Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

As the evening approached, a strange atmosphere roamed the castle. Tonight, the warriors of the three major schools will be born under the eyes of everyone. They will represent their respective schools in a competition of honor. The name of the champion is bound to be won.Therefore, as a warrior, it is natural to have the confidence and responsibility to win.The name of the warrior is not only a personal battle for honor and disgrace, but also a magical contest between the three schools. Therefore, it seems that the scenery is infinite, but in fact it is as important as Mount Tai.

When Augustus and his party walked into the auditorium, it was almost full of people.The Goblet of Fire has been moved.It now stood in front of Dumbledore's empty chair on the staff table.

The Halloween dinner went smoothly, but apparently, many students had already put aside the delicacies on the table, talking about the upcoming warrior is the most popular topic nowadays, and Dumbledore didn't feel the slightest bit about the whispers on the long table among the students. He didn't care about anything, and there was a gentle smile on his kind face.

"Snape, from the way you look, you are sure about being a warrior this time, so you don't have to worry about it. Your favorite student, Augustus, has no interest in this triwizard competition at all?" Sprout said. With a good-natured smile on his face, the professor smiled at Snape who was sitting next to him.

Snape's serious face remained calm, "With his personality, he would never miss this type of match. So, there is nothing to worry about. But you, it seems that Cedric is obviously not confident enough."

Sprout laughed a couple of embarrassingly, heck, anyone who knows that he will compete with Augustus for a spot in the front line may not be confident, but it's a pity that Cedric was born in the wrong era and met a The monster that makes any genius or evildoer feel ashamed can only be the sorrow of these heavenly favored children.

Finally, the golden plate returned to its original spotless state, and the voice in the auditorium suddenly increased a lot.Immediately, Dumbledore stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became silent again.Karkaroff and Madame Maxime on both sides of Dumbledore looked as nervous and expectant as everyone else.Ludo Bagman was smiling and winking at the students from various schools, while Mr. Crouch looked uninterested, almost bored.

"Well, the Goblet is about to make its decision," said Dumbledore. "I reckon it will take another minute. Listen, when the names of the champions are announced, I want them to walk to the top of the hall and walk along the staff The desk goes over into the adjoining room—" He pointed to the door behind the instructor's desk, "—they'll get their initial instructions there."

The flames in the goblet suddenly turned red again, and the crackling sparks spattered.Then, a tongue of flame shot into the air, and from it flew a piece of charred parchment—all the people in the auditorium held their breaths.

"The champion of Durmstrang," he said in clear force, "is Viktor Krum."

Krum gave Augustus a pleasant smile, and Augustus nodded, congratulating him on his qualification as a warrior.Afterwards, Viktor walked forward along the teaching desk and entered the next room through the door.

The applause and conversation gradually subsided.Everyone's attention was now on the goblet again, and after a few seconds the flames turned red again.The second parchment leaped out of the cup, propelled by the flames.

"The champion of Beauxbatons," said Dumbledore, "is Fleur Delacour!"

"Sure enough, it seems that the selection mechanism of the Goblet of Fire is also a combination of personal strength to a certain extent." There was joy in Loki's eyes, and this meant that Augustus should be a Hogwarts warrior who did his part. .

The Veela-like girl stood up gracefully, flicked her shiny silver hair, and walked lightly between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables.

When Fleur Delacour also entered the next room, the auditorium fell silent again, and this time there was a strong excitement that could be tasted in the silence.Now it's the turn of the Hogwarts warriors...

At this moment, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, sparks splattered, and the tongue of fire soared high into the air, and Dumbledore drew a third parchment from the tip of the tongue.

"The champion of Hogwarts," he said aloud, "is Augustus Julius!"

The school auditorium was silent for a moment, and the next second, deafening cheers erupted. Whether it was Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw, they were all completely crazy at this moment. One person questioned Augustus' age, the magic world has always been respected by strength, such a dazzling genius, representing Hogwarts, won the honor not only for himself, but also for everyone in the school. Colleges, regardless of bloodlines, at this moment, the entire Hogwarts school's students were boiling, and the entire auditorium was plunged into a sea of ​​carnival, as if the championship of the Triwizard Tournament was already within reach at this moment.

Dumbledore looked at Augustus who was strolling from the Slytherin long table in some shock. He never expected that this young man's prestige in school had reached such a level that even the child back then might not be able to match him at all. .As for Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxim, they both had serious expressions on their faces. They had heard of Augustus's name even on the other side of Europe. Now, he was the Hogwarts warrior and treated them The representatives of the two schools are probably an unprecedentedly powerful enemy.

Augustus walked in the auditorium at a leisurely pace. It was actually a bit of a coincidence for the number of warriors, but obviously, on behalf of the school, who else could win the championship with full confidence except him. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Now that I am a member of Hogwarts students, it is also a necessary responsibility to win honor for the school.

Go between the warriors behind the teacher's bench, go through the door, there are portraits of wizards on the walls on both sides.In the fireplace opposite him a fire was burning brightly.

Krum noticed the movement, turned around, and found that it was Augustus, with a smile on his face, "Congratulations, it seems that the day to compete with you on the same stage will not be too late."

Augustus smiled modestly, "It's just luck."

Fleur looked at Augustus who walked in, with a hint of surprise on his face, as if he was surprised that the Hogwarts warrior was such a young man, but Augustus' calm temperament and handsome appearance still appealed to girls Like it, he took the initiative to say hello to Augustus, and the three began to talk in the room.

The door of the room opened again, and a thin figure walked in hesitantly. Augustus turned and looked, and Harry Potter was looking at the three of them with some hesitation.

Delacour turned his head and shook his cascading silver hair.

"What's the matter?" she asked. "Do they want us to go back to the auditorium?"