Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 260 The Wonderful Goblet of Fire
"The Triwizard Tournament was held about 700 years ago as a friendly competition among the three major schools of magic, Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang. Each school selected a champion player, and these three players competed in the three magic competitions. Magic schools take turns hosting the competition every five years. It is recognized by everyone. This is the best way to establish bonds among young mages. When the number of deaths is too large, the competition is suspended." Hera tried hard to recall the specifics of the Triwizard Tournament. Fleur explained.

"I think everyone knows these things, don't you? Professor." Fleur blinked.

Hera breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I will tell you something, but you have to make sure not to tell other students, this is a special treatment for top students."

In fact, Hera probably already had a guess in her mind: among the students above the sixth grade of Beauxbatons, there should be no one who is better than Furong.

Beauxbaton's warrior would most likely be Fleur. Madam Maxim also thought so, so she indulged Hera's weekly extracurricular tutoring for Fleur.

"Over the centuries, people have tried several times to restore the game. Although none of them were successful, the British Ministry of Magic has made great efforts to promote this game. Madam Maxim also believes that this is a ripe opportunity. We have been preparing for this for a whole year. We will arrive at Hogwarts at the end of October. I think you are all clear about this." Hera continued.

Furong nodded, but she was obviously not more concerned about these things, but how to select the warriors of each school.

"Don't worry, we will have an impartial referee decide who is most qualified to win the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament," Hera paused. "This impartial referee is the Goblet of Fire. It is definitely the most impartial and impartial selector."

"Goblet of Fire? What's that?" Furong asked suspiciously. The history of the Triwizard Tournament is so long that she didn't collect any useful information.

"Every student who wants to run for the Warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into the Goblet of Fire." Hera said, "The Goblet of Fire will spit out the parchment of the person it thinks is most qualified to win the game. This is a top secret, and the news must not be leaked."

Furong nodded, but seemed a little puzzled, "How can I ensure that no one will tamper with it?"

"I think this is probably the task of Principal Dumbledore. He is the greatest white wizard in the world. If someone can play tricks under his nose, I think it is probably impossible." Hera said, but added silently in his heart: However, we are going to play tricks under his nose, and let Harry Potter win the championship.

But these were too cruel for Fu Rong, she didn't even get a place in the competition, she knew that such a cruel fact was really too miserable.

Of course, the most important moment still needs to be kept secret. Hera thinks that his mouth is still very strict, and he will never reveal any news.

All for Voldemort.

"By the way, once you become a warrior, you are not allowed to change your mind. When you put your name into the cup, you actually form a magical contract that must be obeyed." Hera reminded, "Actually, I don't recommend that you take Gabriel to Hogwarts with you. You don't necessarily have time to take good care of her."

Fu Rong pursed her lips, but didn't nod, but seemed a little nervous.

"I learned a little bit about your family from Professor Luke. I am very sorry about your parents, but I think many professors like Gabriel very much, and they will take good care of her." Hera couldn't help reminding her a little bit, he couldn't believe how heartbreaking it would be if the little girl saw her sister have an accident.

"I will seriously consider it, Professor." Fu Rong gritted her teeth and nodded.

"Okay, what you should do now is to go back to the bed in the dormitory and sleep. There will be more rigorous training waiting for you tomorrow." Hera rubbed Furong's long silver hair and said with a smile.

Fu Rong blushed a little, and she hurriedly left Hera's office after saying, "Then don't disturb the professor's rest."

In the middle of the night, Hera watched Fu Rong's figure push the door, and sighed heavily.

Fu Rong is really an excellent child, but it is a pity that everything is wrong.
Time passed quickly, and just when Beauxbaton's sixth-grade students were about to lose their hold, they finally received good news. They were about to go to Hogwarts to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, and their next courses would also be held in Hogwarts.

Early in the morning, when Hera woke up, a perfect plan had been formed in his mind, as if his mind hadn't rested when he fell asleep, and he had been thinking about today's schedule all night.He got up from the bed, dressed in the pale twilight of dawn, left the office directly, and walked into the auditorium.

Madam Maxim was already waiting in the auditorium, as if she was saying goodbye to her at dinner yesterday, and there was still a cup of refreshing black tea on the table in front of her.

"Oh, Hera, it's a pleasure to see you so early." Madam Maxim said lightly, taking a sip of her black tea.

Hera was slightly stunned. He remembered that there were still about two hours before the departure time, "Good morning, Mrs. Maxim. It's also a pleasure to meet you here. As you can see, I'm going to pick up my teaching assistant, Miss Clearwater. I hope you don't mind."

"Oh, of course I don't mind, Hera. To be honest, I can't find any problems with your performance this year. I really can't believe that you have such outstanding results at such a young age." Madam Maxim put down her teacup and said happily.

"There is still one hour and three quarters of an hour before our departure. I think there should be enough time." Madam Maxim blinked, "I am very much looking forward to meeting your 'teaching assistant'. I have heard that she is a very charming lady."

"When she sees you, she will be shocked by you. You are so elegant and charming." Hera praised Madam Maxim without the slightest blushing.However, in fact, apart from the blood of the half-blood giant, Madame Maxime can indeed be called a mature and elegant woman.

"Then I'll wait here for your good news." Madame Maxime said with a smile.

"As you wish." Hera bowed her head slightly, then quickly walked through the auditorium and walked towards the square outside, where apparition was allowed.

(End of this chapter)