good night everyone."